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!

Controlling, trying his best to attack the altar, but they still

which would waste at least a minute or

the All-Black Eye, or the Dark Emperor card that

reinforcements the only thing I can do? Or do I just watch helplessly as

and every item on his body, his

thought of

consequences, he reached into his pocket and grabbed something

Tap! Tap! Tap!

few steps forward, jerked his arm hard, and threw the object in his palm at

flash of bronze, the object

was an ancient,

the Master

the brass Master Key began

when its outer shell disappeared, the curse that was hidden within it appeared, connecting to the unknown area where Mr.

Empress Borough, the opulent

by the full-length window and worriedly looked into

a pale yellow that

huge golden retriever, Susie, sat beside her and also looked at the commonly seen

what the fog represented. She silently prayed to the Goddess and Mr. Fool that “They”

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

wind is coming… Audrey felt inexplicably

Borough, Holy Wind

outside of it, and then they surged towards the

Whoosh!

thick, accumulated fog was blown away, and the rich yellow

Whoosh!

branches fell to the ground as dust and dirt rose into the air, following the

Whoosh!

hats separate from their heads, and their bodies swayed so much that they had to hold onto

in the dock area felt as though they had returned to the port

and the factory district thinned, and the healthy population felt relieved of their

Boom! Boom!

leaped and

a downpour began to cleanse the

would’ve shared the same fate in this Great Smog as the commoners if it wasn’t for the respective protection they received. They would all be lambs waiting to be slaughtered…” Lady Despair sat on a rental carriage as she leisurely heard the

before had caused more than 20,000 deaths according to her calculations. Furthermore, there

digested most of my potion, but this is just a benefit I received as a matter of convenience… With large numbers of the population being wiped out, all this points to the Aurora Order and to the True Creator; no

beforehand; therefore, she didn’t have to worry about being surrounded by Backlund’s demigods at

the time they found traces of her, she would already be far away from the

to leave the carriage, her vision blurred and she saw a figure

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

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