The Dragon's Might surged over as Strongman Ozil and his subordinates trembled at the same time, as though they had been struck by a sledgehammer.
Suddenly, some of them ran in every direction, some fled aimlessly, some spun in circles on the spot, and some stood motionless as their bodies trembled. Their reactions were divided into different categories, each with their own differences.
Unlike how he was previously afraid that Wormtongue Misol would recover and that he had to race against time, Klein had the leisure to pay attention to the situation. He instantly grasped the situation.
The different reactions are based on the strength and tenacity of one's mind. The weakest and most ordinary Beyonders would run wildly. Ordinary humans with relatively stronger wills would flee aimlessly. Beyonders with enhanced mental strength and ordinary people with relatively strong wills would mainly spin in circles on the spot, wanting to escape but being able to restrain themselves. As for Beyonders with relatively strong mental strength or tenacity, they would tremble and spin in circles.
Those who are scared to the point of incontinence are the fleeing and evading type …
Klein swept his gaze and was about to raise his gun to shoot so that the enemies who could threaten him would lose their ability to fight.
At this moment, he discovered that the eyes of a trembling man had regained clarity, as though he was about to escape the effects of "Awe". As for the others, they also showed signs of recovery to a certain extent.
Considering the fact that he couldn't finish them off in a short period of time, and that the gunshots would easily awaken some people, and that the different Beyonders' powers could very well cause him harm, Klein had a thought and dyed his left glove with a sinister, reflective black color.
His eyes darkened as he forcefully "Distorted" the Awakened's intentions.
The trembling man suddenly lunged to the side, unable to hold back his thoughts of escaping. He ran straight for the secret exit, leaving his employer, Strongman Ozil, with a shrinking back.
Klein quickly switched between Psychiatrist and Baron of Corruption. He used Dragon's Might, followed by Distortion, then Dragon's Might, and then Distortion. Soon, he expelled the mentally strong or tenacious Ozil guards from the underground area.
Although Creeping Hunger couldn't be compared to a genuine Shepherd, with the switching between different souls having a certain buffer, Klein had a good grasp of the rhythm. With the remnant effects of Dragon's Might, he easily achieved his goal.
However, he also discovered a problem. For some targets, if they were repeatedly affected by Dragon's Might in a short period of time, the effects of "Awe" would've worsened. Of course, most of Strongman Ozil's subordinates had collapsed to the ground after being repeatedly stacked with Dragon's Might. Their feces and urine flowed everywhere as the stench spread.
The combination of Dragon's Might and Distortion isn't bad … If Mithor hadn't counterattacked and had used Bribe — Weaken and Distortion to forcefully escape, I might not have been able to catch up to him and kill him. Yes, his counterattack was quite powerful. There were almost no signs at the beginning. If not for the Seer and Clown relying on their spirituality and premonitions, I might not even have had the time to use Paper Figurine Substitutes, much less dodge.
This reminds me that even if I have the combat strength of a Sequence 5 with Creeping Hunger, I can't underestimate other Sequence 6s. If I'm not careful, I might've been killed instead …
Amidst his thoughts, Klein made the glove seem as though it was made of gold as two bolts of lightning lit up in his eyes.
Strongman Ozil immediately cried out in pain. Unable to hold on any longer, he fell to the ground as though a mountain had collapsed. He clutched his head and struggled in pain like a catfish that had just been caught.
Unfortunately, I don't have any area-of-effect offensive Beyonder powers. Otherwise, those Beyonders from before would've been left behind … I remember that the Sea King domain has Lightning Storm … But this charm is too high-level. It's beyond the scope of my current knowledge … Klein swept his gaze across the goons on the ground as he unhurriedly entered the underground area.
This was originally a trading market, but now, those who needed to escape had already fled. It was empty.
Klein, who was wearing a black double-breasted coat, brought out a chair from behind a stall. He placed it in front of Ozil and leisurely sat down. He leaned forward and silently observed the owner of the Amyris Leaf Bar.
Ozil rolled for a while and finally recovered from the pain of losing control, but he still felt as if his head was about to split open.
Just as he was about to straighten his back and stand up, he suddenly saw a pair of pale golden eyes and a glove covered with dark golden scales.
At this moment, with cold sweat still lingering on his forehead, he could only feel vortexes appearing one after another inside those eyes, sucking in all of his spirit.
Klein asked calmly, "What's the matter?
"Were you a pirate before?"
"Yes." Ozil realized that he really wanted to answer the question.
This was a psychological cue!
Klein asked again without changing his tone,
"What have you done that violates the kingdom's laws?"
Ozil didn't hide anything. He briefly recounted the things he had done when he was a pirate and the owner of the Amyris Leaf Bar. It included pillaging a liner, humiliating female passengers, killing the innocent, and kidnapping a competitor's family. He even set up an ambush, causing the entire family to sink to the bottom of the sea.
