First, there was a crack, and then a bang!
A rain of metal gushed out from the barrel, and in the blink of an eye, the old woman was sent flying and smashed into the wall. For a moment, she spurted out a large amount of blood like a sieve.
But Yoo Dong-ri's movements did not stop. He pulled the bolt of the shotgun in his hand and loaded the special bullet that targeted Sublimators.
Then, he closed in on her and pulled the trigger.
Boom!
The old woman, whose face was beyond recognition and had almost turned into a pile of rotten meat, slid down the wall. Her limbs twitched as if she still wanted to struggle — after being shot twice by the shotgun at such a close range, she was still alive!
But she did not have long to live.
Yoo Dong-ri pried open the butt of the shotgun, took out two bullets from his pocket and stuffed them in. Then, he aimed and fired two more times, and then two more times.
Until the barrel of the shotgun was burning red.
The pile of rotten meat on the ground finally stopped moving completely.
Only the old face, which had been torn apart by steel, still maintained the ferocity and fear that did not dissipate in time.
Yoo Dong-ri did not have time to catch his breath. He turned around and walked toward the two people who were fighting in front of him. He raised the hot barrel and hit the back of Wang Hai's head with the butt of the shotgun.
The old man's eyes rolled back and he fainted, leaving Huai Shi lying on the ground gasping for breath. He did not even wipe off his tears and snot.
At that moment, Huai Shi saw that Yoo Dong-ri's pupils … had unknowingly turned into polycoria!
50 seconds.
The battle was over.
Old Pond Closure Countdown — 2: 40
"Take it, let's go. We have to at least leave the church …"
Yoo Dong-ri picked up his pistol from the ground and threw it to him. He also gave him a magazine. Then, he turned around, picked up the box, and quickly retreated.
Huai Shi got up from the ground, gasping violently, and staggered behind him.
Then, he saw the box under Wang Hai's ribs.
That box, that familiar box …
He saw it again.
It was the box that he had picked up. Huai Shi was sure that the box should have been his …
Yes, it should have been his.
Did Yoo Dong-ri think that everything would be over after he took his things?
He was furious. He raised the pistol in his hand, aimed it at Yoo Dong-ri's back, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The sound of gunfire dissipated, and blood spurted out.
Yoo Dong-ri's body suddenly shook and he fell to the ground. He stiffly turned his head and looked at the youth behind him in disbelief … that distorted and stiff face.
After firing the gun, Huai Shi was also stunned. She lowered her head in a daze and looked at the smoking barrel in her hand.
What was going on?
What did I do?
Why would I snatch that box?
And why am I here?
Didn't he feel the threat of death the moment he entered this place? Didn't he feel the shadow of death getting thicker and thicker?
Why did I come to church?
Why did I shoot at Old Liu?
Also, what am I doing?
His thoughts became a mess in an instant. Then, he felt a strong wave of nausea. His stomach churned, and he suddenly bent down and vomited.
Then, he felt that he had vomited something out.
It fell into the filth on the ground.
It was a … goldfish that seemed to be alive and kicking?
Goldfish?
Goldfish again?
The person who passed by just now also had goldfish in his eyes. And at the very beginning, at the very beginning … before the corpse died, it also vomited … goldfish?
"So it's the stress period? It's been less than six hours, and there's a rejection reaction. "
Behind him, a strange hoarse voice sighed, "Even the second generation goldfish can resist. No wonder the first three generations of goldfish can't parasitize. What bad luck. Otherwise, the box would have been in our hands long ago. Why would we go through so much trouble? "
Following the hoarse sigh, the air slowly distorted. A thin figure walked out of the empty air, revealing a dark trench coat and a cold and indifferent face.
A pair of blood-red gloves.
And a fish tank in his right hand.
There were a few slender goldfish swimming slowly in the small fish tank.
"… Green Sun?"
In the pool of blood, Yoo Dong-ri saw the green ring emblem on the back of his hand and finally reacted. He tried to raise the muzzle, "Huai Shi, run …"
The Red Glove looked down at him and shook his head in pity, "You can't even take care of yourself. How can you care about other things?"
The chill of death suddenly appeared.
Then, gunshots sounded from behind Huai Shi.
There was a bang, and then another bang!
One shot was for Yoo Dong-ri, and one shot was for Huai Shi himself.
Yoo Dong-ri twitched, and then there was no more sound.
Huai Shi looked down stiffly and saw the blood gradually coming out of his chest. There was also a hole, as if someone had hit his back with a sledgehammer.
It hurt like hell.
He fell to his knees and wept uncontrollably.
But when he looked back and saw the person who shot him, the hoarse cry of pain froze in his throat.
"… Lao Yang?"
The stooped man with a hollow expression raised his head and looked at him. There seemed to be traces of a smile on his face, which had a philistine smile all year round.
Behind the pair of eyes, a goldfish swam around happily.
It was as if he was in his own fish tank.
Under Huai Shi's stunned gaze, he bent down, picked up the box, stepped on the blood, and stood behind the man.
Waiting for orders.
