Bullets that swirled with a pale golden glow or emitted brilliant flames tore through the void one after another, hitting Wraith Steve's head.
Thanks to the Clown's control over his body and his persistent marksmanship practice, Klein's six bullets that were augmented with Cleave of Purification accurately hit the same area, the same area as the previous two bullets!
They were like fists from a giant of light, pounding Steve's left cheek again and again!
Amidst the bangs, Steve, who was entangled by the strange arms and bluish-black vines, was unable to turn incorporeal to dodge. His head kept tilting to the side as his body trembled. His cheekbone rapidly caved in, and his white, sharp bones snapped!
Bang!
The final bullet completely tore through the area, causing the Sequence 5 Beyonder's dark red blood to splatter out. Resplendent or golden flames constantly drilled in, burning out a bluish-black fog.
In the holy light, Steve's clothes were ignited, and his body rapidly charred, dripping with grease.
However, he wasn't dead yet!
Compared to Nimblewright Master Rosago, a Sequence 5 of the Mutant pathway clearly had stronger survivability!
However, Steve, who had suffered a heavy blow, was no longer able to resist the strange tugging arms. His legs couldn't help but move forward, as though he was flying towards the bronze door, towards the deep crack that had opened up, and towards the pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness.
At this moment, Sharon, whose forehead was covered in sweat, suddenly clenched her right palm.
The illusory and subtle light was suddenly cut off, and the indescribably mysterious bronze door lost its source of existence.
It swayed, and before Steve entered, it reluctantly pulled back the arms that were either covered in teeth or covered in blood, closing the crack.
Creak!
The door closed and quickly turned transparent before vanishing!
Steve's body, which was leaning forward, stiffened on the spot. His entire body was charred black and shriveled, like a mummy that had been burned for a long time. It was even closer to a carbonized stick that only had embers left.
With her right fist clenched and the Scarlet Lunar Corona in hand, Sharon's figure quickly turned incorporeal. She took a step forward and overlapped with Steve.
Klein's Spirit Vision instantly lost track of her, but the charred Steve raised his fists and smashed them at his already heavily injured head.
Bang!
His head turned into a paste like a rotten tomato. Milky white spots sprayed up and then fell to the ground.
Accompanying it was a translucent shadow. It quickly spread out and turned into a huge jellyfish-like object. There was an unreal liquid swaying inside, and a pair of pale white eyes condensed!
Sharon was forced out by this strange thing and reappeared next to him.
She suddenly stretched out her left hand and let out a silent whistle.
The ground suddenly turned black, as if it had turned into a muddy sea. A twisted blood-colored vine grew out of it. It was divided into many sections, and each section had four sharp fangs and one eye.
The blood-colored vines crazily grew upwards, fixing the jellyfish-like phantom in place, greedily sucking the unreal liquid inside.
The shadow quickly collapsed, and the blood-colored vines retreated back into the muddy Abyssal Sea.
But with that delay, the headless, charred Steve ran across the clearing toward the exit.
He was not completely dead, even though he had already lost his head!
Steve had only taken a few steps when a crisp sound broke the silence.
Pa!
Klein, who was wearing a black double-breasted frock coat and a matching half top hat, snapped his fingers at him.
Boom!
The soil beneath Steve's feet was violently lifted as scarlet flames soared.
It spread upwards, and when it reached its highest point, it scattered down like a beautiful firework.
Amidst such fireworks, Wraith Steve's body was completely torn apart. His charred hands, feet, organs, and flesh splattered all over the ground. Among them, a finger rolled to Klein's feet, and the brown, translucent Biological Poison Bottle landed in another direction.
The remnants of Steve's body squirmed a few times before finally calming down.
Amidst the blooming flames and such a scene, Klein felt his spirituality become more active. The power in his body that didn't completely belong to him became closer to him to a certain extent.
Following this feeling, he switched the gun to his left hand and used his black-gloved right hand to remove the half top hat from his head. He pressed it to his chest and bowed slightly to Sharon.
Sharon looked over with her blue eyes.
Her gaze went past Klein and landed on Tyre and Marić, who were still fighting behind him.
Sharon's figure disappeared, and her image was immediately reflected in Tyre's eyes.
Tyre stood there stiffly, his black hair standing on end.
He raised his arms with great difficulty and pressed them against his head.
Kacha!
He twisted it forcefully, and his eyes saw his spine hidden under the tattered clothes.
Pa!
Tyre twisted and pulled again, pulling out his own head!
During the entire process, he didn't let out a scream or say a word.
He held his own head and let the blood drip down. The headless corpse was still upright and did not fall down.
Sharon didn't immediately leave Tyre's body. She seemed to be trying something.
Soon, bits of black-green light seeped out of Tyre's head and body, and with one of the fangs as the core, it quickly condensed together.
From the looks of it, Miss Sharon has a way to accelerate the separation of the Beyonder characteristic … The premise is that she possesses the target, kills the other party, and has complete control over the body … In enlightenment, Klein bent down to pick up the bullet casings that had fallen to the ground, and he placed them into the iron box.
He was afraid that the subsequent investigators would find the Artisan based on the uniqueness of the bullet casings and find the woman who had bought the Barbarian and Briber formulas. From there, they would lock onto the gathering of Eye of Wisdom and threaten his own safety.
