Life is the most fragile product created by the Creator in the silent nightmare, and it can easily wither.
No matter how gorgeous it is, how powerful it seems, as long as it is stared at by a terrifying thing, it will fall apart in an instant.
When Pusef's gunfire stopped with the smoke drifting from the muzzle, Laite's eyes lost focus, his lips trembled slightly, and he stared blankly ahead.
Because bullets are fired from directly above the head, the "Lone Wolf" series of guns are similar to the "Wild Bear" series, both of which are famous for their great power.
Otherwise, when executing dangerous people, facing lost people, "evil souls", alien mindless people, huge monsters and monsters, they will simply not be able to penetrate objects contaminated by evil and extraordinary power.
Sadness, excitement, anger, fear and helplessness filled Laite's chaotic brain. They were like spoons, stirring the already chaotic brain tissue, causing Laite to feel heartbreaking pain, but yet
Unable to move the body at all.
Brett's silver-white "hair" was watered by the continuous spewing of bright, scarlet liquid, turning it into a devilishly red existence.
His green eyes had drooped out of their sockets and gradually turned into two turbid "glass balls".
His sharp-edged, militant-like face has lost its original shape. If it could be called dry just now, it is now a complete masterpiece of an abstract sculpture artist.
The broken, twisted, and tortuous "beauty" lingers on the broken head, and the saliva flowing from the corner of Brett's mouth adds the "finishing touch" to this abstract sculpture.
"Brett...Brett..." Laite murmured with dull eyes, his head shaking unconsciously, his arms hovering in mid-air, wanting to step forward and touch Brett, but he didn't dare to touch this seemingly capable person.
The fear is "deep in the heart" and the head is gradually losing its vitality.
"The Crusad poet Gurji said: 'Death is the most splendid point. The wandering soul will follow the thoughts to either the kingdom of heaven, or the kingdom of heaven where the regional god resides. After death comes, the new body and new thoughts
Will be born from corrupt things.' For Brett, a mutant, instead of living a life of being dull like an object, it is better to let the soul go to a city where there are no lost people wandering around, and a wilderness where there are no careless people."
"You have to remember, Brett. I am not killing or executing Brett, but I am clearing the way for the 'paradise' that I, George, you, and all the citizens of the Zine Empire long for. I am helping.
Brett is free, instead of killing for no reason like those lost people." Pusev said with a slight guilty conscience.
Immediately afterwards, he accidentally blew out the flame from the muzzle of the gun, looked at Laite who was slumped on the ground, and cast a proud look at George.
"You should take a look at him, my... subordinate Lite. If he has been in this mental state, I'm afraid he won't be able to decipher the statue and find the key to the door to the divine realm. I hope the lost ones in the church have told me
, the red magic source power is only one of the keys, and to open the divine realm, you also need 'inspiration' and 'wisdom'." George half-crouched, frowning and turning his head to look at the tall [Guardian] Pusef.
"There is no need, General George." Pusev said with disdain:
"He will serve mankind after all. Didn't you say that? Whether it is in Sokra, Migov, Chekavsk, even the old city of Donusk, or in the underground castle of the Church of the Night, he will always serve mankind."
He has always insisted on his human identity. I think you should have noticed that his heart is already emitting an orchid light, which is the brilliance that belongs to the 'lost people'. Even if he is frustrated and insane, I hope to teach that person later.
A group of collaborators will come over with the young dragon Thayer. If I remember correctly, Dylan among them is the [Deceiver], manipulating a walking corpse. I believe he is very skilled."
"Absolutely not!" George said coldly, his tone as cold as the Crusted Icefield, very decisive.
After squatting in silence and thinking for a few minutes, George slowly patted his waist and took out another box hidden in the armor.
After placing it steadily on the ground, George slowly said:
"I have invested too much in Laite. If I cannot gain a loyal, complete, and independent manager of the future 'Paradise' now, I will lose a lot of 'silent costs'."
"For him?" Pusev stepped forward doubtfully, raised his hand to look at his handsome face carefully for a few seconds, and said doubtfully:
"So...what did you waste on this child?"
