Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 181 Roses in Full Bloom

Chapter 181 Roses in Full Bloom

If gods truly exist, they would surely summon thunder to unleash divine punishment upon this sinful land.

If the gods are truly merciful, they will surely show compassion and bring salvation to these innocent people.

Unfortunately, there's nothing here now. Only a mentally ill person, driven to madness, witnessing firsthand the hell on earth and the breeding of sin.

Lu Ze seemed to be trapped in an uncontrollable nightmare. He was unable to move, as if his own existence had disappeared, and he could only observe everything that was happening from a peculiar perspective.

He saw Ms. M standing in the lobby, smiling at everyone.

"The Lord is the beginning and the end, the whole and the one."

A red-haired, golden-eyed woman sang praises to the Lord in a gentle, melodious voice as she walked among the terrified crowd. Then, blood flowers began to bloom, and vibrant red roses blossomed from within each person. The flowers, like joyful smiling faces, opened brilliantly, offering their most devout blessings to the benevolent Lord.

"Don't kill me!"

The obese deputy police commissioner cried out in panic, his greasy face covered in sweat and tears, "I'm the deputy commissioner of the Backlund Police Department! You can't kill me! You can't..."

Ms. M extended her slender, white fingers and gently pressed them against his face.

"Ahhhhh!"

The deputy director roared like a castrated pig, his eyes wide, almost popping out of their sockets. Large amounts of fat were rapidly squeezed from beneath his skin, a pale yellow semi-liquid coating his body. His once-obese frame shrank rapidly.

Eventually, he became emaciated, with only a piece of Chara's skin covering his skeleton and muscles.

"Smack."

Ms. M snapped her fingers gently, and a crimson flame began to burn brightly on it. The thick grease ensured that the candle would burn forever, becoming a grand and magnificent torch in this hymn.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The terrified guards opened fire, revolver bullets, carrying immense kinetic energy, rained down on the man's body. However, the man only swayed slightly before turning into a mangled paper doll.

Soon, the guards were met with a counterattack, their bodies disintegrating amidst strange singing.

"Help!"

"Run!"

Fear shattered their reason; the crowd in the hall screamed, trying to escape from the villa. But the beautiful figure always managed to catch up with them, turning their bodies into vibrant red flowers.

"...Behold, the Lord is coming soon. Reward and punishment are in the Lord's hands; each person will be rewarded according to their deeds..."

"Stop! I'll give you anything you want..."

The handsome MP Vadra shouted, his face pale, but he soon lost his voice as his own arm gripped his throat uncontrollably and his other hand plunged into his abdomen, causing his internal organs to vomit out of his mouth.

The same thing continued to happen in the hall, with more and more roses being offered to the Lord. Above, in the endless sky, there was both sacred and blasphemous.

A grand hymn of joy and sorrow resounded, as if a mighty giant were casting a gracious warning upon this place.

"I will carry out the punishment on behalf of the great Lord, until this river of souls flowing to Him never ceases to flow..."

Suddenly, the praise offered to the gods was abruptly interrupted.

"Whip it!"

A solemn and unquestionable voice suddenly rang out, as if it ruled the laws of this place with great authority, and no one could violate them!

"Slap! Slap!"

Pain shot through his body, and Lu Ze suddenly regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked down, only to find his hands covered in bright red, foul-smelling blood.

There's no such thing as an M-type female; everything was his own doing.

Looking up, Lu Ze saw that the magnificent hall was covered with countless bright red roses, and scarlet liquid flowed outwards along the patterns on the floor.

The young girls cowered in terror, hiding behind sofas and tables. They were the survivors among the ordinary people who had escaped punishment, and their eyes, peeking out from behind the furniture, held not only fear but also a twisted pleasure.

Besides them, the guests, servants, traffickers, guards... all their sins were cleansed, transformed into roses carpeting the ground. Amidst the crimson carpet stood a few unusual figures. Their souls emanated a different feeling—heavy, majestic.

It shines with a unique brilliance.

Extraordinary.

"Aurora Society's messengers, have you gone mad?!"

The leader of the extraordinary beings wore a white wig and a tailcoat, his long, thin face serious and indifferent.

Behind him, a slightly overweight middle-aged man hid in great fear.

"Help me! Mr. Horace!"

The phantoms of the dead girls haunted him, their eyes filled with bloody tears, telling Luze that this man was the owner of the villa, the leader of a human trafficking organization, the wealthy Kapin.

"hehe.."

Lu Ze laughed in a twisted way. Although he had regained consciousness from the chaotic dream, his mental state was still not good.

His mind was filled with all sorts of extreme emotions, and his ears were filled with a boiling, noisy clamor—the meaningless whispers of the true creator. He seemed very satisfied with Lu Ze's sacrifice, so satisfied that he uttered endless murmurs, causing the blood vessels on Lu Ze's head to swell and bulge, and his brain to feel as if it were being pierced by iron spikes.

Hua Luze actively summoned the illusory tide, and as the sound of the tide rose, the words of the true creator were immediately dispelled. However, his inherent madness could not be countered, and his vision was still filled with illusions and wailing.

He looked across at the other side, where, apart from Kapin who had been saved, there were four Extraordinary Ones left.

The serious-looking man at the head of the group was called Mr. Horace by Capin. His expression was dignified, and his figure seemed incredibly tall, making one want to bow down in respect.

Besides Heras, there was another man holding a high-pressure steam rifle, a military-grade weapon with great power; another man with an old face and an uneasy expression; and a scarred woman with a fierce expression and a cruel smile, holding a dagger in one hand and a long whip in the other, the whip gleaming with a peculiar luster, which must be an extraordinary item.

Is it possible for an ordinary human trafficker to receive so much protection from extraordinary individuals?

Looking at these people, Lu Ze felt a sense of authority emanating from them, a feeling he had experienced before from the group of masked individuals.

MI9?

Were they involved in human trafficking?

"captivity!"

In the brief moment of Luze's distraction, Heras acted. He shouted and raised his right hand, pointing at Luze.

Suddenly, the space around Lu Ze solidified, as if forming a transparent amber, sealing him inside and making it difficult for him to move.

At the same time, several other extraordinary individuals rushed up and launched an attack on Lu Ze!