Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 347
Running ahead of the group was Maric. His disheveled hair was completely blown back by the wind, and his expression was twisted and hideous.
He was even faster than a steam locomotive at its peak speed. With a whoosh, he arrived at the entrance to the clearing.
But even so, he was still unable to escape from his pursuers.
The closest figure to him was a man who had the same pale complexion as himself, with indistinct, dark patches on his face, as if they were healing marks from rotting wounds. The malice in his eyes was completely undisguised and unrestrained. He looked more like a zombie who was craving fresh flesh rather than a human being, and Klein guessed that he was Jason, a Sequence 6.
The distance between Jason and Maric remained within seven or eight meters, sometimes lengthening; sometimes shortening. This repeated again and again, as they ventured back and forth.
More than ten meters behind them, a figure was left far behind. It was a thin but muscular man; his hair was shaved very short, and his hair stood erect like spikes.
As he swung his arms, the tip of his palms flashed with a metallic light, reflecting the weak crimson moonlight. Those were black fingernails which were as long as daggers!
Werewolf Tyre… Klein chanted the person’s Sequence and name silently. In his mind, the wall that was splashed with blood appeared in his mind. It was a scene with intestines and limbs splattered all over the ground.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Maric used all his strength as he ran while Jason gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could. At some point, the healed dark spots on his face began to swell, as if some sort of rotten liquid was about to ooze out.
The two of them left the puddles of water and moist soil that were turning into white frost in their wake.
The withered weeds were lifted up by the wind created by the two of them. As they slowly fell down, they began to rot and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, a pale hand reached out of the frosted soil and accurately grabbed Jason’s ankle.
Pa!
Jason twisted his body and forcefully kicked out, breaking the hand’s wrist and sending it flying. The remaining stump’s flesh and blood had long since rotten, and white maggots struggled to squirm outwards.
Maric stopped, pinched his lips with his right hand, and let out a shrill whistle.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The soil in different parts of the clearing were lifted, and the expressionless corpses sat up.
At the same time, a chilly wind suddenly swirled. Countless transparent shadows seemed to have caught the scent of a bloody feast, and none of them wanted to fall behind as they rushed towards Jason. Some pulled his arms, some pulled his calves, and some even hugged his head.
Jason stopped and grunted.
The shadows flew out, one after another—some of them screamed miserably and disappeared, while others stayed in their original spots, lost.
At almost the same time, Maric and Jason both raised their right hands, thumbs held up beside their forefingers, with their index fingers aiming at each other.
exploded as black wisps of air billowed
disheveled hair withered in a blink of an
you’re still so weak. You still don’t understand how to use the power of desire!” Jason said with a low, hoarse
Tyre had already arrived at his side. As for Steve, the Sequence 5 Beyonder in charge of the operation, was nowhere
Sharron to come and save him,
red tongue and
will look like
Jason turn his head. His face
light blonde hair, exquisite
Pa!
struck out with both palms and gripped Werewolf Tyre’s neck. The
Wraith Sharron had attacked!
It grew strands of stiff black
showing its whites as his red tongue hung out and sticky saliva drooled down his
his right hand had accurately reached into his pocket. He had cracked
clearing, together with the warehouses, suddenly lit up
on Werewolf Tyre’s neck began to weaken, and
face broke into a smile that was both smug and cruel. His right hand took out a miniature “full moon” from his pocket,
a dark red accessory that constantly emitted a serene luster. Shaped like a full moon, it had crimson rubies embedded along its
her eyes instinctively and retreated
weight. She fell limply to the ground, her black and
Tyre raised the palm-sized round accessory high up into the air, laughing
would definitely be Jason, whose Sequence is higher than mine. Therefore, the Scarlet Lunar Corona was
is he
like I can only choose the best opportunity to strike myself… Klein frowned as he heard this, and
point, Werewolf Tyre was in no hurry to attack. He knew that the longer the effects of the Scarlet Lunar Corona lasted, the
eyes, which usually had a hint of savagery and madness, there was no longer any rationality in
Lunar Corona, but he was used to indulging in his desires,
Gasp!
a low, inhuman growl from his throat. His exposed skin
wore
endless rays of light burst
doll-like lady to form a bronze door, which was covered with mysterious patterns and filled with
door swung open with a creak and
in teeth or bloody, skinless arms, stretched out, crossed the void, and grabbed
hidden in the darkness behind the door,
he could even react, Jason was grabbed by the arms, and he was entangled by smooth and incorporeal tentacles! These tentacles were dark-green vines that had countless baby faces protruding
and laughing as they tried to drag
were completely controlled by his bloodlust and the urge to kill,
Gasp!
appeared on the worrisome-looking arm. The dark-green vines that protruded from the babies’ faces emitted painful groans as they
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