The massacre caused the air to be filled with the smell of blood.
Saber doesn't need to look at the night outside the window to know how chaotic the city will be tonight. The confrontation from the warring sides will unfold at least 20 small battlefields in the city, covering almost a third of the entire New York. This is a terrible number. If it has to be described in a simple and understandable way, then at least 8 million people will be affected.
Of course, the theoretical number will definitely be far lower than this line. After all, noon is the time when most ordinary people have already rested.
Saber regards tonight as the last night. After tonight, those hiding hybrids will either escape from the city or fight back desperately. No matter what, it is perfectly in line with Saber's expectations, and as long as they are all driven out of New York, the agreement between Saber and Ancient One will be completed.
He has always acted according to the agreement and has never been mixed with personal feelings. Of course, if you have to say that he is saving the city, it is not wrong, although Saber has never considered this matter.
From his style of doing things, you should already know that he is not the kind of person who will take the initiative to do good deeds.
"Okay, you can go back, Chas."
Saber got out of the car at a street corner, waved to Chandler, and then strode into the dark alley ahead. He walked nearly 300 meters along the alley full of dirt and disgusting things. In the back street where almost no one paid attention to, a tavern was open. Men and women dressed strangely were coming in and out of the door, but unlike the usual leisure, this time they were more or less anxious.
It was as if an invisible behemoth was chasing after them.
Saber buckled a baseball cap on his head, lowered the brim, tightened his clothes, and joined the panicked crowd. He walked into the nightclub, and on the way to the deeper part, several strong guys stopped him. They picked up a card from the table very pretentiously and put it in front of Saber.
"You can only go in if you guess right!"
A bald man said indifferently to Saber, "This is the rule of the midnight tavern!"
"F * ck the rules!"
Saber raised his hand and punched him, embedding the poor hybrid security guard into the wall behind him. The ground of the entire bar shook at this moment. The guy's limbs and body were embedded into the wall, like a chevron depression. Several other hybrids wanted to pounce on him, but in the next moment, one of them was directly put down. Saber's left foot stepped on his chest, and the cold demon-hunting gun was pressed against his head.
Seiber raised his head. His eyes were calm as he waved the gun in his hand.
"The last time this baby left this place, it had already drunk the blood of over 300 mixed bloods. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the wails of the dead souls of your disgusting brethren. Call Midnight out. I'll wait for him outside. I'll only give him 5 minutes. I don't mind tearing down the bar again. Go."
As soon as the demon hunting rifle appeared, screams could be heard from the group of hybrids who had escaped from the colony. They recognized the gun and knew what it could do. They also knew what had happened tonight.
But Seiber didn't care about the half-blood bastards who were running away in panic. He put away his gun and snuffed out the cigarette on the head of the half-blood demon by his feet. Then, he turned around and walked out of the 'Midnight' bar. Simm, who had fully recovered, hid in the darkness of the street. It looked at Seiber, and Seiber signaled to it.
"The escaping rats have all gathered together. Seal this place well. There might be a massacre in a while."
"Aha!"
Sim rubbed its hands excitedly. The Berserker loved everything related to battle and destruction. It patted its chest and said, "Don't worry, I can't wait! Ah, the smell of blood, the wails of souls, it's the most beautiful music in the world. "
Its body turned into purple smoke and disappeared into the darkness. A moment later, Midnight walked out of the tavern with a dark face and several hybrids. He saw Saber sitting under the street lamp and smoking a cigarette. The demon-hunting gun was placed beside his leg.
Midnight stormed towards Seiber angrily. He stood in the middle of the street lamp, and the people behind him were illuminated by the light. They were shadows with distorted Chaos and wings. A mixed-blood angel and a mixed-blood demon. Seiber had no idea how Midnight managed to get these enemies to stay together so peacefully.
"What do you mean?!"
Midnight held a string of small white prayer beads in his hand. A phosphorescent light danced on his fingertips, representing Midnight's anxiety. "I know what you and your lunatics are doing in New York City tonight. I know what you're planning to do. I won't get involved, but I won't allow you to trample on my dignity!"
"You? Dignity? "
Saber rolled his eyes and looked at the tall black man in front of him. He opened his mouth and blew out a smoke ring. "Do you have that thing?"
He spread out his hands slowly.
"Most ordinary people would at most choose the side of gods or demons, but you're amazing. You're worthy of being the Voodoo King from the Mediterranean Sea. You actually submitted to two sides at the same time. How about it? Did your two masters add an extra bone to your dinner because of your wit? "
"Bastard! I'm just trying to stay neutral! "
Midnight clenched the prayer beads tightly. He seemed to be refuting, but it was more like he was proving something. "I didn't submit! Midnight Tavern won't submit! "
"Ha! This is the funniest joke I've heard this year! "
Saber flicked the cigarette in his hand and watched the red dot disappear in the air. He said sarcastically, "It's okay to stay neutral, but the problem is, you seem to have forgotten your identity, Midnight! You'd better remember that you're a f * cking human. You're not a pitiful worm who's been possessed. As a human, you're neutral between gods and demons. You even took in those homeless mixed-bloods and watched them kill your own kind. Hmm … Let me think, maybe you're doing this to make it easier for you to go to heaven in the future … But do you know what your actions mean? "
He stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes.
"You're disgusting, Midnight!"
He pointed at Midnight's chest. "You're a traitor! It's because of your goddamn neutrality that there are more and more mixed-blood bastards in this city. You, on the other hand, claim to be neutral and benefit from both sides. Even a bastard like me is disgusted by you! "
"What does this have to do with you!"
Midnight shouted angrily. "You're just a scoundrel who's staying in New York temporarily. I'm not as brainless as you, offending two parties at the same time. You lunatic, do you think you're saving this city? You're wrong! What you're doing will only lead to their crazy revenge! You're ruining this city! "
"Beep … Boss, we're here!"
