"I declare that all of you are guilty!"
Of the hundreds of Hellfire gang members present, many of them did not understand English, so they did not understand the meaning of Zuo Yi's words.
But like those who could understand, they felt fear from the depths of their souls. Zuo Yi's voice was like thunder from the sky, easily tearing apart their will.
A few weak-willed gang members knelt on the ground on the spot, some even peed in their pants!
"Kill him!"
The checkered shirt man was the first to react. He retreated as he roared.
The Hellfire gang members next to him came to their senses and raised their weapons.
Zuo Yi snorted coldly and reached out his hand to grab a heavy sword.
This heavy sword was refined by him. It was made of top-grade alloy materials, then fused with a small amount of Dark Red Gold and Meteorite Core Iron. Finally, he added the three runes of "Sturdy", "Sharp", and "Armor Break".
In terms of quality, this rune heavy sword was far inferior to the Crimson Dragon Sword. It was actually just a practice piece that Zuo Yi made to familiarize himself with and master the rules of the Blue Star World.
But in this world, it was still an indestructible weapon, a true killing weapon!
In Zuo Yi's eyes, none of the Hellfire gang members gathered here were good people. They had already fallen into the abyss of evil and needed to be purified by blood and slaughter!
Although Zuo Yi only needed one punch to turn everyone into dust, this would only benefit these heinous fellows.
Only by making them feel fear, pain, anguish, and regret in the face of death would they be able to obtain true redemption.
Whoosh!
Zuo Yi suddenly swung the heavy sword in his hand. The dark golden blade cut through the air and let out a trembling whistle as it swept past the two Hellfire gang members closest to him.
The two of them had just pulled out the pistols at their waists when their upper and lower bodies were instantly separated. They let out shrill cries as their organs were torn apart.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The lower half of their bodies that fell to the ground struggled as they randomly pulled the trigger.
In the end, not only did the flying bullets not hit Zuo Yi, but they also accidentally injured other people in the monastery.
Of course, they didn't care. In the blink of an eye, there was no more sound.
But more and more gunshots and screams followed.
Brandishing his heavy sword, Zuo Yi weaved through the crowd. His speed did not seem fast, but the gunners of Hellfire could not lock on to him at all. The bullets that were fired from the barrels were all wasted.
However, every time Zuo Yi swung his heavy sword, there would always be one or two or three Hellfire Gang members who would be cut in half.
No one was able to escape Zuo Yi's attack. They fell to the ground in extreme fear and pain. It was too late for regrets with mournful wails, and then they died in despair.
Dark red blood splattered all over the floor tiles of the small square, seeping in through the cracks and then converging into a stream.
A lot of blood had been shed in this square. The earliest victims were the priests of the monastery. Because they were unwilling to give up and leave, they were massacred by the gangs in the slums.
Then came the captives of the rival gangs, the ordinary gang members who had made mistakes, the abducted civilians …
The fearful people called this place the "Scarlet Monastery," especially after it became the territory of Hellfire. The blood of the innocent soaked the soil under the bricks.
And today, it was the turn of the Hellfire Gang members to use their own blood to wash the ground!
In less than half a minute, more than half of the gang members fell under Zuo Yi's sword. Many of them did not die immediately. They twitched weakly in the pool of blood. The wails that rose and fell were like a sonata from hell.
Such a bloody and terrifying scene scared the survivors out of their wits.
They were crowned with the name "Hell," but they had never seen the real Hellfire Gang!
"Devil!" "Devil!"
After emptying the bullets in their pistols, these people did not have the courage to reload. They screamed in horror. Some ran out of the monastery, and some fled into the chapel. They had completely lost the confidence to continue fighting Zuo Yi.
However, the people who rushed to the door were in despair when they found that Zuo Yi had taken the lead and occupied the escape route.
What welcomed them was the swift and fierce sword light that slashed horizontally at them!
As for those who had fled into the chapel, they were hit by the incoming bullets and instantly fell to the ground.
The one who attacked them was the checkered shirt!
He held an AK74 assault rifle in his hand. His twisted face was extremely ferocious. He roared, "No one is allowed to escape. If you don't want to die, kill with me!"
Behind the checkered shirt were more than a dozen men with assault rifles. They were all elite members of Hellfire.
They rushed out of the chapel and saw the corpses on the ground. They immediately pulled the trigger with scarlet eyes and poured firepower on Zuo Yi who was still in the small square!
Da! Da! Da!
The concentrated firepower of more than a dozen AK74 assault rifles was undoubtedly powerful. However, the waterfall-like bullet rain was blocked by an invisible barrier one meter away from Zuo Yi. All the bullets fell to the ground like rain hitting banana leaves.
"Damn it!"
The checkered shirt roared unwillingly. He immediately threw away the AK74 in his hand and grabbed the rocket launcher carried by his companion next to him. He aimed at Zuo Yi and pulled the trigger.
"Go to hell!"
Whoosh!
Accompanied by flames, the rocket flew toward Zuo Yi.
However, Zuo Yi's figure suddenly disappeared. The rocket hit the wall behind him and suddenly exploded!
Boom!
A cloud of dust wrapped in flames rose into the sky. Countless shrapnel and gravel splattered in all directions.
The checkered shirt holding the empty rocket launcher was stunned.
He smelled the strong smell of death.
No one saw how Zuo Yi appeared on the steps in front of the church. Only when their waists were cut by the sharp blade of the heavy sword, did they wake up from their daze and let out desperate screams!
The checkered shirt's intuition was correct. He was the first to be cut in half by Zuo Yi and also struggled on the ground for the longest time.
"You, you just wait …"
Lying in a pool of blood, the checkered shirt panted heavily and stared at Zuo Yi with resentful eyes. "Paul, Paul will definitely avenge me. He will kill you, skin, skin you …"
Crack!
Zuo Yi stepped on his neck and broke it. "I'll be waiting."
The gunshots and screams disappeared. Paul's monastery returned to peace.
Stepping on the dirty blood on the ground, Zuo Yi returned from the chapel to the small square outside. He looked up at the Griffin in the sky.
This place had been cleared, but he hadn't even finished warming up. He wanted to continue.
A gust of wind blew, but it didn't blow away the strong smell of blood that permeated the monastery.
The wind blew the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the chapel, making crisp tinkling sounds.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
