Part 2 the faceless man chapter 36 the assassination
Erin closed her mouth tightly, looking at Mr. Ambassador with a bit of fear in her anger and a thin face and a warm smile.
Beckiron held out his right hand, covered with a layer of orange-red flames that leapt silently.
He took two steps forward and made a gesture of pressing this palm into Erin’s skin.
It reminded Erin of many fictional depictions of cruel inquisitors who would brand their target’s body with a red-hot iron, delivering an extremely painful experience.
”No, you can’t be so rough on a beautiful young lady.” Beckiron suddenly stopped his forward-stretched right palm and laughed softly.
With a violent shake, he shook the layer of orange-red flames into a long red-colored whip.
This long whip burned the air around it, and the knots were barbed.
Snap!
Beckiron swung out the whip of flame and smacked into Ayrin, causing her clothes to scorch and bloom, a deep black branding mark appeared on her skin, and caused her face to twist and scream out in misery.
”Who sent you?” Beckiron asked again in a gentle tone.
Erin’s lips mumbled a few times before finally opening:
”It was …….”
Just as Beckiron subconsciously listened to the answer, a blood color was suddenly reflected in his eyes.
Not good! Beckiron violently leaned backward and landed in a tumble.
And at the spot where he stood before, there were flames that leapt up with a roaring sound, forming a blazing wall.
Poof poof poof! Raining blood and flesh splashed out, hitting the wall of fire, and the obsidian poltergeists were killed!
Some of them penetrated the layer of flames and spread a sparse blood-colored speckled path on the ground.
This path ended at none other than the reared up Intis Ambassador Beckiron.
He saw Erin’s abdomen ripped open, and saw two arms wrapped in viscous liquid sticking out of it.
These arms snapped open and a figure emerged from the belly of the beautiful lady Erin, covered in a bloody, slimy, writhing, dripping liquid, the size of an average adult man.
It was hard to imagine that Irene, who was a normal woman without a bulging belly, had such a thing hidden inside her!
How could this be hidden!
Bang!
Erin’s body below her head completely exploded into pure flesh and blood, gushing onto the humanoid figure and mixing with the dripping liquid to form a grotesque red robe.
The figure revealed its own face, a beautiful and demonic female-like face, and the blood-colored robe on “it” was like a blooming flower under the firelight.
”Bishop Rose!” As a veteran intelligence officer, Beckrand immediately associated the corresponding sequence name.
Sequence 6 of the “Secret Prayer Man” pathway, “Bishop Rosebud”.
Every “Rose Bishop” was an expert in flesh and blood magic!
An extraordinary person in this sequence can hide inside other people’s bodies to avoid detection.
But when he comes out, the host will lose his life.
”For the Lord!” What was left of Erin’s head shouted down and closed her eyes forever.
”The Bishop of Roses” stretched out his right hand and nodded four times on his chest, in the order of down up, right and left.
His eyes, reflecting the color of blood and the light of the fire, then looked at Beckrand, and his right foot took a sudden step forward, passing through the wall of fire without suffering a single burning injury, except for a dark red liquid that continued to drip.
Beckiron stepped back again, suddenly raising his voice:
”Incoming!”
”Help!”
Although his most capable aide, Rosago, and several intelligence officers had already been sent out, there was still no shortage of extraordinary people in the embassy, the military officials who had received permission from the Kingdom of Ruen, the explicit protection force here!
One Sequence 5, one Sequence 6, three Sequence 7s, as well as Sequence 8 and Sequence 9 which added up to close to ten.
Beckiron’s voice echoed continuously in the room, but it couldn’t get out in any way, the music outside hadn’t changed, the dance hadn’t stopped.
It seemed to have become a separate and isolated world!
”This ……” Beckland rationally stopped shouting, narrowed his eyes and looked around.
The “Rose Bishop” was not in a hurry to make a move, and said with a low laugh:
”It is your own will, your own rules.”
”You told the guards before, don’t disturb, don’t come close, don’t let anyone come over.”
”Well …… I amplified your will your rules, made a slight twist, you want to break this interval, you must overcome yourself.”
Beckiron’s face changed slightly, thinking of the name of another sequence from this characteristic of seemingly obeying the rules, but actually making distortions and constantly drawing on the forces of order to serve himself.
”Baron Corruption!” Beckiron roared out in a low voice.
This was Sequence 6 of the “Lawyer” pathway, also known as the “Black Emperor” pathway.
Before the words left his mouth, Beckrand’s face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he added offhandedly:
”Shepherd! You are the Shepherd!”
”Who are you from the Aurora Council, Mr. A?”
”Why did you assassinate me?”
The “Bishop of the Roses,” no, the “Shepherd,” laughed:
”You don’t need to know who I am.”
”Accept the Lord’s favor …….”
