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.

the Sun pathway? Doesn’t look like it… He likely relied on what should be some sort of mystical item… I didn’t even realize

settling down, he saw a similar head fly out from the fog to his side from the corner of his

Bang!

pulled the

covered in mold, shattering the head’s glabella as

above Danitz’s empty left palm, and a

leaned forward and dragged his arm before “throwing” the fire ball, causing

soared up as the head burned red. The skin on the

it lunged forward with its mouth wide open, ready to bite Danitz’s

failed to dodge in time, and he hurriedly rolled forward, barely dodging fatal

on his left palm once again, but the flame didn’t expand this time. Instead, it shrunk, layer

out the orange fireball, which was only the size of an eye, while

an arc in the air and accurately flew into the

Boom!

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

finally finished it… Danitz rolled to his feet and breathed

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

in the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz added

turned his head to the side and realized that Gehrman Sparrow hadn’t waited for him. With

Wait for me! Danitz’s pupils contracted as he widened his pace to chase after

Green Lemon

looked at the white porcelain bowl in front of her and the dark red blood cakes in it. She thought of the strange horror she felt when seeing

throat moved and she almost

the delicacy, even though the fragrance had already

thought and waited for the wind outside to die down. She felt

table paid their bills and left the second floor. The second floor became quieter and quieter as it

sound of feet on the wooden steps

she noticed that the trees outside were no longer swaying, and the ground was littered with

Donna said,

pinched his forehead and growled, “Where’s your

about to argue, Cleves raised

Let’s head back as soon as

especially when it came to the legends of the natives. Therefore, Urdi

foot the bill and led his family and bodyguards down to the

to find his way when a creaking sound came from a nearby room. Donna almost screamed out in fright and

glanced at them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged up. It’s best not to

a hat. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was fleshy and almost

you trying to convey, Mr. Fox?” Cleves recognized him to be the owner

much of an expression, “In Bansy, during the nights when the fog and weather drastically changes, it’s best not to go out or respond to

the more scared she became. She

the rooms on

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

softly or heavily. The gentlemen and ladies from before came to the doors

deliberation. “Staying a night here won’t affect our boarding of

the experience Cleves was equipped with, he should’ve followed Fox’s advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant, but he remembered Gehrman Sparrow’s

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