Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Then......

It successfully smeared it all over his face.

"Oh!"

A loud explosion was heard.

Bluebeard, his face charred and bloodied, emerged from his severed tentacles with a grim expression.

Well, with that complexion, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's as black as the bottom of a pot.

Moreover, this refers to the physical sense.

A weapon modeled after the Azu laser – you deserve to own it.

It must be said that this weapon is quite effective in actual combat.

Bluebeard's head almost exploded like fireworks.

If its size can be further reduced to make it easier to carry, it should become a very good conventional weapon.

Glancing at the weapon that had left him in such a sorry state, Bluebeard's expression seemed to darken even further.

With a casual wave of his hand, the camera-like weapon shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Clutching the books in his arms, Bluebeard walked silently to the edge of the wall.

He was no longer the elegant man he had been at the beginning; he now exuded a sinister and icy aura.

Numerous blood vessels are clearly visible in the whites of the eyes.

He looks like an outstanding graduate of Arkham College.

Simply put, it's insane.

With a casual wave of his hand, an invisible force tore a huge crack in the solid wall.

They stepped out of the crack with a pace that was somewhat hurried compared to before.

Bluebeard looked at the special forces soldiers standing ready in front of him and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Looks like we can start an exciting party."

As soon as he finished speaking, the books in his arms emitted a scarlet light.

As Bluebeard breathed, his eyes flickered, as if he himself were alive.

An invisible force quietly spread from within, surging towards the special forces soldiers like wriggling tentacles.

However.......

"A party? What party?"

"Impart? Can I join you?"

Some familiar voices came from behind, and those invisible spiritual tentacles were all severed in an instant.

Chapter 1174 If I were to fight you, this would be a better approach.

What does it feel like to be standing on the edge of an abyss?

It might be the illusion that you'll fall to the bottom of the valley and be shattered to pieces in the next second.

Danger signals kept flashing through my mind.

All I wanted to do was leave as quickly as possible.

That's exactly how Bluebeard felt at that moment.

There is something behind him.

Feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, or like he was sitting on pins and needles—these words seem to perfectly describe his current state.

Bluebeard slowly turned around and smiled at the young man in front of him.

"Strictly speaking, this is our first meeting, isn't it?"

Actually, I've seen it before.

However, the way we met back then was a bit unusual.

At that time, Luo Zhen had essentially projected his spirit onto the place where Bluebeard was.

As for Bluebeard, was it possession? Or a divine intervention?

It’s hard to say.

The principle is roughly to use some means to replicate many individuals with some of their own memories, spreading them out like mushrooms spreading their robes.

These individuals possess some of Bluebeard's memories from birth, mostly up to his position as a Heroic Spirit.

Because their memories are so complete, they rarely doubt their own existence.

Moreover, Bluebeard himself went mad after Joan of Arc's death, and these individuals were no exception.

There is virtually no possibility of problems occurring.

When needed, one can bestow one's power and consciousness upon an individual.

As things stand, it might even be possible to use it and then discard it?

That's why people who use magic are really annoying.

They always have some strange and unusual methods.

It may not be strong, but it's definitely disgusting.

"Speaking of which, you seem to be a member of this organization as well?"

Strolling along, Bluebeard gradually approached Ryougi.

He paid no attention to the special forces soldiers behind him who were pointing their guns at him.

It has just been proven that these weapons are useless against him.

Well, the last one, the one with the same laser as Azu, doesn't count.

That thing is a bit over the top.

He really doesn't care about conventional weapons.

Bullets? Sniper rifle?

Stop kidding, even he finds it a little funny to see something like this.

Therefore, in Bluebeard's eyes, what he really needed to care about were just some heavy weapons and the man in front of him.

The man before him, or rather, the unknown god, had indeed caused him a great deal of trouble.

Whether it's the individuals who were killed or the initial encounters.

Luo Zhen also looked Bluebeard up and down.

I've been an investigator for several years now.

But containment breaches are something I've only seen a few times.

Seeing Bluebeard break through containment procedures at this moment feels quite novel.

When Bluebeard breached the third layer of containment procedures, not only the Izu base, but also several nearby bases received alerts.

After all, no one who can break through containment procedures is a simple person.

If something unexpected happens at the Izu base and they are unable to re-enter the area that has breached containment procedures, then nearby bases will need to provide timely support.

Or rather, collecting corpses.

Luo Zhen, who received the message immediately, also temporarily put aside his work about Merlin and rushed over.

Take a good look at this enemy with whom we had a brief encounter.

Well, when Luo Zhen projected his spirit onto it earlier, he unexpectedly discovered Bluebeard's true form.

Considering the other Bluebeards he had seen, and the Bluebeard in front of him who was clearly not normal.

After hesitating for a fraction of a second, Luo Zhen decisively kicked Bluebeard.

Then they ran away as fast as they could (crossed out).

So you call this a brief encounter?

It's basically a sneak attack followed by a runaway.

In fact, Ryougi Shinobu's attack was aimed at taking down Bluebeard.

From the moment he became an investigator, Luo Zhen believed in one idea.

That means no matter what plans you have or what backup plans you have.

I'll just kill you directly, then there's no point in talking about plans or anything like that.

After all, a plan becomes something that simply follows the predetermined route once the person who made it dies.

This kind of thing can be resolved gradually later.

Unfortunately, it failed.

Ultimately, that's their territory.

Luo Zhen is not in his physical body in the past, but rather in a state of spiritual projection.

Even just having that one moment is already pretty good.

This completely stunned Bluebeard.

No, who are you?

He attacked me right away and then ran away?

I felt both bewildered and a little angry.

Bluebeard, who originally planned to lie low for a while, also chose to descend.

Then he bumped into Luo Zhen.

I was originally planning to say something more to buy some more time.

but........

"Om-"

A strange sound rang out, and golden light burst forth from the void.

It made a corrosive sound when it landed on Bluebeard's body.

It was like being splashed with sulfuric acid.

The skin, which was originally normal, suddenly turned completely black.

Bluebeard's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"What a disgusting thing."

Luo Zhen looked in the direction where Bluebeard had come out.

Under the golden light, numerous magic circles could be vaguely seen.

The ominous aura and madness revealed the evil of these magic circles.

It looks very much like a magic circle that a child-abusing madman would like.

No matter how you try to clear your name or how wronged you feel.

He is a madman who abuses and kills children.

Killing an enemy can be seen as revenge, while killing a neighbor can be seen as retaliation.

But what about killing those children who know nothing?

For your unrealistic dream of resurrecting Joan of Arc?

It's also funny to say.

An evil and cruel alchemist killed a large number of innocent and pure children as experimental subjects for his research, with the sole purpose of resurrecting a holy soul.

It's ridiculous.

Sometimes, reality is just that ironic.