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly froze, his joints seemed to be full of rust, and his whole body lurched, seemingly turning into a puppet.
Beckiron smiled, the gloominess of a moment ago instantly disappearing, he drew out the white handkerchief in his left breast pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth, saying:
”I’m glad you were able to talk to me so much and gave me enough time.”
After the white handkerchief was removed, his left breast pocket revealed a thumb-sized head, the head of a puppet with black eyes!
The “shepherd” opened his mouth and tried to speak, but all he heard was a hollow voice that seemed to come from a distance:
”You ……”
After a moment’s pause, his body suddenly swelled, his skin became deep black, two curved goat horns with sinister patterns sprouted from his head, and his back flapped with wings that smelled of sulfur.
The “shepherd” approached three meters, turning into a demonic creature.
But even so, he still looked as if he was securely chained to every joint, his movements stiff and sluggish, and his thoughts began to blur.
”You still have ‘demonic’ abilities? Not bad for a ‘shepherd’, let me send you to your Lord.” Without further ado, Beckran coalesced a flaming lance with a blazing white tip in his right palm.
He bent down and swung his arm, about to throw the lance, pinning the “shepherd” to the wall and burning him to ashes.
The corresponding Sequence 7 of “Conspirator” is called “Arsonist”, and the ancient name is “Pyromancer”!
Ahem! Cough, cough, cough!
At that moment, Beckland coughed violently, as if he was going to spit out his heart and lungs, coughed until the flame lance lost control and dissipated, coughed until his face turned red and his forehead burned.
The effect he had on his enemy with the help of the magical object was lifted, and the “shepherd” got rid of the stagnation and returned to normal.
”Why do you think I’m talking to you so much? How does it feel to have severe pneumonia and an unstoppable cough?” The demonic face asked with a hooked mouth.
As soon as he heard those words, Beckiron remembered his enemy’s beautiful demonic-like female appearance when he first appeared, and spoke out in remorse:
”Ahem, disease!”
”You, ahem, killed a, ahem, pain witch!”
The “Shepherd” undid his demonization and his body became shadowed and layered.
He heckled:
”No, I just accepted the gift of the Dark Saint.”
”I know that ‘conspirators’ always have all sorts of ways, so I’m going to use my strongest ability next to keep you from getting your hopes up unnecessarily.”
A booklet, transparent and blurry, appeared in front of him.
This ancient tome flew and flipped, and was accompanied by a low chant:
”I come, I see, I record.”
”As long as I have recorded it, I can use it once, this is an ability that the Dark Saint has specially shown me, although it can only be half as effective as the original, it is still enough.” The “Shepherd’s” voice became ethereal, and his body was wrapped in the darkness that poured out from the tome.
He quickly turned into a small giant of two meters and three quarters, his body covered in black, cold armor, with only where his eyes were located, flickering with two balls of crimson light.
This Dark Knight raised the straight and ghostly greatsword in his hand, took a step forward, and violently made a slash.
”No!”
”Why?”
The layers of flames gushing out from his body were cleaved apart as Beckrand’s miserable screams were heard, and the various rays of light that kept erupting were cleaved apart.
Splat! Beckrand fell to the ground, not the slightest bit of blood spilled out of the severed mouth, even his soul seemed to have been corroded and obliterated by the dark and ghostly longsword that seemed to be non-existent.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Beckland’s body erupted out of control of those fire masses, exploded the room collapsed, shaking the glass clanging, and at this time, because of his own will generated by the isolation has disappeared with his death.
The “shepherd” did not stay, and did not wait for the extraordinary characteristics to be analyzed, resumed the appearance of the shadow just now, seized the opportunity that the embassy’s military officials had not yet arrived, ran through the layers of walls, into the darkness outside.
……
At 15 Minsk Street, Klein paused for a moment with his right palm gripping the handle.
He decided it would be better to flip a coin safely before opening the door.
Since Ian had already been here, and the revelation he’d seen in his dreams had appeared, danger could strike at any moment!
Meditating on the words “outside visitors bring danger”, Klein flicked a quarter-penny copper coin upwards and watched as it landed in his palm, numbers facing upwards.
Negative …… Klein muttered silently to himself, and probed his palm to twist the handle.
But he did not let his guard down, knowing that there was a Sequencer in the same pathway on the Ambassador’s side who could interfere with his divination.
If it was the other side, it was normal to get the wrong answer!
Unfortunately, there was no time or opportunity to go above the gray mist to confirm …… Klein used his spiritual vision to look through the wooden boards for a while and didn t find any problems, then pulled open the door of the room and took two steps backward.
The Sheriff Farthing outside in the black and white checkered uniform removed his hat and said with a serious look on his face:
”The people up here sent me to tell you to be safe tonight as well as tomorrow, and watch out for strangers.”