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.

appearance. It was so beautiful that it looked like a woman. The blood-red

Bishop!” As a veteran intelligence officer, Bakerland immediately

the Secrets Suppliant pathway, Rose

was an expert when it came to flesh and blood

the bodies of others, thereby avoiding all

moment they emerge, the hosts would lose

let out a low cry and

tapped its chest four times in the order of bottom to

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 wall of fire. He didn’t receive any damage from the fire, with only dark

as he suddenly

“Someone! Help me!”

of Beyonders in the embassy. They were military officials who had received permission from the Loen Kingdom. They were the

5, one Sequence 6, three Sequence 7s, and a combination of nearly ten Sequence 8s and

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

as though the room had

stopped his shouting, narrowed

chuckle, “It was by your own will, the rules that were

you or come near, or

distortion. If you want to escape

was, in fact, a distortion of them. The

Corruption!”

which was Sequence 6 of the

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

the

you

Rose Bishop, no—Shepherd

need 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

in an instant. He took out a white handkerchief from his left

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

thumb-sized head emerged from his left breast pocket. It was the

when he

“You…”

dark. Two curved goat horns with strange, sinister patterns sprouted from his head, as well as wings behind

Shepherd instantly moved three meters forward,

as if every one of his joints was firmly shackled.

of a Shepherd, let me send you to your Lord.” Without further ado, a flaming long spear with a blazing

bent his back, about to throw the spear to pin the Shepherd to the wall and

pathway had the ancient name, Fire

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

if he 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

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

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