At the same time, in front of Blackthorn Security Company.
Inside the isolated space, a bloody and insane scene had unfolded. The mass of flesh that had once been Silas writhed as it swallowed all six bodies whole.
With each body it consumed, the writhing intensified. After devouring them all, the mass hadn't grown much larger in volume.
In its violent squirming, it slowly contracted and restructured itself, taking on the basic outline of a human form, though still blood-red.
On its abdomen, Ma'am M's beautiful face was lifelike.
"Leonard, what do we do?"
The short and stocky Kenley said, extremely nervous.
The people on the street had been evacuated, but Dunn hadn't returned with Saint Selena's ashes yet.
Meanwhile, that monster looked like it was about to fully manifest!
Leonard gritted his teeth and listened intently. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned around in pleasant surprise.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
Resolute footsteps came from behind the door.
Dunn was striding out. In his hands, he cradled a palm-sized square urn. The box was silvery-white, carved with strange patterns.
The box carried a peaceful yet cold sensation.
As Dunn merely approached, Leonard and Kenley felt bone-chilling cold, as if their blood would freeze.
Even Dunn himself, holding the box, had his eyes dyed a ghostly blue.
Beside Dunn was Klein, following closely. In his hands, he carried a thick blood vessel.
"Give me that."
Leonard took the blood vessel and said to Dunn, "Captain, the situation is urgent."
"Mm."
Dunn frowned at the humanoid monster inside. "Kenley, go downstairs and help Seeka suppress the Sealed Artifacts. Leave this to us."
"But..."
"Hurry! You can't help here!"
"Yes!"
After sending Kenley away, only three Nighthawks remained at the scene.
Dunn took a deep breath, stepped down the stairs, and came before the isolated space.
Facing the monster that had once been Silas, he slowly lifted the lid of the urn.
Inside the urn were brilliant yet profound grains of sand, as if they had absorbed all the light falling upon them, like a magnificently beautiful starry sky at deep midnight.
On Zotland Street at noon, the sky suddenly darkened.
In the deep, dark air, countless pitch-black threads suddenly appeared.
If Silas were still conscious, he would definitely recognize these threads as the same ones from behind Chanis Gate, the threads that had once helped him temporarily escape Ma'am M's surveillance.
The threads were cold and slippery. As if automatically detecting the most evil presence here, they spread toward Silas.
"Crash..."
The barrier the Nighthawks couldn't break through was easily shattered by the threads, making a sound.
Countless threads quickly and quietly extended, surrounding the not-yet-formed flesh monster.
The monster, which had been restlessly agitated, gradually quieted under the threads' encirclement, curling up its body and no longer moving.
Great opportunity!
Klein and Leonard's eyes brightened as they quickly descended the steps.
Leonard raised his revolver, while Klein reached into his pocket and grasped the warm golden talisman.
The "Sun Blaze" talisman, a powerful charm created by praying to the blood of a true god!
But before they could act, the monster wrapped in black threads moved.
The beautiful woman's face on the monster's abdomen suddenly opened its eyes!
"Boom!"
Crimson flames burst into flame within the threads. The fire was like fireworks, brilliant yet brief.
As the flames disappeared, the monster had vanished without a trace.
"Watch out!"
The Clown's premonition ability let Klein see a future scene. He shouted and kicked Leonard aside.
The next instant, the monster emerged from beneath their shadows, opening vicious fangs to bite at the air.
If not for Klein, Leonard's head would have been bitten off.
Black threads quickly gathered around them, surrounding the monster. Taking advantage of the monster being blocked, the two quickly retreated to Dunn's side.
"Stay alert!"
Dunn said solemnly. "This monster likely has multiple abilities!"
That ring saturated with the Shepherd characteristic had been made into a potion, combined with these people's bizarre and insane ritual.
Dunn could easily guess that the enemy before them had likely become a Shepherd.
"Swoosh!"
The monster once again escaped the black threads' entanglement, appearing in the center of the street.
Its bloody, mangled exterior was slowly healing, gradually becoming intact human skin.
The woman's face originally on the abdomen was moving upward, as if to replace Silas's face and gain complete control of the body.
On that beautiful yet eerie face, an inscrutable smile now played.
"Ms. Lorotha, I think I heard sounds from that street."
On the moving black carriage, Cecilia couldn't help but speak.
"Really? I didn't hear anything."
"Ms. Lorotha," said with a smile, malice hidden in her eyes.
That's because your brother is becoming Ma'am M's sacrifice right now.
She thought gleefully.
She was originally Ma'am M's subordinate, along with 'Al Hasson' and 'Borgia'.
When the incident at Port Enmat occurred, they had been scattered elsewhere and thus weren't affected.
However, Ma'am M's departure was undoubtedly a major blow to them, because they all revered Ma'am M immensely.
Her existence was second only to the great Lord, bringing light to their lives.
Now they'd encountered Ma'am M again and learned of this grand plan from her.
Naturally, they unconditionally supported Ma'am M and were willing to offer her everything.
It's about time. Kill this foolish girl, then I'll head back there and see how things are going.
She thought secretly, her right hand already covertly touching the crimson ritual dagger.
"Ms. Lorotha, after we reach Backlund, will I be able to see my brother again?"
"Of course you can."
Of course, you can't, because your brother has already become a sacrifice.
She said insincerely, looking at the pretty girl before her with no guilt whatsoever.
"Once you settle down, you can still live together..."
Live together, my ass, go to hell together!
She gripped the dagger's handle tightly and said to Cecilia, "By the way, do you know the way to the train station? Did we take a wrong turn?"
Hearing her question, Cecilia leaned toward the window to look outside, trying to determine the carriage's location from the street scenery.
"Lorotha" was waiting for precisely this moment. She drew her dagger and stabbed toward the girl's back...
However, the next instant, she saw the young girl move nimbly and lightly to the side, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, dodging her dagger.
Simultaneously, she swiftly twisted her body. Cold light flashed before "Lorotha's" eyes, and her chest immediately felt sharp coldness.
"Why...?"
Feeling the strength draining from her body, she said unwillingly and uncomprehendingly.
"Your killing intent was too obvious. Even street thugs are better at concealing it than you."
Cecilia said coldly, pulling out the blade and stabbing down again, not stopping until the other was completely dead.
After killing her opponent, she rushed out of the carriage and didn't spare the coachman either.
Only after dealing with all the enemies did she nimbly jump down from the carriage, eyes filled with worry, and run toward Zotland Street.
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