Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 43 The End
Klein, whose breathing had already become disordered, had just breathed a sigh of relief when, upon hearing Xijia's words, he secretly cried out, "Help! I can't run any longer, and the fortune teller hasn't strengthened his body much."

Philip, who had been paying close attention to the situation, noticed Klein's condition and gave him some guidance on adjusting his breathing. He then comforted him:
"Hold on a little longer. If his goal is to find the right moment to turn around and finish us off, that time should be up soon. After all, if we run to Tingen, he won't be sure if we've called for backup."

Hopefully, I'm so tired. It feels like running 1000 meters on the playground, with no end in sight. Klein listened to Philip's words, adjusted his breathing, and then asked reluctantly:

"What if I can't win?"

Philip stared straight ahead. After a few seconds of silence, he said calmly, "Then you will be responsible for meeting up with the Mechanical Heart team. Ms. Xijia will also look for an opportunity to escape. I will be responsible for covering the rear at the critical moment."

Wait, that's not right?

Klein was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth to say something, but Xiga Teon, who was running in front of him, had already stopped. He had no choice but to stop as well and look at Tyr, whose way forward was blocked by the Hoy River not far away.

On the other side of the river, you can vaguely see ships moored or sailing, as well as the bustling scene of people coming and going in the dock area and port.

Xijia turned his head, his black eyes swept over the two of them, took the blood vessel thief from Philip, wrapped it around his right wrist, and then opened his mouth to order:

"I will deprive this guy of his self-healing ability later. What I need to do next is to weaken and kill him as much as possible while ensuring my own safety."

Philip and Klein nodded, both raising their pistols simultaneously. The latter reached into his pocket with his other hand, seemingly groping for something.

As Xiga deprived Tyer of her self-healing ability, her face suddenly turned pale. The other party took this opportunity, spread out his five fingers, revealing his thick black fingertips, and rushed towards them.

Even though his current physical condition is not optimistic, that damn "nightmare" is no longer there to disrupt things. He is now extremely clear-headed, without the hypnotic mumbling in his head!

Excitement flashed in Tyr's eyes. He was certain that as long as he could use his poisonous claws or teeth to deal with any one of the three people in front of him, everything that followed would go extremely smoothly.

He no longer wanted to care about any subsequent consequences. Without a doubt, there was only one thing on his mind: revenge, revenge, revenge--!
He wanted to make these guys in front of him feel a hundred times or a thousand times the pain he had experienced before!

However.
"Dark night!"

Klein shouted softly as he took out two sleeping charms from his pocket and threw them at Tyr's body, which was rapidly approaching.

Under Tyr's shocked expression, the ripples caused by the talisman explosion made his eyelids close uncontrollably. The sprinting movement also stopped at this moment. He knelt on his knees and was about to fall forward.

Taking advantage of this critical moment, the three of them took out their most direct and effective means of attack - revolvers - without any hesitation.

Along with the sound of gunfire, demon-hunting bullets continued to penetrate Tyr's body. Having lost his self-healing ability, he felt the severe pain of bullets continuously entering his body. He could only roar with anger and unwillingness, then retreated straight back and jumped into the Hoy River.

Xijia led the two to the riverside. Looking at the dark red color appearing on the water surface, he sighed and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. Without the ability to heal itself, the amount of bleeding from those wounds is enough to be fatal."

She turned around, but was surprised to find that the only person in her sight was Klein, who was staring in amazement. Then, a clear sound came from behind her.

Puff-!
The splashing water drowned out Xijia and Klein's anxious cries. At this moment, the Hoy River flowed peacefully, just as it had for countless moments before, carrying the dark red bloodstains and the objects in the water far away. The next morning.

In the reception hall of Blackthorn Security Company.

Philip sneezed, unable to hide the tiredness on his face. He took the hot water that Luo Shan kindly handed over, felt the warmth in his palm, and shuddered subconsciously. "So, that's it."

He turned his head to look at the body he had carried back to Tingen after walking for most of the night, bowed slightly to Dunn who was standing in front of him, and said apologetically:
"Captain, I'm sorry, I acted without authorization, but I have to confirm, confirm that he is dead."

Dunn's expression remained calm, showing no emotion. He simply sat down quietly on the small sofa to the left of the coffee table and asked casually, "So, what's the reason?"

"I once survived his pursuit, when everyone else was killed." Philip lowered his head and his voice gradually became inaudible.

Upon hearing this, Dunn Smith was silent for more than ten seconds. He then pulled out his pipe, which had clearly been carefully cleaned, from his pocket, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. He then stood up and said,

"We had already drafted a telegram regarding this matter and should have sent it to the Cathedral last night. However, due to the numerous follow-up matters that needed to be handled, we decided to postpone it until this morning."

"Now it looks like you've caught up."

Philip nodded slightly, took a sip of the hot water in the cup, and thought of what Dunn had said before: he would take responsibility for his entry and exit to Tingen, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Captain, thank you."

Dunn was silent for two seconds, then turned his head, skipping over the topic. He continued, "For the next period of time, each of you must remain vigilant. The spirit of that Sequence 6 Zombie has been manipulated, so we still don't understand the Rose School's purpose."

No spiritual communication?

Philip, who had already made some plans, blinked and suddenly felt a little confused. The moment he felt relieved, he suppressed it immediately. "Do they have any accomplices?"

"Hmm," Dunn paused for a moment, then thought for a moment before saying, "Strictly speaking, there aren't any right now. That dangerous Sequence 5 target has already gone to Backlund. The special team there will be in charge, but we also need to be on guard."

Sequence five.
Hearing this, Philip nodded, feeling a little bitter in his heart. However, during the time when his body was relaxed, his brain gradually became drowsy, as if he could fall asleep as long as he fell back.

Seeing Philip covering his head, Dunn, although a Beyonder of the "Sleepless" Path, didn't mean he didn't know the reason. He immediately raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Lawrence, you can rest today. Don't be embarrassed."

"Well, okay." Philip nodded without trying to be stubborn, stood up reluctantly, took a deep breath, and then returned to normal and walked towards the door.

Wait, tomorrow is Monday.

I have vacation too.

The captain won't forget.
(End of this chapter)