Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 386 Year-End Day

A crimson light pierced through the door, carried by the cold wind created by Lu Ze, and flew directly into his palm. Before he could react, it entered his body.

This was an extremely hot and explosive sensation; wherever it passed, flesh and blood collapsed, and the soul trembled.

"boom!"

A sudden explosion rang out, and the hand that Lu Ze had used to receive the evil spirit instantly exploded. The blood mist scattered a short distance before spontaneously combusting upon contact with air, erupting into a large patch of crimson flames. Looking at his right hand, the skin and a layer of flesh had been peeled away, and the remaining part was also covered in blood and charred marks.

"Bang! Bang!"

The evil spirit advanced deep into Luze's body, and explosions occurred one after another, spreading upwards along his arm, bathing him in crimson flames.

Sure enough, this guy had no intention of being herded by me at all; he wanted to take over my body!

Ignoring his injuries, Lu Ze focused all his energy on using his "herding" ability, attempting to control the evil spirit and lure it to the empty pen.

He had fully digested the Shepherd's Potion, and with a touch of pure divinity within him, he had completed the Sequence 4 ritual ahead of schedule, giving him control over the lambs far exceeding that of an ordinary shepherd.

"Snapped!"

He used the shepherd's invisible power to whip the crimson evil spirit and suppress its rampant actions.

"Ah"

The crimson evil spirit let out a mocking chuckle. Luze's power had little effect on it; it only paused for a moment before breaking free of its restraints and lunging forward to seize Luze's torso.

"Well!"

The intense heat and corrosive sensation instantly overwhelmed Lu Ze, causing his body to stiffen and become immobile, losing control of his body.

Possessed by an evil spirit!

Lu Ze's mind quickly drifted into a daze, and a phantom figure slowly appeared before him. The figure did not actually exist; rather, it was reflected directly in his eyes.

There stood a handsome young man with long red hair, wearing black iron armor splattered with blood. He had two festering wounds on either side of his face, and a bright red, banner-like mark between his eyebrows.

Medici

Lu Ze struggled to resist, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth.

The handsome young man simply smiled at him and said, "The shepherd's body is quite impressive; it can actually withstand my soul."

After saying that, he reached out and touched Lu Ze's head.
Lu Ze stared at Him, and the illusory tide in his mind immediately began to surge.

"Wow—"

A phantom tide surged from his brain, seeping into Luze's body. The liquid was heavy and viscous, blocking all the evil spirit's escape routes. The ocean tide possessed an extremely high status, capable of resisting even gods; suppressing the evil spirit formed from the death of an angel was naturally a piece of cake!
This was something Lu Ze had planned long ago. He deliberately lured the other into his body so that he couldn't withdraw in time, and only released Hai Chao at the most crucial moment.

Then he saw the smile on the young man's face freeze for a moment, and then turn into utter astonishment.

“Sassriel?! No, you are…”

Before the red-haired youth could finish speaking, the projection flickered and disappeared, for Luze had already seized His true form with the tide. The heavy, viscous seawater carried Him toward the empty pen of the lambs.

This time, the red angel's resistance was ineffective; the higher status of the sea made it difficult for Him to break free.

Got you!

Lu Ze thought to himself, "When I have the seawater under my control, I will launch 'herding' again and forcefully communicate with His spirituality using the characteristics of a 'shepherd'."

He needs to determine the other party's abilities and then select three to be retained!

"you dare?!"

Medici roared furiously, his spirit rising and falling in the illusory tides, casting a fierce, aggressive glance at Luzer.

Those were eyes brimming with aggression and brutality, as if the "god of war" had traversed a thousand years to unleash the aftershocks upon him!

"Bang!" Lu Ze felt as if a bomb had exploded in his head. His body suddenly collapsed, almost turning into a pool of blood and gore.

"boom--"

The remnants of bodies thrown out by the aftershocks flew out and turned into raging flames. This Quaternary structure, buried deep underground, was suddenly ignited, bursting forth with a torrent of fire!
Lu Ze's tattered doll-like body was surrounded by flames. He was also furious, desperately squeezing out the spirituality within him and fully activating "herding" to turn the Red Angel evil spirit into his own lamb!

Flames and flesh intertwined, creating a maddening scene within this dark underground structure.

December 31, 1349, night, in a harbor somewhere in Backlund.

Under the moonlight, a giant ship gleaming with metallic luster rested in the harbor.

Compared to the typical sailing warships of the Rune military, this ship was enormous, lacking sails but featuring two funnels. Numerous open-topped turrets lined the ship, their cannons boasting astonishing calibers, far exceeding those of any contemporary sailing warship. Heavy iron armor formed its hull, with armor plates reaching a thickness of 457 millimeters, providing formidable protection.

This is the glory of the Rune Navy, the ironclad warship "Pritz" that is enough to revolutionize the times.

The colossal vessel stood silently in the darkness, making the surrounding buildings appear dwarfed.

"Damn it. It's almost New Year's, and they still won't give us a holiday."

On deck, a sailor muttered a complaint, "The officers and generals are all off enjoying the New Year's banquet at Sodrak Palace, leaving us here to freeze in the cold."

He seemed to harbor a lot of resentment.

"Keep your voice down, don't let the sergeant hear you."

Another soldier on duty whispered, "There's nothing we can do. The 'Pritz' is a valuable ironclad warship, so it has to be kept under strict guard."

"cut!"

The only response he received was an impatient snort.

It's understandable that the soldier felt resentful, because they should have been on vacation by the sunny seaside, but instead, a decree from the king summoned them to Backlund for a so-called pilgrimage. Even to ensure the safety of the ironclad warships, these soldiers weren't allowed to disembark upon arriving in the bustling city of Backlund and had to spend their time on board.

"Dump Dump"

Just then, a rhythmic footstep came from afar. The two soldiers exchanged a glance, immediately straightened their posture, and stood in perfect alignment.

Their captain, Sergeant First Class, has arrived.

"Any abnormalities?"

The sergeant, carrying a lantern, questioned the two soldiers.

"Nothing unusual!"

The soldier who had previously advised the man answered truthfully, while the complaining soldier seemed somewhat listless.

"And what's your answer?"

The sergeant said to him.

"Sir, there's nothing wrong!"

"Get serious!"

The sergeant sternly rebuked, "Don't let your guard down just because it's the end of the year! You are soldiers of Rune, and you must have the pursuit of glory! For example, right now, let's go and seize victory! The enemy is in the Sodrak Palace. Let's use the Pritz to blast it into the sky!"

His words began to distort when he got to the second half of the sentence.

"Yes, sir!"

The two soldiers, however, did not notice anything amiss. Instead, they excitedly grabbed their rifles from behind them!

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