Mr. A Is Here!

Ralastville Street.

On the bustling street, ordinary people ignored the approaching Red Gloves men, continuing to drink their drinks as they let them walk forward and slowly surround a building. However, the streetwalkers behaved unusually; they stiffly turned their heads and looked at these Nighthawks with lifeless, cold eyes.

"Thump thump!"

They ran at breakneck speed, their mouths splitting open and Distortion into terrifying shapes as they lunged forward!

However, after approaching several of the Red Gloves, their eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, and eventually they collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep sleep. Although they were dead and had become Flesh Servant, vivid Dream still visited them.

Several Red Gloves calmly raised their pistols and aimed at them.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several Holy Son, engraved with Sacred Emblem symbols, were fired with a roar and struck them. The divine aura dispelled the Filth and Degeneration, and their bodies disintegrated and turned to ash.

Keep moving forward.

The tall "Wings of the Goddess" said, her voice light and cheerful, unlike her aloof appearance, "Be careful, there's danger ahead."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, more Distortion and crazed Flesh Puppet poured out of the building. Judging from their appearance, most of them were streetwalkers. Under the control of someone inside the building, they surged out and pounced on the Red Gloves.

Bang bang bang!

The Red Gloves soldiers skillfully engaged the attackers, using either enchanted bullets or their own abilities and Sealed Artifact to quickly eliminate the flesh -Flesh Servant.

The house fell silent once more; the windows were dark, and there was not a sound.

"Stop hiding, come out."

The tall woman called out loudly, "We know you're in there."

She secretly made a gesture, and the other extraordinary individuals, armed with weapons, quietly approached.

With a creak, the door to that room opened, and Lanevus, supporting his lower back, appeared before everyone with a gloomy expression.

His belly was already very large, like that of a woman who was about to give birth at full term. Even though everyone was wary of him, they were all surprised to see such a strange pregnant man. The man's posture and eerie appearance made Daly, who was in the crowd, feel uncomfortable.

"That's unbelievable."

"Leonard," said the Wings of the Goddess in surprise, smiling as she looked Lanevus up and down. "Your colleague is quite the visionary; I admire him."

"Your Excellency Isabella, please be serious."

Leonard said helplessly, but his gaze towards Lanevus showed deep apprehension. After all, that belly was carrying an evil god!

"You want to hurt my child? You want to hurt my child!"

Lanevus glared at them viciously, muttering to himself.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost the cunning of his former conman, and instead became like a crazy mother simply trying to protect her child. His voice was sharp and terrifying, echoing through the street and piercing people's brains.

The faces of the men in Red Gloves were slightly Distortion, and the Filth, polluted tone of Lanevus's voice made them feel intensely uncomfortable.

Bang bang bang!

They fired, and the enchanted bullets thundered towards Lanevus.

However, the bullets missed their target. Suddenly, a crimson wall rose up in front of Lanevus's body. That wall was made of the dead woman's Flesh!

"Whoosh--"

After blocking the bullets, the wall of Flesh collapsed, turning into a Tide that rushed towards the group.

"Boom!"

However, before it could even get close, the tall woman named Isabella pulled out a large-caliber handgun and pulled the trigger at the Flesh. With a deafening roar, the wall was blasted into ruins.

"Flesh and Blood Magic. Did the child in your womb teach you that?"

Isabella asked with great interest, while simultaneously pointing the massive, dark muzzle of a gun at Lanevus and walking towards him.

Lanevus stared at the muzzle of the gun, Distortion smile spreading across his face.

"Yes. Why don't you ask Him yourself?"

"Sizzle!"

He ripped open his clothes, exposing his upper body to the air.

His abdomen was bulging high, the skin stretched thin from the excessive pressure, revealing clearly bluish-black veins. In the very center of his abdomen, a peculiar outline was slowly taking shape, as if something inside was pressing against him, extending a finger through his skin towards the crowd.

"You idiot, how dare you stand so close to me!"

A hint of joy appeared in Lanevus's eyes. Next, as long as the child in his womb showed even a little bit of Divinity, he could completely corrupt their spirit.

The moment his thought crossed his mind, he felt the world around him begin to look strange.

It was as if a gigantic beast had spread its wings, covering the sky. Everything before him became dark, distant, quiet, and insignificant. Not only was the world insignificant, but so were he and the child in his womb, as if he had become a speck of dust in the world, about to be blown away by the wind.

Lanevus Consciousness at the Red Gloves in a daze; they were clearly standing right in front of him, yet they felt as if they were on a distant horizon.

From the perspective of the Red Gloves, Lanevus's figure was gradually disappearing, as if invisible wings were covering his body, causing him to vanish. Before his Divinity could even begin to taint, it was easily erased by the Wings of the Goddess.

No, it doesn't seem that easy.

Isabella stared intently at the slowly disappearing Lanevus, her left hand pressing against the wide sleeve of her robe. Beneath the sleeve, something seemed to be wriggling, making a rustling sound as it rubbed against itself.

The Church of the Evernight Goddess already knows about Lanevus's condition and will naturally send someone who can best counter him. Isabella, the "Wings of the Goddess," received a blessing from the Goddess when she advanced to Sequence 5, and one of her arms was sanctified. From then on, she possessed the special ability to make her target disappear Concealment.

It would be perfect for dealing with Lanevus.

"This is the Wings of the Goddess"

Leonard looked surprised and sighed softly.

"It's simpler than I expected."

High atop the distant Tower, Klein and Luther witnessed Lanevus being easily controlled and exclaimed sincerely, "Luther, is the Luther solved now?"

He realized that his words were not being answered, and when he turned around, he saw that the other person looked uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

"A very strong guy is coming. I can sense it; he's from the same Pathway as me!"

"Very strong? How strong?"

Klein blurted it out.

"In the same Sequence as me."

Luther's expression was gloomy.

Same Pathway, same Sequence

Klein reacted for a moment, his expression quickly turning grim. "The Shepherd? Mr. A is here! Where is he?"

Luther frowned, his gaze sweeping across the dark street, but he still couldn't pinpoint the Shepherd's exact location.

It's right here, so why can't I see it? Could it be...?

As if remembering something, he suddenly looked up at the silent black Airship in the sky!

"Boom!"

A loud explosion rang out, and the Airship floating above fired its cannons, but the muzzles were aimed at the Nighthawks below!

A towering flame and plumes of smoke rose into the sky, and in the firelight, a bulky figure could be seen leaving the scene and fleeing at high speed.