"Wah!"
The baby in Megose's stomach wailed. It wriggled, trying to be born, trying to help its mother out of her predicament.
The black, cold, and slippery threads seemed to be frightened, but also seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force, and they all retreated one after another.
"Wah!"
Dunn and Klein both felt dizzy at the same time. Their throats automatically constricted, and their tracheas were constantly compressed. Breathing instantly became difficult.
Crimson blood dripped from the tip of their noses, the corners of their eyes, and the sides of their ears. All of their blood vessels seemed to have ruptured.
If it wasn't for the fact that Klein would always be tested by the ravings and roars before entering the gray fog, and if it wasn't for the fact that Dunn was holding Saint Selena's ashes in his hands, they would definitely have fainted, just like Leonard Mitchell.
Megose's headless body turned around and faced Klein. The charred flesh and blood, as well as the holy yet demonic white bone blade, were clearly reflected in Klein's eyes.
Klein, who had just gotten rid of the influence with his rich experience, instantly felt his scalp go numb. He forgot about the pain in his right chest and seemed to have already seen Megose lunging at him in a flash. She didn't even give him the chance to chant the incantation, inject spirituality, or throw out the Flaring Sun Charm.
Just as he was about to roll away to dodge, Klein saw Megose suddenly stop. He saw Dunn Smith's black trench coat flutter behind him. He saw the Captain, who was diagonally in front of him, lower his head, and thick, squirming strips protruded from his back. It was as if there were venomous snakes, tentacles, and monsters hidden underneath!
Dunn was using his Incubus ability to forcefully disrupt Megose.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Megose only struggled for a moment before the thick strips protruding from Dunn's body exploded at the same time!
A large amount of bright red blood splattered out and rained down on every corner of the room.
The pale Dunn wasn't dismayed by this outcome, because the blood was absorbed by the black threads created by Saint Selena's ashes!
Absorbed!
The countless cold, slippery, and tentacle-like threads suddenly turned violent. They charged forward instead of retreating and wrapped themselves tightly around Megose. They wrapped themselves around her bulging abdomen that was starting to squirm.
An opportunity!
Klein was both nervous and delighted. He had already formed the ancient Hermes word for "light" in his throat.
"Wow! Wow! Wow! "
The baby's cries rang out again, more incessant and urgent than before!
The black, innumerable, almost invisible threads suddenly paused as if they had been struck by lightning. They trembled and retracted.
Dunn looked at this scene and realized that Megose was about to break free. His expression changed, and he retracted his right hand without hesitation. He spread his fingers and stabbed them into his chest, the left side of his chest!
He quickly pulled his right hand out. It was stained with blood, and his fingers were holding onto a heart that was filled with the tranquility of the night and the ever-changing dreams. A heart that was still contracting and expanding!
Captain … Klein watched helplessly as Dunn Smith stuffed the heart he was holding in his right hand into Saint Selena's urn. His vision quickly turned blurry.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
A cry that sounded like a nightmare in the middle of the night rang out. The innumerable black threads tightened again with an abnormally cold and silent feeling, binding Megose tightly!
Even though another baby's cry came from Megose's abdomen, they didn't loosen at all. They even locked the terrifying sound within their bodies!
Klein's tears, mixed with blood, rolled down his cheeks as he muttered a word in ancient Hermes.
"Light!"
Light that illuminates the darkness! Light that brings warmth!
Almost all of his remaining spirituality was injected into the thin gold piece that was engraved with mysterious patterns. His head instantly felt empty and dizzy.
Mustering the last of his strength, Klein threw the Flaring Sun Charm at Megose, who was bound by countless black threads.
This time, the black threads didn't retreat prematurely. They didn't follow their instincts, as if they were instructed by a certain will.
Thump! Thump!
In Saint Selena's urn, Dunn's bright red heart was still beating continuously.
Sunlight once again pierced through the hole in the ceiling and shone through the entire third floor. It shone into the Blackthorn Security Company, almost forming a solid pillar.
