Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 217 The Red Evil
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As if sensing something, Luze suddenly looked down at Sofia Einhorn, who was lying on the ground.

She suffered a severe mental shock within the underground ruins and is currently unconscious.

The warm moonlight shone on her shoulders, which weren't covered by her dress, casting a faint blush on her fair, snow-white skin. Late October in Backlund was damp and cold, and her luxurious yet thin dress offered little warmth. In the cold wind, her brows furrowed slightly, making her appear pitiful.

However, Lu Ze's attention was not on Sophia, but on a red phantom that had silently appeared beside her.

It was a blurry shadow, its surface only showing a rough outline, as thin as the lowest level of vengeful spirit. But Lu Ze felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had seen something extremely dangerous.

His spiritual intuition immediately alerted him; this phantom was deeply connected to the entity deep within that underground structure. However, since they were now far enough away from that structure, the influence it had caused seemed negligible.

"Don't be nervous, what you see is not my true form."

The other party seemed to have guessed Lu Ze's thoughts and chuckled, saying, "It won't harm you."

"brush!"

Lu Ze took a step back and drew a revolver from his pocket with his right hand.

Under his wary gaze, the illusory figure crouched down and tried to touch the unconscious Sophia. Blood and tears still clung to her face; the illusory figure's fingers traced the blood, but only brushed past her delicate cheek, touching nothing at all.

“What a pity about the precious Einhorn family bloodline.”

The other party muttered to himself, "However, at least I can use this blood to temporarily project my image out of the seal."

What does that mean? This guy has connections with the Einhorn family?

Lu Ze speculated in his mind, but he didn't completely believe these words.

The illusory figure sighed for a moment, then raised its head and turned its gaze to him.

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The red phantom stared at Lu Ze for a long time.

"There's a familiar aura about you."

Although the other person's face was just a blurry blur, for some reason, Lu Ze felt that he saw a hint of nostalgia and sadness on that face.

"It's actually a sober shepherd; how long has it been since I've seen one?"

The red phantom murmured softly, as if in a dream, "Thousands of years?"

Besides me, has this guy ever seen any other sober shepherds?

And it was thousands of years ago?

Lu Ze's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. He hadn't forgotten the strange scene he'd just witnessed in his hallucination—a handsome and powerful red-haired man galloping across an ancient battlefield, receiving the prayers of countless ancestors. He couldn't even tell whether it was a hallucination in his mind or some ancient memory etched deep within his soul.

If those images are real, then the being before us might even originate from the mythical era.
He couldn't suppress this crazy idea.

"Sober shepherd, I ask you, do you still believe in the Lord?"

The red phantom asked Lu Ze.

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Lu Ze looked at the other person cautiously, without answering. He wasn't sure which person the other person was referring to.

The sacred texts of the Seven Gods all record similar creation myths. The Creator returned from chaos, his body transforming into all things in the world, including even the Seven Gods. Although Luze knew that most of the content in these sacred texts was merely meant to deceive believers, there might also be some hidden truths within them.

Faced with this strange being from an unknown era, he was unsure which "master" the other party was referring to—the original creator, the evil god at the top of the Mystic People, the true creator, or some other master hidden in history.
"No answer, it seems you don't believe in Him."

The red phantom said regretfully.

"Who are you?" Lu Ze finally asked warily.

"If I said that I was just an innocent person caught up in the accident and sealed away, would you believe me?"

The other party scoffed and asked in return.

Lu Ze shook his head.

His terrifying experience underground convinced him that this guy was extremely dangerous and could not possibly be a benevolent being.

Moreover, he sensed the intense resentment of the deceased there. The person may have died a thousand years ago, transforming over time into a dangerous vengeful spirit, or even a terrifying evil spirit. Such a twisted and horrifying being would only harbor extreme malice towards the living.

"Shoot-"

Just then, a bloody gash suddenly tore open on one side of the red phantom's cheek, turning into a mouth.

That mouth spoke.

"Fool, don't waste your time."

"Shoot."

The other cheek was also torn.

"Medici, get to the point. Have you been dead for too long and turned into an idiot?"

The tear also made a sound, a sound full of mockery.

I go
Lu Ze stared at the horrifying scene before him, his lips twitching slightly.

"Alright, you two good-for-nothings, quiet down, quiet down."

The red phantom chuckled, running its fingers across its cheeks, the bloodstains healing instantly. "When you were alive, you were no match for me. Now that you're dead, you'd better behave yourselves. Don't interfere with me. After all, as you said, time is running out."

After suppressing the two voices, the red phantom looked at Lu Ze.

"I'm short on time, so I won't say much more. Could you do me a favor?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want you to help me break the seal and escape from the underground prison," the red phantom said. "I died because of someone's ambition and have been a spirit for thousands of years. Now I want to gain my freedom."

“You must be a Sequence 5 shepherd, right? If you release me, I’m willing to promise to help you obtain the potion materials for the Sequence 4 ‘Black Knight’ of the Mystic Path and assist you in completing the ritual. I can even promise to temporarily become your ‘lamb’. If you can shepherd a spirit of my level, your strength will far surpass that of other shepherds.”

The other party spoke in a seductive tone.

It's absolutely a lie.

Lu Ze remained expressionless, calmly gazing at the other person.

At the edge of his vision, Ms. M's phantom reappeared. She held a finger to her rosy lips. Was she reminding him not to believe, or telling him not to speak?
"Then, how can I break your seal?"

Lu Ze asked.

The red evil spirit chuckled softly.

“It’s simple. Find the direct descendants of the Sauron, Einhorn, and Medici families, and obtain at least 10 milliliters of blood from each. Then mix the blood with holy water and sprinkle it into the room where I am. That will break the seal.”

"Of course, since you are the shepherd, there is an even simpler method that suits you. Just let me graze and let me enter your body. In this way, I can also break free from the seal and leave the cage."

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