“Interesting little trick?
But if that’s all you’ve got, it’s not enough!”
Truman glanced at the Nighthawks in the field who were gradually waking up without the suppression of the curses.
He calmly activated his fog-creating ability.
He had no interest in being surrounded, so he would finish this quickly.
White smoke instantly sealed off the surrounding area, and Truman’s figure vanished along with it.
“Damn it, are you trying to run?”
Leonard saw that Dunn and the others were about to wake up, and his inner worries immediately dissipated.
In fact, when he saw Truman choosing to retreat, he even showed strong reluctance.
“Run?
Hah!”
“I just love fools like you who can’t read the situation!”
Truman’s blurry shadow appeared behind Leonard.
He stepped on Leonard’s back, and a bolt of lightning shot from his fingertip, hitting Leonard’s only functional arm.
“Ah!
Damn it, you bastard!”
Leonard, pinned to the ground, flushed bright red.
The numbness and weakness spreading through his body deeply wounded his arrogant and self-important pride.
“Is living really that bad?”
Truman crouched down, one foot still on Leonard’s back.
He gently brushed his hand over Leonard’s eyes, and a thin layer of frost froze Leonard’s upper and lower eyelids shut, preventing him from closing his eyes.
“Ah!
Bastard, what exactly are you trying to do?”
Leonard’s body visibly trembled when Truman brushed over his eyes.
Although he might not fear death, he absolutely did not want to become blind.
Truman didn’t answer Leonard.
He closed his eyes, pressed one hand on Leonard’s head, and used his other gloved hand to grip Leonard’s electrified arm, opening the Antigonus family notebook.
Beside Leonard’s head, a strange-looking clown puppet lay quietly on the ground.
After Truman used Leonard’s hand to open the notebook, Leonard’s body swayed.
“Has he already fallen into stagnation?”
Leonard’s head suddenly buzzed, and his thoughts slowed.
The palm Truman had placed on Leonard’s head began to emanate strange black light.
“Leonard, you need to carefully memorize the contents of this notebook—it’s very important to our Nighthawks team.”
Truman’s mouth emitted Dunn Smith’s deep, mellow voice.
Leonard’s spirit had fallen into stagnation due to Sealed Artifact 2-049, and his thoughts were further confused by Truman’s curses.
In a daze, he almost instinctively obeyed Truman’s command.
“Yes, that’s it, Leonard!”
“Only you can accomplish this difficult task.”
Truman used the Astrologer’s divination ability to calculate the time Leonard was controlled by Sealed Artifact 2-049.
Each time Leonard was about to become a puppet, he would lightly tap his head.
Then, after Leonard broke free from the control, he would again use the Antigonus family notebook to stimulate Sealed Artifact 2-049 to lock onto Leonard.
Leonard’s spirituality, having gone through a blurry battle, had already been greatly depleted.
Now, facing the triple effects of the Sealed Artifact, curses, and charm, he unconsciously flipped through the Antigonus family notebook from cover to cover.
“Very good, thank you for your hard work, Leonard.
You are the hero who protected your teammates.”
After Leonard had roughly flipped through the Antigonus family notebook, Truman closed it and opened his eyes.
He looked kindly at the handsome young man with dark hair and green eyes, and said in an extremely gentle tone.
“Leonard, are you alright?”
From within the white fog came his teammates’ anxious calls.
“Captain, I…
I did it!”
Leonard replied groggily before losing consciousness.
His spirit, having been stretched, weakened, and suppressed multiple times, was already beyond its limit.
“Recovering mobility so quickly?
As expected of the Nighthawks team!”
Truman looked appreciatively in the direction of the voice.
He gently patted Leonard’s head and withdrew all the curses he had placed earlier.
Truman picked up Sealed Artifact 2-049, directly abandoned the Antigonus family notebook, and disappeared into the gradually thinning white fog.
Tingen, outskirts.
In that house with the red chimney, a feather pen began to write freely on its own.
{Ince Zangwill wanted to eliminate Truman, who was not following his script, but unfortunately poor Ince did not expect that the young man was carrying the statue of the Primordial Demoness.} You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
{And because of Ince Zangwill’s interference, Truman abandoned the Antigonus family notebook and chose to flee with Sealed Artifact 2-049.
The loss of Sealed Artifact 2-049 would inevitably trigger a thorough investigation by the Evernight Church’s Backlund diocese.}
{Tingen, this inconspicuous little place, would also come under the Evernight Church’s key surveillance…} — crossed out
Ince Zangwill glared darkly at Truman’s name.
This damn brat actually dared to resist the grand finale personally arranged by the great Ince Zangwill?
After causing him such a huge mess, he still wanted to flee with a full load of loot?
Not a chance!
He was even more detestable than that Klein Moretti.
Ince Zangwill angrily grabbed the feather pen and began to write.
{Truman did not choose to leave Tingen immediately.
He still had two Demoness Sect companions in Tingen.
After causing a big mess, he felt lost and at a loss, so he chose to return and regroup with his two companions.}
{A Sequence 7 Witch and a Sequence 6 Demoness of Pleasure.
Truman, contaminated by the Antigonus family notebook, subconsciously didn’t want to leave Tingen, so choosing to regroup with these two powerful companions was very reasonable.}
After Ince Zangwill finished writing, he found that the words he had just written were quietly erased by an invisible force.
And Sealed Artifact 0-08 leaped from Ince Zangwill’s palm and began to write an objective and true story.
{Truman possessed the Astrologer’s divination abilities and the Apprentice’s door-opening abilities.
His escape process went very smoothly.}
{Ray Bieber had chosen a very secluded and remote location in the dock district to digest his ancestral gift.
Truman, with his door-opening ability, quickly found a safe place and used an unknown method to remove the contamination from that notebook.}
{Truman vaguely sensed that this incident seemed to carry some inexplicable strangeness.
He chose to give up on finding the two Demonesses in Tingen and went into hiding alone.}
Ince Zangwill, with his one eye, saw what 0-08 had written and quickly grabbed it, beginning to patch up the story.
{Truman, as a Beyonder from the Demoness Sect, was very aware of the terror of the orthodox churches.
Having just seized Sealed Artifact 2-049 from the Evernight Church’s Backlund diocese, he did not dare to carry this Sealed Artifact to Backlund.}
{Truman had consumed too much spirituality in the previous battle at the dock district.
His exhausted mental state did not support him fleeing too far alone.}
{And unfortunately, Tingen’s public transportation all had various issues that day.
Some departed early due to weather, others were delayed due to road problems or the conductor’s personal reasons.}
{Truman was destined to find no train or ship that could carry him out of Tingen, and could only reluctantly continue to stay in Tingen.}
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T/N: Leonard and Zangwill be taking constant L’s.