Chapter 281 The Thief Returns

Bang, bang—

Even though he had been incredibly lucky just now, Angel no longer dared to gamble on the 1/5 chance of luck in pulling the hammer. Instead, he kept pulling the trigger and "normally" poured bullets onto Ms. D's body. At the same time, he slowly approached, laying down invisible silk threads that extended towards her, guiding the black flames to wrap around this tenacious "shepherd" and burn her to ashes.

In her combat experience, this cursed black flame had a special effect on the Rose Bishops of the Secret Prayer Path, but it did not seem to cause fatal damage to the Sequence 5 Shepherd. Ms. D, with black flames emitting from her body, actually slowly climbed up under the hail of bullets. The flesh in the horrific wound on her chest squirmed and began to slowly heal!

Who would have thought she could still move without a heart? Or was it the shepherd's powerful recovery ability that kept her heart functioning?

Ms. D even smiled and grabbed the edge of the wound with her hands, pulling it to the side. In Angel's eyes, the wound seemed to be pulled to the side, while the defect in the opposite direction healed quickly, just like a magician's illusion.

No, that is indeed the magic of the "magician"!

Angel suddenly realized that the other party was using "damage transfer" and she wanted to transfer the fatal wound on her chest to other places!

In the sudden burst of flames, Angel also used the ability of "magician" to use the black flames all over the opponent's body to flash behind Ms. D. The shepherd's back was bloody and the wound that occupied almost half of her back was rapidly deformed due to the effect of damage transfer and moved with the traction.

Flame... Frost... At this moment, one extraordinary ability after another flashed through Angel's mind.

Oh, right, "Crimson Eyes", the extraordinary characteristic of the "Rose Bishop" contaminated by the true Creator!

Angel reached into his pocket and pulled out the eyeball whose surface had turned red. Enduring the whispers in his mind, he stuffed it into the wound that was constantly deforming and healing.

The next moment, under the effect of "damage transfer", the fatal wound was moved to Ms. D's left shoulder, and the penetrating wounds on her chest and back recovered as before. The new white skin concealed the extraordinary characteristics inside.

"No! What is this...?"

As if she just realized that something was inside her body, Ms. D screamed with a hint of fear. She covered her chest and staggered to the side. The vigorous vitality she had just had disappeared without a trace.

Her blue eyes looked at Angel beside her, gradually turning red, her lips slightly parted, and she murmured:

"My Lord, is that you?"

The next second, this body, which had almost recovered all its injuries, exploded in front of Angel.

Corrosive flesh and blood splattered on the surrounding ground and on Angel's temporary ice surface, making bursts of hissing and burning sounds.

Looking at the couple he was protecting behind him, too terrified to move, Angel sighed inwardly. These two were really unlucky. Everyone else on the street had run away, but they were the only ones left. And they happened to be blocking the path of his escape and Ms. D's attack...

Fortunately, they are safe and sound.

She let the ice block that had blocked the explosion fall to the ground. She withdrew her gaze from the couple and scanned the shapeless, twisted mass of flesh on the ground. Under the combined effects of the black flames, the pollution, and the explosion, Ms. D must have...

Um?

Angel was horrified to realize that the flesh and blood on the ground was obviously not the size of an adult.

Under the dim street lights, I used my dark vision to make a rough estimate and found that about half of the "meat" had disappeared.

If Angel had not experienced the escape of Mr. C in Port Enmat, he might have been deceived by this trick.

She sneered, walked closer to the largest piece of remaining flesh and blood, mobilized her spiritual power, pressed her fingers on the stained blood on the ground, and muttered something.

A black flame suddenly burst out from this mass of flesh and blood.

…

In the night sky, the chivalrous thief "Black Emperor", wearing majestic black armor and a crown of the same color on his head, is flying quickly.

Klein was extremely anxious. Miss Justice's hasty prayer did not include the exact location of Queen Angel's battle. He only knew that it was in a villa in the Hillston District, near the North District.

The opponent possessed a certain degree of anti-divination, its effect even close to that of the "Card of Blasphemy". Even prying the power of the gray fog to perform divination was very difficult. He could only summon himself and use the spirit of the "Black Emperor" to conduct efficient reconnaissance in the air.

