Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 149 When Allies Are in Trouble, Remain Unmoved

"Louis Wayne!"

Dorian's heart sank. He desperately wanted to know how the other party had come to their door, but he knew it was pointless to ask now. Moreover, since the other party intended to wipe out Abrahams in one fell swoop, they couldn't have come alone; the entire manor was probably already surrounded by the extraordinary members of the Aurora Society!

And this may even include saints at the Sequence 4 level!

If the Abrahams possessed their own Sequence 6, they might still have a chance to fight back. But the reality is, due to the long-standing curse, the highest-ranking Beyonder here is only Sequence 7. And Beyonders from the Gate Path have virtually no combat ability before reaching the Recorder.

Although the family still possesses many magical items, ...

"How did you find this place?"

Dorian was still racking his brains for a solution when a curious voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw that Ms. Fors was looking at the masked Louis Wayne with a curious expression. And that one glance made Dorian's expression change slightly.

Louis Wayne, clearly not expecting anyone to ask such a silly question, replied leisurely:

"Don't you know that the extraordinary properties of the unified approach attract each other? If you were still scattered all over the world as before, I might not have found you so easily. But you foolishly chose to come together, and..."

Louis Wayne looked up at the sky outside the window, a slight smile playing on his lips. "You even deliberately chose a full moon night. Does this mean you've found a way to break the curse?"

"The Law of Convergence of Extraordinary Characteristics"

Fors suddenly realized, and his face showed an "I see" look, as if he had accepted the explanation.

Louis Wayne strolled leisurely to the dining table, picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, and nodded slightly.

"Hmm, not bad. This is the only pastry-making skill the Abraham family has to be commendable. Professor Dorian, how about the Abraham family focus on making pastries for us from now on?"

Louis Wayne glanced around the crowd and chuckled, "That way I might spare some of you, allowing Abraham's bloodline to continue."

Dorian angrily rebuked:

"Wishful thinking! You think...?"

"Bang!"

Before the words were even finished, a loud gunshot shattered the silence of the hall. Many people looked in surprise towards the sound, and following the gunshot, they discovered a dark gun barrel hidden in the crowd. It was a young member of the Abraham family who had taken advantage of Louis Wayne's distraction to pull the trigger behind his back!

However, even facing a bullet that was unseen from behind, Louis Wayne spotted it early on. Long before the trigger was pulled, Louis Wayne had already vanished from his spot!

The bullet pierced through the afterimage left by Louis Wayne, shattering a wine glass on the table with a loud crack. Amidst the scattered glass shards and splashed wine, Louis Wayne reappeared several meters away, as relaxed as before, as if he hadn't been the one targeted.

Louis Wayne shook his head, looking utterly disappointed, and sighed:

"Teacher Dorian, the young people of the Abraham family are becoming increasingly rude. Can't you just wait for me to finish speaking? Do you have to force me to act prematurely? Is that alright? That's not good!"

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, the Abrahams raised their weapons, pistols aimed at Louis Wayne's location. The Abrahams weren't stupid; they knew they lacked offensive capabilities before Sequence 6, but that didn't mean they would give up! While Extraordinary Abilities lacked offensive means, pistols could compensate, because even a mid-Sequence Extraordinary would die if hit in a vital spot!

Even with dozens of pistols aimed at him, Louis Wayne remained calm and collected, instead looking at him as if he were a fool and mocking him:

"Has the curse fried your brains? Do you really think guns will work on me?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Dorian spoke in a low voice, slowly raising his right hand and drawing his bronze revolver.

He knew, of course, that his prized student was now a Sequence 5 Traveler, capable of teleportation and blinking, and possibly even possessing extraordinary abilities at the Sequence 4 demigod level. A pistol posed virtually no threat to him. But they had to try; what if they hit him?

"Innocent."

Louis Wayne chuckled, then his laughter died down.

Because out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a girl who was about 1.5 meters tall, and next to that girl, an even smaller, seemingly delicate little girl suddenly raised her right hand, with a gold watch on her fair wrist.

