Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 188 Testing the Gun
Because he replenished himself with an excessive amount of flesh and blood, Lu Ze's already unstable mental state became even more dangerous.

In the palace, the mermaids summoned by the queen only offered temporary reassurance, failing to address the root of the problem. This was because their flesh and blood were filled with remnants of spiritual energy, which soon began to assault Luze's consciousness.

So it turns out that using human flesh to replenish blood and blood has such drawbacks. Aren't those Rose Bishops of the Aurora Society worried about this? No, they were already insane to begin with. No matter how much residual spirit others have, it can't suppress their fanaticism for the true Creator.

As Lu Ze pondered this, he endured the infusion of knowledge from the Hidden Sage. The illusory tides within his mind slowed the flow of knowledge to a point where he could tolerate it.

In a daze, he seemed to see a pair of extremely indifferent eyes looking down at him from across the desolate wilderness.

A way to eliminate mental remnants has been found!

After careful searching, he found what he was looking for among a flood of useless and chaotic information.

"I pray for the guidance of the wise."

"Pray that He will send His power."

Lu Ze raised the ceremonial dagger and ran it across his arm, cutting and tracing strange patterns. These patterns came from the teachings of the Hidden Sage, and upon closer inspection, they seemed to resemble human faces.

As the power of the Hidden Sage surged in, the remaining spirit within the body began to activate. As if unable to withstand the torrent of knowledge, these spirits instinctively moved, seeking refuge in the patterns etched by Lu Ze.

The lines twisted and wriggled, like human faces opening their mouths as if saying something.

Lu Ze raised his dagger and struck without hesitation.

"brush!"

He shaved off a large piece of skin and flesh from his arm, and when he looked down, he found that the facial patterns were still there beneath the skin.

Oh shit
Lu Ze gritted his teeth and gripped the knife, cutting deep into the flesh. Only after cutting away large chunks of flesh were the lingering mental residues clinging to it finally banished. However, even so, he still felt his mind drifting towards madness.

The lingering effects of those mental remnants act directly on the depths of the soul; even if they are removed, the damage is irreversible. Not to mention, the events he witnessed firsthand and the impact of the extreme emotions he experienced greatly stimulated his already sensitive nature.

Even though he had digested the potion, his mental state was actually worse.
Lu Ze smiled wryly and ended the summoning of the Hidden Sage.

Before he could remove the spiritual wall, he suddenly smelled the familiar fragrance again, and a familiar figure appeared beside him.

Ms. M gently stroked his horribly injured arm, a smile on her face.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Lu Ze asked coldly.

Ms. M smiled without saying a word.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you quite talkative in the banquet hall?"

Lu Ze shoved the tall, red-haired, gold-eyed woman aside, causing her to fall to the ground. She showed a slight expression of pain, but remained silent. It seemed that she could only communicate with Lu Ze when he was in a state of frenzy.

But Lu Ze didn't want to communicate with her; he just wanted her dead.

"Click."

A crisp metallic clang rang out from Lu Ze. He pulled a silver revolver from his pocket.

An extraordinary item, the "Lucky Wheel"!
Just then, a target appeared, and he wanted to test the weapon's power and how to use it.

"boom!"

Lu Ze pulled the two apart, then pointed the gun at Ms. M and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"puff!"

The bullet was fired, hitting Ms. M's earlobe precisely and sending it flying to an unknown location. She touched her ear, a slight pain on her face.

It is indeed as described in the item description, with very high precision.

Lu Ze thought to himself.

Given his shooting record at Blackthorn Security, hitting a tiny earlobe at that distance would be completely impossible. Next, it's time to test that special ability.

Lu Ze opened the pistol's magazine, removed the bullets one by one until only one remained, and then gently moved the magazine.

The cylinder spun rapidly with a "whoosh," and the brass-colored bullets left afterimages in the silver-white cylinder, forming a yellow ring.

"Snapped!"

Without even looking, Lu Ze casually snapped the magazine shut, then pressed the muzzle of his revolver against his temple.

After a brief pause, he pulled the trigger.

"Click."

One shot was fired but no bullet was fired.

An invisible force was gathering, and Lu Ze's spiritual senses could feel that the gun seemed to have changed.

He thought for a moment, then turned the gun around, aimed it at Ms. M, and pulled the trigger.

"Click-clack."

The revolver's cylinder first rotates automatically until it stops at the position where there are bullets, and then the hammer falls.

"boom!"

The revolver emitted a noticeably louder sound, and a powerful bullet shot out. If it weren't for the barrier of spiritual energy, the gunshot would likely have been heard by all the surrounding residents.

A bloody hole, the size of a child's fist, immediately appeared in Ms. M's abdomen. She remained silent, neither resisting nor fleeing, but simply watching Lu Ze quietly.

Its power is quite good, similar to that of a high-pressure steam rifle.
Lu Ze nodded slightly. If the bullet inside was an extraordinary one, the corresponding extraordinary effect should also be amplified.

Upon closer inspection of the silvery-white "Lucky Wheel," he noticed that the luster on the surface of the revolver seemed to have dimmed somewhat.

Its spirituality has diminished; it seems it cannot be used indefinitely.
Lu Ze thought to himself, then opened the magazine again, took out a spent cartridge, inserted a bullet, and continued the process. This time, he wanted to test the maximum power of the gun.

So he aimed at his temple and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Click, click, click, bang!"

The fourth shot missed.

"Paji!"

Blood splattered, and the sound was crisp.

Lu Ze stood there, nearly falling over from the impact of the bullet.

He felt the power of the bullet. The good news was that if he shot himself, the effect wouldn't be amplified. The bad news was that any accumulated power would dissipate.

Lu Ze picked up the fallen flesh from the ground, pressed it back onto his head, paused for a moment, and then continued trying.

"Click, click"

Perhaps because he had been shot in the head, which was considered an accumulation of misfortune, he was lucky enough this time to miss five times in a row.

The wheel of fortune became incredibly shiny, clearly indicating the presence of immense power within it.

"Want to try some?"

Lu Ze sneered and pointed the gun at Ms. M.

Before the other party could react, he pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The recoil from the pistol slammed into his palm, tearing his hand and drawing blood. The astonishing sound echoed within the spiritual wall, making his ears ring.

Looking down, Ms. M's body was gone, leaving only a deep pit the size of a bowl on the ground.

Oh no, I've ripped up the landlord's floorboards.
Lu Ze removed the spiritual wall and was dumbfounded when he saw the mess on the ground.

(End of this chapter)