As for the bullet, it had long been sacrificed to the corresponding deity in the holy light and flames, like the material of a charm.
After putting away the revolver, Klein was just about to take a step forward when Sharon appeared beside the Biological Poison Bottle at an exaggerated speed. She made it float up and land in her palm.
Before Klein could think of anything else, the pale lady flicked her wrist and threw a brown translucent bottle and a black-green fang at him.
… To save time, she's helping me pick up the spoils of war? Klein was taken aback. He instinctively pulled out a piece of paper and covered the two items without making direct contact!
At that moment, in his line of sight, Sharon's complicated black regal dress had lost its usual tidiness. It gently swayed in the wind, and a few strands of her pale blonde hair stuck to the side of her face, making Sharon look more human.
Hmm … This Biological Poison Bottle comes with a lid … I just don't know what negative effects it has … Klein lowered his head and examined his spoils of war. He resealed the Biological Poison Bottle with a black lid hanging beside him to prevent it from continuing to harm him.
As for the black-green fang, it was the Beyonder characteristic left behind by Werewolf Tyre.
As Klein placed the two items into a small metal box he had prepared, he used Holy Night Powder to create a wall of spirituality to seal off their influence on the surroundings. He watched from the corner of his eye as Sharon's figure disappeared. Steve's remaining flesh squirmed, producing near-transparent points of light.
Similarly, he was still wary of Marić, in case he suddenly went crazy.
While on guard, he discovered that the zombie's healing powers were indeed astonishing. The bone-deep wounds from before had basically closed!
Marić also gave him a deep look, as though he had thought of something and understood something.
After finishing what he was doing, Klein took more than ten steps and first picked up the square metal box that had been dug out by the zombie and shadow. Then, he found Aztec's copper whistle and Master Key that were surrounded by human-shaped "candles."
He glanced at them and awkwardly realized that he didn't dare pick them up.
The effects of the Scarlet Lunar Corona were still radiating through the empty space!
This was the final and most unavoidable preparation he had prepared. For this, he had specially taken the time to go to the hospital morgue to test what the corpses would do and what they wanted to do after snatching Aztec's copper whistle. Thus, he came up with the corresponding process design.
"Ahem, can you stop the influence of the Scarlet Lunar Corona?" Klein turned his head to look at Sharon, who had reappeared.
There was a translucent doll in her hand.
Sharon didn't say a word as she wore the Scarlet Lunar Corona in her other hand to her chest.
The circle of crimson gems quickly dimmed, and the light of the full moon disappeared from the abandoned clearing.
Only then did Klein bend down, pinch the ring with his fingertips, and pick up Aztec's copper whistle and Master Key. Then, he placed them into the square metal box with bullet marks and quickly sealed it.
At the same time, Marić circled around and cleaned up the scene.
Sharon picked up the small black bonnet, and her figure disappeared before appearing in front of Klein.
"The Book of Secrets is in your guest room," Sharon said calmly.
That is to say, regardless of the final outcome, as long as I can return alive, I will be able to receive a portion of the reward. I won't have done all this for nothing … Klein smiled and bowed slightly.
"Thank you for your generosity."
"The official Beyonders might arrive at any time. We should leave."
Sharon nodded.
"Do you need any help?"
"No need." Klein chuckled. "I still have a lot of fireworks that I haven't set off."
As soon as he said that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The remaining bombs exploded one by one, causing flames to rise into the sky.
They clustered around the largest and most eye-catching flower in the middle, dreamy and beautiful.
Sharon's gaze was instinctively attracted by it for a second. When she looked back, Klein's figure was already gone, leaving only the slowly dissipating flames.
Outside the clearing, in a small circle to the northwest, on a path where he wouldn't directly encounter the official Beyonders, matchsticks were lit one after another. Scarlet flames soared into the sky before quickly disappearing.
Klein's figure constantly appeared in them as he leaped away from the West Balam dock.
Right on the heels of that, he took out a special bottle of extract and smeared it on his face. With a gentle wipe of a piece of paper, he removed all the oil paint.
Pa!
With a flick of his wrist, the piece of paper was burned to ashes.
Then, he picked up the cane he had hidden nearby, adjusted his clothes, and walked out onto the street like an ordinary person.
Not long after, Klein arrived at a cathedral. Its name was:
Its name was "Lever Cathedral."
As many of the believers weren't rich, and they might not be able to rest on Sundays, they were even more busy during the day. Therefore, the cathedrals of the various Churches would stay open until the wee hours of the morning, giving most of the believers a chance to pray and repent.
Klein looked up, tapped the steps with the black cane in his hand, and walked in.
He planned to avoid the next wave of inspections of the surrounding crowd.
…
A few minutes later, a Machinery Hivemind team appeared in an open space surrounded by abandoned warehouses.
There were a total of five of them, each with a different Beyonder weapon, but they frowned at the plowed scene.
After watching for a while, they solemnly immersed themselves in the search for clues.
…
Inside the Lever Cathedral.
As it wasn't 11 yet, there were quite a few people here, but no one spoke. The entire prayer hall was so quiet and sacred that no one wanted to break the silence.
Klein sat on a chair in the third row by the aisle. He leaned his black cane forward and took off his half top hat.
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