Is the One Upstairs Also a Guest?
"Speaking of which, this matter is actually related to you as well."
When Luther asked what had happened, Klein couldn't help but give a wry smile and briefly explained the situation.
The owner of the Devil Dog?
Revenge?
Luther seemed somewhat surprised after hearing this.
The giant dog was killed by himself, but in the end, it was Isengard and his group of Detective who suffered the consequences.
After a moment's thought, he realized that it was probably because Isengard was the one who contacted the authorities and claimed the reward, and the Devil Dog's owner instinctively believed that Isengard was the mastermind.
"So that's why your house is full of Detective, no wonder." Luther understood the situation somewhat. "By the way, I have to remind you, that female Detective inside, she's an Extraordinary."
"The female Detective, you mean Kaslana?"
Klein nodded, as if expecting this. "As expected, she's from here too."
The proportion of extraordinary individuals among himself, Kaslana, and the detectives of Isengard Beckland is far too high.
"I see, Klein. Then..."
Just as he was muttering to himself, he heard Luther continue speaking. Looking up, he saw a cold, sharp glint in the eyes of this Sequence 5 Shepherd.
Luther continued, "Then..."
"So, is that extraordinary person upstairs also a guest who has come to visit you?"
Upstairs?
There's no one upstairs; the Detective who came are all in the living room now.
Klein thought to himself, somewhat bewildered, but in the next moment, he suddenly understood something. A tingling chill ran down his spine and exploded on his scalp.
Has an extraordinary person broken into my house?
Could it be that he's the owner of that Devil Dog?!
"No! They're the enemy!"
Klein shouted immediately.
"Bang!"
Almost simultaneously, gunshots rang out outside the living room, accompanied by terrified screams.
That guy made his move!
Klein and Luther exchanged a glance and immediately rushed out of the living room.
They saw a Detective being pinned to the ground by several others in the living room, the Revolver of his revolver still smoking, his face showing a blank expression. The extraordinary Kaslana stood before them, radiating an undeniable authority that seemed almost tangible, suppressing the panic in the crowd.
The ability to manipulate people's hearts?
Luther looked up, peering through the ceiling.
The Shepherd's Beyonder Characteristic took effect, allowing him to sense multiple extraordinary auras within the room before even entering. The two downstairs auras belonged to Klein and the female Detective, respectively, and were of lower Spirituality. The aura upstairs was much stronger, belonging to at least a Sequence 5 extraordinary individual.
I never expected them to be so arrogant and crazy!
He seemed to sense that the person sitting in Klein's bedroom upstairs was also casting his cold and cruel gaze down at him.
"Smack!"
The next second, the sound of glass shattering rang out crisply.
"Splash!"
Through the living room window, Luther saw what was happening outside—shards of glass were flying and landing on the road outside the house, and along with the shards, a dark figure was seen falling to the ground.
It's that person upstairs!
The person was completely covered in black, with only a pair of cold blue eyes exposed.
As he met his gaze, Luther felt as if he were witnessing the embodiment of the most intense and extreme emotions and desires of living beings: anger, fear, hatred, Greed, and Lust. These emotions were thick and heavy, as if they were forcibly pressing into his chest.
Is the capability of Sequence 5 related to this?
"Oh."
He couldn't help but sneer.
Perfect timing! I don't know what the abilities of Sequence 5 of the Devil Pathway are yet. Let me catch a Grazing and give it a try.
Klein, standing nearby, understood his thoughts at the same time Consciousness reached for the Revolver at his waist. He too was ready to act, determined to nip this threat in the bud as soon as possible. Most importantly, he had a Sequence 5 Shepherd beside him!
They have a very good chance of winning!
However, just as the two were about to make their move, the dark figure gave them a cold and malicious look, then suddenly collapsed into a shadow and fled rapidly into the distance.
He ran away.
Malice Perception!
The "Devil's" forte is the ability to sense danger to himself. The ruthless guy upstairs, the instant Luther decided to kill him, instinctively sensed the life-or-death crisis he couldn't control and chose to retreat without hesitation!
We can't let him get away!
Luther hesitated for a moment, then immediately made a decision.
"Boom!"
The astonished and bewildered crowd watched as a crimson fireball shattered the living room window and flew into the street. The next instant, the fireball exploded, and Luther's figure appeared in the flames.
"Stay here, I'll go after him!"
Klein heard Luther's voice, but before he could respond, Luzer's figure blurred again and flashed onto the fireball in front of him.
He pursued the fleeing Sequence 5 Devil in this way!
"Detective Moriarty, what's going on?"
"Oh my god, fire!"
"What to do?"
Am I dreaming?
The Detective were in chaos, shocked by the series of strange events. Some screamed, while others Consciousness asked Klein questions.
"This."
Faced with the Detective's questioning, Klein felt incredibly frustrated. Looking at his broken window, he was at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, on the street outside.
"Boom!"
After the fifth fireball, Luther still hadn't closed the distance between himself and the dark figure.
This guy is so fast!
He watched as the other person moved swiftly forward as a shadow, and suddenly an idea struck him. He also transformed into a shadow and slipped into the Shadow World.
Brush!
The scenery before him suddenly changed, a monotonous black and white world, a disjointed reflection of the world, with isolated "islands" appearing in front of him. Luther saw that the dark figure was some distance in front of him.
His form is more pronounced here compared to the Real World.
Want to compete with me in shadow puppetry?
Luther stared at the other person's back and activated his Shadow ability.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a thick, dark liquid gushed from the island in front of the fleeing figure, blocking his path. The figure paused, turned to avoid it, and his speed decreased as a result.
Luther took the opportunity to close the distance between the two.
"Die!"
Before the other party could accelerate again, he opened his mouth, vibrated the air, and uttered Filth and Degeneration sound in the mysterious and profound Ancient Hermes.
Language of Foulness!
"Ah--"
The figure clutched its head and let out a piercing scream. Its form began to blur, as if unable to maintain its existence in the Shadow World, and vanished with a whoosh.
Luther then floated up and returned to reality.
"Boom!"
With a flick of his right hand, a longsword burning with ghostly blue magma swiftly materialized in his grasp.
The dark figure removed his hand from his head, his icy blue eyes looking at Luther, seeing the sword in his hand, his blood-red robe, and his thick, dark shadow.
"Shepherd?"
He said, his voice filled with fear and confusion.
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