Silas's face was full of astonishnt as he looked at the "Lucky" revolver on the ground.
Originally, this silver-white revolver had been safely placed in the pocket of his robe.
But just at the mont when that couple encountered danger, it suddenly slipped from his pocket and fell out.
Not only that, the fallen revolver's trigger happened to strike a stone on the ground, causing a demon-hunting bullet in the cylinder to be fired.
It hit the demigod's body precisely, without the slightest deviation.
This was far too coincidental! It just happened to fall out, just happened to strike a stone and fire, and even the bullet that shot out just happened to hit the demigod!
This couldn't possibly be re coincidence!
Silas felt that sowhere in the unseen realm, sothing seed to be manipulating the wheel of fate from behind the scenes.
"!"
He instinctively looked up, peering through the gap in the café toward the interior of the building.
That frightened and bewildered couple wasn't emanating any spiritual radiance.
They were completely ordinary people, and the lady had a protruding abdon, currently in the midst of pregnancy.
Pregnant... A divine heir?
Impossible!
Even as a Secrets Suppliant with extrely high spiritual intuition, Silas didn't sense anything unusual from that lady's abdon.
Moreover, he no longer had ti to carefully observe that lady because the Abyss pathway demigod was also observing him.
Swept by that terrible gaze, Silas only felt his scalp tingle and his eyelids twitch wildly.
A terrible sense of oppression filled his heart.
Sequence 5 and Sequence 4 were completely different orders of magnitude in terms of spiritual scale.
Just like in Amon's tomb, the Sequence 4 demigod of the "Marauder" pathway could directly steal his most core "Shepherd" ability, and he was almost powerless to resist.
"..."
This demigod wore Kons's appearance.
Although his face constantly wore a smile, his eyes flashed with cold, cruel light.
He didn't speak, only glanced at the revolver on the ground, then looked up at Silas.
What felt strange was that although Silas's revolver had injured him, he didn't seem to have any intention of imdiately taking action.
The other side seems very cautious...
Silas's mind stirred.
He could roughly guess why.
The coincidence with the revolver was so absurd that even he could sense sothing was wrong.
There was no reason a demigod of higher Sequence wouldn't notice.
It was probably because he was wary of the peculiar situation just now that this demigod hadn't rashly acted.
Understanding all this, Silas dared not act rashly either. He simply stood in place, confronting the demigod.
Fortunately, this standoff didn't last long.
"Whoosh..."
Just then, the sound of wind above the street suddenly grew louder.
The thick fog was torn apart by powerful wind pressure, and a stern old man wearing a clergyman's soft cap appeared in the air above.
He rapidly approached riding the wind, his eyes full of anger as he looked at "Kons."
"Singer of God," Ace Snake!
His timing couldn't be better!
Silas felt imnsely relieved.
The conflict between these two demigods was more serious.
As long as they continued fighting, he could find an opportunity to escape. Thinking this, Silas felt quite regretful.
He should have taken the risk of being discovered and directly "Traveled" away earlier!
Activating "Travel" required first grazing Mr. A, then driving the "Scribe" to release the recording.
It took so ti. In the current situation, he simply had no opportunity or ti to escape.
"Heh..."
However, after that demigod glanced up at the "Singer of God" in the air, he turned his face back toward Silas.
In the next mont, facing Silas, he revealed a cold smile.
"Mmph..."
Seeing that smiling face, Silas's body suddenly shook, and intense anger involuntarily surged in his heart.
His emotions beca extrely agitated, and his spirituality spilled out uncontrollably, causing his robe to billow and rise, revealing its original blood-red color.
"Boom!"
His spirituality surged.
The "Shepherd" characteristic within his body throbbed restlessly.
All the lambs simultaneously let out wails, producing soul-level fluctuations. In this instant, Silas beca extrely conspicuous, like a beam of firelight in the darkness!
He's manipulating my emotions!
This is bad!
I'm about to be discovered by that person above!
Silas's extre emotions only lasted a very short ti.
He quickly regained clarity and rapidly suppressed the abnormality in his body, but it was already too late.
His overflowing spirituality and flesh aura were very dense, imdiately drawing the attention of the "Singer of God."
"Is that you?"
A deep voice ca from overhead, carrying a trace of surprise amid the anger.
"..."
Silas remained silent.
He wasn't unfamiliar with this Beyonder above.
When he had fought his way through the Capim estate, after he killed Mr. A, he had encountered this demigod riding the wind in pursuit, but had managed to shake him off both tis.
Yet unexpectedly, today Silas was directly exposed right under his nose.
"Hmph."
A cold snort imdiately rang out.
Then Silas felt all his body hair standing on end. This wasn't because he was afraid, but purely due to the influence of the external environnt.
Dazzling silver-white lightning ford in the "Singer of God's" hands and struck down toward him!
"Crack!"
Where Silas had been standing, dazzling brilliance instantly flashed, accompanied by heart-shaking thunderclaps.
After the light flickered, the ground was left with large areas of charred blackness and destruction.
Thunder descended. It was divine wrath representing punishnt.
A fla ignited more than ten ters away.
Silas's figure erged from the fire. He looked sowhat disheveled, with smoke rising from his body.
The lightning strike from a Sequence 4 was truly terrifying. He had barely managed to dodge.
If he had been even an instant slower, his entire body would probably have been blasted to smithereens!
However, the person above had no intention of letting him catch his breath.
"Crack!"
In the next second, another lightning bolt descended from the air, pursuing Silas relentlessly.
"You damn bastard!"
Silas could only continue evading while cursing the demon demigod.
By now, how could he not understand? He'd been set up by this guy, who deliberately manipulated his emotions to make him noticed by the "Singer of God" above.
If it had been an ordinary Beyonder, perhaps the Singer of God would have temporarily ignored him for the more important target.
But it just had to be soone who had a grudge against Silas!
"Thank you very much for your assistance."
At the sa ti, the demon Noss watched the "Singer of God" pursuing Silas, his face involuntarily revealing a cold smile.
He had sensed the peculiarity about this "Shepherd" earlier and thought to use him to attract the "Singer of God's" attention.
He hadn't expected the effect to be surprisingly good.
He took out an almost transparent door handle from his pocket, gripped the handle, and twisted it toward the empty space before him.
"Creak..."
A phantom door slowly opened.
He was about to pass through this door and escape!
Trying to run?
Silas, fleeing in disarray, caught a glimpse of the other's actions while dodging lightning. Fury involuntarily surged in his heart.
You've ruined , and you still want to get away unscathed?
Stay here!
He thought with heart full of anger.
"Go to hell!"
Silas shouted loudly. Words ford from Hers, filled with profanity and madness, thunderously rang out beside the demon demigod's ear.
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