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Chapter 559: Products from the Mall are Guaranteed to be of High Quality!
Mirror space...

Could it be the power of some sealed artifact?
The giant's heart sank as he realized he could not replenish his flesh and blood here.

Without any hesitation, he roared and grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand, tearing the entire arm off and throwing it, bone and all, towards the figure in the corridor.

"boom!"

The severed arm, flying at high speed, exploded with a deafening roar, turning into a shower of blood and flesh that rained down on Klein.

At the same time, the flesh at the broken point on his left shoulder began to writhe wildly, and a new blood-red arm, temporarily without skin, actually grew from the broken arm!

"Clap clap clap!"

"Chucky!"

The bursting flesh and blood eerily bypassed Klein, slapping against the surrounding floor and walls.

The once solid red bricks were quickly corroded by flesh and blood, revealing one dark hole after another.

"Secret Prayer Path, Sequence 6 Rose Bishop..."

Klein glanced at the black dot at his feet and said calmly, "So you're from the Aurora Society."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, which was adorned with a peculiar ring, and made a clenching motion towards the corridor ahead.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the entire two-story brick building began to crumble and rebuild.

Countless bricks detached from the whole structure, vibrating violently like Lego bricks.

The next second, the brick walls on both sides suddenly shot out, like two giant hands made of bricks, pressing down on the two-meter-tall figure in the center.

"Oh!"

With a deafening crash, the giant's towering body was instantly smashed into a bloody pulp by the two brick walls.

Even after being reduced to a pulp, the opponent's movements remained unaffected. Instead, like melted flesh, it unleashed a terrifying wave of blood and flesh, rushing towards Klein.

Seeing this, Klein raised an eyebrow and said softly:
"As expected of the Rose Bishop, a Sequence 6!"

It is said that every Rose Bishop is an expert in flesh magic, possessing a deep control over cells.

No matter what kind of abnormal changes occur in the body, as long as the spirit is not involved, it can be restored.

In other words, unless the flesh and blood are exhausted, the Rose Bishop's body will not have any fatal parts as long as the spirit remains intact.

If it were the previous Klein, even if he exhausted all his methods, he probably would not have been able to completely wipe out this giant.

But unfortunately... he is no longer the same person he was two days ago!

Klein raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and then suddenly turned it.

"Crack-"

In an instant, the already violently trembling brick wall and floor suddenly began to boil and surge.

Waves of earth and stone surged and rolled forward wildly, their speed matching that of the flesh carpet, much like a treadmill, firmly controlling the surging waves of blood and flesh carpet in place!

Even though he was only about three feet away from Klein, he couldn't touch his body no matter what he did.

It was as if there was an insurmountable chasm between them, and no matter how hard the fleshy blanket tried, it could not cross that short three-foot gap.

"it's useless."

Klein stared mockingly at the blood-soaked carpet of flesh still struggling three feet away.

Although he himself did not possess any dimensional magic, in the face of giants who were equally ignorant of dimensions, he, with the blessing of a Muggle version of the Sling Ring, was the sole ruler of the entire Mirror Dimension!
Before he finished speaking, Klein twirled his five fingers, and the entire corridor was instantly turned upside down.

The red bricks not only rolled wildly forward, but also tumbled sideways like a washing machine, shaking the blood-red carpet of flesh in the corridor until it was dizzy and unable to break free.

"call out--"

Just then, three eerie lights suddenly burst forth from the shadows behind them.

But before the ghostly light could escape the shadows, Klein, who had been facing away from them, vanished instantly.

...where are the people?
The attacker, hidden in the shadows, was slightly taken aback.

The next second, a cold, metallic sensation came from the back of my head.

What followed was a death declaration colder than metal:
"First……"

"Oh!"

A holy white light suddenly erupted, instantly dispelling the thick, inky darkness and shadows around it, illuminating the headless body whose head had been blasted apart by the white light.

The remaining two attackers were startled and hurriedly ran towards the rapidly receding shadows not far away.

However, before they could even take a step, the extraordinary one wearing a clown mask turned his gun around and fired repeatedly at the two men's backs.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two more gunshots rang out, and bullets gleaming white shot out, instantly piercing the backs of the two men.

"No!"

A scream filled with pain and despair echoed from the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light burst forth, engulfing the two bodies and turning them into two twisted black shadows, which crumbled inch by inch in the holy light that dispelled the darkness.

“Three Sequence 7 hermits and one Sequence 6 Rose Bishop.”

"This kind of spectacle is indeed far more complex than I initially thought..."

As Klein thought this, he put away the extraordinary aggregate of characteristics left behind by the three hermits.

After doing all that, he turned around and looked at the crimson flesh and blood churning inside the 'washing machine'.

At this moment, the flesh and blood had been jostled into a ball, and the blood and mud that had been hidden in the cracks between the bricks and stones were squeezed out by the bricks and stones during the violent shaking.

"As expected of a specially made suspension ring that's supposedly usable even by Muggles!"

Klein stroked the ring and exclaimed, "It's really simple and easy to use, and the price-performance ratio is extremely high!"

That being said, not everyone can use the Ring to such an extent in just one day.

