The first thing Klein saw was the altar, which was surrounded by layers of light, and the tall, thin figure standing in it.

The figure took off its hood, revealing a beautiful, devilishly feminine face, with a left chest, shoulders, abdomen, and thighs all covered in squirming, sticky, disgusting flesh and blood.

His surroundings were filled with illusory, transparent shadows that brimmed with feelings such as numbness, despair, pain, and depression.

Beyond the altar, the four figures which were praying had fallen. Their skin was shriveled, and their bones were tightly wrapped, like corpses that had been eroded for many years.

At the top of the hall, rays of light pierced through the air, quickly entering the altar through the stone pillars, floor, and air that were filled with symbols and magic labels.

As soon as Klein emerged from his hiding place, Mr. A opened his eyes and looked in his direction.

His pupils were dyed with blood, and an extreme madness was contained within his cold eyes.

If it were any other Beyonder, they would’ve subconsciously looked away, not daring to look him in the eye. But Klein, who had faced the Eternal Blazing Sun and met Blasphemer Amon, wasn’t afraid of this. Calmly pulling the trigger, he sent a silver demon-hunting bullet engraved with many patterns flying towards the altar.

Witnessing this scene, Mr. A subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but he stopped in the end. He watched indifferently as the silver bullet drilled into the layer of light surrounding the altar.

Silently, the patterned demon-hunting bullet melted and disappeared under the layers of radiance, engulfed in untold resentment and negative emotions.

In the end, it completely disintegrated, leaving not a single trace of it behind.

Klein’s pupils shrank as he shot the rest of the revolver’s bullets. The pale golden purifying bullets and the bronze exorcism bullets shot out, piercing through the radiant barrier one after another.

However, they disintegrated in the same way and disappeared without creating the slightest ripple.

Mr. A laughed hoarsely.

“It’s no use, puny worm. The ritual has already officially begun, and with your strength, it cannot be broken or interrupted. Even if you’re a Sequence 5 Beyonder!

“But you’re also fortunate. You will live to witness the coming of our Lord, and be integrated into his body.”

With that, Mr. A. ignored Klein and closed his eyes again, as if he was indeed nothing but a puny worm.

The Shepherd raised his hands in a gesture of open arms and shouted out in ancient Hermes, “The Lord that created everything;

“The Lord who reigns behind the curtain of shadows;

“The degenerate nature of all living things.

“Your devout believers pray for your coming;

“I am willing to offer my body as a vessel to bear the burden of your great will!”

Amidst the prayers, a light from an unknown source appeared above Mr. A’s head, completely enveloping him.

The grievances and negative emotions that were gathered around Mr. A surged into his body like a tidal wave.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

trying his best to attack the altar, but they still couldn’t resist being

fog. To take them out, I need to hold a ritual, which would waste at least a minute or two, and a body without protection would be very dangerous… What should I do? Klein rationally stopped his attempts and stood there, his

Bottle, the All-Black Eye, or the Dark Emperor card that raised his

Justice’s call for reinforcements the only thing I can do? Or do I just watch helplessly as the True Creator descends? Klein tensed

every item on his body, his palms

thought

reached into his pocket and grabbed something

Tap! Tap! Tap!

steps forward, jerked his arm hard, and threw the

the object

an ancient,

the Master

brass Master Key began to

hidden within it appeared, connecting to the unknown area where Mr.

Borough, the opulent villa

stood by the full-length window and

thickening, turning a pale yellow that was dyed iron-black as it slowly spread

retriever, Susie, sat beside her and

it can be stopped in time… Audrey didn’t know what the fog represented. She silently prayed to the Goddess and Mr. Fool

the branches outside the window were beginning to shake and the glass

wind is coming… Audrey felt

Holy

storms that were visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared outside of it, and

Whoosh!

fog was blown away, and the rich yellow and iron-black colors quickly faded

Whoosh!

to the ground as dust and dirt rose into the air,

Whoosh!

and their bodies swayed so much

dock area felt as though they had

Borough and the factory district thinned, and the healthy population

Boom! Boom!

leaped and thunder

downpour began

this time… It also has to do with us bringing the operation forward and not being fully prepared… Heh heh, those in the middle-class and the tycoons would’ve shared the same fate in this Great

the haze from before had caused more than 20,000 deaths according to her calculations. Furthermore, there would be the subsequent spread of the

population being wiped out, all this points to the Aurora Order and to the True Creator; no one could

were kept secretive, and she had taken care of everything beforehand; therefore, she didn’t have to worry about being surrounded by Backlund’s demigods

of her, she would already

the Lady Despair was about to leave the carriage, her

across her. It was a young woman in a hooded classical robe, with black eyes and hair, and a beautiful but dull

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