The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 249

Eileen clenched her mouth and angrily looked at the skinny and smiling face of the ambassador, with a touch of terror.

Bakerland reached out his right hand that was enveloped in a wisp of orange fire that danced silently.

He took two steps forward, making a movement as if he was pressing his palm against Eileen's skin.

This led Eileen to think of descriptions in many novels where ruthless interrogators would use a smoldering hot iron to stamp the body of their target, bringing about an extremely painful experience.

"No, I can't be that brutal to a beautiful woman." Bakerland suddenly stopped his outstretched right palm and chuckled softly.

He trembled suddenly, turning the orange flames into a long red whip.

A long whip ignited the surrounding air which was in the shape of a thorn.

Pow!

Bakerland swung his flaming whip at Eileen, burning her clothes and leaving dark marks on her skin. His face was wrinkled as he shouted.

"Who sent you?" Bakerland asked again in a soft voice.

Eileen's lips trembled several times before finally opening them.

"Then…"

As Bakerland subconsciously listened to his reply, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Oh no! Bakerland flinched backwards and rolled to the ground.

At the place where he stood, flames appeared and formed a wall of flames.

the spark! the spark! the spark! Blood and flesh were like rain splattered on the wall and produced a hissing sound.

Some of them pierced through the flames, leaving a thin trail of blood on the ground.

At the end of this road was the Intis ambassador, Bakerland, who had stood up once again.

He saw that Eileen's stomach had been torn and two arms wrapped in thick liquid were sticking out from within.

With a sudden thrust of both arms, a figure drilled his way out of the beautiful belly of Eileen. "It" was enveloped in a thick, blood-red liquid that continuously dripped down, and it was roughly the size of an adult man.

It was hard to imagine that a normal woman like Eileen, without a bulge on her stomach, actually had such an object hidden inside her body!

How was it kept there!?

The explosion!

The body under Eileen's head exploded completely, turning into pure flesh and blood, surging into the shape of a humanoid figure, and mixing with the dripping liquid to transform into a strange red robe.

The figure revealed its true appearance. It was so beautiful that it looked like a woman. The blood-red robe he wore looked like a flower blooming under the illumination of the flames.

"Bishop of Roses!" As a veteran intelligence officer, Bakerland immediately identified the corresponding Sequence name before him.

Sequence 6 of the Secret Suppliant line, Rose Bishop.

Every Rose Bishop was an expert in terms of blood and flesh magic!

Beyonders in this sequence can hide inside the bodies of others, thus avoiding all sorts of investigations.

But once they appeared, the host would lose their lives.

"For the Gods!" Eileen's remaining head let out a soft scream and closed her eyes forever.

Rose Bishop reached out her right hand and patted her chest four times in order from bottom to top, from right to left.

With the color of blood and light from the flames reflected in his eyes, he looked at Bakerland and took a step forward with his right foot, passing through the wall of flames. He did not receive any damage from the flames, with only a deep red liquid continuously dripping down.

Bakerland retreated once more as he suddenly raised his voice.

"Someone! Help me!"

Although his most capable assistant, Rosago, and several intelligence agents have been sent on a mission, the Extremists remain nothing short of at the embassy. They were military officials who had received permission from the Loen Kingdom. They are the available defense forces!

One Sequence of 5, one Sequence of 6, three Sequences of 7s, and a combination of nearly ten Sequences of 8s and 9s.

Bakerland's voice echoed throughout the room, but did not come out of the place. The music outside did not stop and the ball continued.

It was as if the room had become a completely isolated world!

"This ..." Bakerland stopped his screams, narrowed his eyes, and looked around.

Bishop Rose was in no hurry to act. He said with a laugh, "It was of your own accord, a rule decided by yourself.

"you told the guards not to disturb you or get close, or let anyone close.

"Yes.I just magnified your desires and rules and made a little distortion. If you want to escape this isolation, you must defeat yourself."

Bakerland's expression changed slightly. What appears to be adherence to rules is, in fact, a distortion of those rules. The characteristic of using the power of authority to serve oneself made him think of the name of another order.

"Baron Corruption!" Bakerland growling.

This was the path of the Lawyer, which was the Order 6 of the Dark Emperor's path.

Before he could finish his sentence, Bakerland's face suddenly turned extremely grim as he said, "Shepherd! You are the Shepherd!

"Why did you kill me?

Bishop Rose, no—The shepherd chuckles.

"You don't need to know who I am.

"Receive the blessing of the Gods …"

His body suddenly stiffened before he could finish his sentence. It was as if his joints were covered in rust, and he seemed to have turned into a puppet.