Klein was able to do it because his power system was biased towards authority and skill. When he used the Ring, it was as if he were using his own ability as his own arm or finger.

If it were a member from another world, even if he had a month to study and practice diligently every day, he probably wouldn't reach Klein's current level...

Getting back to the point, after his initial reflection, Klein turned his gaze to the 'giant'. After a moment's thought, he took out a bullet with red markings from his storage ring, and while loading it into the magazine, he slowly and deliberately began to speak:

"It is said that as long as the Rose Bishop has flesh and blood, he will not die."

"In that case, let's not bother..."

Having finished loading his bullets, he aimed at the still-struggling, surging mass of blood and flesh ahead, and let out a soft sigh, tinged with a hint of heartache:

"Just enjoy it!"

"This is an expensive experience worth fifty points!"

"Oh!"

Before he finished speaking, Klein decisively pulled the trigger, shooting out a red trail that was almost like a streak of light.

The scorching bullet instantly pierced into the rolling flesh, then burst forth with an incomparably dazzling golden-red light.

"Om-!"

With a hum of energy, a golden-red sphere composed entirely of destructive energy burst forth instantly.

Its entire body is a dazzling crimson, and its surface is covered with countless ultra-high-temperature plasmas, which flicker and flash wildly like golden lava cracks.

With each flicker and flash, heat enough to incinerate everything bursts forth!

In an instant, the golden-red sphere of light expanded rapidly, sweeping out in a perfect 360-degree arc with overwhelming force and the ability to annihilate everything!
The flesh pierced by the bullet was the first to be affected, and it tore apart inch by inch in the dazzling golden-red light.

The floor and walls, which rolled wildly, were also reduced to ashes in the intense heat of the energy.

Naturally, those fragments of flesh and blood that had detached from the main body also could not escape the fate of being evaporated and vaporized.

In the blink of an eye, half of the two-story brick building was swallowed up by the golden-red light.

When the light faded, all the swallowed matter disappeared, leaving only a dilapidated building that looked as if it had been devoured by a giant beast, and dark red traces that had long since crystallized.

"call--"

A surging heat wave roared in.

Klein pressed one hand to his mask, his trench coat fluttering in the air currents.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness I activated the mirror space beforehand!"

"If a fight like this happened in the real world, there probably wouldn't be many survivors in the entire dormitory building..."

Seeing the astonishing destructive power of the Crimson Pulse Bullet, Klein couldn't help but feel fortunate.

But he quickly calmed down from the scene before him, lowered his arms, and looked at the slightly ajar door not far behind him.

"After watching the show for so long, don't you want to come out and say a few words?"

As Klein spoke softly, the slightly ajar door slowly opened.

A man in a linen shirt with a sharply defined face walked out of the room, looking at the mysterious clown in front of him with an indifferent and calm expression, without even the slightest fear.

“Lanus…”

Klein stared intently at that familiar face.

He had thought he would have a lot to say after meeting the other person.

For example, talk about what happened in Tingen, or say something like, "Dunne Smith sends his regards," before officially taking revenge.

But in fact, when Lanius actually appeared in front of him, he had no desire to confide in anyone; all he felt was pure killing intent and the urge to act immediately.

However, the opponent, Lanius, was clearly different.

He sized up the 'clown' in front of him, revealing his signature mocking smile.

"I thought I would meet some important figures from the Church of the Goddess of Night, or at the very least, Red Gloves and Night Watchers."

"But I never expected that the person who came to kill me tonight would be someone like you!"

The slightly sarcastic voice echoed in the remaining half of the corridor, but received no response.

Lanius frowned, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to ask me why I'm so calm?"

Klein flipped his hand and took out dozens of bullets of different colors. While slowly selecting the appropriate bullets, he said indifferently without looking up:
"If I don't ask, you won't tell me?"

"..."

Lanius was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha!"

"Not bad!"

He abruptly stopped laughing and looked at Klein with interest, saying:

"It seems you know me well. For someone like me, the saddest thing is to do something really great and then have no one to share it with."

"But judging from your expression, you probably don't intend to let me finish my story."

"Since that's the case, let's get straight to the point and talk about why I'm not afraid."

"this is very simple."

"Because I am no longer the pure Lanius."

He paused, his gaze suddenly turning incredibly cold:
"Now I am even more—the true creator!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly ripped open his linen shirt, revealing large patches of dark red flesh without skin.

The flesh and blood intertwined together, outlining an upside-down human figure between his chest and abdomen!
Suddenly, the surrounding mirror space shattered like a mirror, and all the scenes were collapsing, as if they would completely disintegrate and disappear in the next second.

At the same time, an indescribable sense of terror descended upon the place.

It was a majestic figure that looked down upon and crushed all living beings, a great existence that mortals could never contend with or even face!
Do not look directly at God...

This was something Klein had known for a long time.

However, faced with such a terrifying existence, he did not feel the same sense of powerlessness that had overwhelmed his body and thoughts as he had in Tingen City.

He glanced at the jade pendant gleaming silver at his waist and continued loading bullets.

Once the magazine was full, he slowly raised his head, and under the astonished and incredulous gaze of Lanluus, looked directly at the upside-down figure and said calmly:
"Do you think... there's only one god here?"

(End of this chapter)