Louis Wayne's expression changed slightly; his spiritual sense was frantically warning him, driving his body to instinctively use teleportation. His figure suddenly became transparent, almost unreal. But the next second, he heard the little girl's clear, melodious voice:

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

Silently, some unknown change occurred in the manor shrouded in night. Louis Wayne, whose body was rapidly fading, reappeared from the void. He had failed to change his position!

"shot!"

At Dorian's shout, the Abrahams reacted almost instantly, pointing their dark gun barrels at Louis Wayne and pulling the triggers at the same time.

However, upon discovering that his 'teleportation' had failed, Louis Wayne immediately took action. A transparent, blurry book materialized before him, and a distant, ethereal chant echoed in his ears:

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

The book flipped through the pages and then stopped at one of them.

"Dawn Armor!"

This is an extraordinary ability from the Warrior Path Sequence 6 Dawn Knight. Although the Warrior Path is almost the most 'clumsy' and least 'agile' among extraordinary individuals, in terms of physical strength, whether it is attack power or defense, they are undoubtedly number one!

Bang bang bang bang!

Amidst the dense gunfire, a barrage of bright orange bullets hurtled towards Louis Wayne, who had lost his teleportation ability. At the same time, however, a silver-white armor materialized around Louis Wayne's body, covering his entire form: gauntlets, breastplate, and a crown-adorned helmet, among other things.

Bullets struck Louis Wayne repeatedly, but were blocked by the Dawn Armor covering his entire body amidst the clanging sounds, failing to harm his flesh in the slightest!

"you……"

Anger welled up in Louis Wayne's heart, but before he could utter his furious thoughts, he caught sight of his target again out of the corner of his eye—the 1.5-meter-tall girl who was taking advantage of the opportunity of being the target of everyone's fire to put on a black iron wristband on her right hand.

Then, Louis Wayne saw her raise her right hand, and a clear sound rang in his ears—an ancient Hermes word:

"captivity!"

Suddenly, everything around Louis Wayne seemed to become incredibly viscous, as if a giant amber had formed, or a sealed, transparent wall had been erected, imprisoning him within and rendering him unable to move!

Louis Wayne, who had been confident of victory, was instantly filled with terror. He almost instinctively reached into his "books" to find a solution.

But the next second, he seemed to hear a crisp sound, like a mirror shattering. And the sound was so close, as if it came from him. Before he could figure out what was happening, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Louis Wayne instinctively looked down and saw a gleaming blade pierce his chest. He then realized that the cracking sound he had just heard seemed to be from his Dawn Armor. This backstab completely disrupted Louis Wayne's train of thought, silencing his previously conceived countermeasures.

He turned his head with difficulty, only to see a familiar petite figure—exactly the same little girl with the gold watch who had prevented him from teleporting, both possessing delicate features and long, bright silver hair. The only difference was that this little girl was holding a longsword plunged into her own body, while the other was wearing a watch.

And during this process, he seemed to hear a solemn yet clear voice in his ear:

"Unauthorized entry into another person's residence is a crime!"

"Unauthorized entry into another person's residence is a crime!"

"Unauthorized entry into another person's residence is a crime!"

Hugh raised his palm, solemnly declaring, repeating it three times in a row, his gaze coldly fixed on Louis Wayne before him, his voice carrying an oppressive weight:

"The guilty should be restricted!"

Louis Wayne, already imprisoned by the 'viscous air,' couldn't catch his breath before feeling his body sink, as if his hands and feet were bound by invisible shackles, and even his thoughts became incredibly rigid. This undoubtedly worsened Louis Wayne's already severely injured condition, making him feel extremely frustrated.

He was already immobilized, yet you still launched a sneak attack, and after the attack, you put him in another layer of shackles, as if you were afraid he would retaliate in his dying moments. Although that was indeed the case, now that he was forbidden from teleporting and even his thinking had become rigid, Louis Wayne was having a hard time even summoning the 'Book' to use his abilities.