Klein silently listened as the corners of his mouth curled up. He patted his left palm with his right hand.
"What a competent pirate, a qualified mafia boss."
Amidst his praise, he extended his left palm as a hideous mouth tore open on the thin human skin.
Shrill screams immediately resounded in the underground area, but they only lasted for a few seconds before coming to a halt. All that was left was a lingering echo.
Klein sat in his chair as he silently watched the bright points of light slowly converge in front of him.
Around him, the thugs, who were cowering in fear, instinctively distanced themselves from him as they crawled on the ground, leaving behind filthy traces.
After a while, Klein slowly stood up and bent down to pick up the pure ball of light that was the size of a baby's fist, as well as the wallet in Ozil's clothes.
Glancing at the thickness of the cash, he put away the two items, put away his revolver, took off his half top hat, and bowed to the trembling thugs who were hiding in a corner.
After doing all of this, Klein checked the underground area. Regrettably, he didn't find anything like a safe. All he could do was return to the passageway, pick up Wormtongue Misol King's corpse, and walk to the entrance.
He paused for two seconds as his mind naturally outlined the scene outside. He realized that the guards, who he thought would attempt to open the door and enter to rescue him, had long disappeared.
The Dragon's Might from before made them understand that this was a battle between Beyonders, so they retreated? As expected of a place where pirates run rampant. Even ordinary people have the chance to understand Beyonders … It seems like such things happen here often? A wanted criminal was suddenly arrested by the Mandated Punishers? Klein untied the chains and touched Misol's pocket in passing, transferring the other party's cash to himself.
Holding back the urge to earn points, he ignited a paper figurine and threw it outside. Then, he opened the entrance door and walked out with Misol's corpse.
At this moment, most of the customers had already dispersed, leaving only seven or eight people hiding in different spots to await the outcome.
Klein surveyed the area without any expression, making the gazes hurriedly retract.
The only one who dared to look him in the eye was Oz Kent. This military liaison frowned as he watched German Sparrow slowly walk over with a corpse in his hand.
Bang!
The corpse flew in front of him and knocked over a table.
Oz Kent focused his gaze as his pupils constricted.
Wormtongue Misol King! Vice Admiral Ailment's third mate, Misol King! He looked up in surprise, once again looking at German Sparrow.
Klein revealed a smile bit by bit.
"Remember to give me the bounty."
With that said, he took off his half top hat and bowed slightly as a form of salute as he turned to walk towards the entrance of the Amyris Leaf Bar.
…
Bayam Harbor, on the White Agate.
Erland watched as the door to his captain's cabin was pushed open with a bang.
He asked in surprise, "Kent, what happened?"
Oz Kent's expression was a little distorted.
"Erland, what kind of monster did you introduce me to?"
"… German Sparrow?" Erland asked in uncertainty.
Oz Kent nodded.
"He killed Wormtongue and Strongman just like that, right in front of me at the Amyris Leaf Bar! It didn't take more than five minutes! "
He felt like he was going crazy.
"Misol King?" Erland said the name as though he was muttering to himself.
Following that, he revealed a wry smile.
"From the looks of it, we have to report this to the higher-ups."
He didn't mention Blazing Dhaniz, nor did he mention Steel Maveti's death.
"Alright!" Oz Kent was waiting for this sentence.
Three in the afternoon, in a garden house near the Bayam governor-general's office.
Erland and Oz Kent sat in an elegantly decorated living room, waiting for the important figure's response.
After an unknown period of time, a young man with neatly combed blond hair came down the stairs.
He said to the two, "The admiral's intention is that since he doesn't have any enmity for the time being, we shall fulfill the agreement and continue our previous cooperation. However, we have to be on guard. Also, send a telegram back to Baekeland to secretly investigate his true identity and his intentions at sea.
"Also, spread the news of him killing Misol King. Spread it to the pirates."
"Yes, Mr. Luan." Erland and Oz Kent heaved a sigh of relief after receiving clear instructions.
…
Inside the inn, Klein did a divination and counted the cash. He confirmed that he had obtained 327 pounds, 9 soli, and 5 pence, as well as a Sequence 8 Pugilist Beyonder characteristic of the Warrior pathway.
This is also an item worth six to seven hundred pounds … Furthermore, there's Misol's bounty. Even after deducting the "labor fee," there's still a few thousand pounds. Heh, Oz Kent might not dare to take a cut … This is quite a sizable harvest. It's like a windfall that fell from the sky! Klein thought happily. Then, he held a ritual and brought Creeping Hunger above the gray fog.
Frankly speaking, the Beyonder powers of Dragon's Might, Frenzy, and Psychological Cue were rather useful. He was rather reluctant to part with them, but since he had already promised Miss Justice, he ultimately chose to keep his promise.
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