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.

Extreme horror gripped their hearts as they ran around aimlessly, making the situation turn even more

either running to a corner and shrinking into a ball, or they were trembling on the

Mithor felt as though he was struck by lightning. In his fear, he began running in circles at the

known as Dragon’s

only

this moment, Klein’s rapidly approaching figure didn’t stop. In

a scene suddenly surfaced in his mind. Mithor, who looked to be lost in extreme horror, suddenly raised his head and

for danger. He immediately bent

at the same time, Wormtongue Mithor suddenly raised his head. His brown eyes were dark and clear, without any sense of

had shaken off the effects of

was something that exceeded Klein’s

Bang!

he bent his back and threw a punch that resembled a cannonball. However, he didn’t

Creak!

that seemed to be covered in a “spider-web” appeared. The

of the punch was far stronger than a

His body straightened up again as his glove seemed to be covered in a layer of

lit up with two flashes of lightning as they shot

Interrogator’s Psychic Piercing!

“Ah!”

fall to the ground. He rolled as he grimaced in pain, holding

soon magically recovered from the pain of Psychic Piercing, but he felt ice-cold metal

only be maintained for a second, it was enough for Klein to raise

Bang!

formed

as Mithor collapsed backward, leaning against the wall before sliding

noon on the 1st of February 1350, Wormtongue Mithor

chaotic bar and closed the door to the basement. He chained

dragged Mithor King down a few steps,

from inside, he opened up his palm

deceased pirate admiral had once massacred an entire ship. He was a rather coldblooded person. It was simply obvious from what the Red Glove Nightmare inside Creeping Hunger had encountered. Secondly, Mithor was working for

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