Chapter 77: Crisis in the Darkness

Chapter 77: Crisis in the Darkness

Bang!

The thunderous gunshot echoed through the open area where the trees grew sparse, spreading in every direction. If this were a normal island and a normal forest at night, countless birds would surely have been startled awake, flapping their wings and circling amid the roars of wild beasts. But here, everything remained silent—so silent it was as though no living creature existed.

The black curly-haired baboon’s head abruptly exploded. Blood, brain matter, and fragments sprayed violently outward, making that area seem to experience a sudden rainstorm.

The black crystals on its head likewise shattered. Not a single piece remained intact.

Klein bent his arm and slowly drew back the Death Knell revolver, which still seemed to emit smoke like gunpowder. He watched as the mutated curly-haired baboon’s body, sturdier than a human’s, fell to the ground with a thud.

Travel to close the distance, Wraith possession for hard control, and then Death Knell’s lethal strike at the right moment—together, they equaled an instant kill!

Klein had not done this to show off his own strength. Rather, from his brief observation earlier, he judged that the mutated curly-haired baboon possessed unusual abilities. If he did not take advantage of its complete ignorance of him to swiftly eliminate it, there was a high chance it would reverse the battle and make the situation very troublesome. And on a dangerous primitive island, that was something one had to avoid as much as possible, because no one knew what a fierce battle might attract.

Therefore, after the Wraith possessed the mutated curly-haired baboon, Klein gave up on manipulating its Spirit Body Threads and trying to use a longer, more reliable, and less traceable method to finish it. He simply cocked the hammer and, using Death Knell, seized the stiffness and sluggishness produced by the Wraith’s influence.

The result matched his expectations, and the possible accident midway through also matched what he had imagined. The mutated curly-haired baboon did indeed have enough ability to break free from the disadvantage of Wraith possession through Distortion or Disorder, and to make the bullet’s trajectory irregular enough to forcibly avoid its body.

Unfortunately, before all its efforts could take effect, everything came to an abrupt end. Klein seized that brief moment of dullness and decisively, violently delivered the lethal strike.

If he had switched to manipulating the Spirit Body Threads, the outcome would most likely not have been like this.

Bearing one weakness for this is worth it… And the deeper we go, the higher the chance that I will need to use Death Knell. Compared with discovering what I’m afraid of only after entering a dangerous environment, learning the problem in advance, adapting to it, and avoiding similar situations is the better choice…

Klein let the iron-black handgun naturally hang at his side and walked two or three steps to the mutated curly-haired baboon.

At that moment, under the Wraith’s control, the extraordinary creature’s Beyonder characteristic was separating at an accelerated pace.

Alger, carrying the lantern, saw this from far away. For several dozen seconds, he was unable to fully return to himself. The image frozen in his mind remained the moment sparks burst from the iron-black revolver in Gehrman Sparrow’s hand, and the mutated curly-haired baboon’s head shattered.

The initial encounter with Disorder had already made him understand that this extraordinary creature’s level was above that of the Illusory Chime Tree. It was a type that was rather difficult to handle. If he fought it, he would have to be sufficiently prudent and careful, and even then, victory would not be certain. Yet Gehrman Sparrow had ended the battle in two or three seconds, so quickly it seemed like mere target practice.

They were both Sequence 5. Such a gap was almost impossible for him to believe.

Short-distance teleportation, a…