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

Chapter 85 It's your honor to die in the mouth of the Dog King.

Meanwhile, fighting was taking place in Hillston District.

In a secluded house somewhere in Backlund, Ince Zangwell sits at his bedroom table writing a story.

"The Night Watchman of the Church of the Night, Ash Black, followed the clues to Mr. A's residence. He found a fake 'Mr. A' in the bedroom and mistook him for Mr. A himself."

"He didn't realize that Mr. A's true form was actually hidden inside the fake 'Mr. A', and at the moment he made his assassination attempt, he was ambushed and killed by the real Mr. A inside his stomach." (crossed out)

"Ash Black unleashed a bizarre spell, sealing off all of Mr. A's extraordinary powers! Mr. A, who can only maintain his ball-of-flesh form, is no match for Ash Black!"

Ince Zangwell's expression darkened.

Once again, his vision of the future was rejected, and 0-08 wrote a new future on its own.

No, that's not the future.

Rather, it refers to the 'past' that has already occurred.

But he did not give up. Instead, he immediately seized the opportunity presented by "0-08" and continued to try to rewrite the future.

"Mr. A successfully escaped to the basement. Ash Black, confident in his abilities, adopted a cat-and-mouse mentality and did not immediately give chase."

"In the basement, Mr. A successfully stalled for enough time. Ash Black's spell finally failed, allowing Mr. A to unleash his extraordinary abilities and regain the upper hand!"

"Using the ability to record things granted to him by the Dark Saint, he successfully killed Ash Black!" (crossed out)

"Ash Black transformed into the Black Knight, easily deflecting Mr. A's offensive and completely shattering Mr. A's psychological defenses."

"Bang!"

Ince Zangwell slammed his fist on the table, his face grim and terrifying.

Holding the numbers '0-08', he should have been a 'god' who controlled the future and wrote the destinies of others.

But right now, someone is defying the destiny he wrote down time and time again!

This feeling of being out of control made him feel very uneasy.

There was even a faint sense of urgent crisis.

But he quickly calmed down, and his pale face regained its composure.

Ash Black's attention was drawn to the painting on the wall, so he failed to notice that Mr. A had quietly appeared behind him.

"Despite his fear, Mr. A remembered his mission. To protect Lanius from harm, he chose to self-destruct, pushing Ash Black towards the painting!"

"He succeeded! The force of the explosion propelled him and Ash Black into the world of painting."

After writing all this, Ince Zangwell breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the outcome was good.

However, his expression quickly froze again.

"When Lanius came out of the basement, he encountered Archbishop Anthony of the Church of the Night."

Ince Zangwell's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly continued writing.

"The commotion inside the house attracted the attention of another Sequence 3 demigod nearby; her name is..."

Bernadette Gustave.

"She's been searching for an opportunity to advance, and now, by chance, she's found Lanius. She won't easily give up this hard-won chance, even if it means offending the Church of the Night!"

"They fought over the ownership of Lanruus, with Bernadette gaining a slight advantage."

"The two men were so caught up in the chaos of battle that neither noticed Lanius's presence. Taking advantage of the confusion, Lanius quietly fled the battlefield."

*Smack!*

In Hillston, Mr. A's house has been completely reduced to ruins.

Lanius hid in the ruins and quietly moved toward a sewer manhole cover not far away.

"That place, as long as I can get there..."

Lanius stared intently at the manhole cover in front of him.

At that moment, the ordinary and somewhat smelly manhole cover became a radiant angel.

at last.

His palm touched the manhole cover.

In just one more second, he could slip into the sewers and escape this hellhole!

"Snapped!"

A pea vine shot down from the sky, wrapping around Lanluus's body in the blink of an eye, completely binding and sealing his mouth and nose, leaving him only able to make muffled noises.

Even the true creator within his chest was now silent.

The true creator has only just begun to modify this body, and it cannot contain much power.

They could only watch helplessly as Lanius was bound by pea vines and hung in mid-air.

Anthony was about to shoot.

But they stopped when they saw this.

The current affiliation of Lanius is not important.

The important thing is who will ultimately be his owner.

Since that's the case, let's just leave him hanging for now; at least that way he can't escape.

……

"Lanius quietly fled the battlefield." (crossed out)

"Just as Lanius was about to escape into the sewers, a pea vine grabbed him again."

"waste!"

Ince Zangwell cursed angrily.

Even with the coincidence of "0-08", he couldn't let you escape.

Why would the true Creator choose you as His vessel?

What?

Did he choose this person?

Ince Zangwell's face darkened; it seemed that Lanluus really was the one he had chosen.

Originally, this was just a discarded pawn.

But after he was chosen by the true creator, he became an indispensable and important pawn.

Ince Zangwell is not going to give him up easily.

But the current situation is also subtly beyond his control.

Although he has been promoted to a Sequence 4 demigod, and although he wields the powerful weapon '0-08'.

Even so, he still found it somewhat difficult to manipulate the 'coincidences' between demigods.

The demigods, especially those of Sequence 3, often do things that are beyond his expectations, disrupting the future he had originally written.

But he has no choice right now.

He must help Lanluus escape; Lanluus cannot die!

But right now, Anthony and Bernadette have clearly reached some kind of agreement, and it's impossible for Lancer to escape from their grasp.

"In that case, let's introduce new variables!"

Ince Zangwell gritted his teeth. Although the more demigods he created, the less control he had over the "future," he had no other choice now.

"The Dark Saint is in Backlund. He sensed the trouble at Mr. A's mansion and rushed to the scene immediately, but he did not act rashly."

"While Anthony and Bernadette were locked in a fierce battle, the Dark Saint suddenly intervened and rescued Lanruus. However, as a Sequence 4, he didn't want to engage the other two demigods further and only wanted to get Lanruus away from the scene as quickly as possible!"

……

"Snapped!"

The vines that had bound Lanius vanished without a trace.

Lanius fell from mid-air with a look of utter astonishment on his face.

At the same time, the figure of the Dark Saint quietly appeared, teleporting to Lanuus's side.

She grabbed his collar, ready to disappear again in a flash.

The moment Lanius saw the Dark Saint, his heart sank into despair.

For him.

If he were to choose one of these three demigods to belong to...

His first choice was that unfamiliar demigod, and his second choice was Anthony, the archbishop of the Church of the Night.

Finally, there is the Dark Saint!

But it was the Dark Saint who came to reap the rewards!

Bernadette and Anthony stopped almost simultaneously and immediately attacked the Dark Saint, attempting to prevent his escape.

However, the Dark Saint was prepared and not only blocked the two's attacks.

He even gave the two demigods a mocking smile.

However, the next second, two red lights flashed and disappeared at the edge of his vision.

Before he could react, the red light had already appeared in front of him.

He finally saw the true nature of the red light.

That was a dog, a rotting stray dog ​​with red eyes that was almost skin and bones!

"Awoo!"

The King of Dogs opened his blood-red maw and roared as he bit at Laneus's neck.

The Dark Saint's pupils contracted sharply, but he was still defending against the attacks of the other two demigods and couldn't free up a third hand!

They could only watch helplessly as the other side bit down on Lanius.

To Lanius's astonishment, he ripped his head off by the roots and crushed it in one bite.

"Click!"

Blood and brain matter mixed with bone fragments and chunks of flesh splattered onto the face of the Dark Saint.

Lanius's body gradually lost its temperature.

He eventually died, in the mouth of a dog.

(End of this chapter)