Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 138: Thirty-one, only I can go by myself_2

"A little bit is fine. What have you found out, or what have you remembered, even just a little bit?"

"I simply want you to tell me everything you know."

"That way, we can find the key to stopping the Lyra gear train."

Gerard fell silent.

He could feel the sincerity in Kude's words and knew the crux of the matter still lay in that mission ten years ago; solving it would unravel all the problems.

And he was no longer as ignorant as he had been before.

But the information he held, the things he knew, all came from...

"Tell him," said Bai Wei's voice suddenly in Gerard's mind, "except for the part about me, you can tell him everything."

"That's what you want, right?"

"And I want to see just how far you and your protégé can go." Bai Wei said lightly, "whether it's reaching the truth after striving or..."

After losing everything, begging for my power?

Bai Wei did not finish his sentence, but Gerard understood.

So after a long silence, Gerard made a decision.

"If that's the case, come to my house," he said, "I can show you something."

...

Fourth District Tower.

Zamon took several deep breaths in front of an office door, bracing himself before knocking.

"Come in."

The voice of Yong Xin rang out from inside, and Zamon pushed the door open and respectfully bowed to the figure inside.

"Lord Yong Xin."

His words were tinged with uncontrollable nervousness; he even dared not look up at Yong Xin, as the transformations of that night continued to haunt his nightmares, still leaving him palpably anxious.

But Yong Xin didn't mind, calmly asking, "Has the team sent to Gerard's house returned?"

This question made Zamon even more nervous, he stammered, "Report, reporting to Lord Yong Xin, they haven't returned yet."

"They haven't returned?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Not even a single message?"

"No, none," Zamon hurriedly asked, "should we send a second team?"

"No need," Yong Xin seemed unsurprised by this outcome, saying dismissively, "Their failure to return tells us a lot already; sending more would be futile... and we have already tipped our hand."

"I'm, I'm sorry, Lord Yong Xin," Zamon bowed even lower, "what should we do now?"

"Now..." Yong Xin pondered for a moment, then softly said, "Now that we can confirm Gerard has become uncontrollable, we cannot proceed as usual; let's start early."

Zamon was slightly startled, "Start early? So much earlier?"

"Yes, after all, plans can't keep up with changes," Yong Xin said flatly, "If I'm not mistaken, tomorrow night will be the day Bishop Hallman returns, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"So..." Yong Xin said with a light chuckle, "let's have Lord Bishop himself ignite this fire of rebirth."

...

"What is going on here!?"

Upon arriving at Gerard's home, Kude was stunned by the scene before him.

The modest wooden house was mostly destroyed, outside lay a giant carcass as if scorched, and behind the massive carcass trailed a series of bloody footprints as if the creature had walked out of a sea of blood; but these footprints ended at the wooden house.

What exactly happened inside the house?

Kude looked at Gerard in shock, thinking this was what Gerard meant to show him.

But he quickly realized that Gerard's expression was no better than his own, clearly as uninformed about what had happened inside his own home.

Because Gerard truly didn't know what Bai Wei had done, only that he had dealt with three intruders, but he hadn't mentioned how!

"I don't know what happened here," Gerard said calmly, "but that carcass seems to be a pollutant, I'll check the carcass, you go inside the house and see if there are any survivors, those footprints seem to be human blood."

After such a scene, could there still be any survivors?

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Kude muttered to himself, but said nothing and just nodded before promptly entering Gerard's house.

Meanwhile, Gerard strode towards the carcass of the pollutant and, under the direction of Bai Wei, retrieved a finger that had been swallowed and then spat out from the front of the pollutant.

This was also something Kude couldn't know about.

After retrieving the finger, Gerard didn't immediately head back to group up with Kude, but carefully studied the carcass of the pollutant in front of him.

Honestly, over the years, Gerard had killed hundreds, if not thousands, of pollutants, eliminating them in various ways, but he had never left their bodies in such a state—entirely burnt through as if desiccated, their proud regenerative and restructuring abilities seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Gerard had seen such a condition only once before.

And that first time was half a month ago in Somo City, the man he buried with his own hands, the one named Ulu.

Is this the final consequence of using the power of Visas?