Chapter 202: An Encounter Battle

Chapter 202: An Encounter Battle

Crash!

Gilchies merely turned slightly, and the cup of beer landed on the round table beside him, smashing into a mess.

At the same time as the gunshot, he made no attempt to dodge. It was as though he had intuitively seen through it as an illusion. In the chaotic environment where drunkards and gamblers either crouched while holding their heads or scattered in flight, his body sprang up like it had springs installed, and his gaze locked onto the cold adventurer in the top hat and formal suit at the entrance.

Gehrman Sparrow… Gilchies’s pupils shrank. His mouth opened, about to pronounce a Blasphemous Word originating from the Abyss.

Just then, Klein truly pulled the trigger. A pale-golden bullet, as though it had just been pulled from hot water, shot out and accurately flew toward Slaughterer, whose bounty was as high as 9,500 pounds.

However, Gilchies merely lifted his right hand, spread his five fingers, and ignited pale-blue flames in his palm. In an unimaginable manner, he caught the bullet.

The bullet fell into that “cage” at once, freezing within the pale-blue flames. The sunlight it subsequently erupted with could only barely offset all of that.

Beside Gilchies, two figures stood up one after another. One was a short-haired woman lifting two pistols. The other was a rough man wearing boxing gloves.

Clearly, he had not come to Toscarter Harbor to seek supplies alone—or rather, he definitely had acquaintances or partners here!

Three Beyonders… Gilchies might even be Sequence 5… At that moment, Klein nearly blurted out something like, “Sorry, pardon the interruption.”

To ambush a Devil, one could not make preparations ahead of time. One had to rely on a chance encounter, and there could not be the slightest hesitation, or else the other party would immediately detect the malice and the danger.

However, in such a situation, it was truly difficult to say which side had the advantage!

Without hesitation, Klein turned around. Holding his revolver, he agilely and rapidly wove through the bar crowd, past the heads of crouching drunkards and gamblers, and rushed to the staircase leading to the bar’s second floor.

He had just darted inside when a pale-blue fireball slammed against the edge of the stairs and instantly expanded, exploding.

Boom!

A small portion of the bottom of the stairs collapsed. The entire bar shook, and a strong sulfurous smell spread outward.

Gilchies and his two companions wasted no time. They jumped over the damaged lower section of the stairs and madly chased after Gehrman Sparrow.

Thud, thud, thud!

Klein sprinted to the second floor. Along the way, he quickly activated his vision of Spirit Body Threads.

That allowed him to easily find a spacious room without any humans inside. Turning his waist and stepping hard, he was about to change direction, enter, leap out the window, and escape the bar.

At that moment, Gilchies and his two companions had also reached the second floor. The moment they saw this scene, they immediately and tacitly split up. Gilchies continued the pursuit, while the other two entered other rooms on the same side, intending to intercept Klein below.

And that was precisely the opportunity Klein had been waiting for!

He suddenly half-turned. His left palm, wearing the entirely black glove, grasped at the air and twisted.

The short-haired woman holding two pistols and the rough man wearing boxing gloves continued their actions without sensing anything abnormal. They rushed into other rooms, leaped down from the windows, and ran away without looking back.

Klein had used the Corrupt Baron’s Distortion to tamper with the purpose and action of “split up to intercept” into “split up to act”!

That would not last for long, but it gave Klein a brief one-on-one chance!

Thud. After completing the Distortion, he dropped to the ground and rolled into the room, avoiding the pale-blue fireballs Gilchies shot at him in rapid succession.

Boom…