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Chapter 67 The Birth of the God's Son and the Mysterious Man
"Wow! Wow!"

In the open space, the sound of a baby crying exploded.

Klein stared with wide eyes as a pale tentacle stretched out towards Dunn.

The surging force left a white trail in the dust and mist, and a sharp sound was heard breaking through the air.

It seemed that he hated Dunn very much.

The black starlight swung out again, and the deep and slippery silk threads cut off the tentacles, and the tiny pieces of flesh squirmed weakly on the ground.

The deformed creature screamed again and rushed towards Dunn.

He was no longer able to resist, so he leaned against the stone pillar and held the urn in his arms.

Old Neil, Coenley, and all the Night Watchmen in Tingen City were within the range of Klein's golden spell.

At this moment, they could no longer control their expressions. Some rushed forward, some showed desperate looks, and some shouted Dunn's name loudly.

The captain will be fine. He will be fine.

Klein silently convinced himself that the captain had the Yunmeng City emblem on him, and it would not be easy for him to die.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously increased the strength, causing his palms to turn red from being pressed by the talisman.

Although he knew that he had given the captain a way out, Klein still couldn't accept having to watch the captain being beaten half to death!
Klein stared at the monster that was approaching.

Ten meters!

Five meters!

one meter!
"Di!"

"steal!"

Before Klein could finish another word, Leonard rushed forward.

“Stop! Stop! Stop!”

Leonard shouted angrily three times in succession, with the five fingers of his right hand stretched out, pointing in the direction of the deformed monster.

Countless blue veins popped up on his forehead and cheeks, instantly dyeing his face blood red.

The blood vessels on his neck and arms were like poisonous pythons entwined on his body, almost bulging out, and his ferocious appearance looked extremely terrifying.

He no longer looks like the elegant, calm and proud poet he once was.

The deformed monster's steps were getting slower and slower. The short distance of one meter seemed like the end of the world and it could never reach the end.

The suppression of rules makes it difficult to take even a single step forward.

"Boy, I've done my best, the rest is up to you."

"You only have five seconds."

A weak old man's voice was heard, and Pales went offline.

With the help of this old grandfather, he was able to control a prematurely born heir of God with the help of a level 2 seal.

"Captain! Five seconds left, go!"

Leonard looked determined as he kept running towards Dunn.

Dunn was surprised to see the monsters' movements restricted. They were all hiding so deeply.

You are worthy of being my team member!
Dunn never doubted them; he knew exactly what kind of people these guys were.

Saint Selina's ashes turned into silk threads that constantly wrapped around the monster, but were constantly eroded by the black mucus, forming a strange balance between the two sides.

But Dunn knew that this was just the result of the deformed monster being restrained by Leonard. After five seconds, it would be the same as before.

Saint Selina's ashes simply lack the power to suppress such a high-ranking being.

"unless"

Dunn thought for a moment and looked relieved.

Thanks to the amulet that Klein stuffed into his mouth earlier, otherwise I wouldn't have had any chance.

He shook his head to make himself more conscious, but excessive blood loss made his body stiff and cold.

He looked at Leonard who was rushing towards him. His face was covered in blood and he looked completely different from his previous elegant and calm self.

He watched Klein use spells to escort several seriously injured people out, and then he anxiously rushed to his position, constantly shouting something.

"Team. Me."

I am dying, and my ears are almost deaf.

Dunn laughed at himself and held the urn of Saint Selina against his chest with his left hand to catch the blood that kept flowing out.

With a gentle force of his right hand, he followed the direction of the wound, continued to go deeper, squeezed through the slippery flesh and broken ribs, and finally grasped a slowly beating heart. Dreams are changeable and the night is peaceful.

It represents the heart of a Sequence 7 Nightmare life, which is enough to make the ashes of Saint Selina of the same sequence burst out with even greater power.

Dunn grinned and calmly looked at Leonard and Klein, who were in tears, and stuffed the heart and a large piece of torn flesh and blood into the urn.

Countless scenes flashed before my eyes, covering his entire life, from babbling to growing up.

But it finally ended up at a wedding that seemed like it was not.

Daly Simone walked towards him in a white wedding dress, with blue eyeshadow and blush, still the beautiful lady in his memory.

"So, Ms. Daly, will you marry Mr. Dunn?"

"I am willing."

Daly's confident and shining smile made Dunn feel a little shy and inferior.

"So, Mr. Dunn, will you take Ms. Daly as your wife?"

"."

His lips opened and closed weakly a few times and his eyes lost their luster.

Dunn, the forgetful captain, finally dropped his hands to the ground helplessly.

The urn was embedded tightly in his chest, half of it exposed to the air and the other half deeply integrated into his flesh and blood.

Countless black threads burst out from the urn and pierced through the loose deformed monster. The dense wounds caused countless mucus to drip onto the ground. The monster opened its mouth and roared in pain, but no sound came out.

"呲呲!"

His blood vessels burst, blood spurted out, and Leonard fell to the ground unwillingly.

Without Pales' help, he couldn't hold out for even a second.

Tears mixed with blood and dust blurred Leonard's vision. He tried to struggle to get up, but his body's fragility and trauma caused him to pass out.

Klein ran over and picked up Dunn and Leonard one by one, placing them in a safe place not far away.

He held the last talisman in his hand, wiped the blood plasma and tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and uttered two words in a deep voice.

Pure Mandarin once again resounds throughout the world.

"Diga!"

This is the secret word to open this talisman, created by the light provided by Dagu and the processing of Lu Heng.

It contained Tiga's most powerful attack, the Zaperion Ray, which exhausted Daiko for the entire day.

The shining golden particles rushed towards the deformed monster. The monster, which was struggling in the black threads, seemed to sense the danger and roared unwillingly.

The black mucus almost became a stream, surrounding it. Countless whispers appeared in Klein's ears, trying to pierce his mind.

"it's all over!"

Klein endured the discomfort. The feeling of the slippery tentacles drilling into his orifices made his sanity drop wildly.

But his hand did not move at all, and his ultimate move hit the monster steadily.

The mighty stream of golden particles poured down like a waterfall from the sky, unstoppable and incapable of resistance.

"Oh!"

The violent explosion caused a huge aftermath, and the wind raised dust, causing Klein to subconsciously squint his eyes.

The ultimate move of the composite Tiga, plus the bonus of Lu Heng's power of light.

Unless you are at the level of the old evil gods like Yuwan and Cassava, anyone below Sequence 0 will die if they get hit in the face.

"call."

Klein watched as the dusty mist dissipated, leaving only the mess on the ground. The evil god's aura had disappeared without a trace.

He let out a long breath and fell to the ground.

it is finally over.

"Are you okay?"

A pair of warm hands helped him up.

"It's okay, thank you."

After a subconscious polite thank you, there was a moment of silence.

Klein turned stiffly and looked at the person who came.

(End of this chapter)