Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery.

Chapter 202 The Backlund Smog Incident

Klein seemed to see the figure with a slightly high hairline and wearing a black windbreaker.

But Klein quickly suppressed the rage of hatred in his heart. Compared to Ince Zangwill, he was still too weak!

At this time, Azik said in a deep voice: "Leave here first and go up!"

Klein glanced at Ince Zangwill again, then quickly turned around and sprinted upwards.

He used the ability of the "Faceless Man" to transform into Zangwill's appearance, climbed up, and kept divination of the exit, escaping in the right direction.

If you encounter a door, use the "Master Key" to open it and continue forward.

As he walked, he came to a hall with thick stone pillars. As soon as he entered, Klein's spirit sensed danger and he immediately hid behind the giant pillars.

At this moment, a clear female voice reached Klein's ears: "Mr. A, are you ready?"

Klein was slightly stunned. Mr. A from the Aurora Society?

Mr. A said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Their subsequent conversation made Klein more and more frightened. Mr. A was going to prepare a ceremony here to let the "True Creator" descend!
The woman called "Ms. Despair" went to Backlund to provide Mr. A with enough life to maintain the passage for the "True Creator" to descend.

At the same time, this is also to divert the attention of the official Beyonders and cover up the consequences of Triss's escape.

Then Ms. Despair left for the East District, and Klein immediately had a bad feeling.

At this time, Mr. A's ritual began: "Give your life for the coming of the Lord."

Thump, thump~
Four members of the Aurora Society committed suicide, sacrificing their own lives.

Klein took a deep breath. For him, the best option at this moment was to take advantage of Mr. A's concentration on the ceremony, slip out of the hall, and continue escaping upwards.

But suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in an exaggerated manner, he reached out to grasp the revolver, turned around abruptly and rushed out, firing continuously in the direction of the sacrificial ceremony, firing all the bullets!

These attacks were met with a scornful smile from Mr. A, because the ritual had already begun, and under the protection of the ritual, these attacks had no effect on him at all.

……

Backlund, East District, Black Palm Street.

Odysseus, holding a wooden staff, noticed that the fog in the east area seemed to have suddenly become thicker.

He felt a little nervous and a little relieved. He had been planning for half a year, just waiting for this moment to come.

Odysseus immediately whispered a prayer to the "Queen of Mysteries": "Holy Spirit of Pursuit of Knowledge...

"The battle is about to begin, and I need your help!"

A few seconds later, Bernadette's voice came to Odysseus's ears: "You are being watched."

Odysseus was slightly taken aback. "Not from the Mechanical Heart?"

"No."

"Who is that?"

……

Also in the East District of Backlund.

"Ms. Despair" suddenly appeared in a deserted, dirty and disgusting alley.

She pulled down her veil to cover her face and looked up at the sky. The dim sun was quickly obscured by clouds and mist, as if the sky was suddenly overcast and a heavy snow was about to fall.

Ms. Despair wandered out of the alley and into the street.

Wherever she passed, the fog suddenly became thicker and stained with some iron black, and visibility suddenly became smaller.

After she left the street, a homeless man wearing an old jacket and with a sallow face suddenly started coughing violently and soon fell to the ground.

Many people on the street also unconsciously covered their throats, feeling unable to breathe.

A smog of iron-black and light yellow colors descended on the eastern district and began to spread rapidly around it.

Various scenes in the distance were "drowned", and even the towering bell tower was left with only a faint shadow. Workers and poor people began to feel uncomfortable one after another, and the homeless people who were struggling to fight the cold and hardship fell ill one after another.

The expression of "Ms. Despair" is calm and gentle, as if she is completing a work of art.

She strolled among the passersby, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she chuckled softly, "The history of the Kingdom of Loen will remember this day: The Great Backlund Smog... Eh?"

call!
Suddenly a gust of wind blew her veil into the air.

Ms. Despair was stunned for two full seconds before she murmured, "The wind is blowing! The wind is blowing?"

Why is there wind?

The royal family promised that there would be no wind!
……

East Side, Black Palm Street.

Odysseus took a deep look around and said, "It's too late."

