Chapter 199 - Rolling the dice successfully

The quivering internal organs, the yellowish-green liquid, the quietly burning black flames, and the forward-leaning human body all simultaneously entered Klein's eyes, deeply imprinted in his mind. So far, the most dangerous situation he had experienced in his missions was dealing with the interrupted digestive process of Riel Bieber. Even such a dangerous and terrifying monster only caused serious injuries to the participants and didn't result in any deaths. The only teammate Klein lost, Old Neil, and the deaths of official supernaturals he witnessed, all stemmed from loss of control. The "murderers" were either mysterious or pointed to evil deities, having nothing to do with specific missions. But now, for the first time in a mission, he saw a teammate's sacrifice. Such a death was merely due to a wrong choice just now. The Night Watchers are fighting against madness, and also against danger. One mistake might mean no chance to make up for it. With a bang, Klein's thoughts exploded. He seemed to be greatly stimulated, half-squatting on the ground, raising his right hand, and firing rapidly at Mrs. Sherry, sending one silver bullet after another through countless invisible threads, aiming at her head and her semi-transparent nightgown. Suddenly, Mrs. Sherry was pulled by something and quickly moved to another direction, avoiding Klein's frenzied shooting. Only when all the bullets in the revolver were fired and the sound of an empty gun rang in his ears did Klein come to his senses and regain his ability to think. His heart tightened. Without time to reload, he threw away the revolver and reached out to grab a stack of Tarot cards! Snap! Mrs. Sherry's body suddenly turned sideways. She saw a card fly past and deeply embed itself in the surface of the dressing table. A smile curved her lips, and her beautiful brown eyes once again took on a dark hue. At that moment, her waterfall-like brown hair suddenly flared up, as if blown by an invisible force. Mrs. Sherry froze for a moment. By the time she tried to dodge, it was already too late. Klein shook his wrist and threw out the "Magician" card, nailing her hair to the wall. Snap! Mrs. Sherry forcibly broke her hair and rolled forward, quickly disappearing from Klein's sight. Invisible again... Klein held the Tarot cards between his fingers and slowly moved, vigilantly guarding his surroundings. Suddenly, he understood why Mrs. Sherry had given up attacking and why there was a delay. —According to the normal development, without using the "Azik Copper Whistle", Klein had no way to fight against this terrifying witch! Yes! The captain must have arrived nearby! He was overjoyed, his eyes moving, and subconsciously looked towards the window. At the same time, a judgment emerged in his mind: Mrs. Sherry wants to escape! She knew from the beginning that we had a companion who could drag her into the dream, but she didn't know if there were other Night Watchers, Penitents, or members of the Mechanical Heart coming! Although she was powerful, she wasn't a strong enough individual to wipe out a small team of supernaturals! With a flash of thought, Klein shook his wrist and threw out the Tarot cards he was holding, aiming at the window. Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! He threw the cards one after another, three blocking the window and two turning into flying knives, slicing towards the door. Snap! Snap! Snap! Amid the sound of breaking glass, two Tarot cards deeply embedded themselves in the half-open bedroom door, and Klein heard the sound of someone dodging as he wished. He shook his wrist again and, relying on the "Jester's" intuition, threw a card towards a certain position beside the door. The card whistled sharply as it rapidly approached that spot, but it was unable to penetrate the hard wall. However, a figure quickly emerged in the air, precisely Mrs. Sherry, wearing a semi-transparent nightgown and with brown hair and brown eyes. The moment Mrs. Sherry was exposed, her eyes suddenly lost their luster, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep while standing. Captain... Klein's gaze swept over the scene. He didn't rush to throw the card, knowing that Mrs. Sharon would soon break free from the dream. If he couldn't deal a fatal blow within two or three seconds, she would force her way out. At this distance, the Nightmare was inherently easy to break free from! Bending his knees, Klein rolled to the side and front, half-lying on the ground. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the edge of the "Medium's Mirror" that was facing up. Then, he shook his wrist and threw the Sealed Object "3-0271" towards Mrs. Sharon before the mirror could reflect him, with the card facing her. Mrs. Sharon's body trembled, and the sparkle in her brown eyes quickly returned to normal. Her gaze also found its focus. But before she regained full consciousness, a layer of crystal-clear and solid ice formed on her body. However, she didn't see the flying card or the silver bullet. She only saw a mirror approaching from afar, and in it, her own pure and charming face was reflected. Suddenly, that beautiful face twisted, wrinkles, bloodstains, and rotten patches appeared on it. "No!" Mrs. Sharon let out a shrill scream, as if witnessing the death of her lover. Her skin quickly turned greenish-blue, and yellow pus flowed from the corners of her eyes. With a whoosh, Mrs. Sharon burst into quiet black flames from the inside out, as if expelling something. Immediately after, a thick layer of ice formed around the black