A soft sound rang in Saber's earpiece. He looked at Midnight in front of him and the corner of his mouth curled up into the strangest smile.
"Oh oh oh … Look at you, Midnight. You actually believed it …"
The demon-hunting rifle in his hand suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a silver-white alloy sword. He patted his forehead with the back of the sword and looked at Midnight.
"You actually believed my nonsense … In your eyes, am I really a hero who's willing to shed blood for ordinary people?"
"No! Of course I'm not. Only idiots choose to be heroes! "
Saber took out a silver-white mask and put it on his face. His voice became low and muffled.
"Because you never know when a lunatic will force you to make a cruel choice … Do it!"
"Boom!"
The tavern behind Midnight was like a bomb that went off on the spot. The entire street trembled. The roof of Midnight Tavern was blown away by the blast. The mixed-bloods hiding inside screamed in terror. Sim appeared from the darkness, laughing maniacally. It used its huge lizard body to block the front door. Any mixed-bloods who rushed out had to go through the test of its sharp claws and terrifying brute strength.
At the back door, Santos and Sergues, who had completed their mission, led their gang members who were armed to the teeth. They used two Vulcan Cannons to open a path and rushed into the tavern through the blasted wall.
Yes … Just like Saber said, it was a massacre.
"Bang!"
The mixed-blood demon beside Midnight revealed its true form and was about to rush over to help, but Seiber's body suddenly disappeared from the spot, and a blade wrapped in flames viciously slashed into its body, cutting it into two halves. Corrosive blood splattered all over Seiber's clothes, armor, and the ground. Under the armor, the pair of burning eyes were filled with mockery.
"You actually believed that I would negotiate with you … Hahaha, Midnight, you think too highly of yourself. The lunatic who forced you to choose is here! Now … Tell me, what is your choice? "
"I! Want! You! Die!!! "
This diversion completely ignited all the anger and unwillingness of the "neutral" Midnight. Everything he had spent more than ten years to build was burning in front of his eyes. The prayer beads in his hand were all shattered. He summoned a dozen Voodoo Zombies in armor and weapons on the ground under the street lamp. His body was surrounded by a circle of green gas, dyeing his face with a layer of dark green.
It looked terrifying. Of course, this was only for ordinary people.
"Clang!"
His hands, which had turned into dark green claws, collided with Saber's saber. The sharp blade made a series of sparks on the scales of his claws, but it did not cut blood. On the contrary, the dark green gas around his body seemed to be alive and rushed toward Saber. The eyes of the leader of The Devil Gang flashed. The flames on the ground turned into a wall of flames, separating the two and completely burning the dark green gas.
The guy in front of him was a Voodoo. He knew his own business. Saber did not have many weaknesses, but if one had to count, the powerful toxin would weaken his self-healing ability, which was almost fatal. Fortunately, he hid it well, and no one had used this method to deal with him yet.
"Swish!"
Saber waved the saber in his hand, and the wall of flames in front of him was smoothly separated. He stood in the flames, tilted his head slightly, and hammered his forehead with his fingers.
"I heard that you call yourself the most vicious, crazy, and brutal Voodoo King in Manhattan? I heard that you have single-handedly faced more than 30 demons? To be honest, the legend of Manhattan, I was quite satisfied with our last deal. Unfortunately, you still couldn't grasp the opportunity … You see, I gave you a chance … "
"Ancient One's lackey!"
Midnight pulled off the golden chain around his neck and threw it to the ground. The zombies behind him that were licked by the flames quickly melted, and in a very disgusting way, they reformed into a bigger, more twisted, stitched monster.
"You will pay for this, I swear!"
"You think you can?"
Seiber's finger lightly brushed across the edge of his Adamantium battle sword, and a ball of concentrated flame appeared on the surface of the blade. "You're a traitor, and yet you're still acting so righteously. You're really shameless. Just give up! None of the mixed-blood bastards will survive tonight, including you! "
"My understanding of neutrality is … your soul will not go to heaven, not to hell, but here! Dissipate, here!! "
Boom!
Crazy and scorching flames rolled up around Saber, shrouding him and Midnight in a hemispherical battlefield. While they were fighting to the death, behind the Flame Arena, a shocking number of mixed-bloods hiding here were blocked in the ruins by more and more Devil Gang reinforcements. Bullets stained with holy water brought about a beautiful curtain of death in the air, and even more crazy grenade launchers and grenades attacked.
Like a war, the mixed-bloods' counterattack was sharp, but in the face of a large number of Devil Gang, who were not afraid of death and were fully prepared, they stood no chance. It was like a war to end everything.
When the last stubborn mixed-blood demon's heart was pierced by thirteen holy water arrows, the Flame Cage opened up. Saber held a head that was burned beyond recognition. He looked at the ruins of the battlefield in front of him. The Devil Gang members were guarding the corpses of their fallen comrades, and the mixed-blood corpses that were smashed by bullets and explosions lay in a pool of blood. No one paid attention to them.
These people who did not belong to the modern world finally left this world in a very undignified way.
Saber raised his hand and threw Midnight's head into the ruins. He looked at a large machine that walked along the road and shouted at Lewis, who was driving the machine.
"Pour holy water on them, don't give these bastards a chance! Cooper, collect the souls and corpses of our brothers and send them back to Gotham for resurrection! "
Inside the extinguished flame cage behind him, the headless corpse fell to the ground. The body had been corroded by the voodoo poison for a long time, and the moment it fell, it turned into ashes and disappeared into the darkness. Seiber looked back and shook his head.
"Cough cough … The most vicious Voodoo King? That's all there is to it … "
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