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.

should be some sort of mystical item… I didn’t even

his thoughts were settling down, he saw a similar head fly out from the fog to his side from the corner of his eye. It was trying to bite

Bang!

pulled

brass bullet accurately hit the head covered in mold, shattering the head’s glabella as it fell backwards and stopped in

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

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

soared up as the head burned red. The skin on the head quickly charred, emitting

mouth wide open, ready to bite Danitz’s neck as though it wasn’t

turn of events was somewhat out of Danitz’s expectations. He nearly failed to dodge in time, and

his left palm once again, but the flame

the orange fireball, which was only the size of

fireball was controlled by his spirituality. It drew an arc in the

Boom!

fiery light flashed, and the explosion splintered the flying head from the inside out. Countless

his feet and breathed

only had a head wasn’t easy to deal

the Beyonder powers in the Sun domain restrains such things!Danitz added scornfully in

he turned his head 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

me! Danitz’s pupils contracted as he widened his pace to chase after the man. He didn’t dare to

Green

red blood cakes in it. She thought of the strange horror she felt when seeing the customers eating just

throat moved and she

though the fragrance had already

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

their bills and left the second floor. The second floor became quieter and quieter as it turned emptier and

Thud! Thud! Donna felt that the sound of feet on the wooden steps

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

said, pointing excitedly

and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched his forehead and

Donna was about to argue,

head back as soon as possible. There are many nasty

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

and led his family

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

at them, and calmly said, “It’s fogged up. It’s

There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His

Cleves recognized him to

expression, “In Bansy, during the nights when the fog and weather drastically changes, it’s best

scared she became. She loudly emphasized, “People have already left

pointed to the rooms on the

“They chose to stay.”

Creak! Thud!

fell, the doors to the various rooms opened either softly or heavily. The gentlemen and ladies from before

should respect the customs here,” Urdi Branch said in deliberation. “Staying a night here won’t affect

with, he should’ve followed Fox’s advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant, but he

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