The Desire Apostle, who had once worn Patrick Jason’s skin, stopped in his tracks and looked around in bewilderment.

Only now did he vaguely realize that danger was approaching.

He was at the edge of a garden where the grass had withered due to winter and was revealing dark brown soil.

On the right side of the street, there weren’t many pedestrians on the weekday afternoon. At this moment, there were only a few people passing by, but they didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, a silver glint appeared in the eyes of the Desire Apostle, and a person decked out in full body armor emerged from the other side of the garden.

The armor was stained with congealed blood, diagonally from its left shoulder all the way down. It exuded a bewitching beauty and appeared to be extremely heavy. Every step it took slightly shook the ground.

Upon seeing this blood-stained silver armor, the Desire Apostle felt as if he couldn’t breathe properly, as if he had met his most terrifying nemesis.

How are they here so quickly? They saw through my ruse so quickly? The Desire Apostle regained his calm and coldbloodedness, fully focused on sensing the emotions and desires of the Beyonder inside the blood-stained silver armor.

However, to his despair, the silver armor completely blocked his Beyonder powers.

It was as if he had touched a rock, a piece of cold armor which had no one in it!

The Desire Apostle had no choice but to raise his right hand, spreading out his giant bat wings and bringing with it some blue flames that rapidly condensed.

At that moment, a silver light flashed from his right palm, and his thumb fell to the ground. The wound was extremely clean.

Amidst swooshing sounds and a flash of silver light, the remaining nine fingers of the Desire Apostle were severed. The suitcase he was carrying also fell to the ground with a thud.

The Desire Apostle’s pupils immediately contracted to a needle point, and he flapped the pair of huge bat wings on his back to escape in another direction.

The shadow under his feet shrank back without anyone realizing it, hiding in one spot.

The Desire Apostle had only taken two steps when countless silver lights burst out from his body like blooming fireworks.

The thick black liquid that covered his body splashed to the ground like raindrops. His forearm, arm, shoulders, ribs, neck, and other parts of his body broke off and smoothly slid downwards.

Splat. Splat. Splat. The pale, blood-stained intestines of the Desire Apostle splashed to the ground, along with his squirming stomach and his beating heart which had yet to cease.

The place where he stood was where the blood was the thickest. The further he went, the more splatted it looked, which when put together, they formed a beautiful flower of death.

A Sequence 5 expert, a Desire Apostle who had just completed an impossible assassination, was dismembered without any resistance.

This was a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact.

caused over a hundred thousand people to lose

Mitchell struggled to take two steps forward, sized up the dismembered body on the ground,

completely

and then added, “Different Devils have different characteristics. This Desire

Nighthawks and members of the Machinery Hivemind to “keep ordinary people at bay,” he

pocket watch and opened it. He asked with a serious expression,

locked onto him. I can sense its excitement,” Leonard said without

water with you and follow Leonard closely. Once there are any problem, switch with him immediately

The other team members

running in pursuit. Despite looking heavy,

few Red Gloves

members to that house. Watch the duke’s guards and anyone else

Ikanser subconsciously returned

the duke would be coming to this house today, to the point of precisely pinpointing the time, and

Ikanser was instantly enlightened.

Duke’s guards or someone trusted by him

way that

so-called “operation” wouldn’t have

a powerful clairvoyant.” Soest didn’t continue as he led a second batch of Nighthawks and followed the marks to reinforce

he led the rest of the Machinery Hivemind back to

whole of Backlund, and even

the darkness of the sewers, a shadow was advancing rapidly in a particular direction

making it inconvenient for him to move around in certain narrow areas of the sewers; thus, allowing him to shake him off

distance forward, it would stop, frozen in

was trying to produce new flesh and blood, but due to a lack of

out a painful gasp, feeling that he could

the threat of the problem he faced. He was also afraid that the terrifying blood-stained silver

entered the lounge and took

innocent private detectives. Therefore, he planned on heading above the gray fog to perform another

himself with a paper figurine, he sat in the seat of The Fool, conjuring Jason Beria’s handkerchief and trying to divine his current

the dark sewers. He saw a living shadow and how his body seemingly appeared to fill itself with flesh

scene climbed higher and arrived aboveground, revealing a

eyes and

to be heavily injured.

It must’ve been dropped when he was injured… Klein thought for a

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