It was guided by the Flaring Sun Charm and reflected back at Megose.
The two merged above the headless monster and exploded like a Sun!
Boom!
Amidst the dazzling white light, Klein closed his eyes and engraved the final scene in his mind.
Megose had lost her left arm, her head, and her charred body that had lost a lot of flesh and blood instantly disintegrated. The terrifying half-illusory, half-real thing within her no longer had a basis in reality and was unable to complete the final step of transformation. Indignantly and angrily, it turned into black gas and melted into the light and flames.
Rumble!
The entire house was shaking violently, but this was only the aftermath of the "Flaming Sun Talisman" that had dissipated.
Unlike ordinary bombs, its power was condensed and restrained!
Klein barely managed to stabilize himself. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and looked forward.
He saw the walls collapsing one after another. He saw a circle of charred black where Megose had been standing, and the floor had only melted halfway.
He saw a blood-stained, curled up umbilical cord that had traces of being burned. He saw Dunn Smith's figure in a black windbreaker still standing in the same spot. He saw the heart in Saint Selena's urn still beating slowly. He saw Leonard Mitchell lying across from him, unsure if he was dead or alive.
The highly exhausted Klein was overjoyed. He felt that he could still use ritualistic magic to save the Captain. He felt that Megose and the baby in her womb had truly been dealt with. No, the latter was closer to being disrupted and expelled.
At that moment, Dunn Smith turned his head and looked at Klein. There was a gentle and relaxed smile on his pale face, and his voice was as mellow as ever.
"We saved Tingen."
After saying that, he seemed to have returned to when he was twenty years old. He was no longer as calm and serious as he winked his left eye at Klein.
Klein's expression froze on his face. He saw the heart in Saint Selena's urn stop beating. It turned into dazzling light spots and dissipated into the surroundings. He saw the Captain's body fall backward and his hands loosen.
All of this was like a picture, but it was unstoppable.
Thud!
Saint Selena's urn fell to the ground, just like Klein's heart.
Bloop! Bloop! Although the urn wasn't covered, the deep darkness inside sealed the exit, preventing any of the resplendent sand-like particles from spilling out. The box tumbled towards Klein.
Dunn Smith fell to the broken ground. His deep gray eyes lost all their luster as he stared at the hole where sunlight had shone in.
Captain! Klein's vision blurred again. He wanted to shout, but the word and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
We can't bear to part with you …
At that moment, Saint Selena's urn rolled to his feet.
Suddenly, Klein felt a pain in his chest. His pupils constricted, and he froze on the spot.
He lowered his head and stared blankly at a pale palm piercing through his left chest. It was stained with blood.
Megose isn't dead yet … No, a new enemy … The mastermind … Am I going to die …
Klein's thoughts scattered quickly. His eyes lost focus, and his body fell to the side.
His breathing gradually stopped. In the end, he felt the palm retract abruptly. He saw a pair of shiny leather boots and a pale hand reaching down.
It was holding onto Saint Selena's urn.
Darkness filled his vision. Klein lost all his senses.
…
The Blackthorn Security Company was in ruins. There were burn marks and broken things everywhere, but there was no sound. It was like a graveyard.
After a few minutes, Leonard's body moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.
He straightened his body with difficulty and looked around. He saw Dunn Smith lying on the ground, and Klein, whose eyes were wide open and frozen in shock. Both of them had obvious wounds on their left chests.
No … Leonard squeezed out a word. He staggered, half-crawled, and half-walked to where Dunn was and stood beside Klein's corpse.
He kept checking and going back and forth between the two, but in the end, he could only accept the result that couldn't be changed.
Leonard's legs turned to jelly, and he knelt on the ground. His green eyes were filled with pain. Droplets of tears streaked down his face, washing away the blood and dust.
He listened for two seconds, then suddenly half-knelt on the ground. With an angry roar, he clenched his fists and punched the floor.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Leonard kept crying and pounding the floor. Amidst his grief, there was a clear sense of hatred and self-loathing.
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