Chapter 214 The Shepherd’s Horror

Chapter 214 The Shepherd’s Horror

Late at night, on the roof, under the crimson moon.

A little black cat was curiously looking at the sewer below.

The battle there was too interesting. Even from a distance, it could feel the resentful and terrifying breath from one of the figures.

It was just that the power was temporarily suppressed and did not erupt completely, otherwise it would have fled to a farther place.

And a few hundred meters away from the sewer, Mr. A, who was riding the strong wind, was stopped by someone at this moment.

It was a figure wearing armor, holding a big sword, and with a blurred face.

Just when he passed by here, this person suddenly appeared from the void and slashed him with a sword.

It tore a hole in his back, but fortunately he had the ability to control flesh and blood, and stopped the bleeding in time so that he was not seriously injured.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at the person in front of him who was obviously not his real identity.

This person should know him, otherwise he would never appear out of thin air and slash him with a sword.

"Who are you?"

Mr. A spoke in a deep voice while constantly using the extraordinary ability of the Rose Bishop to heal the injuries he had just suffered.

"You can call me Mr. B."

The voice was dry and hoarse, and it was a disguised voice.

"..."

The other party's frivolous tone made Mr. A a little more angry. This person obviously knew that he was Mr. A of the Aurora Society, otherwise he would not make up a Mr. B.

But he still calmed down and tried to delay time so that his condition could recover a little more.

"Hehe, I have seen Mr. B, you are not him."

"Is that so? Then I am Mr. C."

"There is only Ms. C but no Mr. C."

"Then I am Mr. A."

Mr. A did not speak, but just felt very strange. Who is this person? Will there be any contradiction with their Aurora Society?

From the tone of his voice, he has a certain understanding of the Aurora Society, but this understanding is very limited. For example, the person with the code name of the letter C is indeed called Mr. C, but she is a lady.

This is something that many people who are not in the Aurora Society cannot understand, but there is no rule that ladies cannot be called gentlemen.

Therefore, the people in the Aurora Club only need to ask this question to basically identify whether the other party is a member of the Aurora Club.

"If you want to become Mr. A, it is not impossible. As long as you are willing to join us, believe me, this is definitely your best choice."

Mr. A finished this sentence slowly, and then his eyes lit up, and he used the extraordinary ability from the sequence 7 nightmare, trying to shock the other party from the spiritual level for a moment. At the same time, with the help of the strong wind, his figure exploded, and countless spider silk wrapped in cold currents swept from all directions.

The sudden attack, nightmare, wind-loving, and the disease ability from the witch, multiple extraordinary abilities cooperated tacitly.

Mr. A thought he could take down the other party in one fell swoop, but the other party seemed to have been prepared. His figure floated back, and the big sword in his hand slashed and chopped the spider silk.

The figure turned into the alley, and then suddenly disappeared.

Mr. A was stunned for a moment. The other party just left like that?

Wasn't he here to stop him?

Mr. A opened his spiritual vision and scanned carefully, and indeed did not find the other party.

Not seeing the other party made him more alert. After waiting for a while, the figure did not appear again.

Mr. A maintained limited alert and quickly rushed to where Lanevus was.

He was able to sense the main aura. Although Lanevus had been suppressing that power, this aura had definitely attracted the attention of other extraordinary strongmen. He had to take Lanevus away immediately!

Less than 50 meters ahead, Mr. A's figure suddenly stopped and dodged to the right.

In front of him, a big sword with the light of dawn slashed in the air!

If he had not sensed the danger in advance and stopped, he would definitely be split in half by this sword!

Just as Mr. A was about to start counterattacking, the man quickly turned into the alley and disappeared in front of him again, still without any trace.

"Witch's invisibility?"

Mr. A was a little uncertain. He had fought with those witches more than once, and even hunted a witch himself and herded her. He had the extraordinary ability to spread diseases.

The witches' invisibility skills could never do this, let alone hide it from his spiritual vision.

And the mysterious man just now was obviously a man, and the extraordinary ability he used should be the ability of the Warrior Path Sequence 6 Dawn Knight.

"A magical item that can hide your whereabouts?"

Mr. A had a guess in his mind, and his mood became heavier. In this case, the other party was simply a top-level assassin.

He was elusive and difficult to catch.

In order to prevent being plotted against by the other party again, Mr. A used spider silk to cover the surroundings. Once someone approached, he would definitely be alerted in advance, and at the same time, he intensified the danger perception from the devil.

