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Chapter fifty-ninth mutual calculation

The fire flickered.

A group of small black dots in the distant sky fell one after another amid the sound of shelling.

Anti-aircraft guns!

Lawrence was startled and then realized what he was doing.

"Kyle is one of yours too?"

The defected Class A personnel narrowed his eyes.

"no."

"He was just fulfilling his duty as a soldier - to protect the territory behind him and protect civilians from attacks by those with malicious intentions."

Io Kate shook his head and said.

But Lawrence would not believe such rhetoric.

The duty of soldiers to protect their homes and country is certain, but it is impossible for them to react like this.

You know, this time it's him and the 'temple''s raid!

A surprise attack that covered everything!

It was not something that the soldier Kyle could detect in advance.

"Did you anticipate our attack?"

Lawrence asked in a deep voice.

Io Kate did not answer, but this silence said everything. After Lawrence was silent for a moment, an exaggerated smile suddenly appeared on his calm face.

It was a smile that almost tore the corners of his mouth.

He chuckled twice.

Then, he let out a haha.

"So, you must have expected that we would hide 'anomalies' in those aircraft!"

"You have more strength to deal with those 'abnormalities'!"

"That...'mask man' is also among them?"

There was a malice in Lawrence's eyes as if his plot had succeeded.

He didn't wait for Io Kate to ask again, and just said it to himself because of the abnormal influence.

"My appearance here is not just to 'purify' Angcheng."

"To get that thing back!"

"Immortality, this kind of thing should belong to me!"

With such words, Lawrence walked towards Io Kate. The malice on his face was so strong that it distorted his facial features, and the self-centered voice in his mouth was like the roar of a wild beast, which could not be stopped at all.

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"Stop struggling!"

"Since I have calculated your actions, everything will be arranged there naturally."

"You don't really think that I will come to Angcheng alone, do you?"

"You won't forget the 'Temple', will you?"

"Hahaha!"

As if the final answer was revealed, Lawrence finally stopped suppressing himself and began to laugh so loudly that he fell forward and backward with laughter and rolled on the ground holding his belly.

"Dead!"

"The 'Mask Man' is dead!"

"Anyone who goes to stop the 'abnormality' will die!"

Lawrence rolled and laughed wildly.

And amid such laughter, a dazzling white light suddenly rose in the night sky on the northwest outskirts of Angcheng.

But then, a dazzling red color appeared in this dazzling white.

This scarlet color is very uncomfortable, and just looking at it causes adverse reactions in the body.

At night in Angcheng, many people noticed this strange scene.

Ordinary people just glance at it and become dizzy.

Most people even vomited immediately.

A small number of people with poor physical condition even fell to the ground and twitched.

"God!"

"Keep your eyes on this place!"

"Look at the heretics!"

"They will be punished by you!"

The Pope's ministers prayed loudly in the night.

Behind him were hundreds of 'temple' deacons and more than five hundred believers.

As the prayers sounded, the five hundred believers were the first to take action.

One hundred of them walked toward the Pope's minister with fanatical expressions. Then, they knelt down one by one around the Pope's minister and began to pray.

Following the whispered prayers, their originally shiny and elastic skin quickly withered, and their strong muscles shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two couldn't breathe, and the hundreds of people closest to them were reduced to withered bones on the ground.

But this scene did not scare these believers.

On the contrary, the remaining people became more and more fanatical.

Wave after wave, like moths rushing to a flame, rushed towards the vicinity of the Pope's ministers.

Soon, all five hundred believers were dead.

Hundreds of deacons began to take action.

Instead of praying like believers, they stood near the papal minister and slit their wrists.

Blood spurted out.

Sprayed on the ground, sprayed on the dead bones.

The lifeless bones suddenly began to glow with scarlet light.

A little, a little.

One piece, one piece.

The moment all the dead bones began to flash, a huge spell appeared.

The deacons looked at the spell that appeared, and without any hesitation, they stabbed the daggers they held directly into the chest.

Puff, puff!

Amidst the sounds of sharp metal blades cutting flesh, these deacons fell to the ground one after another.

However, there was no fear on their faces.

All there is is yearning and relief.

call!

The Pope's minister, who was kneeling in the middle, took a deep breath and shouted word by word——

"Please punish those who hinder the landing of the 'abnormal'!"

"Please give them the most severe punishment!"

"Please take their lives!"

"Please destroy their souls!"

The hoarse roar echoed in the suburbs of Angcheng.

Then, a faint white light appeared on the body of this close minister of the Pope.

