Chapter 135 Escape and Aftermath

"Bang—"

Angel's thrown dagger finally arrived, hitting the wall and taking away a handful of wall dust.

She then reached out to touch the place where Ms. D disappeared, but could only feel the solid wall.

"Got through the wall and left directly?"

She muttered, pulled out the dagger and went to the window next to her. The window glass had been shattered in the explosions just now, leaving only the wooden frame, swaying in the breeze.

Just now, she turned transparent and passed through the wall. Was it some kind of soul-herding ability? Or was it the effect of some magical item?

Angel guessed, trying to use his night vision to find Ms. D in the shadows of the garden outside the window, but to no avail.

After hesitating for a moment, she still did not jump out of the window and chase the other person.

She lacked the tracking abilities of a fortune teller. Even if she chased out the window, she wouldn't be able to find the "shepherd" who had slipped into the shadows and swiftly escaped. Furthermore, even if the other party's spirit was exhausted, a Sequence 5 Beyonder was not something she could handle alone. Fighting against Ms. D, who had a variety of methods, while facing the impending negative effects of the "Magic Pocket Watch," would likely be a futile act.

After realizing this, Angel put away his dagger and returned to the door of the messy hall. The hall had experienced several explosions, and the surrounding tables, chairs, and decorations had disappeared, leaving only the relatively hard marble floor and the dilapidated walls.

The "Aurora Society" member who blew himself up had now turned into a large piece of flesh and blood smeared on the ground, emitting a bloody smell. Through this radiating bloodstain were the Night Watchmen lying on the ground by the gate.

"Luckily, we attacked Ms. D in time and prevented her from shooting. Otherwise, none of you would have escaped..."

Angel thought silently and walked to the "nightmare" Henry who was closest to him. The latter was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his face was pale, and he was moaning something softly. Seeing Angel coming, he subconsciously clenched his fists and tensed his back, then he saw who was coming and relaxed his whole body.

After helping Henry up, Angel touched the inner pocket of his windbreaker and found a small sky-blue metal bottle. It had been slightly deformed in the explosion, but the potion inside had not leaked.

Angel unscrewed the bottle cap and handed "Goddess's Gaze" to the dazed Henry. He helped him sit against the wall and watched him drink the potion. His pale face gradually turned rosy and his eyes regained their brightness.

"I'm fine... Ahem, go check on the captain and Lares."

Henry coughed up a mouthful of blood and phlegm and spoke slowly.

The other "Red Glove" was in much worse condition than him.

Although the Psychic was a bit further away when the Flesh Bomb exploded, his potion-based approach to strengthening his body wasn't as strong as the Sleepless Ones', and his ability to withstand damage was even weaker. Lares was crouching on the ground, holding a metal bottle containing the Goddess's Gaze in one hand and the Vessel Thief in the other.

He seemed to wake up in the middle and tried to drink medicine to save himself, but fell into coma again due to exhaustion.

After turning the "Red Glove" over, Angel took a quick look and found that although he was in a coma, his breathing and heartbeat were still normal and he was not in danger of life.

By the way, the blood vessel thief can't hold on for too long...

She took the thick, stiff blood vessel and put it in her pocket for temporary safekeeping.

"Angel...where's that 'shepherd', Ms. D? Is she dead or did she escape?"

Dunn Smith's deep voice came from outside the door.

He supported the "Requiem Master" Soest and walked slowly into the hall. The latter had just been attacked by Ms. D's unknown ability. His mouth, nose and ears were like Henry who was hit by the explosion at close range. A lot of blood had flowed out, and the blood had solidified into blood scabs.

His gold-inlaid cane was gone, and the silver ring on the middle finger of his left hand had been taken off. His entire palm had turned red as if it had been scalded by boiling water, even spreading above his wrist and to the part covered by his windbreaker.

In comparison, Dunn was in the best condition among the group. His face only showed fatigue from using his dream-entering ability, and there were almost no scars on his body.

"Ms D escaped and I cut off one of her arms with a dagger, but she blew up her own limb and escaped through the wall."

"I didn't try to track it down; it was too dangerous and pointless."

Angel reported the final outcome of the battle truthfully.

"Your decision is correct. We defeated him because of the cooperation of several Beyonders. Facing a 'Shepherd' with diverse abilities alone might not end well."

Dunn answered, but his eyes were looking at the "Red Glove" captain he was supporting, as if waiting for his evaluation.

Soest frowned and looked at his teammates who were sitting or lying down, then looked at the two members of Tingen's team, and finally nodded.

"Our preparations are still insufficient, and the enemy has also released souls from various sources. The current results are already quite impressive."

"I'm also responsible. I didn't realize that Ms. D was only pretending to be under my control, but had actually discovered our whereabouts. And that last member of the Aurora Society..." He glanced at the devastated hall floor and continued, "...he must have woken up after I left the dream and has been lurking near the battlefield, waiting for his opportunity... I should have warned you sooner."

"When we get back to the base, we can have Klein use divination to confirm her whereabouts. The battle just now must have exhausted Ms. D's spiritual energy, and her combat capability will be reduced in the short term. If we can..."

Angel suggested, still somewhat reluctantly.

"It's too late. She will flee Tingen City as quickly as possible and go to another city or a secret base in the suburbs to hide and recuperate. This is the usual practice of the Aurora Society's divine messengers. You fought against Mr. C in Enmat Harbor, so you should be familiar with their escape methods."

As the captain of the "Red Gloves", Soest had extensive experience in combat with the "Aurora Society" and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Then let's deal with the battlefield here first."

Dunn said that when he saw that Soster had gradually recovered his strength and was able to stand on his own, he did not continue to support him, but went to help Henry who had stood up again, lifted Lares who was still unconscious, and moved him to the slightly cleaner ground outside the door.

"He seems to be fine. His pulse is steady and his breathing is normal. He might have hit his head in the explosion just now."

Is it okay to hit your head?

Angel was still a little worried after listening to the conclusion that Soster came to after examining Lares.

However, since the captain of the "Red Gloves" has spoken, she can't say anything more. Maybe after returning to the Blackthorn Security Company and undergoing ritual magic treatment, Lares will be able to return to normal.

Dunn saw the three Red Gloves gathered together, so he walked over to Angel and looked at him with concern: "How about you? You weren't hurt just now, were you?"

"It's okay, remember? I have a paper substitute. My back just hurts a little right now." Angel shook his arm to indicate that he was fine. "But you might have to clean up the battlefield later."

Taking out the "magic pocket watch" with less than a minute left on the countdown, Angel said with a wry smile while looking at the brightly lit hall of the villa from outside the door.

Modified some unreasonable potion enhancements. Thank you for pointing out the errors.