Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 379 The Enemy Reappears
Lu Ze stared coldly at the stunningly beautiful woman opposite him.

His expression gradually became distorted.

Dead, all the lambs are dead. Luze has failed in his duty as shepherd. A surge of anger rises from hell, scorching his heart. He hears the lambs crying, howling and begging Luze to bring them justice.

"Such a direct gaze, I love it."

Panatia chuckled, "I'm saying, you killed Mr. A, right?"

She seemed completely at ease, because the two were separated by a vast chasm of sequence numbers. Sequence 5 against Sequence 4—there was simply no chance of victory for her. The plague had spread successfully, her objective had been achieved, and at this moment, Panatia approached the situation with more of a playful attitude.

Play with him a little longer, then leave immediately.
Panatia thought to herself, then continued with a smile, "Mr. A was such a beautiful and charming man, and you killed him so easily."

"Go to hell."

Lu Ze said in a deep voice.

The filthy language, laden with curses, exploded in her ears!

"boom!"

Black veins bulged across Panatia's delicate face, making her look extremely terrifying. Her body swayed, a flash of pain crossing her face, which was replaced by a hint of anger.

"brush!"

A sharp, crystalline ice spike formed beside her, which she hurled at Luze.

"Kaka."

The ice spear carried a chilling aura, freezing everything in its path instantly. It shot out at lightning speed, piercing through Luze and condensing a large amount of frost, completely sealing his body beneath a thick layer of ice.

Lu Ze under the ice did not stop moving; his figure grew smaller and smaller, flattened, and finally turned into a frozen paper figure.

At the same time, a blazing magma sword slashed down toward Panatia's forehead!
"Roar!"

Lu Ze's entire body had been transformed into a demon, his enormous body becoming ferocious and terrifying.

Panadia quickly looked up, raising a small black dagger to meet Luze's magma sword. The two weapons clashed together with a deafening roar.

"You can't!"

The smile that had just appeared on her face was quickly replaced by a look of astonishment, and she screamed.

It turns out that Lu Ze had not only activated "demonization", but his body was also surrounded by a thick black liquid, which was flowing with fresh desires and a mental shock that could drive people crazy!

His ability to unleash the tides simultaneously commanded multiple souls!
Moreover, while unleashing a sword strike, Lu Ze continued to activate the other souls within his body without pause.

"Ahhhh!"

Mr. A's soul cried out, forced to herd the lambs within its body.

Lu Ze slightly spread his hand, making a "please" gesture. The direction of Panatia's dagger was twisted. The dagger, which was originally aimed at Lu Ze's heart, fell into empty space. Lu Ze took this opportunity to get close to her and plunged the magma sword into her chest.

Panatia continued to dodge with her agile movements, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face. She hadn't expected to be briefly suppressed by a Sequence 5.

He can shepherd multiple souls at the same time; something is definitely amiss.
Mr. A's death was not unjust!

"Swipe."

The spirituality within the body was rapidly dissipating, while simultaneously driving multiple souls and placing a tremendous burden on them.

Lu Ze knew he had little chance of winning against a Sequence 4 opponent. Moreover, the crucial "Amon Frame" and the mutated "Pain" were not currently with him—he had temporarily stored these two extraordinary items at sea for easier hitchhiking and to avoid suspicion. To avenge the Lamb, he had to unleash all his current power!

"Humph!"

A cold glint flashed in Panatia's eyes. Her hair suddenly swelled up and turned into snakes. With her free hand, she reached into her white robe and took out a black wooden staff.

This shepherd is more troublesome than he imagined; he needs to get serious. She's creating chaos in this vast city, and the three major churches will soon discover and catch up. He must hurry!
Playtime is over.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Backlund, some unnamed region.

Klein was pulled by the arm by Mr. Azik and found himself in a strange building. It had a towering stone dome and walls that were mottled and covered with ancient patterns.

Is this some kind of ancient relic?
His history student instincts almost made him rush off to study it. But just then, an illusory and unreal double bronze door appeared before them.

"It's you."

Klein gritted his teeth, watching the man walk out of the door.

The man wore a pure black clerical robe, and his face, blind in one eye, was sharply defined like a classical sculpture. He had dark gold hair, deep blue eyes, and wore an old-fashioned soft hat.

He was the mastermind behind the Tingen incident, the one who dealt a heavy blow to the Blackthorn Security Team, and the former archbishop Ince Zangwill who defected from the Church of Goddess with the Seal of the Goddess 0-08!

Klein and Luzer's greatest enemy!
"You get out of here first."

Azik instructed him.

Klein could only lower his head and charge forward, his teeth practically grinding to powder, yet he still chose to temporarily retreat before his enemy. He knew their strength was unequal, and his presence would only hinder Mr. Azik.
He rushed up the building, transformed into Ince Zangwell's face, fooled the guards at the door, and escaped.

"call--"

A cold wind blew against his face as he rushed out of the cave and found himself deep in the mountains.

Klein did not walk down the mountain path, but instead used his agility to slide down the slope, sometimes grabbing tree trunks and sometimes stepping on stones to adjust his body.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The sound of flowing water echoed at the bottom of the valley. Klein's eyes lit up, and he prepared to use "underwater breathing" to dive into the water and evade his pursuers. However, in the instant he relaxed slightly, the void in front of him suddenly blurred, and a figure dressed in a black dress walked out.

Triss Chick!

"hehe."

Triss was no longer as agile as she had been in the carriage. Her body seemed to emanate a thick, black aura, mixed with the cries of countless dead. Gas continuously flowed from the other side of the sky, connecting to her body.

The sapphire ring was still on her hand, shimmering with a soft glow.

Triss accepted a large number of human sacrifices; an evil god is about to descend!

Klein felt a chill run through him. He saw the round-faced girl smile at him and slowly extend her ringed finger, pointing it towards his chest.

"brush!"

A terrifying sense of crisis erupted in his mind, and Klein twisted his body sharply, dodging the witch's cursed attack.

Before he could even regain his footing, a barrage of attacks followed!

　I finished writing ahead of schedule despite having a cold and a high fever. I'm so strong!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)