Bang!
The brass bullet tore through half the bar and shot straight at Wormtongue Misol King's body.
But just as it was about to hit him, Misol's brown eyes suddenly turned dark.
The bullet made a turn and aimed slightly upwards, accurately hitting a glass cup filled with golden beer.
Amidst the intense sound, the cup instantly shattered as the alcohol splattered everywhere.
At the same time, Misol grabbed a customer's cup beside him, opened his arm, and threw it at Klein.
What's the point of that? Klein only needed to turn his body slightly to dodge the glass cup, allowing it to smash into the wall.
At this moment, Wormtongue Misol scrambled to the entrance of the underground area in a bid to enter and seek help or escape through a secret tunnel.
He had initially determined that the unknown and crazy adventurer was the one who had disguised himself as Elaine and boarded the Black Death to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy.
And the other party's near-success made him realize that he wasn't his match in a one-on-one battle!
This was a powerhouse at the level of a pirate admiral!
Tap! Tap! Klein chased after Wormtongue Misol at high speeds.
His figure was fast and agile. In such a chaotic bar, he didn't step on anyone.
Seeing the guards of the underground area approach him with pistols in hand, and seeing Misol King about to pass through the entrance, and seeing the guards around the bar approach him, Klein didn't hesitate as he clenched his left hand.
His black glove was instantly covered in a layer of dark golden scales. His dark brown eyes instantly turned pale as though they were turning vertical.
Right on the heels of that, an invisible wave swept out in all directions with him as its source.
Wherever the wave passed, the customers who were hugging their heads and squatting down went limp as they trembled. The military liaison, Oz Kent, also clearly lost his mind. It was as though he had encountered the most terrifying thing in the World, and all he wanted to do was escape.
It was the same for the guards of the bar who were approaching him. They were overwhelmed by immense fear as they ran around aimlessly, causing greater chaos. Clang!
Dang dang dang! The guards in the underground area dropped their guns and either ran to the corner, huddled together, or stood trembling on the spot. Their crotches were visibly wet.
Wormtongue Misol also felt like he had been struck by lightning as he circled the entrance in fear.
This was a Psychiatrist's Awe, also known as Dragon's Might or Mass Chaos!
This was the only area-of-effect Beyonder power that Klein currently had!
At this time, Klein's high-speed running figure did not stop. In a few steps, he had already rushed to Misol's side.
At this moment, a scene appeared in his mind: Misol, who seemed to be in great fear, suddenly raised his head, twisted his waist and swung his arm, and threw a right punch straight at his own head.
Without thinking, Klein fully trusted the Clown's sense of danger. He immediately bent down and turned his body sideways.
Almost at the same time, Wormtongue Misol suddenly looked up. His brown eyes were dark and clear, without any signs of chaos.
At some point in time, he had already extricated himself from the influence of Dragon's Might!
This was something that exceeded Klein's expectations.
Bang!
Misol's muscles bulged as he twisted his waist and swung his arm, throwing out a punch that resembled a cannonball. However, it failed to hit its intended target and hit the wall at the entrance.
Clang!
The spot where his fist touched shattered the bricks, quickly producing a huge hole that resembled a spider web. The entire bar seemed to shake.
The power of this punch was many times stronger than a revolver's bullet!
And at this moment, Klein had already flashed behind him. His body straightened again as his glove seemed to be covered in a layer of gold.
Two bolts of lightning flashed in his dark brown eyes as they shot out like bullets.
Interrogator's Psychic Piercing!
"Ah!"
Misol King immediately let out a tragic cry, but he didn't fall to the ground or roll around in pain. All he did was raise his hands in an attempt to cover his head.
He soon miraculously recovered from the pain of having his mind pierced, but he felt his forehead being pressed against an ice-cold metal barrel. He saw the cold and thin adventurer pull the trigger.
With the two of them being so close, even if the Psychic Piercing effect only lasted for a second, it was enough for Klein to raise his right arm and press the revolver's muzzle against Wormtongue Misol King's head!
