Unlike mainland cities such as Backlund, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, colonial islands such as Bansy Harbor lacked gas. The lamps lining the two sides of the street were sparse. They had candles caged in glass, waiting to be lit.

Unfortunately, the wind had picked up early, so no one went out in the evening. The candles didn’t shine at the predetermined time, and the road was pitch black. The faint outline of the crimson moon shone through the clouds.

Compared to before, the wind was much calmer. At the very least, Klein didn’t need to be distracted keeping his hat on.

The thin fog gradually pervaded the air, and the doors and windows of the mainly two-story houses were shut tight. It was pitch black and devoid of any light, as though no one had lived in the area for a long time.

With a yellow lantern in one hand and a hard wooden cane in the other, Klein walked quickly down the quiet street in the direction of the Green Lemon Restaurant which Blazing Danitz had pointed out.

Woosh!

Amidst the fog, the wind began to swirl as Klein felt a baffling chill down his neck.

He lifted his right hand, which held the cane, and propped up the collar of his double-breasted frock coat, completely covering his neck.

It was at this moment that a scene suddenly appeared in his mind!

In the scene, a black shadow the size of a watermelon appeared from the fog and lunged for his ear.

Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm and struck out with his cane.

Bam!

Just as the black shadow came close, it was struck head-on and sent flying a long distance away.

With the help of the lantern’s light, Klein finally recognized the thing that had attacked him.

It was a head!

It was a head that had lost its body, a head that had its esophagus hanging down!

The head floated in midair, its face resembling dried cheese with mildew all over it. There was a yellowish-green liquid flowing down its skin as it outlined the face’s contours.

There were only two black holes left where its nose was supposed to be. Its bulging eyes were mostly white without much black. Its lips were mostly rotten, revealing sharpened teeth mixed with blood!

Dogsh*t! Blazing Danitz silently cursed when he saw this scene, his heart trembling.

Even though he had embarked on many treasure hunts and had fought many monsters, such a disgusting and horrifying thing was still rare.

At some point in time, a classic revolver had appeared in his hand, and he was about to fire it with his elbow held down.

At this moment, he saw a pure ray of light descend from the sky, landing on the somewhat stiff head.

Ah!

A blood-curdling screech rang out, and the shriveled and hideous head was quickly vaporized before dissolving into ashes. It didn’t leave a single trace behind.

How weak! Danitz subconsciously commented.

relied on what should be some sort of mystical item… I didn’t even realize it just now, but Gehrman Sparrow had already discovered the enemy and attacked. He really is

he saw a similar head fly out from the fog to his side from the

Bang!

calmly pulled the

head covered in mold, shattering

Danitz’s empty left palm, and a fiery light began to

his arm before “throwing” the fire ball, causing it

head burned red. The skin on the head quickly charred, emitting a sizzling

with its mouth wide open, ready to

of Danitz’s expectations. He nearly failed to

appeared on his left palm once again, but

fireball, which

arc in the air and accurately flew

Boom!

light flashed, and the explosion splintered the flying head from the inside out. Countless pieces of it, along

finally finished it… Danitz rolled to his feet and

this monster which only had a head wasn’t easy to deal with. Yet, Gehrman Sparrow had killed one

in the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz

to the side and realized that Gehrman Sparrow hadn’t waited for him. With his cane and lantern, he was jogging into the distance, his black

to chase after the man. He didn’t dare to stay on his own in the thin fog and

Green Lemon

red blood cakes in it. She thought of the strange horror she felt when

moved and she almost

even though the fragrance had already seeped into her

and waited for the wind outside to die down. She felt the clock on the wall moving

paid their bills and left the

sound of feet on the wooden steps as they

that the trees outside were no longer swaying,

stopped!” Donna said,

father, an import and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched his forehead

as Donna was about to argue, Cleves raised his palm and

with dinner. Let’s head back as soon as possible. There are many nasty legends

merchant who depended on the sea for a living was more or less superstitious, especially when it came to the legends of the natives. Therefore, Urdi fell silent and agreed with Cleves’s

bill and led his family and bodyguards down

a creaking sound came from a nearby room. Donna almost screamed out in fright

glanced at them, and calmly said,

wore a black tailcoat without a hat. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was fleshy

are you trying to convey, Mr. Fox?” Cleves recognized him to

when the fog and weather drastically changes, it’s best not to go out or respond to

she became. She loudly emphasized,

rooms on the first

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

heavily. The gentlemen and ladies from before came to the doors and quietly watched Donna and

respect the customs here,” Urdi Branch said in deliberation. “Staying a night

Lemon Restaurant, but he remembered Gehrman Sparrow’s reminder. It was

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