Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Chapter 465 Self-Destruction Technique

As Klein released his grip, the blood-stained crowbar wobbled on the ground for a moment before falling to one side.

"right here!"

This is not some kind of divination about fate.

He simply sought an answer from Melissa, the witch from beyond the realm.

Clearly, Klein won his gamble.

Leonard didn't question Klein at all, and ran with Klein in the direction the crowbar was pointing.

And so, relying on Klein's crowbar for divination and tracking along the way, they finally spotted a familiar hem of clothing at the entrance of an alley.

Klein first took the large wooden box off his back and handed it to Leonard, who then took the box and smashed it hard against the coffin man.

What, you think you're the only one with a coffin?

The coffin man's spiritual warnings of danger were useless in the face of this large box, and in the blink of an eye, he was not allowed to react in time using only his physical abilities.

Unfortunately, the large box still carried terrifying speed and enormous potential energy, dragging the coffin-like figure all the way to the wall and embedding it inside.

The failure of the first move was devastating. Ordinary weapons were absolutely no match for the enormous monster before him; only extraordinary weapons could offer him a glimmer of hope.

However, when he tried to activate his spirituality, he found that his body was completely unresponsive.

Damn it, there's something wrong with this box!

The coffin man then took out his weapon and smashed his own limbs that were being crushed by the box, severing his arm to survive, and leaped out of the large pit in the wall.

Freed from the oppressive atmosphere of the eerie wooden box, the coffin man clearly felt his extraordinary power, which he was so proud of, return once again, repairing his body through incantations.

Before he could take more than a few steps, three clusters of sparks suddenly appeared around the coffin man, and a dazzling display of fire and silver flowers appeared before him. A magician, draped in fireworks, appeared in front of him and swung a crowbar at him.

The missing limbs now gave the coffin man an advantage in dodging. He sidestepped the tiny crowbar that could have made him lose control, and skillfully avoided the ominous crowbar thanks to his smaller size.

Although I don't know what it is, it would be really troublesome if I got hit by this thing!

Every mage has a melee heart, and the magician is no exception. With rapid and agile movements, and an elusive presence, he suppressed the coffin man, forcing him into a steady retreat.

...Those annoying bugs are so bothersome!

Spirituality condensed in his hands, and the street beneath his feet began to pulsate. The purest iron was refined by the coffin man and transformed into countless spikes that launched a carpet bombing attack on the surrounding area.

But the steel piercing stopped abruptly before it reached Klein's feet.

The coffin man, drenched in sweat, looked down at his feet. Suddenly, a strange doll crawled out of the large wooden box, silently came behind him, and hugged his feet.

The doll raised its head, revealing a chilling smile. The corners of its mouth curved like a crescent moon, stretching all the way to its ears, and two rows of sinister shark teeth were frighteningly white.

When the coffin man looked up again, the magician who had been wandering the battlefield had disappeared. In his place was the detective's terrifying aura and incredibly powerful iron fist, which directly shattered most of the coffin man's skull.

While the Coffin Man was being harassed by guerrillas, Klein distracted him while manipulating the pseudo-spiritual threads of the Alice puppet, controlling Alice like an ordinary puppet to launch a surprise attack from behind, using contact to silence the opponent's extraordinary abilities once again.

This series of coordinated and swift punches completely overwhelmed the coffin man. However, the coffin man's vitality, enhanced by the crimson glow, was exceptionally resilient. Even so, he struggled to his feet, trembling, and attempted to launch another attack like a walking corpse.

Klein gave him no chance to make a comeback and immediately pierced the coffin man's heart with a crowbar.

"Cough...cough..."

The coffin-shaped figure revealed a ferocious and bloody smile.

I see...you...

"We...saw you."

The immense pain didn't last long; madness engulfed the coffin man like a tidal wave. His body began to mutate, his consciousness began to fade, and finally he transformed into a terrifying, monstrous mass of flesh and blood.

The coffin man has gone out of control.

Klein had anticipated that Melissa's crowbar would have other special effects in combat, but he hadn't expected it to be so powerful that anyone below the demigod level would lose control of it. Thinking back on how it had been used and stored, Klein broke out in a cold sweat.

Even in a state of confusion and loss of control, the coffin man continued to writhe, tightly embracing his small coffin with clumps of rotting flesh.

"...Mission...Mission..."

The lump of flesh emitted a strange glow and emitted indistinct, foul murmurs.

He writhed away with the coffin, his clumsy movements quickly allowing Klein and Leonard to catch up and surround him.

Seeing that the situation was bad and that there was no way to escape, the lump of flesh quieted down, then suddenly screamed loudly.

"Let's die together!!"

A massive spiritual force swept across the entire street, and the ominous crimson glow and filthy flesh struck the two people nearby like a blizzard.

Faced with a powerful enemy and a desperate situation, he chose to self-destruct.

Fine bits of flesh, like moss, grew evenly outward from the center of the explosion, covering the buildings and the ground with a thin layer of flesh. The crimson glow, like neon lights, flowed silently across the entire street, devouring the ever-growing snowflakes.

The snow that symbolized Winter Rite instantly turned into a bloody rain of flesh, sweet blessings were tainted into vicious curses, and sharp howls solidified into tangible spikes, piercing the souls and spirits of Klein and Leonard.

The sudden physical explosion happened too fast, and with the protection of the Sky God, it directly broke through the spiritual warning defenses of the two.

Leonard was blasted far away by the spiritual wave. Klein, who was weaker, didn't have time to leap with the flames. He left behind clumps of torn paper figures in the air and finally stopped outside the flesh carpet, stepping on the flying paper scraps.

Once they were out of the range of flesh and light, Klein and Leonard finally had a proper look back at the scene.

The coffin-like figure detonated its spirituality and physical body, causing pollution for hundreds of meters along the alley. The two watched from a distance, sensing that something was amiss.

Leonard immediately climbed the building, bypassed the contaminated area on the wall, and began to explore the center of the explosion.

"Klein."

He was speaking into the terminal channel.

Do you remember the small coffin that person was carrying?

"That thickness is definitely enough to fit more than one child. The fact that they value this coffin so much means there must be something else very important inside."

"The good news is, there's nothing left, he's completely dead."

"The bad news is, there's nothing left, and even the small coffin he was carrying was blown to pieces."

Leonard looked into the distance, towards the suburbs.

Before they knew it, they had grown quite far from the city center where they had started.

But Backlund was too big, bigger than Klein could imagine, bigger than Fors could never step out of Backlund in his entire life, bigger than it seemed he could never reach the edge.

It is so vast that there are too many corners that can become breeding grounds for filth and sin.

"So, the problem is..."

Leonard's gaze was serious.

Where did the contents of the coffin go?