In his final moments of consciousness, he seemed to hear a solemn pronouncement:

"die!"

As the 1.5-meter-tall Hugh issued her authoritative pronouncement, aided by the iron-black gauntlet, her body instantly merged with some strange power, leaving a distinct afterimage, and crashed into Louis Wayne! Her right fist, clad in an iron-black gauntlet, drew ever closer to Louis Wayne in his horrified gaze!

"Snapped!"

Instead of the expected visceral impact, there was a crisp cracking sound like a watermelon being smashed on the ground. Louis Wayne's mask shattered instantly, and his head followed suit, exploding like fireworks in a flash, turning into irregularly shaped pieces of flesh and blood that flew in all directions.

When everything calmed down, accompanied by the strong smell of blood, Louis Wayne's headless corpse, freed from all restraints, finally fell to the ground, into a pool of blood stained with his own.

This Sequence 5 traveler, an extraordinary being who could easily escape even from a demigod, didn't even have time to unleash the extraordinary abilities he had recorded at the demigod level before dying a pathetic death in the hall!

Even at the very last moment, his heart was filled with frustration and resentment. Frustration stemmed from the opponent's lack of martial ethics, their sudden sneak attack leaving him no chance to even use his skills! Especially those silver-haired twin lolis who prevented him from teleporting and who had unknowingly appeared behind him to deliver the fatal blow. If it weren't for them, he could have teleported away from the very beginning, and his Dawn Armor could have shielded him from that fatal attack!

As for his resentment, it wasn't directed at the members of Abraham's family, because he never expected them to be capable of killing him. His resentment was directed at his reinforcements, his allies, who never appeared until his death.

Meanwhile, in a living room within the manor, Mr. A, whom Mr. X regarded as an ally and savior, was leisurely sipping red wine and unreservedly betrayed Mr. X's plan to the man in front of him.

"Mr. X belongs to the Saints of Mystery. The apprentices who defected from the Abraham family and became extraordinary all belong to the Saints of Mystery. However, the area they are responsible for is not in Backlund. Backlund has always been the responsibility of the Saints of Darkness."

"Even the Saint of Mystery cannot come to Backlund without permission. So Mr. X tried to ask us for help, offering to divide the Abraham family's inheritance in exchange for our assistance in besieging the Abraham family. But as you can see, I was just an observer from beginning to end, and I didn't lift a finger."

Mr. A shrugged as he spoke, to show his innocence.

Ember glanced at Mr. A and asked leisurely:

"You're not interested in the sealed artifacts possessed by the Abrahamic family?"

"Of course I'm interested."

Mr. A frankly stated, "But to the Lord, none of this matters. Because—"

"The Lord doesn't care!"

Mr. A spread his arms wide, making a gesture as if embracing the sun, his face full of piety and fervor.

Ember gazed at the devout, fanatical believer before him and slowly said:

"You can leave now."

"certainly."

Mr. A stood up, a slight smile playing on his lips, and gracefully bowed, placing his right hand in front of him. He didn't inquire about Mr. X's fate, because he had heard the commotion outside, and more importantly, because he didn't care.

Although Mr. X is also a believer of the Lord, compared to the Ember whom the Lord personally instructed him to look after, Mr. X is utterly insignificant. Even the Mysterious Saint behind him is no different in the Lord's eyes. Therefore…

Mr. A paused for a moment, then asked considerately:

"Mr. X's death will definitely provoke the Saint of Mysteries; he might come to Backlund in person. Should I help you gather information about him?"

"It's not impossible."

Yu Jin thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Mr. A smiled, not surprised by Ember's answer, and without any hesitation about betraying the Saint of Mystery.

Although everyone is a believer in the Lord, this does not mean that the saints should live in harmony and benefit each other. Compared to these secret believers who are genuine and true believers, the group of secret saints who betrayed the Abraham family is clearly a different small group.

Especially given that he was instructed by the Lord, Mr. A felt even less guilty about betraying the Saint of Secrets.

After all, who cares?

(End of this chapter)