Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 213 “1-42”
The “Apostle of Desire”, who used to wear Patrick Jason’s human skin, stopped immediately and looked around in disbelief.
Until now, he hadn’t even vaguely sensed the danger.
He was at the edge of a garden, where the winter grass had withered away to reveal dark brown soil.
On the street to his right, pedestrians, few in the afternoon on a weekday, passed by sporadically without noticing anything unusual.
The “Apostle of Desire” eyes suddenly reflected a flash of silver, a full body armor from the other end of the garden came.
Its left shoulder was slanted downward, stained with a piece of congealed blood, revealing a demonic beauty, but itself seemed to be very heavy, causing the ground to shake slightly with every step.
At the sight of this bloodstained silver armor, the “Apostle of Desire” felt breathless, as if he had encountered the most terrifying natural enemy.
How could they come so fast? How did they recognize my trick so quickly? The “Apostle of Desire” regained his calmness and cold blood, and concentrated on sensing the emotions and desires of the extraordinary person inside the blood-stained silver armor.
However, to his despair, the silver armor completely blocked his extraordinary ability.
It was as if he had touched a stone, a cold armor without a wearer!
The “Apostle of Desire” had to raise his right hand and open his huge bat wings, with a slight blue flame coalescing quickly.
At that moment, his right hand’s tiger’s mouth flashed with silver light, and his thumb fell to the ground with a brush, neatly sliced.
Brush, brush, brush, between the flashes of silver, “Apostle of Desire” remaining nine fingers broken at the same time, he carried the suitcase also snapped on the ground.
The pupil of the “Apostle of Desire” immediately contracted like the tip of a needle, and immediately drummed up the pair of huge bat wings behind his back, and flew in another direction to escape.
The shadows on the soles of his feet unconsciously shrunk and hid themselves in a single point.
”Apostle of Desire” had just taken two steps when countless silver auras suddenly erupted from his body, like fireworks in full bloom.
The sticky black liquid that covered his body surface rained down, and his small arms, arms, shoulders, ribs, neck and other parts of the fracture smoothly spread out.
The pale, bloodstained intestines of the Apostle of Desire, his writhing stomach pouch, and his contracting, bulging heart all fell out, spilling onto the floor.
Where he was standing, the red blood was the thickest, and the further around he was, the more it splattered, forming a beautiful flower of death.
A Sequence 5 powerhouse, an “Apostle of Desire” who had just accomplished an impossible assassination, was split into pieces without any resistance.
This is the “Class 1” seal.
This was the “1-42” seal that had caused more than 100,000 people to lose their lives!
Leonard Mitchell, who was wearing that dreadful armor, took two hard steps forward, surveyed the broken corpses all over the ground, and pulled up his volume:
”He’s not completely dead!”
He paused and added:
”Different demons have different characteristics, this ‘Apostle of Desire’s’ is shadowed, he just abandoned his body, leaving only his shadow behind.”
While instructing some of the night watchmen and members of the “Mechanical Heart” to “keep ordinary people away”, “Requiem Master” Souster surveyed the scene and listened to Leonard’s words.
He took out his pocket watch, pressed it open and looked at it, and asked with a grave expression:
”Only ten minutes left, is that enough? Don’t try to be brave!”
”No problem! ‘1-42’ has already locked onto him, I can feel its excitement.” Leonard said without hesitation.
Thorst spread his five red-gloved fingers and said to the other night watchman:
”You guys take the hot water, stay close to Leonard, and at the first sign of trouble, replace it immediately and dig the ‘tub’ in place!
”And, leave a print, me and the rest of the team will follow soon.”
Stomp, stomp, stomp, the bloodstained silver armor began to run to catch up, seemingly heavy but incredibly fast.
Thorst watched the red-gloved men leave, and turned to look at Iconser:
”Deacon Bernard, you lead the remaining members of ‘Mechanical Heart’ to that house and watch over the Duke’s guards and anyone else alive at the scene.”
”Guarding?” Ikonser subconsciously asked back.
Solstice nodded gruffly:
”How could the ‘Apostle of Desire’ determine that the Duke would go to that house today, and even pinpoint a precise point in time, thus very appropriately luring away the ‘Singers of God’ in advance?”
It dawned on Ikonser instantly:
”Are you saying that a certain member of the Duke’s Guard or a certain person trusted by the Duke is an accomplice of the ‘Apostle of Desire’?”
Otherwise the timing difference could not have been grasped so well!
There would be no possibility of success for the so-called operation!
”Let’s just say that this reason has the highest probability, and it can’t be ruled out that there is a prophecy master hidden behind the ‘Apostle of Desire’.” Without further ado, Solstice led the second batch of Night Watchers, following the marks and reinforcing his teammates in front.
Iconser’s face was sober as he led the remaining Mechanical Hearts back towards the residence of Duke Negan’s mistress.
