Part 2 Faceless Man Chapter 265 – “0” Level Seals in Action

　　As soon as she saw the stranger appear on the opposite side, Ms. Despair instantly condensed a sharp and crystalline ice lance in her palm and threw it at her target.

　　With the force of recoil, she attempted to crash backward through the carriage and into the street.

　　For this sudden situation, for the strange emergence of the enemy, she is not without doubt, on the contrary, she is very puzzled, do not understand how someone can be so fast to find their own movements hidden, which is as difficult as destroying a large city, or from the Becklander direct teleportation to the southern continent of the East Baylon.

　　But as a Sequence 4 “Desperate Witch”, who had grown up step by step from an “assassin”, she understood that she couldn’t be distracted and couldn’t talk nonsense at the critical moment, and that it wasn’t too late to think about all the problems afterwards.

　　Therefore, she chose to attack directly, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to disengage.

　　She could already imagine that wherever the ice lance passed, white frost coalesced, sealing the world in cold, and the strange woman with black hair and black eyes was frozen within the layers of crystals, and had to break through the obstacles with great difficulty before she had the strength to chase after her.

　　And by that time, she must have already left the street and blended into the crowd.

　　However, the image she was expecting did not present itself, the crystal dreamy ice gun had just had a chance to get out of her hand, and then it disappeared in mid-air without a sound, not knowing where it had gone.

　　Angel! The Despair Witch’s gaze condensed, black flames rose up around her body, spreading out the disease and intending to ignite everything around her, creating a large-scale fire.

　　At this instant, her body shuddered strangely and froze in place.

　　She saw her left hand disappearing centimeter by centimeter and spreading rapidly upwards, making it difficult to contain.

　　In her eyes, the pupils of the beautiful, dull female opposite her were deep and thickly black, as if they hid a pure, lightless darkness.

　　”You aren’t! You are ……”

　　The despairing witch’s words came to an abrupt end, and her entire being was like a sketch that had been quietly erased by an eraser without leaving a trace.

　　Her last eyes were full of fear and despair, and the seat she was in was empty, like no one had ever sat there before.

　　The woman with the beautiful face and dull expression pulled the hood of her classical robe, the corners of her mouth moved almost imperceptibly, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

　　……

　　On the outskirts of Queens, in a trackless public carriage.

　　Tris sat quietly in a corner wearing a veiled hat.

　　She didn’t head straight for the Tassock River and flee down the water as others thought she would, or head for the nearest railroad and climb aboard a train.

　　What she chose to do was to return to Berkland.

　　Only this metropolis with a population of over five million people, a mixture of various hidden forces, and many extraordinary people could help her escape the subsequent tracking of the Witch Cult!

　　At this moment, her spirit was highly tense, always on guard against the dreaded old butler Finkel.

　　Suddenly, her head dazzled for a moment.

　　When her vision returned to normal, she realized that she had magically left the public carriage and was standing beside a muddy road in the countryside.

　　Tris’s pupils contracted rapidly, and she looked around warily.

　　Then, she saw a figure clad in classical robes and a black hood, and noticed the other party’s black eyes hidden in the shadows.

　　For some reason, it was like Tris was back as a baby, so soft that she was completely defenseless.

　　Cold sweat seeped from her forehead, and her legs trembled violently, but her entire body was unable to move.

　　This is the most terrifying enemy I have ever faced …… Even the high level magical girl I saw before did not give me a similar feeling …… Am I going to die here …… Once and for all, straight up failure is not Is the escape operation that was willing to give up about to end completely?…… A thick sense of despair and uncontrollable sadness took over Tris’s mind, making it seem as if she was plunged into the deepest and most subdued nightmare.

　　Suddenly, the blue light flashed in front of her eyes, lifting the “curse” that prevented her from moving.

　　When Tris looked in front of her again, there was no longer that terrifying figure, everything just now seemed like the most real illusion.

　　But when Tris lowered her head, she was shocked to find that the sapphire ring on her left hand’s little finger had somehow split into pieces and lost all its luster.

　　Splat, splat, splat, the remains of the ring and the gemstone fell one after another.

　　……

　　Klein rolled and rolled, bypassing the collapsed stone pillar and Mr. A, who was being treated for his injuries, and ran to the entrance on the other side of the room.

　　As for the “master key” left behind, slowly coalescing points of characteristics, he did not even look at a glance, so as not to be blocked by Mr. A. He knew very well that the magical items are all in one place.

　　He knew very well that he might not be a match for the “Shepherd” even if he had all the magical items and was fully prepared, not to mention the fact that he only had an Aztec brass whistle and three types of extraordinary bullets, and not even a single match left.

　　Even if Mr. A has been seriously injured, Klein does not dare to take the risk, he has heard that “Shepherd” front sequence of “Rose Bishop” is extremely good at flesh and blood magic, in the treatment of physical injuries is not much worse than his own can transfer wounds!

　　Creak!

　　He pulled open the heavy door.

　　Outside, the natural light shone, the clouds in the sky were tinted with a thin yellowish color, and the sun was pale and dull.

　　Klein rushed out, realizing that the location was actually in the middle of a mountain, with peaks towering all around him, making the place unusually secluded.

