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.

that it looked like a woman. The blood-red robe it wore looked like a blossoming flower under the illumination of the

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

of the Secrets Suppliant

was an expert when

could hide inside the bodies of others, thereby avoiding all

moment they emerge, the hosts would lose their

Eileen’s remaining head let out a low

its chest four times in the order of bottom to top,

Bakerland and took a sudden step forward with his right foot, passing through the wall of fire. He didn’t receive any damage from the fire, with only dark red liquid

as he suddenly raised

“Someone! Help me!”

his most capable assistant, Rosago, and several intelligence agents had been sent on a mission, there was still no lack of Beyonders in the embassy. They were military officials who had

Sequence 5, one Sequence 6, three Sequence 7s, and

around the room, but it didn’t exit the premises. The music outside didn’t stop and the ball

as though the room had become a completely isolated

shouting, narrowed his

Rose Bishop was in no hurry to act. He said with a chuckle,

told the guards not to disturb you or come near, or let anyone

distortion. If you want to escape this isolation, you have

What appeared to be the compliance of rules was, in fact, a distortion of them. The characteristic of using the

of Corruption!”

pathway, which was

his sentence, Bakerland’s face suddenly turned extremely gloomy as

the Aurora Order? Mr.

are you

Bishop,

don’t need to know who

“Accept the Lord’s blessings…”

he could finish his sentence. It was as though his joints were

from before disappeared in an instant. He took out a white handkerchief from

glad that you were able to chat with me for so long. It

his left breast

his mouth and was about to speak when he

“You…”

horns with strange, sinister patterns sprouted from his head, as well

meters forward, having transformed into

firmly shackled. His movements were stiff and slow, and his thoughts were starting

to your Lord.” Without further ado, a

the spear to pin the Shepherd to

Pyromaniac of the Conspiracist pathway had the ancient name, Fire

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

felt as if he was about to spit out his heart and lungs. His flaming spear

item, was lifted. The Shepherd

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