With double protection, Mr. A continued to rush towards Lanevus's location.

Halfway through the journey, his spirituality began to warn him, and he stopped, but he could not see the trace of the mysterious person.

This made Mr. A very annoyed. The other party's strength should be inferior to his, but he could not find his whereabouts.

He had a lot of strength, but could not find someone to vent his anger.

He also wanted to patiently find the other party, but the breath coming from Lanevus in the distance was becoming more and more uncontrollable, which showed that Lanevus was in extreme danger and might release the suppression at any time, allowing the power of the Lord to burst out completely.

Once it bursts out, it can no longer be suppressed. Now is not the time for the Lord to be born, and he needs to absorb more negative emotions.

"Damn it!"

Mr. A no longer cares about the other party, and uses all his strength to drive the extraordinary ability of the Wind Follower to hurry on.

Along the way, his demon danger perception warning has never stopped, which means that the other party has been following him.

When passing a corner, dazzling light exploded violently in front of him, and Mr. A subconsciously formed an ice shield with cold current to protect himself.

"Not good!"

Mr. A was suddenly shocked and hurriedly shifted the position of his heart a little to the left.

A big sword with the light of dawn passed through his back and almost pierced his heart!

Fortunately, he had moved the position of his heart in advance, otherwise he would have suffered a serious injury.

He coughed up blood, looked back at the figure holding the big sword, and spit out a small piece of internal organs.

Blood and flesh spurted out, and the disease raged.

The figure left in a hurry without looking back. Mr. A took a deep breath and covered the pierced wound with his right hand. The blood and flesh squirmed and gradually wrapped the wound.

If it weren't for the fact that this sword contained the power of the sun, such as the power of breaking demons, this wound would not be a big deal for him.

Bishop Rose's flesh and blood regeneration ability can restore even a broken arm, but it just takes a little time.

"No time to delay."

Mr. A stopped the bleeding from the wound and sped towards Lanevus.

...

"Ahem, Mr. A is really difficult to deal with."

In the room, Hastur's spirit had returned to the flesh. Although he caused a lot of damage to Mr. A with the last sword, he was also affected by Mr. A's flesh and blood mixed with disease abilities.

Even if the spirit returned to the flesh, it was still infected with a certain disease.

With his barbarian physique, it is estimated that he only needs to sleep at night and he will be back to normal tomorrow.

He can still afford this price.

This battle tonight made him see the horror of Mr. A's Shepherd Sequence.

In just three short encounters, Mr. A used the extraordinary abilities of Gale, Disease, Demon, Nightmare, and his own sequence.

This should not be all of Mr. A's grazing abilities. If he remembered correctly, the Shepherd Sequence could graze up to seven souls. As the sequence improved, the souls that could be grazed and the extraordinary abilities that could be used would increase.

He also had a creeping hunger in his hand, but each time he used it, he had to devour a soul. He would not use it unless he met the right person.

"Shepherds are indeed the most powerful sequence under the demigods."

Hasta sighed, coughed heavily again, and looked at the location of the sewer in the distance.

He estimated that with the strength of Klein and others, it should be difficult to kill Lanevus, who had the true Creator's divinity in his body, unless they had other arrangements.

Normally, they would report to the Red Gloves Team before taking action.

And he had helped them block Mr. A for quite a while. If they still couldn't end the battle, then this revenge from Tingen would end in failure.

Hastur waited by the window for a while, and he was relieved when Azshara came back.

Without him waving, Azshara jumped directly from the edge of the windowsill into his arms, meowing non-stop, as if to share with Hastur what she saw and heard tonight.

Hastur listened silently, and waited until Azshara finished meowing before taking her to take a bath.

"Meow?"

Azshara struggled in dissatisfaction, she never liked taking a bath.

"Are you trying to say that you didn't get any strange smell tonight, so you don't need to take a bath?"

"Meow."

"Won't you sweat running back and forth like this? If you sweat, you should take a bath."

"Meow..."

Azshara shrugged her head and was handed over to the maid by Hastur to wash. He also took a hot bath to drive away the coldness in his body.

After taking a bath and returning to the room, Hastur closed the window tightly and hung the paper cranes given by Will in front of the window to prevent Mr. A from knocking on the window to visit in the middle of the night.

After doing all this, he lay on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt and fell asleep.