The Faceless Man Chapter 264 – A Fool’s Thousand Thoughts
The first thing that caught Klein’s eyes was the altar surrounded by layers of light, and the tall and thin figure standing inside the altar.
The figure had removed his hood, revealing a beautiful and demonic female-like face, while his left chest, shoulder, abdomen, and thighs were covered with writhing, slimy, and disgusting flesh and blood.
Around him, the light layer was filled with illusory and transparent figures, overflowing with feelings of numbness, despair, pain, and depression.
And beyond the altar, the four figures that had prayed earlier had collapsed, their skin dry and shriveled, tightly wrapped around their bones, like corpses that had weathered for years.
Above the entire hall, a glow came through the void and flew down the stone pillars, floor, and air covered with symbols and magical markings, and threw itself into the altar.
Klein had just come out of hiding when Mr. A had opened his eyes and looked over to where he was.
His pupils were stained with the color of blood, and extreme madness was hidden in his indifference.
Any other extraordinary person would have subconsciously averted his gaze and not dared to look at him, but Klein, who had faced the “Eternal Sun” and seen the “Blasphemer” Amon, was not afraid of him and calmly pulled the trigger, letting a silver-colored bullet inscribed with many patterns The “Demon Hunting Bullet” shot out and ran towards the altar.
Mr. A, who witnessed this scene, subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but in the end stopped, and watched indifferently as the silver bullet drilled into the light layer around the altar.
Without a sound, the patterned “Demon Hunting Bullet” melted and disappeared within the layers of light, engulfed by an uncountable amount of resentment and negative emotions.
In the end, it completely disintegrated without leaving a trace.
Klein’s eyes narrowed, and with a series of thumps, he shot out all the remaining bullets in his revolver, the light golden “purification bullets” and the “exorcism bullets” that blossomed with a golden aura in the brass color, successively penetrating into the layers of light around the altar.
However, they also disintegrated and disappeared, failing to create the slightest ripple.
Mr. A laughed hoarsely:
”It’s useless, little reptile, the ritual has officially begun, and it can’t be broken or interrupted with your power, not even a Sequence 5 Extraordinary can do it!
”But you are also lucky, you will live to witness my Lord’s descent into k’s body.”
After saying that, Mr. A stopped paying attention to Klein and closed his eyes again, as if the other party was indeed just a tiny worm.
The “shepherd” half raised his hands in a gesture of open embrace, and cried out in the ancient Hermetic language:
”Lord of all creation;
”The Lord behind the curtain of shadows;
”The fallen selfhood of all living beings.
”Your devout followers pray for Your coming;
”I would give my body that it might serve as a vessel to bear Your great will!”
At the sound of the prayer, a sudden light descended from the unknown above Mr. A’s head, enveloping him completely.
A tidal wave of unwilling resentments and deposited negativity that had turned into silhouettes around him rolled inward and surged into Mr. A’s body.
Bang, bang, bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and maneuvered the flames, attacking the altar as hard as he could, but they continued to irresistibly disintegrate, extinguish, and dissolve within the surrounding layer of light, without any effect.
What to do? All my other magical items are on top of the gray mist, and to remove them I must first perform a ritual, which will waste at least a minute or two, and an unprotected physical body would be very dangerous …… What to do? Klein rationalized stopping the attempt and stood there, his thoughts electrifying.
Moreover, no matter whether the sun brooch, biotoxin vials, all-black eyes, or only raise the level of the “Black Emperor” card, seems to be unable to break through the barrier of the altar!
Can we only wait for Ms. Justice to find reinforcements in time? Or just watch the “Real Creator” descend? Kraven’s spirit was tense, and his thoughts were flashing as he quickly thought about what he could do to counteract the situation.
He filtered through his belongings one by one, his palms sweating unconsciously.
Suddenly, something came to him!
Too late to consider the consequences, he reached into his coat pocket and grabbed an item full of metallic texture.
Stomp!
Klein took a few steps forward and flung his arm with force, throwing the item clutched in his palm out towards the altar.
With a flash of brass-colored glow, the item entered the cascading layers of light.
It was an ancient key.
It was the Universal Key.
Within the layers of light, the brass-colored “universal key” began to disintegrate and melt.
When its outer shell disappeared, the curse contained inside was directly revealed, connecting the unknown place of Mr. Door.
……
Queens, Count Hall’s luxury villa.
Audrey stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking worriedly into the distance.
She saw the fog in the sky gradually thickening, the pale yellow coloring the iron black, and slowly rendering in her direction.
”Something’s not right about this.” Suzie, the big blonde dog, crouched next to her, similarly gazing out at the otherwise common haze.
Well, I hope it’s not too late to stop …… Audrey didn’t know what the mist represented, but only silently prayed to the goddess and Mr. Fool in her heart, asking the Ks not to let the “Primordial Witch” Suddenly, she realized that there was a fog outside the window.
Suddenly, she noticed that the branches of the trees outside the window began to shake, and the glass trembled slightly.