"Go and lock the front door, and then prepare for the ceremony. After waiting for so long, there has to be some value."
The stranger ordered, and Lao Yang turned and left. He didn't even look back at Huai Shi.
"Are you acquaintances?"
The stranger looked down at Huai Shi and smiled jokingly, "He owed a lot of money for others, and can only use himself to pay off the debt. Don't blame him, and don't blame me … If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck."
"…"
In a trance and confusion, Huai Shi suddenly understood something. Although he was so angry that he felt like he was going crazy, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
He laughed at himself for struggling like a worm in a net for so long.
Everything was destined.
From the beginning.
As early as when he received Lao Yang's phone call, he happily carried the piano case to the brothel to apply for a job. He had already embarked on the road of death.
He would arrive at the predetermined location, and then angrily call Lao Yang when he went out to report his location and information. Finally, he would take the shortcut home and find a corpse, a box, and a goldfish in the alley …
That goldfish, should have been swimming happily in his head.
He had escaped a disaster by accident, but the mastermind behind the scenes had turned him back on the original track and ushered in the predetermined ending.
Just like what this person said, his luck seemed to have never been good.
He always inexplicably encountered inexplicable things, and then his messy life became a mess. He became poorer and poorer, more and more miserable, and more and more depressed, until now … he was like a headless fly plunging into a dead end.
Ushering in the end.
"Motherf * cker, why!"
Huai Shi could no longer endure the intense pain and vomited blood. Tears and snot flowed out of her eyes. "I just want to live a good life. I want to earn some money so that I can live a better life. I want to find a decent job. Even if I have to work like a horse, I don't care. I just want to find someone I like to marry and have a family that won't despise me. Is that wrong? Why is this?! Why can't you f * cking let me go? "
The man with the red gloves was silent.
After a long time, he sighed softly.
"For a better world, there are always many things we can't do." He took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at the boy's face. "Sorry, your sacrifice is for a greater value."
He pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet was bounced off.
It was covered by a faint layer of light.
The red gloves were stunned.
"Desperate Situation Protection?" He looked at the faint light shrouding the boy in astonishment. "That woman gave her life-saving talisman to you?
Are you really her old flame? "
This was the emergency protection given by the Astronomy Association to every supervisor. It was a life-saving talisman in the literal sense. Once a fatal attack was encountered, it would automatically activate and save the user's life in the worst case, waiting for rescue …
Within three minutes, unless it was forcibly attacked by a Stage Four Sacred Mark or above, it was impossible to break the barrier.
"Forget it."
He put away the gun and glanced mockingly at Huai Shi's chest. Even if he didn't kill him, this guy would bleed to death.
Time was precious now, and he was only one step away. He didn't have time to waste on him anymore.
He turned and walked to the auditorium.
It could be said that the plan had turned out to be completely out of his expectations.
Although the action against the Savior Society was a spur of the moment idea after seeing the box, it had been carefully planned. In order to avoid triggering the vigilance and detection of the group of Gods behind Wang Hai, he had to start with ordinary people. He used his soul — the power of the Sneering Fish Tank to control an internal strife. He also used Lao Yang's hand to arrange for the completely unrelated Huai Shi to complete the last step of the transfer. But he didn't expect that Huai Shi was a hidden sublimator in the stress period. He was resistant to the third-generation fry derived from the Parasites, causing the complete failure of the parasitism and the plan to be changed beyond recognition.
Fortunately, he had successfully hidden himself behind the scenes, and with the great pressure from Sky Culture, the Purified people behind Wang Hai did not sense anything unusual. Those people who only thought about saving their master were out-and-out lunatics, and had no sense of reason at all.
However, since he couldn't complete the plan secretly, he had to change the method.
To him, as long as the final outcome didn't cause any problems, it didn't matter if he changed the process. Since he had attracted the attention of the Astronomy Association, then … he might as well make a big deal out of it!
He kicked the door open and casually fired two shots, killing an old man who wanted to pounce on him. He walked through the chaotic and screaming crowd and walked to the podium.
The front and back doors had been sealed.
He didn't know how much time he had left, but it was enough to complete the final descent.
However …
"Using the Cauldron of Reincarnation as a drug? Did the Pure People's God eat their subordinates' brains as well? "
He looked down at the box in front of him and couldn't help but sneer.
This kind of container-type relic excavated from the ruins of the seventh level of hell was the best container for sefirah. Although it was easy to convert the excited sefirah of the fanatics into substances, it was likely that even Wang Hai, who was given this box, didn't know what it was in his hands.
It wasn't just the group of believers he tricked that was used as a sacrifice, but even himself — as long as there was enough sefirah, it was enough to make the embryo of an ancient spirit descend into existence!
Once the Ranch Master's emissary used it to descend, it was likely that all the living things in sight would become its meal.
Although what he was about to do wasn't much better.
"Just treat it as waste."
He glanced at the believers who were being used as a source of sefirah. He opened the box and took out a test tube from his bosom.
Facing the dim light of the church, he looked at the flesh and blood inside.
"Let's begin."
He softly muttered, "Lay down an insignificant part of our great cause."
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