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.

like a woman. The

veteran intelligence officer, Bakerland immediately identified the name of the

of the Secrets Suppliant pathway,

expert when it came

the bodies of others,

they emerge, the hosts would lose

Lord!” Eileen’s remaining head let out a low cry and closed

Bishop stretched out its right hand and tapped its chest four times

color of blood and the light from the flames reflecting in his eyes, he looked at Bakerland and took a sudden step forward with his right foot, passing through the

retreated once again as he suddenly raised

“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 embassy. They were military officials who had received permission from the Loen Kingdom. They

one Sequence 6, three Sequence 7s, and a combination of nearly ten Sequence

but it didn’t exit the premises.

the room had become

shouting, narrowed his eyes,

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

not to disturb you or come near,

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

of rules was, in fact, a distortion of them. The characteristic of using the power of authority to serve oneself made him think of another Sequence’s

of Corruption!” Bakerland

the Lawyer pathway, which was

Bakerland’s face suddenly turned

from the

you

Rose Bishop, no—Shepherd

to know

“Accept the Lord’s blessings…”

suddenly stiffened before he could finish his sentence. It was as though his joints were covered in rust, and he seemed to have turned

an instant. He took out a

to chat with me

emerged from his left breast pocket. It was the

his mouth and was about to speak when he heard a hollow voice that seemed

“You…”

curved goat horns with strange, sinister patterns sprouted from

forward, having transformed

was as if every one of his joints was firmly shackled. His

to your Lord.” Without further ado, a

back, about to throw the spear to pin the Shepherd to

7 Pyromaniac of the Conspiracist pathway

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

moment, Bakerland began 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

he derived from a mystical item, was lifted. The Shepherd was

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