Ever since the war became prolonged, the Loen soldiers had seen countless unnatural phenomena. It happened so many that they were somewhat numb to it. However, the scene of the dismembered corpses crawling up remained a shocking scene. It left them horrified and confused. They felt as though they were unable to survive the impending disaster, and would eventually become zombies.

Of course, there was a reason why they were able to maintain their morale after seeing such unnatural phenomena.

Just as they were feeling extreme fear, a series of chants sounded from behind them.

“Lacking clothes and food, they have no shelter in the cold.

“…

“The Evernight did not forsake them, but bestowed them with love[1].”

The holy and sympathetic prayer reverberated across the entire defense line, causing the fear in every soldier to quickly dissipate, their bodies and minds turning tranquil.

Then, a number of the soldiers followed orders and moved out cannons covered in silver patterns. They adjusted the muzzles and aimed at the dismembered corpses that were rushing at them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sparks flew as shells landed in different spots on the battlefield, exploding and emitting a thick darkness.

The dismembered corpses collapsed, the strength within them vanishing; otherwise, they were directly destroyed, returning to their eternal slumber.

The mysterious black-robed man behind the Resistance army raised his arms upon seeing this, as though he was hugging the crimson moon.

At that moment, his body suddenly turned incorporeal, his body dyed a faint red as he transformed into a hazy ray of moonlight.

The moonlight shattered instantly, turning into red scales before dissipating in place.

Moonlight Transformation!

This was a Beyonder power that a Sequence 5 Scarlet Scholar of the Apothecary pathway possessed. To a Sequence 4 Shaman King, it was almost instinctive.

And at the spot where the Shaman King had been, a figure quickly outlined itself.

It was a huge cloth doll. “It” had blonde hair and bright red eyes, and wore a long black gothic dress with countless mysterious patterns engraved on it. Swirling around it was sinister vines. Its skin had a luster that no human should possess.

Reinette Tinekerr!

to summon “Herself”

of the Stars that was lent to Miss Messenger was the real one. Klein had brought it back to the real world from above the

be equivalent to Klein’s historical projection summoning a Staff of the Stars projection; then, the projection of the Staff of the Stars would summon Reinette Tinekerr in her peak state. The whole burden would be placed on

the Stars to Reinette Tinekerr.

Tinekerr was probably one of the existences that were

surfacing in “Her” mind. And after changing into a concealed state, the Staff of the Stars could

the battle. However, the other party had discovered the danger ahead of

of Thought Shaman King. His eyes were closed eyes tightly, not

black trench coat and a half top hat. He had a transparent glove on his left

various parts of the battlefield, as if they were announcing the

he reached out his left hand and tore apart the clothes on

expected, the Rose School of Thought Shaman King would’ve transformed into a rabbit or a goat in the next second. He would “lose” most of his characteristics and

long, thin brown puppet which was

body, its body connected to his internal organs. Its eyes and mouth were

as though it

mud that

mud, an

kept protruding out with strange objects. Some were skulls, some had

Abomination Suah!

of Thought’s leader, an existence at Sequence 1, had crossed the vast distance and

members of the Rose School of Thought and supporting members to either die, mutate,

in a

King Klarman, who wielded the highest authority here, stood at the top floor of a cathedral that once belonged to the Church of Evernight as he looked

glanced at the doll-like Sharron and took out a bronze

box was an eyeball-shaped glass sphere. It was a Sealed Artifact which Emlyn had

with the Mutant pathway’s demigods and Shaman Kings. It

kindness

to indicate that there were no problems, Emlyn’s body phased away as the moonlight that shone into the room, and

He sneered at the city’s Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers

noticed? There’s no need for me to send people to track you. Simply locking down the surrounding docks and food supplies is enough to break you down without

silently to himself, this Shaman King, who had been active in the Southern Continent since the early Fifth Epoch and was even suspected to

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