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

Chapter 74 I Can't Do Anything

"You must die!"

"Bang!"

Accompanied by the woman's soul-piercing scream, Dunn was thrown by an invisible force and slammed heavily against the opposite wall.

But before that, a large number of dark, cold, and slippery threads, like tentacles, tightly bound Megalos in place.

Megos, who was almost no longer human, was struggling desperately. There were fleshy bulges on both shoulders, mixed with blood vessels and veins, round like a child's head.

Cracks are spreading rapidly on these two "heads," seemingly about to turn into eyes.

An evil god is being born.

At the same time, Klein and Leonard rushed out of the partition.

Klein didn't go to see Leonard; he didn't have the time.

He simply grabbed the dagger given to him by the embers and charged forward, sliding in behind Megalos, who was bound in place.

"Light!"

He then leaped high into the air, uttering an ancient Hermes word as he plunged a dagger into one of the heads.

however.

This is completely useless.

……

"Where is Will Onsetin?"

When Yu Jin returned to the ward, it was already empty. He frowned slightly and asked the nurse who was tidying up the ward.

"In the operating room."

The nurse glanced at Ember, then focused her gaze on his face, and replied softly, "Dr. Allen is performing surgery on him. Sir, are you little Will's brother?"

"no."

Yu Jin shook his head.

After asking the nurse for directions to the operating room, he turned and left the ward, heading towards the operating room.

Outside the operating room, Will Onsett's father, Mr. Onsett, waited anxiously.

He paced back and forth in the corridor outside the operating room, occasionally glancing nervously into the operating room.

Even though there was a closed door between him and him, he couldn't see anything.

But after watching for a while, he couldn't help but turn his head away.

He was afraid the doctor would come out and tell him bad news.

Even if today's surgery is not complicated, even if Will is operated on by the hospital's best surgeon.

Ember silently watched the nervous Oncetin.

He knew that this was an ordinary father worrying about his son's safety.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked toward the operating room.

However, he did not break in, but instead sat down on a bench in the corridor.

They weren't waiting for Will, but for Fors.

Although Will should be able to burn for a long time.

But before the world comes to an end, he wouldn't be so deranged as to put a child first to be burned.

It should at least be second place, right?

……

"We saved Tingen."

Dunnsmith turned his head to look at Klein, a gentle and relaxed smile on his pale face, his voice as mellow as ever. After speaking, he seemed to have returned to his twentieth year, no longer so composed or serious, and winked his left eye at Klein.

But in the next second, the heart inside Saint Selena's urn stopped beating, turning into dazzling specks of light that dissipated into the surroundings.

Dunn's eyes lost their light, his body leaned back, and his hands loosened, letting the urn fall to the ground.

Leonard watched all this in agony, while only Klein wore a relieved smile.

However, the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

A pale hand emerged from his left chest, stained with blood.

Klein's thoughts scattered rapidly, his eyes almost lost focus, and his breathing gradually stopped.

In the final moments of his life, he saw a pair of shiny leather boots and a hand reaching down, a slightly pale hand.

It held Saint Selena's urn.

"No!"

Leonard's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with anger and pain as he watched all of this unfold.

But the pain in his body made it difficult for him to move, and he could only struggle to reach out to the other person.

The figure holding the urn merely glanced at Leonard indifferently before casually kicking Leonard's body aside.

He didn't even kill him; he simply disappeared the instant after taking the urn.

He didn't want to waste even a second here, because any delay could become a "coincidence" that could be fatal.

not to mention.

A mere Sequence 8 could not pose any threat to him.

Letting him live would be the greatest pain and torment for him.

As for why he wanted to kill Klein?

That was purely because this kid had disrupted his plans too many times; killing him was simply a personal grudge.

Leonard watched helplessly as it all unfolded.

He watched helplessly as the captain and Klein died one after another, and watched as that figure glanced at him disdainfully and left—

He wouldn't even stoop to killing himself.

This greatly insulted his self-esteem.

But this humiliation was quickly overshadowed by pain and regret.

He staggered, half-crawled, half-walked, to the vicinity of Dunn and Klein's bodies, but finally could not hold on any longer.

Leonard's legs buckled, and he knelt on the spot, his emerald green eyes filled with pain.

Tears streamed down his face, washing away the blood and dust.

"Bang!"

"I can't do anything!"

Leonard roared and slammed his fist heavily onto the floor.

She kept pounding the floor and crying.

Until a gentle voice reached his ear.

"It's so noisy."

A dull ache in his heart made Dunn cough twice, while also jokingly complaining.

He didn't know why he hadn't died; perhaps it was because of the goddess's protection, or perhaps not.

But who cares?

He knew this was undoubtedly the best outcome; everyone was safe and sound.

"Leonard, what's wrong with you...?"

Dunn got up from the ground and saw Leonard's surprised expression and the tear stains on his face.

But soon, his gaze was drawn to someone else.

That's Klein.

It was the last person I saw before I died.

He lay there quietly on the floor, looking as if he were asleep, and everything seemed perfectly harmonious.

But the huge, bloody hole in his left chest undoubtedly ruined all of that.

Why would that be...?

Dunn's pupils contracted sharply, and he staggered back two steps in disbelief.

Leonard looked at Klein's corpse with hope, believing that he would stand up again in the next second.

Just like Dunn, who was presumed dead, he suddenly jumped up and startled them.

They waited quietly, waiting for a miracle to happen.

Regrettably.

If miracles were truly so cheap, they would never be miracles.

"Da da da da!"

The sound of running footsteps came from behind; it was the members of "The Punisher" and "Mechanical Heart" coming to provide support.

Neither Dunn nor Leonard turned around; they simply stared at the corpse.

His eyes went from full of hope to filled with a dark, lifeless desolation.

Dunn subconsciously touched the ring on his right index finger.

The emerald ring, which was originally marked with scratches and had a dull luster, now looked as if it had been petrified and turned completely gray.

A second before Dunn touched it, it suddenly turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

Dunn suddenly closed his eyes in pain.

He clearly understood something.

"I can't do anything!"

"Bang!"

Dunn slammed his fist into the crumbling wall on the second floor. The usually gentle man's eyes were now filled with pain and hatred.

(End of this chapter)