The secret power of the Hand of Recruitment is indeed very convenient. Not only can it easily demolish walls, but it can also quickly clean up the ruins. When Boluogo removed the ruins, the unlucky assassin was already crushed into a pulp. Even if he could
He relied on eating flesh and blood to recuperate his body, and now he doesn't have a complete mouth for chewing.
As for Bailey, he was lucky. The nature of his own secret power allowed him to survive Boluogo's violent hammering. Except for his condition being a little bad, everything was still normal...probably.
A large hole collapsed in the ceiling of the church. The hole was filled with bricks and stones. The dim light fell down and shone on Bailey's blood-stained body. The guy's eyes were blurry and he had no power to resist.
It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, it was just that the weird silver nails pierced into every joint of his body, hindering his movements. The most terrible thing was that Bailey was vaguely aware that these silver nails were alive.
This statement is a bit strange, but according to Bailey's perception, it is indeed true. These silver metal spikes are like seeds of life. After they are pierced into his body, they begin to expand, and the metal roots penetrate deeply.
In the flesh and blood, his internal organs are wrapped and lingering next to his blood vessels.
Nothing can be seen from the outside, but Bailey's body has been penetrated by rampant metal. As long as Bologo orders it, the metal can strangle his internal organs into blood at any time. Even with a body as strong as a beast, he cannot resist it.
A sword from within.
It felt like the critical moment of soul had been broken through, except that Bailey was broken through the protection of flesh and blood, and his life and death completely fell into the hands of Boluogo.
Now there were only Borrowgo and Bailey in the church. Palmer was sent by Borrowgo to search the church to see if there were any fish that had slipped through the net or anything suspicious. By the way, he called the logistics department and asked them to deal with the battlefield.
Boluogo could already imagine the resentment on the faces of the ferry people. Not long ago, they took the subway together and arrived at Qiushang Town. Not long after they parted, he raided this evil ritual.
Boluogo felt that he should be happy. Anyway, the people in the logistics department will be responsible for the next headache.
Walking to the side, Boluogo struggled to find a relatively complete chair and sat in front of Bailey. He was responsible for guarding the Sublimation Master here and interrogating him.
"Is there anything you want to say?"
Boluogo's body was wrapped in a dim glow, his secret power was still activated, and strange silver threads extended from his cuffs and connected to the silver nails on Bailey's body.
Bailey didn't say a word, but stared at Boluogo with red eyes, a beast-like growl lingering in his throat.
"Huh? I know that you cultists are not afraid of things like death. After all, you are a group of lunatics, serving those evil things."
Boluogo didn't know whether there really was a god in this world, but he was certain that the devil did exist, but in the eyes of different people, the name of the devil also changed.
For example, these cultists regard the devil as the god they serve.
But soon Boluogo will let him know that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death, but they have never set foot in them.
He raised his hand and made a fist. In an instant, the silver nails that pierced Bailey's body advanced a little further. They even lost their solid form and turned into deadly poisonous snakes biting his flesh and blood.
, traveling through the body.
This strange feeling that he had never experienced before caused the fear in Bailey's heart to rise rapidly. In the heartbreaking pain, the deadly poisonous snake wrapped around his bones, wandered between important organs, and even touched his heart.
After obtaining the Snake Scale Liquid, Boluogo envisioned many ways to use it, and the current one is one of them.
Bologo, who is only a condenser, cannot break through the threshold of other people's moment souls, but he can use this method to break through the shackles of flesh and blood. As long as he maintains the connection with the scale fluid of the snakes, the recruiting hand can distort these snakes at will.
At the same time as the abnormal sensation came from his body, Boluogo did not forget to get close to Bailey. He pressed his other hand on his face and squeezed the skin hard, causing Bailey's eyes to open uncontrollably.
The pupils were revealed from between the fingers.
"Why do you believe in this kind of thing?" Boluogo asked doubtfully, "After knowing the fate of death, do you place your hope in the world after death?"
Speaking of this, Boluogo's voice became more confused and puzzled, and he laughed.
"Then what's waiting for you should be hell, right?"
With the injection of ether, the mask of evil and fear also came to life, and the terrifying face was distorted into the craziest face in the world, which reflected in Bailey's eyes. He tried to look away and closed his eyes, but he
I can't do it, I can only watch all this happen.
Boluogo didn't know exactly what Bailey saw under the influence of the Horrifying Soul Face, but when he stopped injecting ether and calmed the Horrifying Soul Face, the fanatical cultist's eyes were dull, and his whole person became confused.
It seemed like it had lost its mind, like a dead corpse.
