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.

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

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

Secrets Suppliant pathway,

Rose Bishop was an expert when it came to flesh

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

they emerge, the hosts would lose their

head let out a low cry

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

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

again as he

“Someone! Help me!”

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 were the defensive forces

Sequence 7s, and a combination of nearly ten Sequence

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

room had

shouting, narrowed his

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

you or come near, or

your will and rules and made a slight distortion. If you want to

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

of Corruption!”

was the Lawyer pathway, which was Sequence

finish his sentence, Bakerland’s face suddenly turned

from the Aurora Order?

you

Rose Bishop, no—Shepherd

need to

“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

The gloominess from before disappeared in an instant. He took out a

with me for so long. It

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

speak when he heard a

“You…”

strange, sinister patterns sprouted from his head, as well as wings behind his back that reeked of sulfur when

three meters forward, having transformed

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

Devil? As expected of a Shepherd, let me send you to your Lord.” Without further ado, a flaming long

throw the spear to pin

7 Pyromaniac of the Conspiracist pathway had

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

his heart and lungs. His flaming spear lost

a mystical item, was lifted. The Shepherd was freed from his sluggishness

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