Part 1 The Joker Chapter 199 – “Dice Throwing” Successful
The throbbing entrails, the yellowish-green liquid, the quietly burning black flame, and the human body slumping forward all met Klein’s eyes at the same time, and were seared into his mind.
In the mission so far, the most dangerous situation he had experienced was dealing with Rill Beebe, whose digestive process had been interrupted, but even such a dangerous and horrifying monster had only caused serious injuries to the participants, not allowing any of them to be sacrificed.
The only teammate Klein lost, Neil Sr., and the deaths of official Extraordinary People he’d witnessed had all stemmed from a loss of control, and the “killer” was either secretive or pointed to an evil deity, unrelated to the specific mission.
Now, for the first time in his life, he saw the deaths of his teammates on a mission, deaths that stemmed from a single bad choice just moments before.
The Nightwatchmen were fighting madness as much as they were fighting danger.
One mistake, and there might not be another chance to make it right.
With a bang, Klein’s thoughts exploded.
He seemed to be greatly stimulated, half crouched on the ground, raised his right hand, and shot at Mrs. Sherron with a bang, letting a silver demon hunting bullet pass through countless unseen filaments, shooting at the other party’s head, shooting at the other party’s semi-transparent nightgown.
In a flash, Mrs. Sherron quickly moved across to another direction as if pulled by something, avoiding Klein’s frantic firing.
It wasn’t until all five rounds in the revolver had been fired, until the sound of an empty gun rang in his ears, that Klein came to his senses and found the ability to think.
His heart was so tight that he couldn’t replace the bullets in time, so he directly dropped the pistol and grabbed a stack of tarot cards with his probing palm!
Snap!
Mrs. Sherron’s body jerked sideways and saw a card fly by, plunging deep into the surface of the vanity.
The corners of her mouth curled, her beautiful brown eyes once again tinted with a ghostly black color.
Just then, her cascading brown hair suddenly lifted, as if blown by an invisible force.
Mrs. Sheridan was stunned for a moment, and when she tried to dodge again, she was already half a beat too slow, and was nailed to the wall by the “Magician” card that Klein threw out with a shake of his wrist.
Splat! Mrs. Sheridan forcibly pulled off the hair, rolled forward, the body quickly disappeared in Klein’s eyes.
Invisible …… Klein’s fingers clasped the tarot cards, slowly moving, vigilantly guarding the surrounding area.
Suddenly, he understood why Mrs. Sherron gave up her attack just now and why she was sluggish.
–According to the normal development, Klein could not fight against this terrible witch without using the “Aztec Copper Whistle”!
Right! The captain must have arrived nearby! He was so happy that his eyes rolled and he subconsciously looked at the window.
At the same time, a judgment came to him:
Mrs. Sherron wants to escape!
It was clear to her just now that we still have companions, companions who can drag her into the dream realm, but she doesn’t know if there are any other Night Watchers, Substitute Punishers, or members of the Mechanical Heart to follow!
Although she was powerful, she wasn’t a strong person who could overpower a squad of Extraordinary Ones by herself!
With a flash of her heart, Klein flicked her wrist and threw the tarot card she was holding, throwing it in the direction of the window.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh! He threw five cards in a row, three blocking the window and two transforming into flying daggers that cut towards the doorway.
Ka-ching! Snap! Snap!
Amidst the sound of breaking glass, the two tarot cards plunged deeply into the half-open bedroom door one after the other, and Klein heard the dodging sound as expected.
He shook his wrist once more, and with the intuition of the Joker, he threw the cards at a spot on the side of the door.
With a sharp cracking sound, the card approached the place at high speed, and drilled into the hard wall, but a figure was quickly outlined in the air, and it was Mrs. Sheridan, who wore a semi-transparent nightgown and had brown hair and brown pupils.
Just as soon as Mrs. Sherron was exposed, her eyes lost their gleam in a haze, and she seemed to stand and enter a deep sleep.
Captain …… Klein swept his gaze and did not rush to throw the cards, because he knew that Mrs. Sherron could soon break free from the dream, and if he could not inflict fatal damage on her within two or three seconds, the other party would forcefully escape.
A nightmare at such a distance is inherently easy to break free from!
Bending his knees, Klein rolled to the side, half-lying on the ground, stretching his right hand and grasping the edge of the front-facing “Psychic Mirror”.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he threw out the seal “3-0271” before he was caught in the mirror, and threw it out facing Mrs. Sheridan.
Mrs. Sheridan’s body trembled for a moment, and the radiance in her brown eyes quickly returned to normal, and her gaze found its focus.
And even earlier than she came to her senses, a layer of crystalline and solid frost surfaced on the surface of her body.
However, she didn’t see flying cards, or silver demon hunting bullets, she only saw a mirror approaching from a distance, and only saw her own innocent and charming appearance reflected in that mirror.
That pretty face suddenly became distorted, with wrinkles, bloodstains, and patches of decay appearing on it.
”No!” Mrs. Sheren let out a mournful cry, as if she had witnessed the death of her lover.
Her skin quickly tinted greenish-green, and yellow pus oozed from the corners of her eyes.
Tentatively, Mrs. Sherron burned with quiet black flames from the inside out, as if she was repelling something.
Immediately afterward, a thick frost formed on the outside of the black flame, as if it was making a coffin for a deep sleep.
An invisible filament twisted and finally superimposed a color that was visible to the naked eye, and they wrapped the frost inside layer after layer, seemingly forming a huge cocoon.