This gave Boluogo a bit of a headache. After this period of work, he realized that the terrifying appearance was very suitable for interrogation, but when faced with different types of enemies, the effects of interrogation were also different.
For example, a second-rate dealer like Jero can reveal all his secrets with just a little application. A stubborn cultist like Bailey needs to increase the dosage, but once the dosage is excessive, he will become like this.
It is unclear whether he suffered a mental breakdown or briefly fainted, but Bailey now showed no reaction to Bologna.
This did not make Boluogo relax his vigilance. As a debtor, he could clearly feel the madness and corruption coming from Bailey.
It was as if Bailey was also a debtor and received a gift from the devil, but it seemed that the devil didn't care much about him and the gifts he gave were extremely rare.
"Demon?"
Boluogo judged based on intuition.
He has killed many demons, but most of those demons were mutated from ordinary people. This was the first time that Boluogo encountered a Sublime One who turned into a demon.
The Sublimers will also transform into demons, but as their souls are completely traded away, their alchemical matrix cannot continue to grow. For this reason, these Sublimers can no longer be promoted and will be frozen at this level forever.
Boluogo judged that this was the source of Bailey's corrupt aura, but what about his strange self-healing ability?
Palmer should know this. His partner has a deep and indissoluble bond with the cultists, but just as he was about to call Palmer, Bologger remembered that Palmer was not around.
In the absence of a central network, the communication distance of the sentry was extremely limited. Bologg shouted several times but there was no response. Palmer should have completed the search and left the church area to call the logistics department.
His eyes fell back on Bailey in front of him. Bologg briefly searched his body and pulled out a small booklet, which was filled with evil words.
Boluogo's eyes became solemn, and his crazy words were full of compliments, but he still found some useful clues from these ridiculous words.
"These things are not mentioned in the staff handbook..."
Boluogo whispered, threw away the pamphlet, looked at the unconscious Bailey, and clenched his fist again.
The snakes lurking in the body suddenly rioted, and the heartbreaking pain stimulated every inch of Bailey's nerves. His eyes suddenly widened, his face turned red, and his veins twitched.
His whole body curled up, and he vomited out blood. The bright red was mixed with a few strands of silver.
"Who are you?" Bologg asked coldly.
Bailey did not respond, but soon crazy hallucinations flashed back before his eyes, intertwined with physical pain, and completely defeated his mind.
"The Orangutan Sect."
Bailey groaned in pain. Bologg was no stranger to this word. He had seen this word in the pamphlet he had found from Bailey.
It can be said that in that booklet, Boluogo has obtained the information he needs, but rather than the indifferent piece of paper, he wants to hear it from Bailey himself and cross-check the authenticity of the information.
"Who are you?" Bologg continued to ask.
"Bailey...is a carnivore."
Bailey said with empty eyes, his voice was emotionless, and his remaining consciousness was destroyed and crushed.
Carnivore? Not Sublime One... This should be the hierarchy within the Orangutan Sect?
"Then...who is the Mistress of Gluttony?"
In the booklet, the word that appears most frequently is the Mistress of Gluttony. It seems that this is the god that the Orang Fu Sect believes in, but this god has no name, only a respectful title, and it seems that his real name is
It is taboo to refer to Him only by this name.
There are no gods in this world, there are only cruel and ruthless devils, they are the hypocritical gods.
Boluogo knew this very well. This gluttonous mistress was a devil, so which devil was she? Is it the devil that took away his soul?
Faced with Boluogo's questioning, Bailey's body couldn't stop trembling, as if another layer of fear that transcended everything had fallen on him. A large amount of blood overflowed along his wounds and gathered into a large area under his body.
of blood.
"No...names are magical. We have not prepared any sacrifices."
Bailey murmured frantically, refusing to tell any secrets about Him.
But Boluogo lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood that gathered like a mirror. He vaguely saw something wrapping around him.
It's an umbilical cord, a bloody umbilical cord like an intestine.
That strange feeling reappeared, just like when I first read "The Devil and the Electric Guitar Instruction Manual", the cold feeling of being watched by something appeared again.
Borogo's face was reflected in the mirror-like pool of blood, and soon his face was cut into thousands of fragments, which were reflected in the huge compound eyes emerging from the pool of blood.
There was a voice whispering, and He was beside me, guiding me to call out His true name.
"Gluttony...Beelzebub."
In Bailey's desperate eyes, Boluogo called out the name in a strange way, and then the woman's faint laughter sounded, and the pale tentacles crossed the bloody mirror, reaching reality from the illusion.