"Waste? Do you know? In the 'Machine Singing' ceremony in the Lost Swamp, the entire 'Lost-03' team, the team I personally brought out, could not withstand the violent power of the god's apostle, except for him. I know that now
Only half of Laite is his original self, and the other half may be an apostle of the gods, or a wandering soul. Even so, I still pulled this old face, using 30% of the equity of the Mechanical Yuan Factory, and ten more
Fifty thousand new dollars bought him the right to enter the holy city of Sokra and join the guard. Pusev, you have formed the "Lone Wolf Society" for decades, right? You and your disciple "Young Wolf" Yin Wan
It is stronger than most of the superpowers in the city of Sogra, and you are trying to completely fall to Yin Fante. Even so, has he obtained the 'ticket' for you even to a second-tier city?"
"Of course not. We don't care. After all, we are used to living in the wilderness." Pusev responded in a pretentious manner.
"Don't comfort yourself. The empire is no longer in the early days of the New Yuan Dynasty. Everyone worked together to fight against the unintentional and the lost. It is a land of hope with the same enemy. It is rotten, like a rag that can no longer be patched. Even if you want to
To 'restore' it and reconstruct the so-called 'order' is just to cover it with another, more worn and dirty tablecloth. It's a bit far-fetched..."
George sighed secretly, shook his head, looked at Brett, who was still leaning limply on Brett, sitting on the ground crying, mumbling in his throat, and continued:
"Ward is my old subordinate. He has fought for me through life and death for more than thirty years. I remember twenty years ago, during the first battle to recapture Zhenetsk, if he hadn't rushed into the wave of 'unintentional people' with a bomb,
I threw it hard and hit the leading ten-meter-tall 'double-eyed man'. I'm afraid I had already been killed by the burning liquid gushing out of its eyes. Pusev, you know why I mentioned it.
him?"
"How do I know about you?" Pusev shrugged, looking confused.
"After I sent Laite, who was groggy and not yet fully awake, to Lena's rental house, the person who arranged to monitor, protect and help him was Ward. You should know that if Laite's body is really damaged
If the apostle of the gods takes over, he will definitely kill everyone crazily. In order to prevent accidents, I ask Ward to always pay attention to Laite's mental state, and if necessary... die with him."
"There are also Natasha, Sai and Yato. When I learned that Laite was in good spirits but had just lost some memory, I used Natasha, Sai and Yato to help him activate his body.
The power given by the gods within me is the so-called key to opening the divine realm, the 'red magic source power'. In order to protect Laite and me from the 'treason' and 'enemies' crimes stipulated in the "Socra Public Security Law"
I turned a blind eye and let Yatuo and Say go, and let the disposal center execute Natasha in the name of the lost. So, even if I can calm down after a while, it’s really
If you want to fight with me, you must not hurt him." George said in a commanding tone.
Immediately, he didn't bother to check Pusev's reaction, but just fiddled with the dark box.
The box is not big and has a standard mechanical texture with sharp edges. On the surface is a simple drawing of two withered yellow gears misaligned and joined together. On the back is a small "silver double-headed eagle" emblem representing the empire.
After George stretched out his scarred fingers that had taken off his tactical gloves and pressed the "gear sketch", golden light like the setting sun flowed along the gears to every gap.
In an instant, the box was opened, revealing the complex and exquisite mechanical structure inside, as well as a crest made of metal made of "Demon Annihilation".
"Small 'Demon Annihilation' machine? Where did you get it? As far as I know, before the 'Blood Clan's Dinner' that day, Vladimirski suffered a big loss on these things." Pusev looked surprised.
Staring at the box that glowed like tiny golden particles.
George did not answer him directly, but carefully lifted the box with the "Demon Annihilation" emblem as its core from the ground with both hands, and said with his back to Pusev:
"People who experience pain need to vent in a limited way. Before he releases his anger, there is an absolute forbidden area of the magic source power."
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
While the two were talking, Laite let out a low, beastly cry from his throat.
George and Pusef turned to look at the sound, and Laite pushed away the completely lifeless Brett, staggering like a ghost returning from the underworld, using sharp and angry words,
He stared at the two of them with eyes filled with murderous aura.
Immediately afterwards, a low-pitched "whimper" came from his throat that was not human, but a cat's angry cry.
Faced with the extremely aggressive Laite, George and Pusev were naturally unwilling to take action. After all, under the restrictions of the "Demon Annihilation" series of heraldry that "forbids the magic source power", Laite could not use the red magic source power, let alone
Using the insanely powerful "Touch of Darkness", if they simply fight for strength, two powerful "veterans" with decades of combat experience can naturally easily deal with Laite's attack.