Bang!
Misol King's half-opened mouth shrank back into his throat as the wall behind his head formed a scene that was formed from specks of red and a small amount of white. It was tragic, bright, and messy.
The light in his eyes faded as Misol fell back, leaning against the wall as he slid to the ground.
At noon on the 1st of February 1350, Wormtongue Misol King was hunted.
Klein looked at the bar that was still in chaos as he suddenly closed the door to the underground area. He wrapped the chains that were already there and forcefully tied a knot.
He bent his back and dragged Misol King a few steps into the underground area, but he didn't directly enter.
As he was wary of any enemies that might rush out, he spread out his left palm and raised it high, aiming it at Wormtongue Misol King's corpse.
He didn't have any psychological burdens about Grazing the third mate of the Black Death. He believed that he was definitely a sinner. Firstly, it was because Misol was once a subordinate of Vice Admiral Hurricane Zillinges. And the deceased pirate admiral had even slaughtered ships. He was a rather cold-blooded person. It could be seen from the Red Glove Nightmare inside Creeping Hunger. Secondly, Misol was now working for Vice Admiral Ailment, which was equivalent to working for the Demoness Sect. It was unknown how many human trafficking cases he had participated in.
Creeping Hunger returned to its thin human skin state as its palm cracked open, revealing two scarlet eyes.
In the blink of an eye, a bone-chilling wind blew in the passageway that led underground. It constantly swirled around Wormtongue Mithor's corpse, slowly outlining a blurry figure with short eyebrows and sunken eye sockets.
Black but not dim points of light surged out from the corpse and fused with the same kind in Misol's Spirit Body. Together, they entered Creeping Hunger and burrowed into one of the empty fingers, forming a certain connection with the surroundings.
Creeping Hunger first turned dark, sinister and noble. Following that, it returned to its original state, emitting a thirst for flesh and blood.
Klein silently sensed it for a few seconds and was pleasantly surprised to discover that the powers he had drawn were rather useful. Although there were only two, they were better than the three Zombie powers from before!
Only at this moment did he know that Misol was a Sequence 6 Baron of Corruption of the Lawyer pathway. And of the two powers he had drawn, one stemmed from Baron of Corruption, and the other came from the corresponding Sequence 7 Briber.
The former was Distortion. By distorting the target's words, actions, and intentions, one could construct a certain order that was beneficial to oneself, thereby achieving the goal of restricting or influencing one's opponent.
The latter was called Bribery, but it was only one of the various bribery powers of a Briber. Subdivided, it could be called Bribe — Weaken.
The premise of using this power was to give the target a certain item. Then, for a certain period of time, one could greatly weaken the target's attacks, defenses, or control.
Giving the target a certain item? He threw a glass of wine at me as a "bribe"? As expected of the Black Emperor pathway. It has loopholes in order, and it also appears domineering … It's no wonder my Dragon's Might and Psychic Piercing weren't effective on Misol. Even the might of my bullets was reduced. I thought that shot would be able to blast open his skull … Klein was instantly enlightened.
At the same time, he understood why he had involuntarily flown towards the Black Emperor, towards King of the Five Seas Nast. It was because the other party had distorted his intentions, preventing him from stopping.
Not bad … Klein lowered his head to glance at Wormtongue Misol's corpse before heading underground.
He had to find some food for Creeping Hunger.
It was unknown if it was because he had been repeatedly thrown above the gray fog, but Creeping Hunger wasn't considered crazy. It seemed to be able to endure it. Therefore, Klein wasn't in a rush. He slowly proceeded forward to prevent any accidents.
After taking a few steps, he saw Strongman Ozil leading a group of subordinates out. There were Beyonders and gunmen among them. There were quite a number of them!
Klein's expression didn't change. His black glove was once again covered with dark golden scales.
His eyes turned faint once again, as though they were vertical. Invisible waves instantly surged forward.
Psychiatrist, Dragon's Might!
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