Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 259 What do you call her?
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

Lu Ze's body was dissolving, turning into blood that flowed across the street. However, a strange phenomenon followed. His body, now split in two, was flowing with far more blood than a human being could carry, and the flow was accelerating until he completely dissolved, creating a raging river of blood on the street!
"How can this be?!"

Mr. A's expression became incredibly complex, and he exclaimed in disbelief. The next second, the river surged forth, sweeping towards him!

"Wow—"

A river of blood surged forth, thick and heavy, washing over the streets. In an instant, Mr. A's vision was completely filled with the crimson river water.

He saw, on the surface of the river, blood-red human figures emerging. They howled in despair, filled with malice towards the living. Among them, the depths of several bodies shimmered with a spiritual light, proving that their true nature was extraordinary.

Above the river of blood, a figure emerged with countless crimson flames around him, aimed at the astonished Mr. A, and shot towards him with a roar.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mr. A easily blocked the flames, but in that instant of delay, the river of blood had already rushed towards him, engulfing his body. The water surged and roared, washing over his body, scorching and corroding his flesh. Countless crimson figures emerged from the surface of the river, grabbing his limbs, trying to drag him into its depths.
"boom!"

A burst of eerie blue flames erupted, and the crimson river was cleaved vertically by a blazing magma sword. Mr. A's body transformed into a demon once more, and the intense heat and vapor surrounding him distorted the scenery, making everything appear hazy and indistinct.

After cleaving the river of blood with a single sword strike, Mr. A flapped his bat wings and leaped into the air.

Once he leaves the ground, the strange river will lose its effect!

"Roar!"

But in the next second, above the river of blood, a female-looking extraordinary being screamed at Mr. A. Immediately afterward, a sharp, intense pain exploded in his mind, causing him to cry out in agony. His body then tumbled and plummeted, once again engulfed by the river.

"Chichi."

The corrosive river water scorched his body, sending up plumes of white smoke. Countless malevolent faces stared intently at him, determined to drag him into the water and make him one of them!
"Go away!"

A violent storm suddenly surged around Mr. A, the fierce winds blowing away the thick, deep red river water, allowing him to escape. Caught in the eye of the storm, his body was covered in burn marks, and his once handsome face now appeared extremely disheveled.

Outside the storm wall, countless hideous faces were crowded together, roaring and trying to attack him.

"Have you completely gone mad?"

Mr. A coldly observed everything before him and muttered, "Fine, then I'll give you a wake-up call."

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and then pulled open his shirt.

On his chest, the rose emblem of a true creator was deeply etched. The wound was deep enough to see the bone, vivid and crimson, and the rose depicted conveyed extreme abundance and an eerie feeling.

Mr. A's face became incredibly devout, and he lightly tapped his chest with his fingers, forming an inverted cross shape from bottom to top and from right to left.

"Thank God."

He spoke softly, turned the dagger around, and plunged it straight into his chest.

"puff!"

The dagger pierced the center of the emblem, Mr. A's heart. Strangely, no blood came out. Mr. A, having pierced himself, wore an expression of extreme elation. Facing the surging river outside, he cried out a prayer in ancient Hermes:

"The Creator of all things!"

"You are the master behind the veil of shadows!"
"You are the fallen nature of all living beings!"

“Lord! Great Lord! Your humble servant prays to you.”

"I beg you to spare my gaze, to cast your merciful eyes upon me who is here!"

As the words of supplication were spoken, a mad, corrupt, and twisted aura descended, ignoring the storm walls and the raging river of blood, and fell directly into Mr. A's body. The dagger that had pierced his heart was slowly pushed away, and deep within that rose-like wound, the terrible wound slowly widened, like an open eye.

No, it's just an eye!
A blood-red eye filled with ignorance, extreme madness, and utter irrationality!
The eye slowly opened on Mr. A's chest, scanned the surroundings, and finally settled on the river of blood outside. "Ah—"

All the crimson figures simultaneously let out a wail and exploded with a bang. The thick, surging river of blood suddenly lost control, turning into a pool of stagnant water that splashed across the ground, slowly shrinking, and finally merging back into a human body.

Lu Ze appeared on the street, wearing a blood-red robe and with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

The world is crazy!

Lu Ze covered his head, unable to control himself.

When that sword cleaved through his body, he even thought his soul would be destroyed and annihilated. However, the tide still came into play, blocking the damage aimed at his soul at the critical moment. But, as a price, the illusory voice of the tide was also neutralized, temporarily disappearing, and could no longer protect him from the murmurs of the true creator.

Therefore, when Mr. A summoned the gaze of the evil god, he was powerless to resist and was forcibly awakened.

Everything became chaotic and distorted, insane babbling echoed in the air, and fragmented spirits screamed incessantly. Things were deformed, mutated into terrifying and bizarre forms. Only Ms. M's figure remained amidst this chaos, gleaming with light, seemingly still in its original form.

"Shut up!"

Lu Ze shouted into the whisper in his ear, drew his revolver, and pulled the trigger toward Mr. A.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet aimed precisely at Mr. A's mysterious eye in the chest, but an invisible resistance appeared on the surface of that eye, blocking the extraordinary bullet.

The eye slowly turned to Luze, who immediately let out a wail and clutched his head. The frantic babbling was affecting his mind, but he still struggled to resist, refusing to be seduced by the voice of the true creator and become His follower.

Why struggle at all?

After receiving the gaze of the divine being, Mr. A's expression turned indifferent. He looked down at Lu Ze and said, "Can't you feel the greatness of the Lord?"

"Who wants to believe that noisy guy!"

Amid the chaos, Lu Ze's head was throbbing with pain, yet he still shouted.

"There is no cure."

Mr. A said dismissively, extending his hand towards Lu Ze.
Just then, a slender figure quietly appeared behind him.

"puff!"

The black-haired girl's dagger protruded from Mr. A's chest, piercing the strange pattern on his chest. The mysterious eye blinked, then immediately wilted!

"Damn it!"

Mr. A roared and swung his hand backward. The girl dodged nimbly, but she was no match for a Sequence 5 and was easily knocked away.

"They actually destroyed the Lord's holy emblem."

Mr. A walked toward the other party with a ferocious expression.

"Stop! Don't touch my sister!"

Despite his madness and pain, Lu Ze struggled to his feet and shouted, standing in front of the fallen girl.

Then he saw Mr. A's expression change rapidly after hearing what he said. First, he was confused, then he suddenly realized, and finally a strange smile appeared on his face.

Mr. A slowly asked:
You call her your sister?

(End of this chapter)