　　Stomp, he frantically ran, not even take the mountain road, but by virtue of the “clown” of the body, directly along the slope down, sometimes rolling, sometimes with the help of the trees swing up.

　　Clattering!

　　He heard the sound of the river flowing, it was just ahead, just below!

　　But at that moment a gale blew and swept up behind him.

　　Crane made a split-second decision, his knees gave way, and he made a tumble toward the diagonal.

　　Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

　　The position where he originally stood and the direction in which he was advancing was cut with a deep gully by a wind blade.

　　Mr. A fell from the wind, his body draped in a cloak of blood that was still writhing.

　　He pointed his hand out, and chunks of flesh flew out from his body and expanded in midair, exploding violently.

　　Rumble!

　　Drops of blood and a little bit of meat foam flew across the ground, and Klein flipped sideways with his hand propped up, dodging most of it and ducking behind a giant tree.

　　The huge tree was splattered with blood holes, and traces of decay spread rapidly in all directions with them at the center.

　　Crane had already loaded his revolver in the midst of his run just now, and he was about to raise his hand and shoot Mr. A. in the eye when he saw a deep darkness emerge from the other man’s eyes.

　　Suddenly, Klein knew that although the scenery around him had not changed a little, but he had been dragged into the dream world by force.

　　He had killed a Nightmare, or at least a Nightmare. …… Klein stayed awake and saw Mr. A defy logic by flashing to the side, transforming into a long, bloody carpet that was impossible to avoid. The nightmare is a nightmare, or at least a nightmare.

　　Trying to rely on a nightmare and just scare my heart into stopping? Klein responded with a flash of thought.

　　This was his dream world, and awake he could simulate anything!

　　Thus, a pure, dazzling golden sun appeared in place, and bright, burning flames instantly ignited everything around him.

　　Klein imagined the image of the “Eternal Sun” that he had seen in the “Dream Divination”!

　　In almost no time at all, he left the dream and heard a muffled grunt.

　　Mr. A took a step back, and two strands of blood flowed out of his nose.

　　The surface of the robe made of flesh and blood flowed slowly, as if it had melted.

　　Snap!

　　Klein snapped his fingers, igniting the trees thirty to forty meters away.

　　Beneath his feet, the weeds that had long since withered and burned, upward flames rose and wrapped around his body.

　　Mr. A’s face, which was already too pretty to be male, suddenly gained a bit more feminine softness, and a crystal cold weightless ice gun coalesced in his hand, throwing it at the burning trees a few dozen meters away.

　　Klein had just leapt out of the pile of flames, and the dreamy transparent tip of the gun was reflected in his pupils.

　　The tip of the gun grew larger and clearer, taking up the entirety of his eyes.

　　Klein lunged out sideways, a thin layer of white frost covering his body surface.

　　The transparent spear then extinguished the flame and caused the thick layer of ice to spread rapidly in all directions, and was about to encompass Kraven within.

　　In mid-air, Kraven violently shrunk into a ball and half-turned his body so that his head was facing downwards.

　　Reaching out his left hand, he gently pressed it against the ice and once again rose up into the air, out of the cold realm, but the top layer of skin on his palm froze on contact and ripped off with a giggle.

　　Rolling to his feet, Kraven dug his hand into his coat pocket and drew out his homemade Sleeping Charm.

　　Just as he opened his mouth, ready to spit out the opening incantation, his nose suddenly itched and he sneezed hard.

　　Achoo! Ah-choo! Achoo!

　　He had a headache and fever, sneezing continuously, and was simply powerless to fight back.

　　Sick? Infected with a disease? Just as Klein realized this, he felt countless threads that were hard to see rolled over and wrapped himself into a mummy of sorts.

　　He was no stranger to similar experiences, and knew that this was the extraordinary ability of the “Witch of Pleasure”.

　　In the beginning, he relied on the use of charms, so that both the enemy and I fell into a sleep, and then use their own special, to get rid of the control, and now, Mr. A to maintain a distance of about 20 meters.

　　However, Klein was no longer just a “clown”, and his fingers, which could still move, snapped with a crunching sound!

　　All around him, the “spider silk” was set on fire, as if it had been transformed into a giant torch.

　　Klein jumped out of the crimson and started sneezing and coughing so hard that many of his extraordinary abilities interrupted themselves as he tried to use them.

　　At this point, the feminine softness of Mr. A’s face disappeared, and he took on more of a towering majesty.

　　He stretched out his right hand and gently shook it, and Klein instantly had the premonition that he would only be spinning in place if he ran away.

　　Mr. A, who was clad in blood-colored robes, revealed a cruel smile, and a transparent and illusory ancient tome appeared in front of him.

　　An ethereal and lofty voice followed:

　　”I come, I see, I record.”

　　Ah-choo! Cough! Cough!

　　Klein wanted to dodge, but he couldn’t do anything about it. At this moment, he had never experienced the power of the “Shepherd” before, and it was worthy of being the most comprehensive and the strongest extraordinary person under the demigods! Even though he hadn’t made any preparations and hadn’t been able to use many of his magical items, the fact that he had been suppressed to such a state and was unable to fight back was enough to explain a lot of things.