Chapter 112: The Devil Dog Dies Reluctantly

In addition to growing wings and enlarging its body, the devil dog's wet, glossy fur also began to spark with crimson and blue flames, and the intense smell of sulfur spread in the air.

The devil dog's cruel eyes locked onto Klein's direction—in the moment Klein attacked, his psychological invisibility passively failed.

"Whoosh—"

The giant black dog lunged towards Klein, its sharp claws aimed directly at his head. Klein, being only at Sequence 8, couldn't dodge in time. But just before the devil dog's attack could land, several rays of light, as if preemptively predicting its moves, exploded in front of Klein. These were purification scrolls from the Sun Pathway.

"Devil creatures have the ability to foresee danger..." Lynn, who had used a Coin of Fate at the critical moment, loudly reminded Klein. His gaze fell on the enormous black dog, instantly recognizing it as the same devil dog from the "Black Emperor Card" incident, the one responsible for the infamous "Help, murder!" scenario, and the creature poised to commit numerous murders.

Due to being too busy recently and not seeing any murder cases reported in the newspapers, Lynn had almost forgotten about this fiend. Fortunately, he remembered in time. Today was evidently the first day the devil dog was setting up its advancement ritual—a case of impeccable timing.

But given the capabilities of the Abyss Pathway, dealing with it with just Sequence 8 Klein and a non-cheating Lynn was quite challenging... Tsk, I should've prepared better equipment for Klein sooner.

Thinking this, Lynn continued using scrolls, deftly deploying seven or eight more to halt the devil dog mid-air as it charged towards him after failing to attack Klein.

Lynn then quickly ran to the woman still sitting on the ground, knocking her unconscious while saying, "Sherlock, cover your ears!"

Klein immediately realized what Lynn intended to do, plugging his ears without a moment's hesitation.

As expected, in the next second, a more terrifying mental shockwave than the one at Minsk Street 15 enveloped the alley, accompanied by various golden rays, almost completely covering the devil dog.

No matter its ability to foresee danger, as long as it couldn't instantly teleport out of the alley, it couldn't avoid this all-encompassing AOE attack.

Lynn was practically demonstrating that with enough money, one could indeed do whatever they wanted.

The devil dog, caught in the crossfire, fared no better than Rosago; in fact, it was even worse off. It was hit by a double onslaught.

When Klein, the first to recover thanks to his extensive experience, looked up, he saw the gigantic devil dog writhing in agony on the ground, burn marks covering its body, with part of its head blasted open.

Klein didn't hesitate to deliver a finishing blow, starting with "Creeping Hunger," unleashing several divine light attacks on the demon, then shooting multiple purification bullets at its head with his revolver, ending the devil dog's wicked life.

After all this, Klein rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat exhausted. Although used to spiritual explosions, it still hurt.

But full-scale firepower really is effective... Klein couldn't help but marvel internally. Even though he had "Creeping Hunger," he wasn't entirely confident in defeating this devil dog alone due to their Sequence gap.

But now it was different. A single comprehensive AOE attack had thoroughly dealt with the devil dog, sending it to its demise.

It's a thrilling feeling!

"The only downside is, it's costly..." Thinking of the number of scrolls Lynn had just used, Klein instinctively converted them into monetary value, and his heart ached a bit at the calculation.

That one round of firepower coverage must have cost at least several hundred pounds, and that's considering only material costs. Including normal craftsmanship fees, the expense could easily reach a thousand pounds.

Such expenditures are beyond the reach of ordinary Beyonders.

"But the result is worth it..." Klein thought, glancing at Lynn and the woman who had nearly been killed by the devil dog. The latter was still unconscious on the ground but seemed otherwise unharmed, probably due to some extraordinary means Lynn had used to protect her.

Lynn, looking somewhat fatigued but still spirited, sat on the ground.

"Sherlock, rejoice! We indirectly saved at least a dozen lives this time!" Lynn winked at Klein with a smile. As he spoke, he also recalled the Desire Apostle behind the devil dog in the original story.

As for this entity, even more troublesome than the devil dog, Lynn had no intention of dealing with it personally. He planned to report the Apostle to the Evernight Church; with their capability, eliminating a Desire Apostle would be easy.

As for whether the Duke Negan, who was assassinated in the original story, would still die, Lynn didn't really care.

Such powerful aristocrats, with blood on their hands, wouldn't be unjustly killed. Lynn had no desire to save such people nor to get involved in Adam's godhood plan.

Though technically, he was already involved.

"Maybe there's an Adam growing in the air around me, but I can't see it?" The thought made Lynn shiver, though he wasn't too worried.

Ever since his direct confrontation with the Bitch Tree, Lynn had felt increasingly confident, possibly due to the sense of security from his unknown true body.

Although this confidence might be fatal, it was still confidence!

"Whatever, as long as it doesn't interfere with me. Better to think about how to make use of the devil dog's characteristics. Klein could use a powerful weapon, and this is just perfect."

As various methods for crafting extraordinary items filled his mind, Lynn had already decided on a price that would empty Klein's wallet.

He didn't need this weapon himself. If it weren't for maintaining his persona, he wouldn't even need to cheat. He had advanced scrolls capable of easily subduing the devil dog. A Sequence 6-level extraordinary weapon was useless to him but perfect for draining the Poor God's wallet.

Lynn knew that Azik hadn't taken the reward from Hurricane Lieutenant and had generously given it all to Klein.

If I don't fleece him now, when will I?

Protecting the Poor God's aura starts with me!

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(End of chapter)