"Werewolf?" Wilt froze for a moment. He hadn't expected to encounter a Werewolf under these circumstances.
"Could he be from the Rose School of Thought?"
"I remember Lanevus said that when he tried to escape Tingen City by sea, a member of the Rose School of Thought lost control and went on a killing spree. The port was sealed off, and his escape plan failed."
"Hah! Hah!!" The Werewolf turned toward Wilt at the door, his scarlet eyes full of madness and bloodlust.
"Frenzy!" Wilt injected Spirituality into his ring, using a targeted killing move against a Beyonder who couldn't control himself.
Boom! An invisible storm exploded across the island of the mind, destroying the Werewolf's last shred of reason.
Thud! The hand restraining Darkwill let go, and he fell straight to the ground.
The Werewolf clutched his head. The fur on his body turned black and grew longer, red eyes sprouted across his back, and thorns wound around his lower body. His head and body swelled, and his features twisted together until nothing about him resembled a normal person.
He had completely lost control.
"Roar!!!"
The out-of-control monster roared, then charged at Wilt.
Wilt immediately drew his revolver and backed away, pulling the trigger repeatedly:
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
Six golden bullets flew toward the Werewolf.
Pfft! Pfft!
The bullets hit their target, tearing away chunks of flesh, but he continued charging recklessly.
He's lost control. I can't use the abilities of the Spectator Pathway Sealed Artifact, because mental attacks are useless now.
It's best not to use the Marauder Pathway Sealed Artifact either. It would be bad if I stole his madness.
The best approach is to keep moving and wait for him to exhaust his Spirituality and die, but it's daytime. I can't wait that long.
The official Beyonders will probably arrive within half an hour. I have to finish this quickly.
Wilt reached into his pocket, reluctant to part with what was inside. The Eternal Blazing Sun and the Lord of Storms are both lucid Gods. I spent over thirty portions of spiritual materials and used the disguise ability of the Marauder Pathway Sealed Artifact to pass myself off as Their believer, then stole Their responses to make four offensive charms. I never thought I'd have to use them here.
But there was no time to lose, so Wilt didn't delay any longer. He quickly threw two charms into the air and shouted their activation incantations in Hermes:
"Holy light!"
"Lightning!"
Boom!!!
Rumble!!!
A sacred, bright, brilliant, and utterly pure light descended from the sky, instantly striking the left side of the out-of-control monster's body and melting the writhing flesh away.
Six bolts of silver-white lightning struck the right side of the out-of-control monster's body, blasting apart all the swollen flesh there. The monster instantly shrank, revealing the Werewolf inside.
"Ah!!!" The out-of-control monster stopped, and the Werewolf inside let out a scream of pain.
Seizing the opportunity, Wilt threw another two charms in succession.
"Lightning!"
Rumble!!! Six bolts of silver-white lightning struck the Werewolf's chest, blasting his upper body apart and spilling his intestines and internal organs across the floor.
"Sacred light!" This was Wilt's strongest charm, containing the ability of a Sequence 5 Priest of Light. It was the only one he had, and it was irreplaceable.
Boom!!!
A magnificent, pure pillar of blazing light descended from the sky and engulfed the gravely wounded Werewolf. His body evaporated inch by inch.
Five seconds later, the Werewolf was dead. All that remained was a pile of residue and a Beyonder Characteristic that was still coalescing.
"He... he's dead already!" Darkwill stared in shock from the side.
The Werewolf had just subdued him with ease, leaving him unable to resist.
Yet after the Beyonder who had robbed... no, borrowed his gold pounds last time arrived, the Werewolf first lost control, then was killed. The whole thing had taken less than a minute.
That was a Sequence 7 Beyonder, and he had even lost control, making him more than twice as dangerous...
Gulp! Darkwill swallowed. He now believed that Wilt knew his teacher and his teacher's teacher.
Then Darkwill saw Wilt hold out a hand to him. "That's three hundred pounds in total. Pay up!"
"Three... three hundred pounds!" Darkwill stood rooted to the spot, gaping, unable to react for a moment.
"That's right." Wilt nodded and said with a smile, "You didn't think I'd help for free, did you?"
"I just used four charms: one at the Sequence 5 level and three at the Sequence 7 level."
"One Sequence 5 attack costs a hundred pounds, and one Sequence 7 attack costs thirty. That's a hundred and ninety pounds in total."
"But to make those charms, I had to pray to the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Lord of Storms while disguising myself as Their believer. If I were discovered, the consequences would be severe, so I'm charging you two hundred pounds."
"Making those four charms cost me over thirty portions of spiritual materials, so I'm charging you over a hundred pounds!"
"That's four hundred and ninety pounds in total. Subtract the hundred I borrowed from you last time, and it's three hundred and ninety. As a friendly discount, I'll take off another ninety, so that's three hundred pounds."
"You only need to give me three hundred pounds!"
Darkwill's eyes widened like saucers, and he shrieked, "Three hundred pounds! Why don't you just kill me!!!"
"Besides, do you take me for a complete novice in the Beyonder world? If you'd really prayed to the Lord of Storms, you'd have been struck to ashes long ago!"
"And your pricing is obviously unreasonable. That materials charge at the end is clearly charging me twice."
Wilt glanced at Darkwill, who immediately shut his mouth. "What, do you have a problem with it?"
"I remember a Sequence 8 Beyonder Characteristic is worth more than that."
Darkwill hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head. "No, not at all!"
Only then did Wilt nod in satisfaction. "If you don't have the money, you can pay me back gradually, but a man has to have principles."
"Just give me some potions toward the debt for now. Ones that restore Spirituality or heal physical injuries are both fine. I'll take whatever you have."
"Also, I have a friend who's close to losing control. Do you have any potions that could help him get himself back in order?"
Darkwill's expression instantly froze. "Well... I'm just a lowly Sequence 8. There's nothing I can do about someone losing control."
Although Wilt had expected as much, he was still a little disappointed.
He picked up the Beyonder Characteristic that had finished forming on the floor and took thirteen potions from Wilt. Only then did he say, "I'm leaving. The official Beyonders should be here soon. I advise you to leave early too."
Then Wilt left.
Darkwill looked at the many things in the room and gritted his teeth. "Forget them. I'll go straight to Backlund!"
After picking out a few important things, he fled.
Ten minutes later, a carriage bearing the emblem of the Church of Evernight stopped there.
Dunn, Leonard, and Klein got out of the carriage one after another...
Three hours later.
Klein sat silently in an ancient high-backed chair for a long time. Finally, he reached toward the golden star.
"Wilt Mirage, let me see who you really are!"