Soon, he found a chaotic street. The "Black Emperor", which was invisible to the naked eye, lowered its altitude and came above the street.

At a glance, he saw the villa and garden that had experienced the war, the blood-stained street, and a couple still standing on the street.

Dr. Allen?

Looking at the tall and thin figure, Klein quickly recognized him. It was Alan Kress, a surgeon he met at the Krag Club. The black-haired young woman next to him was his wife, Velma Gladys.

Why are they here? I know Dr. Allen has been unlucky lately, but appearing at the scene of a supernatural event is really too unlucky...

Sighing, Klein's spirit flew past the two people and discovered traces of explosion and corrosion in front of them. It looked very much like a flesh-and-blood bomb from a certain "Rose Bishop." The fresh blood on the ground made him feel a pang in his heart.

On one side are the extraordinary people of the Aurora Society, and who is on the other side is self-evident.

The bloodstains look very fresh, so the battle must have happened not long ago. If I were her, I would...

His mind raced as his eyes swept over the surrounding vegetation and buildings, finally looking at the manhole cover not far away.

Swish——

The spirit passed silently through the ground and entered the intricate underground sewer network. Since there was no need to look for connections in different pipes, he quickly discovered Angel's whereabouts.

The latter was huddled in a corner of a sewer, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at a pile of corpses burning with black flames not far away.

His spiritual awareness told Klein that approaching the black flame would be extremely dangerous. He carefully avoided the black flame and approached the slightly trembling Angel.

"Miss Irene, it's me."

After adjusting his mood, he spoke.

…

Angel finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the "person" coming was Sherlock Moriarty in the costume of the Dark Emperor. Although she was now afraid of fire, she still had the courage to summon the black flames and die together with the evil spirits.

"Did Mr. Fool tell you about this place?"

Curling up again, a little further away from the gradually dying black flames, Angel asked in a low voice.

Above her head, she could hear chaotic footsteps and shouts. The official Beyonders nearby should have arrived at the scene. They might soon expand the search range and find her hiding in the sewer.

After using the blood curse to ignite the flesh and blood, as well as Ms. D who was connected to it, Angel found the shepherd who had abandoned half of her flesh and blood and fled here in the last two minutes of the "magic pocket watch". He used the last bullet and the repeatedly burning black flames to burn the dying shepherd into a pile of debris that was no longer recognizable as a human.

This powerful Sequence 5 Beyonder, damaged by magical items, contaminated by the "Scarlet Eye," and repeatedly burned by Angel's flames, finally died in the cramped sewer.

But before the flame went out, the 10 minutes of the pocket watch were over, and for the next 12 hours, she became the coward who was afraid to show herself in public again.

Fortunately, Sherlock arrived at the scene in spirit form...

She guessed that after Audrey left, she had prayed to the Fool for help, and so this Fool's follower had come to help. But was this the only follower of the Fool in all of Backlund? Then he must be too busy, wasn't he?

Angel complained in his heart and looked at the ghost wearing armor and a crown beside him.

"...Search nearby buildings, including the sewers..."

Faint shouts came from above my head, getting closer and closer.

The spirit of Sherlock floated twice under Angel's vision, and a small square box slowly moved out of his body. Angel took it and saw that it was a deck of tarot cards.

"I'll go hold them back."

Sherlock's muffled voice came from inside the spirit, and Angel understood and nodded.

The "Black Emperor" passed through the ceiling of the sewer and disappeared. A moment later, there was a noise from above and a few gunshots could be heard faintly.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, the black flames on Ms. D's body slowly died down. Angel didn't dare to delay and quickly opened the brand new tarot deck, drawing out "Judgment". After hesitating for a moment, he drew out "Justice" and scattered the remaining cards on Ms. D. The two unique large cards were then placed face up on both sides of the corpse.

Then, she picked up the Beyonder Characteristics that had just been extracted, which were wrapped in a ray of light in the darkness, a flat object that was constantly changing in appearance and looked like a piece of skin, and a sharp object that seemed to be made of bones and shaped like a dagger, and quickly left the place.

Fearing the gas lamps all over the streets, she did not dare to go above ground, and could only walk along the sewers in the direction she remembered towards the Cherwood district.