Thud, thud, thud, the seal “3-0271” landed on the ground, rolled forward a few times, and stopped next to the huge “cocoon” of Mrs. Sheridan.
At that moment, there was a clanging sound, and Dunn crashed through the window frame and tumbled into the room.
He glanced at the breathless Cornelius, and his expression sank.
At that moment, the “cocoon” collapsed, the ice coffin disintegrated inch by inch, the black flames turned into fluorescent light, flying to the surrounding area.
Mrs. Xue Lun’s skin color returned to normal, eyes slightly tired, but no abnormalities.
Within her eyes was reflected Klein, who was still half lying on his back, and Dunn Smith, who had reached out and pressed his hand to his brow, closing his eyes.
An invisible ripple swept away, Mrs. Sherron’s eyelids stopped falling, and something viper-like wriggled underneath Dunn’s thin black trenchcoat, one after the other.
Understanding that the captain couldn’t control Mrs. Sherron for long, as he had done with the monster Bieber that time, Klein rolled again and grabbed the revolver that belonged to him that he had just dropped on the carpet.
He grabbed three silver hunting bullets in his left hand and shoved them into the holes familiarly.
Snap!
Klein closed the revolver and stood up, aiming at Mrs. Sherron with both hands on the gun, aiming for her brow.
Bang!
He took control of his body with his Joker powers and pulled the trigger.
The silver hunting bullet flashed and accurately hit the “fixed target”.
A bloodstain appeared on Mrs. Sheridan’s brow, but the bullet seemed to have passed through many layers of invisible obstacles and lost most of its power, failing to lift the other party’s skull.
Without hesitation, Klein fired two more shots and saw Mrs. Sheridan’s eyes suddenly open.
Bang! Bang!
A rain of blood along with white spots scattered, the beautiful Mrs. Sheridan turned into a broken corpse that could make every man have nightmares.
Her “double” had already been used up earlier.
Huff, puff, Klein hands down, left wheel pointing diagonally, gasping for breath, and only half of the head of Mrs. Sheridan fell to the ground softly, still outstanding figure, skin white and tender.
Dunn straightened up, opened his eyes, and lowered the hand pressed to his brow, his expression a little pale; he was clearly uninjured, yet he seemed to have lost a great deal of blood.
”If she hadn’t tried to kill one or two people before escaping, if the sealing object ‘3-0271’ hadn’t just rendered her when it mirrored her, we might have only been able to wound her …… “Dunn slowly stepped forward and walked over to Klein’s side, his voice unusually low.
If I didn’t have a special place, the battle had just begun ten seconds or so ago, Coenley and I would have been handed over at the same time …… Klein glanced sideways at Coenley, who was lying quietly in the black ashes, and spat out a breath:
”Captain, Cornley ……”
”I know ……” Dunn replied in a husky voice, “I made the mistake of being blinded by Lady Sherron, not realizing that she had long ago slipped out of the dream world.”
He paused for a moment and spoke again with a straight face:
”You must get used to it though, it is a normal thing for the night watchman to die on a mission, perhaps I will be next.”
Krynn was silent not knowing what to say in response, close by Kornleigh’s eyes were open and she was staring vacantly at the ceiling.
”May the Goddess bless you with true rest.” Dunn came to Coenley’s side and drew a Crimson Moon on his chest.
Then he crouched down and closed the eyes of the player.
May the goddess bless you, and there will be no more danger and madness within the serene dark night …… Klein also drew the Crimson Moon and prayed silently in his heart.
After a few seconds, he forcibly withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice:
”Captain, are we going to be psychic now?”
Dunn said with a slight, unseen nod:
”Do not try to ask the ‘Original Witch’ about anything, it is very dangerous.”
”I will stand guard so that no accidents disturb you.”
Without further delay, Klein pulled out various materials, quickly set up the altar, and began to channel the spirit.
After chanting the incantation, he took a step back and used the technique of “dream divination” to say:
”Mrs. Sherron’s accomplice.”
”Mrs. Sheridan’s accomplice.”
……
Seven times in a row, Klein enters the dream world and sees the spirit of Mrs. Sheridan in the gray sky.
He touched toward the transparent, illusory spirit, and what he saw before him changed dramatically.
It was somewhere in the night, dressed in black hooded robes, Mrs. Sheridan handed a bronze book to the round-faced and kindly “instigator” Tris, and after hearing the other party’s question on the name “witch”, slightly nervous low laugh:
”Haven’t you always wondered? You’ve always wondered why all of our executives are women. ……”
It’s really a witch sect ah …… Leonard’s guess is completely in line with the truth, he really has a big secret …… “Assassin” and “instigator “Assassin” and “Abettor” correspond to Sequence 7, which is “Witch”? Really pit …… Klein thought greasily.
Immediately after, the scene changed, Klein saw a deep hall, saw a narrow window high above, saw a woman draped in white holy robes.
She turned her back to Mrs. Sherron and smiled:
”By leaning into the ‘Original’, we can be sanctified, strengthened, redeemed, and escape the ultimate doom.”
Mrs. Sherron lowered her head and asked doubtfully:
”But why do we have to become women, since the ‘Original’ is a woman?”
”Does a woman symbolize destruction and disaster?”
The woman who had her back to Mrs. Sherron so that Klein could not see what she looked like replied calmly:
”No, men are the same, they are synonymous with war, which are two similar sequences.”