flames, like a coffin for slumber. Invisible threads wrapped around, eventually forming a visible color, layering the ice and seemingly creating a huge cocoon. Dong, dong, dong, the Sealed Object "3-0271" landed and rolled a few times before stopping beside the huge "cocoon" of Mrs. Sharon. At this moment, a clanging sound rang out as Dunn broke through the window frame and leaped into the room. He glanced at the lifeless Cohen Li and his expression suddenly darkened. Just then, the "cocoon" burst open, the ice coffin shattered, and the black flames turned into glimmers, scattering in all directions. Mrs. Sharon's skin color returned to normal, her eyes slightly tired but without any abnormalities. Her eyes reflected Klein, who was still half-lying on the ground, and Dunn Smith, who was pressing his forehead and closing his eyes. Invisible ripples spread out, and Mrs. Sharon's eyelids couldn't help but droop. Under Dunn's black thin windbreaker, there were snake-like things wriggling. Realizing that the captain couldn't control Mrs. Sharon for long, just like that time dealing with the monster Bieber, Klein rolled again and grabbed the revolver that he had dropped on the carpet earlier. He pulled out three silver bullets with his left hand and skillfully loaded them into the chambers. Click! Klein closed the cylinder, stood up, and aimed the revolver at Mrs. Sharon, at her forehead. Bang! He controlled his body with the ability of "The Jester" and pulled the trigger. The silver bullet flashed and accurately hit the "fixed target". A bloodstain appeared on Mrs. Sharon's forehead, but the bullet seemed to have passed through many invisible obstacles and lost most of its power, failing to crack her skull. Without hesitation, Klein fired two more shots and saw Mrs. Sharon's eyes suddenly open. Bang! Bang! A shower of blood and white dots spread out, and the once beautiful Mrs. Sharon turned into a fragmented skull that could give every man nightmares. Her "Doppelgänger" had already been used up earlier. Whew, whew, Klein's hands dropped, the revolver slanted, and he panted heavily. Mrs. Sharon, with only half a head left, softly fell to the ground, still having an outstanding figure and fair, tender skin. Dunn straightened up, opened his eyes, and lowered his hand from his forehead. His expression was somewhat pale. He was clearly uninjured, but it seemed as if he had lost too much blood. "If it weren't for her wanting to kill one or two people before escaping, and if it weren't for the Sealed Artifact '3-0271' reflecting her appearance at that moment, we might have only wounded her..." Dunn walked slowly forward and stood beside Klein, his voice unusually low. "If I didn't have something special, within just a dozen seconds of the battle starting, Klein and I would have both been done for..." Klein turned his head to look at Klein, who was lying quietly in the black ashes, and exhaled. "Captain, Klein..." "I know..." Dunn replied in a hoarse voice. "It was my mistake. I was deceived by Mrs. Sharon. I didn't expect she had already quietly left the dream." He paused for a moment and then said seriously, "But you must get used to it. It's normal for Night Watchmen to die on a mission. Maybe the next one will be me." Klein was silent, not knowing how to respond. Nearby, Klein's eyes opened, staring blankly at the ceiling. "May the Goddess bless you and grant you true rest." Dunn came to Klein's side and drew a Crimson Moon on his chest. Then, he crouched down and closed the team member's eyes. "May the Goddess bless you, and may the peaceful night be free of danger and madness..." Klein also drew a Crimson Moon and silently prayed in his heart. After a few seconds, he forced himself to look away and asked in a low voice, "Captain, are we going to communicate with the spirit now?" Dunn nodded slightly and said, "Don't try to ask about the 'Original Witch'. It's very dangerous." "I'll stay by your side and prevent any disturbances." Klein wasted no time and took out various materials, quickly setting up the altar and began the spirit communication. After reciting the incantation, he stepped back and used the "Dream Divination" technique, saying: "Mrs. Sharon's accomplice." "Mrs. Sharon's accomplice." ... After seven times in a row, Klein entered the dream and saw the spirit of Mrs. Sherry in the grayish world. He touched the transparent and illusory spirit, and the scene before him suddenly changed. It was somewhere at night. Mrs. Sherry, dressed in a black hooded robe, handed a bronze ancient book to the round-faced and kind "Instigator" Tris. After hearing his question about the name "witch", she nervously chuckled and said: "Didn't you always wonder why our high-ranking members are all women...?" So it's really a witch cult... Leonard's guess was completely correct. He really has a big secret... Does the sequence 7 corresponding to "Assassin" and "Instigator" mean "Witch"? What a trap... Klein thought to himself. Then the scene changed, and Klein saw a deep hall, a narrow window high up, and a woman in a white holy robe. She had her back to Mrs. Sherry and smiled: "As long as we get close to the 'Primordial', we can be sanctified, become stronger, be redeemed, and escape the final doomsday." Mrs. Sherry lowered her head and asked in confusion: "But why must we become women? Because the 'Primordial' is a woman?" "Does that mean women symbolize destruction and disaster?" The woman with her back to Mrs. Sherry, whose face Klein couldn't see, calmly replied: "No, men are the same. They are the synonym for war. These are two similar sequences."