Eileen clamped her mouth shut and angrily looked at the thin, smiling face of the ambassador, with a touch of terror.

Bakerland stretched out his right hand which was covered in a plume of orange flames that danced silently.

He took two steps forward, making a gesture as if he was pressing his palm against Eileen’s skin.

This made Eileen think of the descriptions in many novels in which cruel interrogators would use red-hot iron to brand their target’s body, bringing about an extremely painful experience.

“No, I can’t be that brutal to such a beautiful lady.” Bakerland suddenly stopped his outstretched right palm and chuckled softly.

He shook suddenly, turning the orange flame into a long red whip.

The long whip ignited the air around it which took on the form of thorns.

Pow!

Bakerland lashed his flaming whip at Eileen, burning her clothes and leaving a dark mark on her skin. Her face contorted as she screamed.

“Who sent you?” Bakerland asked again in a gentle voice.

Eileen’s lips quivered a few times before she finally opened them.

“It was…”

As Bakerland subconsciously listened for the answer, his eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.

Oh no! Bakerland jerked back and rolled to the ground.

In the spot where he had been standing, a flame rose up and formed a wall of fire.

Splat! Splat! Splat! Rain-like blood and flesh splattered against the wall and produced sizzling sounds.

Some of them penetrated the flame, leaving a thin trail of blood on the ground.

At the end of this path was the Intis ambassador, Bakerland, who had stood up once again.

He saw that Eileen’s abdomen had been torn open and two arms wrapped in viscous liquid were sticking out from inside.

With a sudden push of the two arms, a figure drilled its way out from the belly of the beautiful Eileen. “It” was covered in a thick, squirming blood-red liquid that continuously dripped down, and it was about the size of an adult male.

It was hard to imagine that a normal woman like Eileen, with no protrusion in her abdomen, would actually have such a thing hidden inside her body!

How was it stored in there!?

Boom!

The body below Eileen’s head exploded completely, turning into pure flesh and blood, surging into the form of a humanoid figure, and mixing with the dripping liquid to turn into a strange red robe.

appearance. It was so beautiful that it looked like a woman. The

As a veteran intelligence officer, Bakerland immediately identified the name of the corresponding Sequence

of the Secrets Suppliant pathway,

an expert when it came to

could hide inside the bodies of others, thereby avoiding all

the hosts would

out a low

Bishop stretched out its right hand and tapped its chest four times in the order of bottom

at Bakerland and took a sudden step forward with his right foot, passing through the wall of fire. He didn’t

as he

“Someone! Help me!”

capable assistant, Rosago, and several intelligence agents had been sent on a mission, there was still no lack of Beyonders in the

7s, and a combination of nearly ten Sequence

the room, but it didn’t exit the

as though the room had become

his shouting, narrowed

Bishop was in no hurry to act. He said with a chuckle, “It was by

to disturb you or come near, or let

and rules and made a slight distortion. If you want to escape this isolation, you have

a distortion of them. The characteristic of using the power of authority to serve

of Corruption!” Bakerland

was the Lawyer pathway, which was Sequence 6 of the Dark

turned extremely gloomy as he blurted out, “Shepherd! You’re

the Aurora Order? Mr.

are you assassinating

Bishop,

don’t need to know who I

“Accept the Lord’s blessings…”

sentence. It was as though his joints were

rapturously. The gloominess from before disappeared in an instant. He took out a white handkerchief from his left breast pocket and wiped the corner

were able to chat with me for so long. It

handkerchief was taken away, a thumb-sized head emerged from his left breast pocket. It was the head of a

and was about to speak when he heard a

“You…”

suddenly burgeoned, and his skin turned dark. Two curved goat horns with strange, sinister patterns sprouted from his head, as well as

moved three meters forward,

if every one of his joints was firmly shackled. His movements were stiff and slow, and his thoughts were starting

Shepherd, let me send you to your Lord.” Without further ado, a flaming long spear with a blazing white tip materialized in the middle of Bakerland’s right

to pin the Shepherd to the wall and

of the Conspiracist pathway had the ancient name,

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

to cough violently, coughing so hard that he felt as if he was about to spit out his heart and lungs. His flaming spear lost control from

was

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