”The wind is coming ……” Audrey felt inexplicably joyful.
The Cathedral of the Holy Winds, Jorwood District.
A terrifying storm visible to the naked eye suddenly surfaced outside it, and then drummed up unimaginable hurricane force winds to the east.
Whoosh!
The deposited fog was blown away, and the rich yellow and iron blackness flew and faded.
Whoosh!
A dry tree branch fell to the ground, dust and dirt raised up into the air and went far away with the fog.
Whoop!
Many pedestrians’ hats left their heads and their bodies shook so much that they had to hold onto trees or walls.
It was as if the sailors in the dock area had returned to the port city and were witnessing a typhoon.
The smoke in the East End and factory districts lightened, and the mild discomfort of the healthy populace was relieved.
Rumble! Rumble!
Lightning jumps and thunder explodes.
They quickly subsided and the crashing rain began to wash the earth.
”The Storm Church’s response this time is fast Well …… there are also reasons why we acted in advance and were not too well-prepared …… Oh, those middle class, those rich people, if they don’t have the appropriate protection, in such a ‘fog’, there is no difference with the civilians, they are all lambs to be slaughtered …… “Ms. Despair sat in a rented carriage, leisurely listening to the sound of the rain pounding on the glass windows.
Even if it was destroyed in time, according to her estimation, the “haze” just now could directly cause more than 20,000 deaths, and the subsequent spread of the plague.
In this way, my magic potion is also almost digested, but this is only incidental gains …… traces of the disappearance of a large number of people will be wiped out, pointing to the Aurora Society, pointing to the “real Creator”, no one can guess what the royal family really want to do! …… I should leave and take Tris …… Ms. Despair thought in a good mood.
Her movements were secretive, and she had taken care of them beforehand, so she didn’t have to worry about being blocked by the demigods of Beckland in a short period of time.
By the time the other party found traces, she was already far away from the city!
Just as Lady Despair was about to leave the carriage, she saw a silhouette in front of her eyes.
The figure sat across from her, a young woman, draped in classical robes with a hood, with black eyes and hair, and a beautiful but dull face.
……
After throwing the “master key,” Klein took hold of the Aztec brass whistle and held his breath, waiting for the result.
If his idea fails to materialize and the barrier of the altar remains unbroken, then he will use the Aztec whistle to see if he can get help from the “messenger”.
If not, he would go into the gray fog and bring out the “Black Emperor” card and other items, trying every possibility and fighting until the last second!
At this moment, it was still in the afternoon, there was no Crimson Moon, let alone a clear full moon, so Klein lacked enough confidence in the curse contained within the “Master Key”, and only hoped that the dissolving effect of the altar barrier would threaten its existence, and cause it to react instinctively, such as communicating with the “Door” in the opposite direction! Mr. “Door” to send out K’s cry for help.
In just a second or two, Klein saw the Key disintegrate into the tiniest particles of light and an illusory, distorted scarlet.
The scarlet was struggling hard in the fast fading, and exploded violently!
In an instant, Klein lost his hearing, and saw countless figures of resentment and unwillingness within the layer of light tilting their heads and letting out miserable screams.
They changed rapidly, colored black and green, and grew a second brain, a third eye, or a fifth leg ……
They intersected into a torrent and surged into Mr. A’s body.
Mr. A opened his eyes with a sudden burst, and underneath the pale blood color was disbelieving astonishment.
Immediately afterward, the entire light layer around the altar twisted and collapsed.
Rumble!
A huge explosion spread outwards from the center of the altar, setting off a terrifying wind and waves.
Ka-ching! The four nearest thick stone pillars instantly snapped, and the distant Klein only had time to make a rolling motion before he was sent flying by the shockwave.
Bang!
He crashed into the wall and flattened out at once, turning into thin paper.
That thin paper was quickly torn apart by the following wind and waves, spilling out into the surroundings.
Klein himself appeared in the corner, using the wall to fight against the wind and waves generated by the explosion.
The destructive effect of the “Universal Key” was beyond his imagination!
The curse that had been forcibly dissolved did react instinctively, transmitting Mr. Door’s cries, and the voice of the at least angelic exile tainted the ritual with resignation and numb despair, and the altar lost its balance, and headed for self-destruction!
The wind and waves subsided a little, and Klein rushed out to confirm the results.
The illusory silhouette and oppressive feeling that passed through the mid-air had disappeared, and the entire altar was only a bit of debris.
Mr. A’s body leaned forward and knelt beside the collapsed stone pillar, missing an arm, half of his face and many of his internal organs, while the only remaining eye was filled with hatred carved into his bones.
However, those wounds were soon covered by writhing flesh and blood.
After taking such a look, Klein didn’t hesitate and ran away.
For him, destroying the descent of the “real Creator” is the ultimate goal, if he doesn’t leave now, will a Sequence 6 have to stay and have dinner with Mr. A, the “Shepherd”, to welcome the New Year?