He looked up at the pale sun behind the thinning mist, knowing that the entire situation in Birkeland, and indeed the entire Kingdom of Ruin, and the entire world, would change as a result of today’s events.
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Inside the dark sewers, a shadow was clinging to the bottom of the stone wall, darting in a certain direction.
He was going to make use of the fact that the bloodstained armor was tall and heavy, making it inconvenient to move around in certain narrow areas of the sewers, to shake off the other party!
And every time this shadow traveled a certain distance forward, it would pause and freeze there.
His dark surface was continuously bulging and solidifying, as if it was going to grow new flesh and blood, but due to the lack of materials, it was impossible to succeed.
The “Apostle of Desire” let out a pained gasp, feeling that he could fall into an uncontrolled hell at any time in this state.
After a moment of relief, he didn’t care about reducing the danger of the problem, and continued to run for his life, fearing that the dreadful bloodstained silver armor had already crept up behind him.
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Inside the Kraig Club, Klein entered the lounge and walked over to the toilet with a newspaper.
He was worried that the “Apostle of Desire” had escaped early, leaving a hidden danger for himself, for Eisinger Stanton and Kaslana and other innocent private detectives, so he was ready to go to the gray mist above to do another divination, to confirm the other party’s current situation, so as to take a targeted strategy.
Repeating the previous process, Klein, who had replaced himself with a paper man, sat in the seat belonging to the Fool, materialized Jason Belyea’s handkerchief, and divined the other party’s current position.
In the gray dream world, Klein saw the unlit sewers, a living shadow, the other person who seemed to be trying to fill out into flesh and blood but always failing, and saw him fade into some tiny black dust.
The scene then drew up to the surface area, revealing a towering church.
The Cathedral of the Holy Winds …… Klein opened his lightly closed eyes and grasped the situation of the “Apostle of Desire”:
The other party is really not captured, but seems to be seriously injured, the state is very wrong, and there are a few strange!
His suitcase is also missing …… should have been discarded when he was injured …… Klein thought for a moment, using the way of divination, recalled the map of Beckland, and made it appear in front of him.
Similarly, he also made out a rough layout of the Bakerland sewers.
-Once making full use of the sewers, he had been collecting similar information, focusing on the Eastern District, the Bakerland Bridge area and the Chorwood District itself, and after hard work, he had long since accomplished the first stage of his goal, figuring out the main layout of the sewer network, and then trying to refine it, it would take a very long time to persevere, and there were times that Klein even wanted to sneak into the Bakerland Town Hall and directly peek at the corresponding design drawings.
According to the two maps and the images he saw in the previous “dream divination”, Klein found that the “Apostle of Desire” Beria did not flee in the direction of the Tassock River, but instead headed straight to the Hillside District, seemingly wanting to pass through this area to enter the area of Queens that has an artificial lake. The area of Queens with the artificial lake.
”That is to say, he is getting closer and closer to me ……,” Klein’s mind moved, suddenly had an idea.
Although I can not be sure from which sewer he will pass by, but I can combine the way of divination to judge …… he was seriously injured, the state is very strange, the interference in this area has become extremely weak, the distance is not far away from the case, it is not out of the question to find, after all, I once saw his real appearance, and have a grasp of some of the atmosphere …… find people, I am a professional …… must do something, can not let him just run away! Time is not too late! After confirming the level of danger, Klein made up his mind and returned to the real world.
He took out a candle and quickly set up a ritual, summoning himself and responding to himself.
Not long after, a figure wearing black armor, a black crown and a cloak of the same color appeared in the washroom, and it was Kraven, who had taken on a spiritual form and carried the “Black Emperor” card.
He also “included” magical items such as the “Sun Brooch” and “Biotoxin Vial” to make sure everything was in order.
Then, he disappeared into the air and left the Krag Club from another direction.
At this time, Kraven could fly, so he was extremely fast, but he didn’t make wind noise because he was a spirit body.
He “scraped” through a tree, taking a dead branch with him.
Using the real appearance of Jason Belyea that he had seen before, the scent he had memorized, and the handkerchief as a medium, Klein used his “divination staff method” and combined it with the layout map to quickly identify the sewer where the other party had passed through.
Drilling into the dark and foul-smelling place, Klein passed through a large number of narrow areas with the fastest speed, and entered a more spacious area.
The dark river flowed and the mixed smells filled the surroundings, and he adjusted his direction from time to time to keep up with Jason Belyea.
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”The Apostle of Lust nearly lost control again, and paused, clinging to the damp walls and cold pipes, trying to reign in his bloodlust and desire to kill.
Whew, whew, the thin shadow rose and fell.
Just then, he jerked his head around and looked to where he had just passed.
The black full body armor and black crown were the first thing that caught his “eyes”, outlining a majestic figure.
Behind the figure, the weightless cloak swayed gently as he walked forward.
……
”It’s nearby!”
A bloodstained, heavy silver armor climbed down the iron ladder and climbed into the sewers from the entrance.