Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 646 Teacher, do you believe me?

"Stop him!"

Seeing Butis's crazy actions, Dorian immediately looked terrified.

The internal records of Abraham do not specify what was inside the third layer of the "Old Box." However, this lack of record can be seen as a very clear warning—do not touch it, do not try to know... do not open it!

All he knew was that if that layer were opened, something extremely dangerous would happen... The corruption that had once easily killed an angel might return, bringing destruction to the world!

However, as a low-sequence Extraordinary, even if Dorian knew something, he wouldn't have time to react effectively. In that instant, Fors beside him simply looked bewildered, while Antia opposite him, although capable, missed her chance due to her unstable state.

"hehe..."

At that very moment, a cruel and insane smile spread across Butis's face as he grabbed the third layer of the "Old Box," intending to open it directly!

Then, his smile froze.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the third layer of the "Old Box".

Even as a demigod, using power far exceeding human limits, he still couldn't open even the slightest crack... as if that shallow compartment contained an entire world.

On Butis's face, several emotions flashed in succession: the cruelty and madness of mutual destruction, the surprise of not being able to open the box, and the intense fear as if he had known something and understood something.

"Ah...that's..."

His face began to contort as he murmured in utter horror.

The next moment.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

One after another, dazzling orbs of light slid off his body, falling to the ground and transforming into strange, starlight-formed insects. These insects struggled, eventually curling into semicircles and dying, emitting an illusory glow, like doors leading to the unknown.

Like a toppled set of building blocks, Butis's body collapsed rapidly. Only his bloodshot eyes, filled with terror, madness, and despair, crashed into the dirt along with the horrible jewelry box.

The dignified "Saint of Mystery" Butis, a demigod of Sequence 4, died mysteriously simply because he wanted to open the third level of the "Box of the Ancients".

"He just died like that?"

Fors was dumbfounded.

One bizarre thing after another happened, and to be honest, she was having a hard time keeping up.

First, her teacher suddenly contacted her, then Boutis arrived to attack, followed by the messenger of Mr. Temperance easily taking control of the situation, and finally, Boutis forcibly used the "Old Box," resulting in his own death.

In short, no matter what, Butis is indeed dead, right?

Her original plan was to hunt down Mr. X, Louis Wayne. However, inexplicably, it was Boutis, who had instigated the Abraham family's disaster, who ended up dying... This outcome was much better than she had anticipated!

Now, I can get revenge on my teacher.

Fors instinctively glanced at Dorian Gray beside her.

Then she saw her teacher struggling in pain.

"Ah! Ah!"

The burly "astrologer" clutched his head and let out an extremely painful howl. He convulsed, rolled on the ground, and tore at his hair as if he were suffering some unimaginable pain.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Fors quickly crouched down, trying to help the other person up, but Dorian's movements were so intense that she could not get close.

At the same time, she vaguely sensed something from Dorian's condition.

"The teacher's appearance...it looks a lot like the state I was in when I heard that voice during the Blood Moon!"

She thought worriedly.

But it's clearly daytime now, and I haven't turned into that...

"...This is...a side effect of the 'Travel Key'..."

Amidst the excruciating pain, Dorian managed to say, "My...shirt pocket..."

Side effects of magical items?

So that's how it is!

Fors immediately understood, remembering that she too had been infected with the curse after using those stones. She quickly followed Dorian's instructions, taking a small metal vial from his jacket pocket, opening it, and holding it to his lips.

The latter struggled to drink it.

However, the potion didn't work as well as Forl had hoped. Dorian's pain hadn't lessened much; he was still struggling and howling. Moreover, his body was undergoing a mutation—his nails and hair were growing wildly, slowly approaching the edge of losing control!

"Your Excellency, messenger!"

Fors was frantic and immediately cried out to Antia in the distance, "Please help my teacher!"

"Um."

Antia frowned. She first glanced at the mess left by Butis's death, then took a step towards Fors and the others, easily bridging the distance to their side.

She looked down at Dorian for a moment.

"I can't help him."

Antia frowned and said, "That influence is directly affecting his soul... and it seems somewhat dangerous. I don't want to get involved."

Even a powerful messenger couldn't save them?

Fors looked disappointed as he watched helplessly as his teacher gradually descended into madness.

"Kill...me!"

Dorian seemed to understand his situation and cried out to Fors, "Let me...die...as a human being..."

Despite being a descendant of the Abraham family, he maintained his pride and composure.

"teacher!"

Fors exclaimed in a panic, "What are you saying! You'll be alright!"

"It doesn't matter"

Dorian forced a smile. "Butis...is dead...I'm...happy..."

The "Traveler's Key" has a terrifying side effect: it allows the user to hear that horrible sound outside the Blood Moon, and for an even longer duration than the Blood Moon itself. He was already prepared to die because of it when he fled with Fors.

In comparison, he was already very satisfied to have witnessed the tragic death of the man who had brought such a calamity upon his family.

"Don't worry... just like... I told you before... you will... find... a new... teacher... to guide you..."

Dorian said haltingly.

The terrible pain had gradually eroded his will, and he clearly felt that he was about to step into an abyss of loss of control. So, his expression became resolute.

"Hurry up...do it..."

But in Dorian's increasingly blurred vision, he saw that his student hadn't listened to him; instead, she had clasped her hands together and bowed her head in prayer. A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes and rushed to him.

"Teacher, do you believe me?"

She asked.

Dorian was taken aback.

Is there even a question? If I didn't believe it, would I have explained my affairs so clearly before my death?

"Teacher, time is of the essence, I'll explain later. Anyway, I have a way to save you!" Fors reacted immediately and shouted urgently, "Please pray with me!"

She guided Dorian, speaking haltingly in Hermes, "A fool who does not belong...to...this...time..."