Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 257 Your Lamb Is Not Bad

"You deserve to die!"

Mr. A shouted in utter rage, his handsome face contorted like a demon. Lu Ze's trash talk was too effective, thoroughly enraging this devout fanatic.

A fierce gale gathered around him, preventing the scattered snowflakes from falling and instead swirling them into powerful gusts of wind.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Mr. A manipulated the gale, sending blades of wind blowing towards Lu Ze.

"puff!"

The wind blades sliced ​​through the ground, leaving deep trenches, easily tearing Lu Ze's figure apart. His body was swept up by the wind, flattened, shrank, and finally became countless pieces of paper, which scattered and fell.

Under the dim streetlights, his figure quietly emerged.

The Faceless Man, the "Substitute Paper Man"!
An invisible gale carried Mr. A's body as his gaze swept across the street. Almost the instant Lu Ze appeared, he locked onto Lu Ze's location, and as several wind blades slashed down, his true form flew closer rapidly.

This is troublesome, this guy can fly!
Lu Ze cursed inwardly, quickly drew his revolver, took a quick aim at the rapidly moving Mr. A, and fired.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet, imbued with extraordinary power and engraved with mysterious patterns at its base, instantly traversed the distance between the two men and struck Mr. A precisely in both eyes.

"boom!"

Mr. A suddenly stopped in mid-air. A gale howled in front of him, and the two bullets were affected by the gale, deviating from their course and grazing Mr. A's side before flying crookedly into the distance.

But Lu Ze seized the opportunity to rush to the area beneath Mr. A, quickly closing the distance between them. At this moment, he was wearing a black iron glove on his right hand, and his figure suddenly became tall and majestic, as if every word and action of his had become an unassailable law.

"Come down!"

He pointed at the other man with his black iron-colored gloves, and two blinding flashes of light suddenly appeared in his pupils.

"The interrogator," "mental piercing"!
With the blessing of extraordinary items of the same sequence, the power of this attack is far greater than that of a normal sequence 6!

Mr. A, who had been floating in the air, suddenly froze, then clutched his head and cried out in silent pain. The wind that had been supporting him immediately became chaotic, and his body plummeted from the sky. This was the opportunity Lu Ze had been waiting for. As Mr. A fell, his body rapidly rose, transforming into a demon once more, and the "magma sword" slashed fiercely at Mr. A.

"boom!"

A dull thud followed, the shockwave traveling through the magma sword to Luze's hand. Even now, having completed his demonic transformation and gained immense power, the strong recoil nearly caused him to lose his grip on the sword.

Ok?
A flicker of surprise crossed Luze's crimson demonic eyes. He saw the magma sword, wreathed in blue flames, being blocked by another greatsword of the same design. Behind the sword, Mr. A was sneering at him, his handsome face contorted into a terrifying grimace by his demonic transformation.

He also herded a "devil"!
"boom!"

Startled, Lu Ze suddenly exerted force with his arm, deflecting Mr. A's magma sword. The latter landed with bat wings spread, his face filled with cold malice.

"Faceless man, demon, arsonist, how long have you been a shepherd? The lambs are of decent quality."

He said.

Not long, just a few months.

Lu Ze thought to himself, and gave Mr. A a cold smile, "Nightmare, Wind Chosen One, Demon, your lamb is still alright."

Besides the extraordinary abilities he just mentioned, Mr. A also possesses a peculiar teleportation ability, but Luze isn't sure if it's just simple teleportation; the strange incantation "I come, I see, I record" might be related. "Is it just [okay]?"

Mr. A grinned, as if revealing a sinister smile. "Then it seems I'll have to demonstrate more of my lamb-like abilities to broaden your horizons. However, my collection is quite extensive; can you handle it?"

He carried the magma sword and slowly walked towards Lu Ze.

"You can try."

Lu Ze said softly, raising the greatsword in his hand in front of him.

Black snowflakes fell in a flurry, but before they could get close, they were vaporized by the demonized bodies and the intense heat emanating from the magma swords. A layer of mist quickly enveloped the two of them; from the outside, one could only see indistinct shadows within, with a hazy, eerie blue light flickering within.

"boom!"

The magma swords collided, and eerie blue flames surged and roared. The impact instantly dispersed the vapors, revealing the two men's hideous and terrifying bodies.

Through the giant sword, Lu Ze could clearly see the deep-seated hatred on Mr. A's face.

He couldn't empathize with the fanatical cultists; he simply pressed his palm down hard, pushing it towards the other side.

"Zizzi."

Mr. A quickly sheathed his sword, his magma sword grazing Lu Ze's blade. He skillfully spun around, causing Lu Ze to strike empty air, while he twisted the hilt and thrust it towards Lu Ze's heart.

This guy has practiced swordsmanship!
Lu Ze immediately understood.

Compared to his opponent, he had only learned rudimentary longsword slashing techniques from his martial arts instructor, Gawain, during his time in Tingen. In previous battles, he had won by overwhelming his opponents with pure physical strength and agility. Now, facing an evenly matched opponent, his lack of skill began to surface, becoming his Achilles' heel.

Of course, he also has more obvious strengths.

Before Mr. A's magma sword could pierce Lu Ze's body, a ball of eerie blue flame exploded behind Mr. A, and Lu Ze's body suddenly appeared amidst the sulfurous flames.

"Demonization" is accompanied by "Flame Leap"!
This is a technique that only he can use; it's an advantage brought by his cheat code!
Mr. A was in a thrusting position and his body was difficult to adjust, so Lu Ze took advantage of the situation and slashed him in the back with his sword.

"laugh!"

The intense heat seared the flesh, and a heavy, arduous resistance pressed against it. The demon's body possessed extremely high defensive capabilities; it failed to pierce through Mr. A, leaving only a deep wound. The wound was dark black, emitting a foul, burnt stench.

"Humph!"

Mr. A was slashed and stumbled forward a step, then turned around sharply, his bloodshot eyes blazing with fury.

The terrible wound healed rapidly; for the shepherd, such an injury was nothing. He quickly caught up with Luze, and the magma sword swung down at him once more.

The two maintained their demonic forms, slashing at each other. Mr. A's swordsmanship was superior, but Luze could simultaneously command other souls. Although both healed quickly after being injured, Luze sustained significantly fewer wounds than Mr. A, and the scales of victory were slowly tipping in his favor.

"boom!"

After another violent collision, Mr. A took several steps back and canceled his demonization.

He looked somewhat disheveled.

"Cough cough!"

Lu Ze raised his magma sword high at him, but before he could swing it down, he suddenly lowered his head and coughed!
(End of this chapter)