The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 247 - 246 Final Curtain

Chapter 247 -246 Final Curtain

The woman connected to Reagan’s spine by a cable was exuding a threat that could invoke an instinctual fear, even making Jin feel a flutter of palpitations.

She didn’t just crush Lotson’s head; she also directly shattered his consciousness within his brain while releasing a strong current that completely charred the physical body and evaporated all the blood inside.

Jin could only sigh, after all, the quality of blood within Lotson was extremely high—if it could have been preserved, it might have been used to feed a weapon.

But it didn’t matter—in her eyes, Lotson was nothing more than a failed hybrid garbage, at best a bag of high-quality snacks. A waste was a waste.

With Lotson’s complete death, the hotel matter finally came to an end.

“Reagan, Miss Faye… congratulations!”

As Yi Chen’s voice came through,

the Miss Faye hanging on Reagan’s back immediately smiled and waved at him, even though her face and hair were still stained with Lotson’s fresh blood,

Anyone who was a friend of Reagan, she would treat as a friend.

But Reagan’s expression was not good, even contorting his face.

“William, how could you be in such a dangerous place!? The organization has been misjudging missions more and more recently, actually letting you, who have not yet transcended, go to Levinhome.

Don’t delay any longer! I just so happen to be on the high-speed carriage transferred from the Power Station, hurry up and get in the car with me.”

“Okay.”

Yi Chen did not ask for the reason; the reason for Reagan’s panic must be that his Heavenly Connection had already received the dreadful news from throughout the city.

Because of the fusion with the yellow robe, Yi Chen’s physical activity had no issues,

his gaze, however, glanced at the beheaded corpse that had been swept outside the door by the blood tide; his Knight Armor ensured the integrity of the body.

“Jin, do me a favor! Take this body back.”

Jin did not say much, just dragged the body behind him, only complaining a little about the weight.

The electric-powered carriage was parked just outside the back door.

Barry Bessalius’ body was tucked into the Hidden Compartment of the carriage’s underside; just as everyone was seated and about to leave,

a celestial body like a mini sun rose slowly at the city center, its released light almost dispersing the dense fog and the Death Symbol in the high sky.

Most people thought this was Dis Dean’s signal of victory.

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However, the brilliance of the sun could not continue indefinitely and dimmed after a few seconds.

In the sewers.

Levinhome’s number one, the Founder of the Sun Secret Medicine, Dis Campbell, had his head cut off and held in the hands of the Death Plague Knights, the Harvester – Rotweis.

The latter carefully stowed the head away in his cloak’s space, ready to take it back to the graves of the Old World.

The Cutter – Rotweis, for killing Dis Dean and three other Transcenders and absorbing the death within their bodies, gained an extension of time. Next, he prepared to put a period on this brief World Tour.

“Fantastic! I thought it would be a boring harvest… but who knew, the humans enslaved by the Skin Market could bring me such pleasure.

Moreover, there is a powerful contender hidden in this city who has absorbed the Death Plague, even capable of killing the servant I had resurrected myself. Such a pity my time is not enough, I’ll come back to play next time.

As a token of my satisfaction, I will personally draw the final period.”

Rotweis spread his arms wide, floating in the air, assuming a cruciform pose.

Shortly after, a third black arm grew from his abdomen, wielding his specialized dagger for reaping lives.

In a highly difficult manner, he cut a circle through the space.

This seemingly simple cut led him to reach the Limit at which he could operate in this World, an irresistible repulsion force coming to pull him back to the Old World.

The pitch-black circle carved out by Rotweis remained there.

In an instant, an unimaginable black aura surged from the circle, instantly darkening the Dom River that spanned the city and even submerging the sun, which had not yet fully dimmed.

The death fog spread through Levinhome City like a tidal wave of blackness.

Wherever the black fog reached, all living beings had no time to react; gentlemen in mid-battle perished in an instant, their last breath drawn out, before being resurrected as the dead.

The dead engulfed by the black tide would receive enhancements—faster and more attuned to death, even emitting black light from their eye sockets.

“Final Harvest.”

This was Rotweis’s important token for joining the Death Plague Knights and the reason why the Knight Order chose him for this purification mission to the other side of the world.

The black fog spread faster and faster, even surpassing the power station’s dedicated carriages.

Whether it was Jin, who had just returned from the Old World, or Reagan, who had returned from seclusion at the power station, both felt a chill in their bodies upon seeing the rolling black fog behind them and had no desire to come into contact with it.

Reagan continuously powered the carriage’s generator with electricity, “The carriage has reached maximum speed… still too slow! Miss Jin, you should be able to run faster than the carriage; you should retreat first.”

Jin waved her hand, “No! Although I can clearly sense the threat within the black fog, I still want to try it out… I have heard many rumors about the Death Plague Knights from my master, and I wanted to taste what this death feels like.”

“Get ready, here it comes!”

Reagan pressed his hands against the carriage, spreading a visibly electromagnetic field over it.

Whoosh! The black fog, like a tidal wave, swiftly covered and passed over the carriage, and everything outside the windows was swallowed by darkness.

Even with the electromagnetic field established by Reagan,

the black fog continued to press and seep into the carriage, transforming into arm-like appendages from the dead, tearing and pulling at the electromagnetic field, eventually ripping open a gap,

like a ferry taking on water, the carriage was quickly filled with black fog,

Although the gentleman’s clothes were helping to block the fog, trying to prevent it from permeating the flesh, the problem wasn’t about inhalation… mere contact with the black fog would immediately usher in death.

Hum!

A cutter-like dagger both ethereal and solid emerged from the black fog, hovering at the necks of all present; a slice would complete the “Beheading,” and the individual would be deemed fully dead.

Reagan tried to stop it by conjuring a similar spiritual arm, which effectively slowed down the cutting process but couldn’t completely halt it.

An endless supply of black fog provided ceaseless power for the cutting, with a portion already slicing into Reagan’s neck.

Jin was likewise suffering; the Red Lotus Mark growing on her neck could fend off the dagger’s cutting, but as the density of the black fog increased, the Red Lotus Mark began to shatter, nearing a breach into her very self.

As the dead in the city had said, all living beings born in Levinhome City would perish, not one would survive.

In the critical moment,

Yi Chen forcibly reverted to “Dead Man Makeup,” risking the possibility of his physique unraveling, he began to fervently inhale the black fog within the carriage, pouring into his nostrils like flowing water.

This black fog released by the Cutter—Rotweis—was fundamentally different from the previous Death Aura,

Feeding on the black fog was like swallowing blades, even shredding Yi Chen’s esophagus, stomach, and intestines to pieces.

Due to Yi Chen’s frenzied inhalation, the carriage’s concentration of black fog declined,

Reagan, relieved, enhanced the release of the electromagnetic field while Jin sowed the Red Lotus to block the leak.

On the edge of the city, the boundary region enveloped by the black fog.

A power carriage bearing the Power Station’s Emblem burst through the dense fog, breaking free successfully.

The organization’s third city, Levinhome, under the cover of the black fog, completely transformed into a City of the Dead; gentlemen’s construction and investments in the city went up in smoke, and the important figure Sun Dis died in battle.