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.

woman. The blood-red robe it wore looked like a blossoming

officer, Bakerland immediately identified the name of

the Secrets

when it came to flesh and

this Sequence could hide inside the bodies

moment they emerge, the hosts

remaining head let out a low

hand and tapped its chest four times in the

he looked at Bakerland and took a sudden step forward with his right foot, passing through the wall of

as he suddenly raised

“Someone! Help me!”

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

6, three Sequence 7s, and

but it didn’t exit the premises. The music outside didn’t stop and

the room had become

his shouting, narrowed his

act. He said with a chuckle, “It was by your own will, the rules

to disturb you or

and made a slight distortion. If you

of rules was, in fact, a distortion of them. The characteristic of using the

of Corruption!”

pathway, which was Sequence 6 of the Dark Emperor

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

the Aurora

are you assassinating

Bishop, no—Shepherd

to know

“Accept the Lord’s blessings…”

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

from before disappeared in an instant. He took out a white handkerchief from his left breast pocket and wiped

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

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

Shepherd opened his mouth and was about to speak when he

“You…”

horns with strange, sinister patterns sprouted from

three meters forward, having transformed into a devil-like

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

the spear to pin the Shepherd

the Conspiracist pathway had the ancient name, Fire

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

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

a mystical item, was lifted. The Shepherd was

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