Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 433 The Ghost Ship of the Aurora Society

"Tick tock."

Fresh blood flowed down M's slender wrist.

The midday sun made her blood glisten and turn a vibrant red, creating a stark contrast with her fair and delicate skin, resulting in a cruel beauty. Her exquisite face showed no sign of pain, and her golden eyes remained gentle and calm.

"What are you crazy about?"

Lu Ze asked in a deep voice.

M smiled at him, then slowly pulled her arm outward.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A bloody heart was beating in her hand. She pulled it out and handed it to Lu Ze.

"You're all virtual, what's the point of taking out your heart?"

Lu Ze glanced at it and then looked up.

“The heart is merely a symbol; its essence lies at the core of my personality.” The gaping hole in M’s chest was slowly healing, his hands still dripping with blood. “If it were destroyed, my personality would instantly vanish. Now I entrust it to you. If one day you truly believe I have betrayed you, you can destroy it directly.”

M's tone was excessively frank, almost unlike her usual self:

"That should make you trust me more, right?"

"Ah."

Lu Ze looked down at the heart again.

That's hard to say. What if she's just trying to fool me with counterfeit goods?
"Don't worry about its authenticity. You can use divination, spiritual communication, or other methods to determine its authenticity."

M seemed to have guessed what he was thinking.

"Luna."

Hearing her say that, Lu Ze naturally didn't stand on ceremony and directly called over his black cat—which, after performing a divination, gave an affirmative answer. This made him initially believe in the authenticity of the item, but he still planned to examine it further later.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you the moment I take you in?"

Lu Ze asked.

“If you really do that, I’ll probably be very disappointed,” M sighed. “Because then I won’t be able to see the day Cecilia is resurrected.”

Her expression seemed very serious.

"."

Lu Ze scrutinized her intently, and after a moment, finally reached out and took the heart.

"brush!"

The illusory heart began to deform upon touching his hand, eventually becoming an abstract symbol fixed to the skin of his wrist. His spiritual instincts immediately made him realize that destroying this mark would completely destroy the personality known as "M".

She truly entrusted the decision of her own life to her own hands.
Is it genuine sincerity, or a risky move to gain someone's trust?

Lu Ze doesn't know yet.

"Wow!"

Just then, a deep red light surged in the void before him, and the virtual personality that had participated in the Tarot Gathering returned. It quickly transformed into memories and filled Lu Ze's mind.

Grigor's Shadow Traces found the legends of the ancient gods, and also ensured the provision of the [Sun] and [Moon]. It turned out that the reason for the long delay was that a small meeting was held afterward in Medici and Binsey Town. Gehrman Sparrowluzer quickly absorbed the memories and was surprised by the amount of information in this Tarot meeting.

The only bad news is that the bounty can no longer be redeemed using the Hanged Man or the World Klein; the only option is to leave this area and make plans accordingly.

"Look outside!"

Just as his thoughts were still on the gray fog, Anderson, who was navigating the ship on deck, suddenly shouted.

"what happened?"

Lu Ze quickly left the bedroom and went upstairs.

As soon as he stepped onto the deck, he immediately understood what Anderson was talking about. A sailboat came into view, appearing to be about thirty or forty meters in size. There were no signs of human activity on the boat, except for some splattered blood on the sails near the hull, like some kind of bloody embellishment.

As Lu Ze watched, his eyebrows gradually furrowed.

He smelled a familiar, repulsive odor from the ship.

—Aurora Tour.

"I'll go up there and take a look."

"Lu Ze said. Before Anderson could react, he rode the wind and flew towards the large sailing ship.

"call"

The wind whistled past his ears, and as he drew closer to the large ship, he became increasingly certain that it belonged to the Aurora Society. The sacred emblem of the true Creator was blatantly imprinted on the other side of the sail, revealing the ship's true nature.

Looking down from mid-air, he found the deck deserted, with only large patches of blood scattered across it. Landing on the ship, he found the cabins empty as well, as if the crew had suddenly gone mad, drained their blood, and jumped into the sea.

Bizarre and bloody.

"This must be the pilgrim group led by the demigod of the Aurora Society. Judging from the looks of it, everyone except the saint is dead. Only the empty ship is drifting uncontrollably at sea, and we stumbled upon it."

Lu Ze thought to himself, "The fact that we encountered this ship means that I was on the right track. But what was the cause of their deaths?"

He circled the boat a few more times, trying to find more clues.

The blood on the ship, pool after pool, had long since dried, becoming decorations to this horrific scene. However, the traces of blood left behind indicated that the owners of that blood had experienced extreme agony before their deaths.

Lu Ze was walking around casually when he suddenly noticed a line of blood-written words on a deck. The words were wild and twisted, as if they had been carved out with fingernails.

The blood-written words read:

"Help! There's an extra person in my head!"

There's one more person?

Lu Ze stared at the line of words, a chill creeping into his heart.

Does having an extra person inside my head mean I have a split personality, just like them?

This statement was incoherent and offered no other useful information. Inside the ship's cabin, he discovered some bizarre scriptures, self-harming penance belts, and strange ritual implements, all of which he sank to the bottom of the sea along with the entire ship.

This was, in fact, the second ship he had sunk.

"How about it?"

Back on his ship, Anderson couldn't help but ask nervously.

"Good thing."

Lu Ze calmly replied, "The fact that we've encountered this ship means we're heading in the right direction. Let's just keep going."

He pulled the three bloody fingers out of his pocket, checked the direction, and then gave instructions.

".ah?"

Even though Anderson had anticipated this, he still felt a sense of panic.

Should we continue sailing forward?
What's that ahead? There are no survivors on that ship! I'm afraid we'll end up like them!

He genuinely wanted to oppose Luze's opinion, but all the blood puppets on the ship turned around at the same time, looking at him as if awaiting his command, or as if ready to launch an attack at any moment.

"OK."

Anderson forced a smile and said to Luzer.

"Left full rudder!"

He seemed resigned to his fate and shouted at the puppets.

(End of this chapter)