He suddenly smiled in the direction Bernadette had just spoken. "Your Majesty, after this matter is over, I will leave Backlund and join you at sea."

In the end, Odysseus decided to give it a try. The worst that could happen was that he would be caught again.

Bernadette suddenly appeared and said to Odysseus with a smile, "Welcome to Elemental Dawn."

She understood what Odysseus meant. He meant that since they were leaving Backlund anyway, there was no need to worry about those observers or have any more concerns.

After Odysseus finished speaking, he took out a bottle of spiritual potion and drank it down with a gulp: "Next, please protect me from being disturbed."

Bernadette agreed: "Okay."

Odysseus took a deep breath, pressed his hand against the magic circle on the wall, and injected spirituality into it.

At this moment, the magic circle was like a huge whirlpool, sucking away a large amount of spiritual energy from Odysseus' body!
The entire magic circle was immediately activated, and half of Black Palm Street flashed with illusory blue light.

Odysseus knew that it was a bit difficult to supply such a magic circle with a sequence 7 spiritual power, so this time he spent a lot of money and basically used up all the high-level spiritual materials he had previously spent 3000 pounds to purchase.

Therefore, Odysseus only needs to use limited spiritual power to activate this extremely powerful magic circle.

For a moment, all the pedestrians on the street heard the sound of the wind.

Call ~
The East District of Backlund, which had been windless today, suddenly blew up with a strong wind, and pedestrians hurriedly held down their hats and the corners of their clothes with their hands.

Odysseus, who was in the central area of the "composite magic circle", began to use his spiritual power to adjust the wind direction and gradually increase the wind speed.

The strong wind soon turned into a gale and a hurricane, many thin people were blown down, many clothes hanging outside were blown into the air, and many tiles on the roofs were blown off.

Dong~dong~dong~
The bronze bells on the bell tower were blown by the strong wind, emitting clear and continuous bell sounds, as if announcing that Odysseus's counterattack against the world had begun.

Wherever the hurricane passed, many people on the streets were blown down, and some were even rolled over by the wind.

Many pedestrians took the initiative to lie on the ground, or took shelter in alleys and buildings. The thick, iron-black and pale yellow fog was first blown into a violent tumbling mass, then, like a broken dam, it was quickly blown back, thinning in the process.

This timely wind blew along every street in the East District, and the fog on the streets quickly "collapsed".

The homeless people lying on the ground suddenly felt their trachea and lungs felt better and they were able to breathe again.

The poor people in the east district also coughed and felt that their breathing was much smoother.

As the hurricane passed, the thick fog in the East District quickly dissipated, the sun shone on the dirty streets, and the sky became clearer than ever before.

……

About half a minute ago, on a street deep in the East District.

Old Kohler hurried back to his rented apartment holding the ham in a paper bag.

He looked around warily, afraid that those hungry guys with wolf-like eyes would pounce on him and snatch his "New Year's gift".

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Old Kohler breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but look at the ham in his arms. Seeing the red meat mixed with a lot of white meat, his throat moved and he swallowed: It's still too expensive and too big. I can only cooperate with others to buy one and saw it into several pieces... But this is enough for me to eat during the New Year holiday. I can have two, three, no, at least five slices of ham for every meal. I can also cut some to stew soup with potatoes, and I don't even need to add salt.

As he walked, he felt that the fog around him had become much thicker. The church bell tower that was still clear in the distance was gradually swallowed up by a mixture of light yellow and iron black. Even the pedestrians were only left with blurry shadows.

"Why does the fog smell so bad today?" he muttered, quickening his pace.

After taking a few steps forward, he felt tightness in his chest and discomfort in his throat, and soon he had difficulty breathing.

Old Kohler frowned: Are you sick? Damn it, I still want to have a good New Year.

Call ~
Just then, the wind came!
Old Kohler quickly covered his mouth with his hat and saw the thick fog rolling around him: "Ahem, this gust of wind is just right, it will blow away the damn thick fog."

But the thick fog seemed to be more stubborn than expected. Ordinary wind only made it roll in the air without any signs of dispersing.

Hula~
Then, the wind suddenly picked up, and Old Kohler became a little unsteady on his feet. He held on to his hat tightly and quickly found a corner: "What a horrible weather."