It’s like magnets attracting each other!

Buzz!

At the moment when this faint white light appeared, the dazzling red light on the surrounding dead bones and corpses instantly rushed towards this faint white light.

The next moment——

Intense and dazzling white light soared into the sky.

Also appearing together is the scarlet color that cannot be ignored.

Success!

His Majesty the Pope's magic trick was successful!

The people close to the Pope were so happy that they couldn't help but burst into tears.

He did not let down the Pope and he did not let down the 'Temple'.

This world is still the world of the ‘temple’.

The extremely delighted ministers of the Pope were prostrate there, their whole bodies trembling with excitement, and at this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded.

Tread, step.

The people close to the Pope subconsciously raised their heads.

He saw a figure wearing a black cloak and a night owl mask approaching.

Immediately, the pupils of the Pope's ministers shrank.



Io Kate stared at such an awkward brilliance, her eyes flickering as she wondered what she was thinking about. Lawrence on the side seemed to be worried that Io Kate didn't know what this was, so he immediately started to explain.

"Sacrifice and Prayer Technique."

"Have you heard of it?"

"It's definitely not the case. This is a technique recently created by the Pope. As the name suggests, it is a technique that can fulfill wishes."

"Although there will be certain sacrifices, the Pope is also very happy to be able to clear out the 'Night Owl Court' on a large scale!"

"As for wishes?"

"Guess what we will wish for?"

"I really want to take off your mask now and see the expression on your face, the patriarch of the Kate family."

"Is it anger?"

"Do you still regret it?"

Saying these words, Lawrence stood up and patted the soil on his body.

"that's all?"

Io Kate asked calmly.

"What else do you want?"

"Consumption of the power of the 'Night Owl Court' on a large scale."

"Get the mask of the 'Mask Man'."

"We have already killed two birds with one stone, what else can we do?"

Lawrence said this, but his eyes became colder. His tone was still slightly arrogant, but mixed with more calmness. He raised his hand and pointed at Io Kate.

"We wouldn't mind if we could kill one or two more 'Claws'."

"The 'Mask Man' is also a 'Claw', right?"

"Everything happened because of him!"

"No!"

"It should be said that this is all your plan - you have started this plan since Edmund found you. What he needs is to bring me into the game and take away everything I have, while you return to the game again.

before the eyes of the world."

“Everything is perfect.”

"Apart from……"

"You chose me as your target."

Lawrence smiled proudly.

Of course he is proud of himself.

Nothing escaped his expectation and everything was under his control. Isn't this proud enough?

‘Abnormal’ is constantly amplifying this pride.

His original idea of ​​killing the opponent in front of him immediately eased his mind slightly.

He wants to tell the other party more!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity if no one knew about his layer-by-layer layout?

What's more, everything is under his control, how can the other party make a comeback?

How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face?

"I never cared about the 'shelter' status."

"I don't care about reputation, honor or anything like that."

"I need this identity just to make it easier to get the 'props' I have now."

Lawrence said, pointing to his gloves, hat, windbreaker, etc.

Then……

He pointed at another nail.

This is an iron nail that is 10 centimeters long. It has a simple shape, with unknown and abstract carvings on the flat side, while the sharp side has been nailed into the ground.

To be precise, it was nailed into the ground where Io Kate's shadow was.

"It's also one of my gains."

"It doesn't have any direct destructive effect, it just can fix people to the ground."

"Although it has strong side effects, I like it very much."

"Because it allows me to watch my opponent struggle helplessly!"

"Otherwise, even if I was affected by it, I wouldn't do anything like rolling around on the floor!"

Lawrence said and bared his teeth proudly at Io Kate.

Then he continued:

"These! All this!"

"It's all paving the way for my next goal!"

"That's right, it means immortality."

"after?"

"Nature is God!"

"I will come to earth like a god!"

As he spoke, Lawrence raised his arms and held them flat on both sides. It was not like embracing the sky, but with his arrogant raised chin, it was more like overlooking the earth.

Like a god.

In other words, Lawrence thought he was God.

This is also an 'abnormal' effect.

One nail can change a battle.

Similarly, a nail can change a person's habits.

Lawrence thought he had everything under control.

In fact, judging from the current situation, this is the case.

As the victor, Lawrence was ready to end the battle.

However, before that, he wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

He wanted to see what the Kate family patriarch looked like at this time!

With long strides, Lawrence walked towards Io Kate and pulled off Io Kate's mask.

Then, Lawrence's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief——

"How could it be you?"


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