After Laite finished venting his anger and recognized George's good intentions and the indisputable reality, he believed that Laite would make a decisive decision and join the embrace of "Paradise" without hesitation to decipher the mystery of the statue for them.
But Laite's choice was beyond their expectations. Laite did not directly attack the two of them, nor did he take out a "Wild Bear" pistol with few bullets and shoot.
Instead, a twisted, weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and after letting out a horrifying laugh like a "giggle", Laite's figure flickered on the spot, leaving an afterimage.
Immediately afterwards, they heard the terrifying "gurgling" sound made by the [soldier] behind Laite who had pressed a military dagger against his neck, as well as the sound of heavy objects toppling.
Snapped!
George and Pusef looked up and couldn't help but gasped. In the blink of an eye, Laite actually took away the soldier's dagger and cut him in a circle on the neck.
What fell in the end was not his seemingly tall and majestic body, but the head with a terrifying and ferocious expression hidden under the mask.
"You... all... have to... pay for... Brett... with your life... He... definitely shouldn't... die like this..." Laite whispered with resentment.
He stumbled and walked in the direction of Pusev with heavy steps.
Every time Lite took a step forward, George and Pusef were forced to take a step back.
Laite's unexpected speed and ferocity completely disrupted the pre-arrangement of the two Georges. When several people stopped and faced off in a strange atmosphere, the second quarter flashed through Pusev's mind.
Portrait of Frederick VI the Tyrant, who ruled the Psius Empire, and his deeds.
I remember that half a century before the Pusius Empire was on the verge of collapse, there was a heavy rainstorm that was rare in a century in the capital of the empire.
The heavy rains at that time lasted for more than two months, causing the Mamous River to overflow, submerging many villages and farmland in the "Imperial Capital District", and triggering a ten-year rebellion called "The Sorrow of Yuanming".
The rebels once captured large areas of what is now the old Uko and Tirin provinces, including Migov, Sunida, Kofu, Innskent and Briblis.
They resisted the empire's ever-increasing tax burdens with various strange names, such as the "window tax", "drinking water tax", "fire tax", etc.
It was not until three years before the death of Frederick VI that the rebellion was suppressed and completely suppressed by the legions equipped with "Heraldry Demonic Weapons" at that time.
In the final "Prison Sacrifice Ceremony", "The Tyrant" relied on a sequential monster called "Psius Dagger" and the developed "Evil Condensation Gene" in his own body to flash his body.
Send these rebels to the Lord in no time.
However, this rebellion also emptied the empire of its national strength. His successor Lothar V, the "Struggler", eventually hanged himself amid internal and external troubles, unable to even maintain the honor of the nobility.
In the end, the Rurik family relied on "musketeers" and "primitive artillery" to take control of Pusius and established a new Zine Empire that lasted for thousands of years.
Thinking of this, George and Pusef shuddered. After all, they had not expected that Laite would be so angry, and they did not know whether there was a developed "evil-condensing gene" in Laite's body, nor did they know what the power of the red magic source was.
How did the Church of Dark Night catalyze the power in Laite's body, giving him short-term powerful explosive power!
Faced with Laite, who was full of murderous intent, they chose to take out their guns and shoot at Laite's body.
Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!…
The bullets ejected from the muzzle hit the ground, leaving behind bursts of flickering sparks.
Laite's agility seems to have reached a level he has never touched due to his anger, and he can easily dodge even bullets.
After all, George is an experienced warrior and holds a box that exudes the power of the "Demon Annihilation" emblem in one hand. Pusev is a physically strong [Guardian]. Under Laite's rapid attack, they just suffered a little.
Skin injuries that are not painful or itchy.
But Laite, who nimbly shuttles among more than 20 people like a cat, seems to have his final target not just George and Pusef.
Under a burst of blood-colored radiance, George discovered that the more than 20 members of the escort team behind him were either "opening their hearts", their hearts were pierced, and red blood with a fishy smell was flowing out; or they were "replacing their throats with their mouths"
", their throats were slashed, and all of them lost their lives in an instant.
Faced with a situation that was almost out of control, looking at Laite who was panting on the spot, teeth bared at the corners of his mouth like a ferocious beast, and a terrifying smile with satisfaction, Pusev swallowed, and after hesitating for two steps, he still relied on his strong