At this time, the fog on the street could no longer hold on and was blown away by the strong wind.

Since the beginning of winter, the air in Backlund has rarely been this refreshing.

……

Inside an apartment building on the edge of the East Side.

Liv hung up the last of her laundry to dry.

She looked at the sky outside and was a little confused about the time because of the fog that had become thicker at some point.

Liv took a breath and turned to look at her eldest daughter Freya, who was wiping her hands and looking at the vocabulary book in the next room.

The single mother's eyes gradually became more apologetic. "It's almost New Year's, and most of our employers have left Backlund for vacation elsewhere. We can't go on like this. We have to find new jobs."

As she spoke, she walked towards the door: "During festivals like this, those rich people will hold banquets one after another. They may not have enough servants, so they may hire temporary kitchen cleaning women. I will go out and ask.

"Freya, stay home and pick up Daisy when the time comes. We need income, and so do those bitch thieves, robbers, and human traffickers to welcome the New Year."

Freya replied briskly, "Okay."

Her mind had already drifted to the small table and vocabulary book next door.

Liv just opened the door and suddenly staggered: "Cough cough cough..."

She coughed violently and her face turned red.

Freya quickly ran over and supported her mother: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, cough cough." Liv glanced outside: "This damn thick fog... cough cough, a little choking..."

Call ~
At this time, the wind came!
Freya helped her mother back to the room and sat down. "Wait until the wind blows away the thick fog before you go out."

"Ahem, okay." Liv didn't force it. If she got sick, no one would hire her as a temporary worker.

Hula~
The wind suddenly became stronger, and Liv jumped up: "This damn wind... cough cough... Quick, go collect the clothes!"

So next, Liv coughed and cursed the terrible weather while putting away the clothes she had just hung out to dry as quickly as possible.

But three pieces of clothing were still blown into the air. Liv asked her daughter to stay at home, and she ran out quickly while coughing.

……

Backlund, Iron Hat Street, Lever Cathedral.

Horamyk Haydon was reviewing documents in his office.

dong dong dong~
"Come in." Horamick looked up at the office door.

Captain Ikanser, his hair disheveled, hurried in. "Archbishop, we've received a letter from Odysseus stating that the 'Witch Cult' is carrying out sabotage activities in the East District of Backlund."

Horamick hummed, "Mobilize personnel immediately to handle it."

"The letter also said that the 'Witch Cult' would send out demigods!" Ikanser said as quickly as possible, "And this letter wasn't given directly to me or Max by Odysseus. He gave it to the front desk, who told him to give it to me at 1:30 pm.

"At this time, Odysseus had been gone for more than half an hour."

Horamick immediately realized that something was wrong. Odysseus had never provided information in this way before. It was as if... as if he was deliberately escaping the sight of the "Mechanical Heart".

He asked Ikanser, "What did the stalkers find out?"

"The report half an hour ago was that Odysseus was on Black Palm Street in the East District," Ikanser reported.

The members monitoring Odysseus carry a seal that allows them to contact the Mechanical Research Society every twenty minutes.

Horamick was about to make a deployment when a civilian staff member came over quickly: "Your Excellency, Archbishop, an urgent telegram from headquarters."

Horamic Hayden quickly took it and took a look. The content read: Prevent Odis Garr from leaving Backlund. If necessary, capture him.

Odysseus is going to escape from Backlund!

Horamick said to Ikanser, "Gather all members and go to the East District immediately."

He picked up his bonnet from the hanger. "I'll go first."

……

On a street in Backlund's East District.

Ms. Despair was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why the wind was blowing in Backlund today.

As the ruler of this city, the royal angels had already made the northern winds bypass Backlund in advance, and the Storm Church's reaction shouldn't have been so quick!
She jumped lightly and reached the top of a building. She saw that the wind was blowing from the west, blowing the thick fog towards the suburbs.

"Ms. Despair" jumped on the mirrors and quickly found the source of the strong wind.

Seeing the streets reflected in sea blue, she was stunned. She had never expected that the source of the wind came from an extremely huge magic circle!

(End of this chapter)