Although they were both excited to et a fellow transmigrator and shared their recent situations, Silas and Klein still maintained a certain level of caution, not revealing all their cards.
For instance, Klein didn't ntion that he was running a mysterious gathering above the gray fog and possessed the peculiar authority to resurrect.
And Silas didn't ntion that he had illusory tides in his head that could resist erosion and control.
"So if we're both alive, does that an the only one who sacrificed was the Captain?"
"...Yeah."
ntioning Dunn, both fell sowhat silent.
That responsible and reliable gentleman had provided them with various forms of help to settle down in this world, ultimately sacrificing himself heroically to save Tingen.
"For the Captain's sake, and also to avenge you and who can no longer live peaceful lives, I will personally kill Ince Zangwill."
Klein said firmly. Though his scholarly air made him appear gentle and refined, at this mont his eyes flashed with the light of vengeance.
"Count in."
Silas said flatly.
With his vengeful and malicious personality, there was no reason he would ignore his enemy.
Before, not knowing who specifically it was might have been one thing, but now that he knew who it was, there was even less possibility of letting it go.
Ince Zangwill, the traitor Archbishop, originally Sequence 5, very likely already advanced to Sequence 4 demigod by now, right? I've noted it down.
"Oh right, there's one more thing."
Klein suddenly rembered the report from Justice he received above the gray fog and told Silas, "Do you still rember Lanevus?
That con man you screwed over... That guy is still alive, and he's carrying the evil god's offspring. He'll probably give birth in a while!"
The evil god's offspring descending into the world would bring not just a disaster, but also the subsequent descent of the True Creator.
"I already know."
Silas nodded. "I ran into a street girl he killed before. By the way, how did you receive this news?"
"Uh, you know, I'm a detective now. I have many informants passing intelligence."
"I see."
Silas nodded noncommittally without pressing further.
However, Lanevus was indeed a problem. Where should they find him and deal with him...
***
"Hm?"
The man suddenly turned his head, as if hearing soone calling his na, looking behind him. Of course, there was only a wall behind him, no one at all.
"Why do I feel like soone's talking badly about behind my back, hostile toward ?"
He muttered to himself, reaching out to caress his highly protruding abdon.
The bizarre scene of a man being pregnant would make anyone feel uncomfortable no matter how many tis they saw it.
That's right, this man was precisely the Lanevus that Silas and the others were looking for.
"Did you hear sothing, my dear child?"
His movents were very gentle, his words even filled with loving care as he spoke to the unborn child.
However, his slightly upturned corners of his mouth ford a sowhat mocking smile, showing the fact that he was completely unmoved.
Sure enough, just as he had deceived his fiancée gose back in Tingen City, Lanevus was now still using honeyed words to deceive the fetus in his belly.
Through the belly, the fetus inside moved.
Suddenly, sothing protruded from Lanevus's bulging stomach, constantly moving about, as if the fetus inside was kicking its legs, raising its hands, conveying certain ssages to its father... or the existence that was its mother.
"I see..."
Lanevus listened attentively, blood vessels bulging on his face, his expression sowhat pained.
Although no sound was made around him, he seed to have heard sothing, nodding, "In that case, we can't wait around to be found by them, can we..."
"Don't worry, my child. I will protect you..."
He murmured while walking outside.
"Stop."
A cold, hard, and vicious voice suddenly rang out. "Lanevus, your ti outside is over. Co back here."
The voice ca from an extrely tall man who appeared to be over two ters tall. He had soft, slightly curled pale yellow hair, a frightening expression, and an aloof, vicious temperant, like a wild beast that didn't fit in with the pack.
Lanevus's body paused, and he slowly turned around.
"You know nothing at all."
He shook his head and sighed. "Leaving now is the best choice for your Aurora Order."
"Cut the crap and get over here."
The burly man said without courtesy. "Or do you want to suffer so more?"
"Crack."
He clenched his fists, making a sound. The blood-red robe on his body seed to ripple, as if it were a water surface stirred by wind.
"Alright, alright."
The smile on Lanevus's face froze for a mont, then quickly replaced with an even more enthusiastic smile.
"Don't be angry. I'll go back with you. For your Lord's sake, don't use violence..."
As he said this, he spread his palms and obediently walked to the burly man's side, following him deeper into the alley.
The burly man snorted coldly and turned to lead the way.
However, just as the two were side by side, Lanevus's belly suddenly bulged sharply, as if a tender hand reached through the belly, using barely ford fingers to gently close toward the burly man.
"Ah!"
So invisible and mysterious authority suddenly descended.
The burly man walking ahead imdiately let out a painful cry and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Whoosh..."
His blood-red outer robe suddenly collapsed, turning into pure blood flowing onto the ground.
Not just the robe, his entire body was disintegrating. His skin cracked, muscles separated, bones extracted... as if every piece of flesh and blood had gained its own will at this mont, wanting to escape the control of the main body!
"The Lord's offspring... why..."
On the burly man's face, besides pain, there was more bewildernt. He struggled to lift his head, murmuring his question.
"Crack!"
Lanevus kicked out, hitting him square in the nose.
"Haha, hahaha!"
His eyes glead as he opened his mouth wide, laughing madly without stop.
With an agility that a pregnant person shouldn't possess, he violently kicked the burly man's face, stomping hard on his head. "This is my child! We are one! Of course He will help !"
"Lord, oh Lord..."
The burly man spoke incoherently, his prayer drowned out by Lanevus's mad laughter.
"Splat! Splat!"
Lanevus stomped too forcefully. Along with the disintegration of the other's body, his head soon turned into a puddle of mush, stomped into disgusting, squishy sounds.
"Huff, huff..."
Only then did he stop, panting heavily.
The pleasure brought by revenge quickly dissipated completely. The expression on his face even seed sowhat bored.
Looking down coldly at the shattered corpse for a mont, Lanevus slowly bent over, trying to squat down.
Because his belly was already quite large and hindered his movent, he failed, and could only sit down on the ground, then lean forward.
His eyes carried an indescribable madness as he opened his mouth wide, the corners tearing all the way to his ears.
He lowered his head.
"Slurp, slurp..."
Soon, from within the dark alley, ca terrible swallowing sounds beyond human description.
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