Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 152 I don't like you, so I'll let you graze.

Amidst the firelight, the extraordinary individual, disguised as a member of the gang and blending into the group, landed steadily on the ground and looked up to scan the crowd.

He found Charles in the crowd, looked him straight in the eye, and slowly said, "You took things that don't belong to you. Hand them over honestly."

Charles looked at the other party nervously, then turned to look at Luze, seemingly assessing the strength of both sides.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said to Lu Ze, "Mr. Anderson, this man is extremely agile and has strange abilities, like a magician. He can set things on fire and suddenly disappear."

"boom!"

Seeing Charles's attitude, the member disguised as a gangster suddenly raised his hand and made a gun gesture towards him.

The invisible bullet whistled through the room, heading straight for Charles's head.

"Snapped!"

Luze kicked Charles aside, sending the air bullet slamming into the furniture behind it. The wooden planks were instantly dented, splintering wood chips and creating a deafening crash. Just looking at its power, it was comparable to a regular rifle bullet!

This person is indeed very capable and decisive. Upon realizing he couldn't extract information, he immediately killed to silence the witnesses, denying the other party any chance to obtain information.

This guy is so arrogant, does he not take Lu Ze seriously at all?

Seeing that the bullet missed, the man crossed his arms and shook his hand.

"Swipe!"

The paper slips flew swiftly between his fingers, then were caught between them. He pulled his arm back, gathering strength like drawing a bow, and hurled it towards the other side!

"call out!"

The once soft strip of paper was now as hard as steel, cutting through the air and aiming directly at the vital parts of everyone present.

"boom!"

A wall of blazing fire rose from the floor in front of Lu Ze, blocking the "paper strip knife." After all, no matter how strong the paper strip is, it is still paper at its core. When it encounters a high-temperature flame, it immediately burns and turns into ashes.

The dazzling firelight illuminated the room, the intense heat scorching everyone's faces. Only then did Charles finally react, leading his men to hide behind the flames. They couldn't get involved in a battle between extraordinary beings, so they wanted to avoid causing Luze any trouble.

The wall of fire quickly subsided after its brilliant burst of flames, and the scattered sparks reflected on Lu Ze's handsome yet cold face, creating an unusual beauty.

"Friend, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't interfere."

Seeing Lu Ze's repeated interventions, the extraordinary individual disguised as a gangster stopped trying to attack Xia Er and instead spoke warily to Lu Ze.

"who are you?"

Lu Ze asked.

The other person did not answer, but just looked at Lu Ze, seemingly thinking about something.

He sized up Lu Ze, and Lu Ze was also scrutinizing him.

This guy is a bit tough to deal with.

The paper doll clone, the air pistol, and the flame leaping techniques are exactly the same as those used by the soul that Ms. M once herded. They are mysterious and unpredictable, making it difficult to pinpoint the true form and very easy to miss your target.

Simply put, they are very difficult to catch and kill.

Lu Ze was inexplicably annoyed.

It's all his fault; he made me think of that damned woman again.
I don't like him, so I'll let him graze!
Judging from his willingness to kill without hesitation, this guy is definitely not a good person, and he wouldn't have any psychological issues killing the shepherd.

Lu Ze had made up his mind to catch this guy today and make him the first lamb he would personally herd!

Because of the "flame leap," the gas lamp on the wall had been destroyed, making the area quite dark. Luze noticed that Cecilia had somehow slipped into the shadows and was silently approaching him.

The dagger in her hand reflected a faint light.

"If I don't take care of this, what kind of compensation will you give me?"

Lu Ze spoke up, trying to get the other person's attention, "You have to offer something in return to get people to listen to you, right?"

"We are the subordinates of a distinguished gentleman."

After a moment's hesitation, the other party seemed to be persuaded by Lu Ze and began to explain.

"Thud!" A dagger pierced his chest, penetrating his heart. Turning around, he saw a black-haired, blue-eyed girl silently appear behind him.

Unfortunately, the precise assassination still failed. The opponent's body quickly turned into paper pieces and shattered again, and the real body appeared on the other side of the room.

—That is, in front of Lu Ze.

Lu Ze tried to ambush him, and he also took the opportunity to ambush Lu Ze!

"boom!"

In an instant, he was close to Lu Ze, and before Lu Ze could react, he pointed his finger at Lu Ze's chest and fired!
"Paji!"

The powerful impact slammed into Luze's chest, with the force of a new steam rifle, leaving a huge, through-the-chest wound through which he could even see the opposite wall.

"Mr. Anderson!"

"Charles cried out in terror."

This is terrible! Anderson seemed so powerful, and he could even manipulate flames, yet he was shot and killed by this mysterious guy!
Fear welled up in his heart, because judging from the actions just now, this guy who was pretending to be his subordinate was ready to kill him!
If I confess honestly now, can you spare my life?
When the extraordinary being saw the large hole in Lu Ze's chest, he naturally assumed that he had successfully killed Lu Ze and was about to turn around to deal with the low-ranking black-haired girl.

However, before he could turn around, he heard the person in front of him, who had suffered a fatal injury, speak.

"You're such a jerk, you're reminding me of that woman again."

Why didn't you die?

"Bang! Bang!"

He fired repeatedly, the powerful impact reverberating in Lu Ze's heart, inflicting numerous terrible wounds. Yet he remained standing, unyielding.

impossible!
He began to feel afraid, and moved his finger up, aiming it at Lu Ze's head.

"boom!"

Before he could fire, flames instantly engulfed his body, eventually turning it into ashes scattered like paper figures.

The next second, he appeared in the porch, glanced at Lu Ze whose chest injury was already healing, a look of surprise on his face, and then turned and ran without hesitation.

Don't run away! If you run away, where will I find my lamb?
"stop."

Lu Ze spoke softly.

A filthy, terrifying, and indescribable sound suddenly rang out, and everyone present felt a buzzing in their heads, as if they had been struck in the brain by a hammer.

"what!"

The extraordinary one who was targeted fared even worse; he cried out in pain, clutching his head as blood streamed down his nose and ears.

Filthy language is a direct attack on the mind!

He staggered several steps, seemingly regaining a little consciousness, and with a "bang," he turned into flames and disappeared.

Ran?

Charles thought with surprise and unease.

This guy is so troublesome. If he gets away, what will we do if he keeps coming to ambush us?
At that moment, he saw Lu Ze walk to the porch and pick up a few drops of blood that had dripped from the other man's body. His sister, standing nearby, thoughtfully handed him a dagger.

Lu Ze is going to curse that runaway guy with blood!
Under the fearful gaze of the crowd, Lu Ze swiftly slashed his arm with the dagger, muttering frantically twisted prayers under his breath. Soon, a rudimentary blood magic circle was formed on his skin.

Having advanced to Sequence 5, Luze no longer needs to prepare such complex rituals and can quickly perform curses. In other words, higher-sequence Mystics can significantly simplify ritual procedures.

After the magic circle was completed, he dripped the drop of blood onto it. A faint red light then shone, carrying a heavy and terrifying atmosphere.

No one dared to speak, only watching Lu Ze mutter softly in a frenzied and malicious voice. An invisible, twisting power was gathering strength, and flesh writhed in the red light, reconnecting with its detached body.

At this moment, only a dozen seconds had passed since that person used "Flame Leap" to leave!

"Thank God!"

Lu Ze shouted, raised his right hand, and plunged the dagger straight through his own arm!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Not far from outside the house, a bloodcurdling scream immediately erupted. The desperate cry seemed to come from a soul torn apart.

(End of this chapter)