Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 117 May the Lord be with you
"boom!"

The flames and the impact instantly filled the entire house. All the windows shattered under the intense impact, and the shock and airflow sprayed out of the windows, along with broken bricks, glass shards, and window frames, into the garden and on the street outside.

The house was filled with thick smoke and completely destroyed by the explosion.

The impact and flames engulfed and swarmed Lu Ze at close range, causing him to lose consciousness for a period of time.

His clothes were tattered beyond recognition, his entire body was burned, the bones in his arms and thighs were broken from the impact, and his internal organs were a jumbled mess. But even as he lost consciousness, the flesh at his wounds began to wriggle and heal. After about ten seconds, he regained consciousness.

As he regained consciousness, Lu Ze convulsed violently, as his entire body was sending pain signals to his chaotic brain. Every nerve was filled with intense vibrations, sending a surge of intense stimulation down his spine into his mental world.

"Click, click"

Lu Ze convulsed and struggled on the ground. His vocal cords had not yet recovered, and he could only let out hoarse cries of pain.

That's gone too far!

It hurts so much!

It hurts so much!
No, I don't know how Ms. M is doing yet, I have to get up quickly.
With that thought in mind, Lu Ze focused his attention on his wounds, working with all his might to heal them. Finally, after about ten seconds, he managed to heal the most critical injuries, then knelt up with his burned, red skin. He felt much better in his lungs; the explosion seemed to have blown away all the disease and toxins in the house.

He scanned the room with his remaining eyeball, then couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

"Ha ha."

The laughter was weak and feeble, yet it carried a strong sense of hatred and exhilaration.

Because Lu Ze saw that Ms. M, who had once been so arrogant and caused him countless troubles, was standing on the floor in the center of the room, looking extremely miserable. Her white robe was tattered, her body was covered in wounds, and half of her delicate face was burned away by flames, revealing a cruel beauty.

"Luze Longdor".

She looked at Lu Ze and murmured. Although her face was severely injured, her golden eyes still shone with a fierce light.

"Haha, I'm here, I'm here."

Lu Ze regained some strength and stood up, leaning against the wall, saying, "You're really tough. You're still alive even after all this."

Ms. M's body was already on the verge of collapse, but after so many methods from Lu Ze, she managed to barely maintain her physical integrity.

"Please, give me your body."

She reached out her hand to Lu Ze, the rose ring on her finger as red as blood.

"The Creator of Everything".

The broken magic circle beneath her began to glow again, and Ms. M softly chanted the name of the true creator. An invisible force gathered in the air, and the light in her eyes shone even brighter.

"No!"

"Lu Ze shouted, his movements a bit too abrupt, and he accidentally fell to the ground again. The revolver in the holster fell to the ground due to the explosion, and he picked it up and pulled the trigger at Ms. M, firing the last bullet.

"boom!"

"The fallen nature of all living beings."

The bullet pierced Ms. M's chest. She paused for a moment, then continued chanting her prayer as she walked toward him.

Hey!
The Clockwork Joker's time limit had long expired, and it was unknown where it had been thrown during the impact. Lu Ze struggled to his feet, picked up the silver dagger from the ground, only to see Ms. M make a gun gesture with her finger, and fire an air pistol at his arm, breaking his right hand again, and the silver dagger fell to the ground.

He endured the pain, bent down, and picked up the silver dagger with his remaining left hand, but by the time he finished, Ms. M was already in front of him.

Praise be to you, my Lord.

The familiar, sweet fragrance mixed with the stench of burning reached Lu Ze's nose. Ms. M spoke gently, extending her hand to him.

"puff!"

Just then, a gleaming blade suddenly emerged from her chest.

A figure slowly appeared behind her, with black hair, blue eyes, and an angry face. It was Cecilia who had finally arrived at the scene!
"call!"

Black flames erupted from the tip of the blade, scorching Ms. M's body. She shuddered, but didn't stop chanting. Instead, she swung her arm, easily sending Cecilia flying. Cecilia's body crashed into a wall, unable to rise again.

"Cecilia!"

Lu Ze called out anxiously. Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ms. M approaching, so he rolled on the ground and staggered behind her, grabbing the dagger that Cecilia had dropped.

"The Lord's will will be done on earth as it is in his kingdom."

He heard Ms. M reciting some familiar phrases. Wasn't this something from that human skin holy book?

In that moment of urgency, Lu Ze didn't have time to consider Ms. M's purpose in saying all this. It had nothing to do with the prayers required for the ritual; he simply assumed she had gone mad. He had barely picked up the extraordinary dagger when Ms. M turned to face him.

"Die!"

Lu Ze gritted his teeth, gripped the dagger imbued with the witch's properties, and plunged it viciously into Ms. M's stomach. An extremely cold aura emanated from his hand, and Ms. M's wound was covered with a dark blue ice, severing her life force.

"puff!"

Blood gushed from Ms. M's mouth, but she did not stop. She gently embraced Lu Ze's neck and looked directly at him with her golden eyes. "The Lord gives us the truth and leaves the filth to himself, to achieve the sacrifice of depravity with mercy and grace."

He was enveloped in a warm fragrance. Even after being hurt to this extent, her body remained soft and her touch was alluring.

"Go away!"

For some reason, looking at Ms. M who was not resisting at all, Lu Ze suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. He pushed Ms. M's arm away hard, causing her to fall backward onto the floor.

Ms. M could no longer get up, but her eyes remained fixed on Lu Ze's, as if she wanted to imprint her existence deeply into Lu Ze's mind.

The light in her eyes grew even brighter.

“We will faithfully carry out your will and cleanse our sins with the precious blood of the lamb.”

Ms. M's prayers echoed in Lu Ze's mind, relentlessly, making him feel uneasy, as if something unknown deep within his consciousness was being altered.

Stop reading!
Stop reading!

Your plan has failed, your life is about to end, so struggle even more ugly!

A strong sense of unease welled up in Lu Ze's heart. He straddled Ms. M with a fierce expression, gripped the dagger with both hands, and raised it high.

She's just a crazy person with a broken brain; killing her will solve everything!

"Stop howling, your Lord won't hear you."

He roared and plunged the dagger down with all his might!

"puff!"

The dagger burst into flames, easily severing Ms. M's ribs before piercing her heart and burning it to ashes.

May the Lord always be with you.

Ms. M did not struggle; with her last bit of strength, she spoke gently to Lu Ze.

A few seconds later, the light in her golden eyes gradually faded, and she lost all vitality.

She is dead.

"huh, huh"

Lu Ze's hand holding the dagger trembled, and he gasped for breath, his mind filled with an inescapable sense of absurdity.

Just die?
But why do I always feel like it's not over yet?
He breathed heavily in silence, gathering his strength. After a few seconds, he climbed off the corpse and stumbled towards his sister.

"Cecilia!"

He helped his sister up, checked her over, and confirmed that she had only temporarily fainted, which put his mind at ease.

"I'm sorry, Lu Ze, I wasn't of much help."

Cecilia's first words upon waking were an apology.

"Stop talking about that! Get up now, we need to get out of here immediately!"

Lu Ze said.

The gas explosion was too loud; the police would be here soon, and in a little while, the Night Watchers or other official extraordinary beings would arrive. They had to leave before then!

Next, we need to quickly clear the scene and then find a hidden escape route.
Lu Ze was thinking about his next move when suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked up sharply.

On the street outside, several people wearing black coats had rushed over. When they saw that it was him inside, they were all extremely surprised.

When Dunn Smith, who was leading the group, looked at Luzer, his iron-gray eyes revealed a deep complexity and regret.

(End of this chapter)