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.

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

Bakerland immediately identified the

Secrets Suppliant

Bishop was an expert when it

could hide inside the bodies of others, thereby avoiding all sorts

moment they emerge, the hosts would

Eileen’s remaining head let out

right hand and tapped its chest four times in

forward with his right foot, passing through the wall

again as

“Someone! Help me!”

there was still no lack of Beyonders in the embassy. They were military officials who had

Sequence 7s, and a combination of

but it didn’t exit the premises. The music

though the room had become a completely

his shouting, narrowed

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

guards not to disturb you or

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

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

of Corruption!”

the Lawyer pathway, which was Sequence 6 of the

he could finish his sentence, Bakerland’s face suddenly turned extremely gloomy as he blurted

you from the Aurora

you assassinating

Rose Bishop,

to know

“Accept the Lord’s blessings…”

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

instant. He took out a white handkerchief from his

to chat with me for so long. It

away, a thumb-sized head emerged from his left breast

speak when he heard a hollow voice that

“You…”

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

three meters forward, having transformed into a devil-like

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

of a 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

to throw the spear to pin

Pyromaniac of the Conspiracist pathway had the ancient name, Fire

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

was about to spit out his heart and lungs. His flaming spear lost control from his coughing and disappeared, inch by inch. His face flushed red and his forehead was scorching hot

mystical item, was lifted. The Shepherd was freed from his sluggishness and returned to

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