Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 153 First Herding
East District, late at night.

"Ahhhh!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out from the depths of the street; the pain of the person making the sound was so real that it seemed to penetrate the eardrums and permeate the brain.

The surroundings were quiet. The nearby residents must have heard the noise, but no one came out to see what had happened. Even the homeless people who had been lying nearby to take shelter from the wind secretly got up and ran away.

In the East District, curious people often die quickly.

The crimson moonlight gently shone down, illuminating the fallen extraordinary being. A terrible curse descended upon him; invisible blades pierced his chest, creating a horrific wound so deep that his ribs and internal organs were exposed.

Even now, the wound continues to corrode and spread!
Not only were there physical injuries, but his mind also suffered a severe shock. Frenzied delirium filled his mind, tormenting his consciousness. The delirious sounds echoed in his head, distorted, obsessive, and seemingly never-ending. The originally distorted and chaotic sounds were slowly becoming clearer.

He's almost able to understand his delirium!

The extraordinary being howled and struggled, his survival instinct forcing him to maintain his chaotic consciousness. He pressed his fingers to the wound and smeared them on his arm.

brush!
The injury that was originally on the chest was moved to the arm by the fingers!

Although his arm was immediately broken and corroded by the curse, his physical condition improved considerably. He struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with terror.

Too dangerous!

This filthy and insane feeling, there's no mistake, it's the messenger of the Aurora Society!
Why would an ordinary gang have any connection with the aurora borealis?
May the Lord's grace always be with me, and may His glory bathe me in His blood.

The incessant murmurs in his mind eventually became clear and audible, each sound heavily striking his will. He struggled to drag his heavy body toward the alley entrance.

This matter must be told to His Excellency the Ambassador.
"He revived my soul and led me to salvation for His own name."

The muttering sounds were amplified, overlapping, and profoundly affecting his mind. Something was wrong, something was wrong!
It wasn't that the babbling had gotten louder; it was that someone was reciting prayers in sync with his head!

—He saw in despair that Lu Ze's handsome yet eerie figure had appeared at the alley entrance at some unknown time. Accompanied by his soft chanting, the filthy and depraved voice penetrated his body and acted directly on his mind.

“Praise the glory of the Lord, and be his lambs.”

Lu Ze said.

As he uttered these prayers, there was no piety on his face. On the contrary, he appeared extremely disgusted, his fingers contemptuously tracing four dots on his chest, forming an inverted cross.

Opposite him, the body of the unknown extraordinary being had already collapsed.

Curses and filthy words acted simultaneously within and outside his body, pushing both his mind and body to their limits. With a crash, his flesh shattered, spilling onto the ground to form a pool of mud, which, under the crimson moonlight, resembled a magnificent, blooming crimson rose.

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!

Countless mouths sprouted from that fleshy rose, singing and praising it.

Lu Ze stepped forward slowly.

Ignoring the annoying praise, he opened his palm toward the corpse—if that thing could still be called a corpse.

"grazing!"

His originally azure eyes turned bloodshot, as if they were soaked in blood.

"Woo——"

A bone-chilling wind emanated from his hand, blowing towards the crimson rose. The wind, cold as if freezing to the marrow, swirled above the corpse with an intense thirst, creating a powerful suction.

Something transparent was slowly being pulled out of the corpse.

It was a transparent figure, its outline barely recognizable as resembling the corpse itself. The transparent figure's expression was contorted, its mouth wide open, as if experiencing immense pain. It desperately resisted Lu Ze's pull, but was still irresistibly drawn away. Specks of dark green light emanated from the flesh and blood, swirling upwards and merging into the transparent figure.

"Ahhhh!"

Finally, the soul of this unknown extraordinary being was completely pulled out of his body, carrying his extraordinary characteristics, and placed into Lu Ze's palm.

Lamb obtained, success!
Lu Ze looked at the swirling soul in his palm. The almost transparent soul churned, occasionally revealing a face filled with pain. If he wanted, he could take it into his body at any time and herd it away.

But before that, he wanted to get some information out of this guy.

Slightly clench your soul, and an invisible force transforms into a long whip that lashes down fiercely, like a lashing whip on a lamb.

"Ahhhh!"

The pain immediately made the soul scream.

"Who's behind you?"

Lu Ze asked.

"Beckran Jean Madan!"

The face on the spirit's head showed a pained expression. "Ambassador Intis to Backlund! We are his intelligence agents!"

The spiritual connection with the lamb confirmed to Luze that the lamb was not lying.

"What kind of manuscript are you tracking?"

"It's Hermoshuain's manuscript, which contains the design scheme for the third-generation difference engine!"

The other party responded very cooperatively.

"And who is the side you are fighting against?"

"MI9, the official intelligence organization of the Ruen Kingdom. Spare me! Stop!"

"thanks for your cooperation."

Lu Ze nodded, then clenched his fist and swallowed the other man into his body amidst his screams.

It was a strange experience. Lu Ze could feel the other person's soul flowing down his arm into his body, eventually settling into an empty space. A shepherd can shepherd a total of seven souls. Including the "arsonist" who had already been shepherded, and the soul that couldn't be used, he had four empty spaces left in his body to choose from.

After the unknown soul was placed in the empty space, the connection between the two, based on their souls, became even stronger. Luze could sense his characteristics and the abilities that those characteristics brought.

It turns out that this extraordinary being is the "Faceless Man" of the Diviner Sequence 6.

The Faceless Man's greatest ability is his ability to change his appearance at will, easily imitating anyone he has ever met, and even mimicking their voice. While the "Rose Bishop" can also change his appearance, it mainly controls his flesh and blood; it would be extremely difficult for him to completely imitate the Faceless Man's facial features.

In addition, the "Faceless Man" has many other abilities such as "divination", "air bullets", "fire control", "substitute paper dolls", and "damage transfer". However, he cannot use all of these abilities. He can only choose three, and Lu Ze must make a choice immediately. Once the soul is fixed in his body, he cannot choose any more.

Which one to choose?
Lu Ze began to think.

"Appearance modification" is definitely a must-choose option, but what else?

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