Bakerland laughed out loud. The gloom from before disappeared in an instant. He took out a white handkerchief from his left chest pocket and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"I'm glad you were able to talk to me for so long. That gives me enough time."

After the white handkerchief was taken, a thumb-sized head emerged from his left chest pocket. It was a puppet head with completely black eyes!

The shepherd opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard a hollow voice that seemed to come from afar.

"you…"

After stopping, his body suddenly expanded, and his skin darkened. Two curved goat horns with strange and sinister patterns emerged from his head, as well as the wings behind his back that smelled of sulfur while flapping.

The shepherd instantly moved three meters forward, having turned into a demon-like creature.

But even so, it was as if every joint was tightly shackled. His movements were stiff and slow, and his mind started to blur.

"You still have demonic-power? As expected of a Shepherd, let me send you to your Lord." Without further ado, a long, flaming spear with a flaming white tip appeared in the middle of Bakerland's right palm.

He bent his back, about to throw a spear to pin the Shepherd against the wall and burn it to ashes.

The order of the 7 Pyromaniacs of the Conspiracy Path has an ancient name, Fire Mage!

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

At that moment, Bakerland started coughing violently, coughing so hard that he felt as if he was about to spit out his heart and lungs. His flaming spear lost control of his cough and disappeared, inch by inch. His face was flushed and his forehead felt hot from his cough.

His influence on his enemy, which he obtained from mystical objects, was lifted. The shepherd is freed from lethargy and returns to normal.

"Why do you think I talked to you for so long? How does severe pneumonia and an unstoppable cough feel?" the devil face asked with the corner of his mouth twisted.

Hearing these words, Bakerland suddenly recalled the appearance of a beautiful and dazzling enemy when he first appeared, and regretfully said, "Cough! Coughing. The disease!

"You... Cough! Cough! Kill... Cough! Cough! Cough! Demon Tribulation!"

The shepherd removed his devil-like form as his figure turned into a series of stacked shadows.

He chuckled and said, "No, I only received a gift from Saint Tenebrous."

"i know Conspiracy has all sorts of means available to them, so, I'll use my strongest abilities now, so that you won't have any unnecessary expectations."

A book appeared before him, a translucent and opaque book.

The ancient book flipped quickly and with a gentle chant, "I came, I saw, I recorded.

"As long as I have recorded it, I will be able to use it once. This is the ability that Saint Tenebrous deliberately showed me. Even though I only had half of the original effect, it was still enough." The Shepherd's voice became hollow, and his body was enveloped by the darkness spewed from the book.

He quickly turned into a small giant, about 2.3 to 2.4 meters tall. His entire body was covered in cold black armor. In the space where his eyes were supposed to be, there were two glowing red clumps.

The dark knight raised the broadsword in his hand, took a step forward, and gave an unceasing slash.

"What's the matter?"

As Bakerland tragically screamed, the layers of flames that gushed out from his body split apart. All sorts of lights exploded and split apart, and his body split into two halves.

Thump! Bakerland fell to the ground. No blood came out of his wound. Even his soul seemed to be corroded and crushed by a black sword that was as if it did not exist.

The explosion! The explosion! The explosion!

The blobs of flames that came out of Bakerland's body lost control, causing an explosion that shook the room and made the glass crackle. And at that moment, the alienation that had been created by his own will vanished with his death.

The shepherd did not stop, nor did he wait for the characteristics of the Beyonder to appear. He recovered his inconspicuous appearance and took a chance before the embassy's military officials arrived, dashing through layers of walls and penetrating the darkness outside.

…

At 15 Minsk Street, Klein stopped with his right hand on the handle.

He decided to throw a coin before he opened the door.

Since Ian had already come, the revelation he had seen in the dream had already happened. That means danger can come at any time!

Muttering the words "visitors outside will bring danger," Klein flicked a quarter pence and saw it fall into his palm, the side of the number facing upwards.

Negative ... Klein muttered to himself as he grabbed his grip.

However, he did not let his guard down. He knew that there was a Mid-Sequence Beyonder from the same path as him on the side of the ambassador who could interfere with his predictions.

If it was that person, it was normal for him to get the wrong result!

Too bad I didn't have the time or chance to investigate it over the gray fog. Klein looked through the door for a moment with his Spirit Vision. Realizing that there was nothing wrong, he opened the door and took two steps back.

Dressed in a black-and-white checkered uniform, Sergeant Faxine took off his hat and said with a solemn expression, "I have been sent by the superior to tell you that you must be careful tonight and tomorrow. a stranger."