Bang!

The brass bullet traversed past half the bar, flying straight for Wormtongue Mithor King’s body.

But just as it was about to hit him, Mithor’s brown eyes suddenly turned dark.

The bullet made a turn, and its trajectory was thrown upwards slightly as it accurately hit a glass cup filled with golden beer.

Amidst a loud noise, the glass instantly shattered, splashing beer everywhere.

At the same time, Mithor grabbed a cup from a customer, extended his arm, and threw it at Klein.

What’s the point of that? Klein only dodged slightly to allow the glass cup to miss him, shattering onto the wall.

At this moment, Wormtongue Mithor immediately lunged forward and rolled, heading for the entrance to the basement. He attempted entry in order to get help or escape via a secret path.

He had initially confirmed that the unknown and crazy adventurer was the assassin, who had disguised as Helene and boarded the Black Death, targeting Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy.

Furthermore, his series of actions, which had nearly succeeded, told him that in a one-on-one situation, he wasn’t a match for him!

This was a powerhouse at the pirate admiral level!

Tap! Tap! Tap! Klein quickly chased after Wormtongue Mithor.

He was fast and agile. Despite being inside the chaotic bar, he didn’t step onto anyone.

Seeing that the bouncers in the basement were coming with revolvers in hand and how Mithor King was about to enter the basement with bouncers in the bar approaching, Klein didn’t hesitate. He suddenly clenched his left hand.

The black glove was instantly covered with dense dark golden scales. His dark brown irises turned pale and became vertical.

Right on the heels of that, an invisible wave surged outwards with him as its epicenter.

In the areas where the wave passed, the customers who were holding their heads down turned limp or trembled. The military contact, Oz Kent, also clearly lost his sense of reason, as though he had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world. All he wanted to do was to escape.

hearts as they ran around aimlessly, making the situation

their weapons, either running to a corner and

he was struck by lightning. In his fear,

was a Psychiatrist’s Awe, also known as Dragon’s Might or

Klein’s only

approaching figure didn’t stop. In a few steps, he had arrived

scene suddenly surfaced in his mind. Mithor, who looked to be lost in extreme horror, suddenly raised his head and swung his right fist over, aiming straight for

trusted his Clown’s intuition for danger. He immediately bent down and

raised his head. His brown

some moment in time, he had shaken off the effects of Dragon’s

was something that exceeded

Bang!

muscles bulged as he bent his back and threw a punch that resembled a cannonball. However,

Creak!

spot where his fist connected threw up pulverized bricks. Quickly, a huge hole that seemed to be

the punch was far stronger than

him. His body straightened up

lit up with two flashes of lightning

Interrogator’s Psychic Piercing!

“Ah!”

shrill cry, but he didn’t fall to the ground.

the pain of Psychic Piercing, but he felt ice-cold metal at his forehead. He saw the

maintained for a second, it was enough for Klein to raise his right arm and place the revolver’s barrel at

Bang!

a picture seemingly formed of blood and white material appeared on the wall behind him. it was melancholic, fresh, and

vanished as Mithor collapsed backward, leaning against the

the 1st of February 1350, Wormtongue Mithor was

glanced around at the chaotic bar and closed the door to the basement. He chained the door

Mithor King down a few steps, but he didn’t directly

of enemies who might suddenly charge out from inside, he opened up his palm and aimed it

someone with heinous crimes to his name. Firstly, he was once a subordinate of Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos, and the deceased pirate admiral had once massacred an entire ship. He was a rather coldblooded person. It was simply obvious from what the Red

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