Chapter 84

Maybe it's a bloody atmosphere.

Perhaps the devil's lifelong enemy.

The moment Cole stepped into the blasphemy church.

The invisible momentum blows the candle.

The wall and ground, shaking shadows, like thousands of innocent souls wailing in the torture of hell.

The sudden wind is like the angry roar of the devil of hell.

As if to say, 'you! Demon hunter Cole Walker! How dare you set foot on my territory! "

Seven cult leaders and their followers.

They were eroded by darkness, full of malicious and dead eyes, and cast eyes at him one after another.

Throw away the cigarette butts.

Cole glanced across the church.

Only seventeen?

Father Markey and Hal should be old acquaintances.

After the strange silence after the first meeting between the two sides.

He got up, walked to Cole, waved his hand, his stiff expression and dull eyes penetrated like wood carvings, and said, "Hal, have you made any new progress in the matter we were investigated?"

Cole said, "the guy we killed is a demon hunter, not a federal agent."

"Demon hunter? What's that?"

Cole didn't answer.

Then the priest asked the nun like girl to bring a new suit and hand it to Cole.

Reluctantly, you can even use the action of "squeezing" to describe his smiling face.

Reach out and say, "join us, Hal, and see the coming of the father. The eternal world is close to us."

Have to say.

Ordinary people would witness the dark rituals of the cult.

In this strange atmosphere and malicious gaze.

It is bound to gradually lose reason because of panic, and then be taken advantage of by evil believers to dominate their thoughts.

It's a pity that Cole is standing here.

A demon hunter who not only wouldn't be frightened, but even wanted to punch the old gods in the face and beat them.

Expressionless.

He took the uniform from the nun and went to the ceremony.

The previous conversation between the two.

Others nearby can hear it.

The Dalang brothers, who looked very similar, had hooked noses, and candles cast a shadow of corruption on their faces.

"Demon hunter? It's the first time I've heard of such a thing."

"Well, even if he's really from the FBI, he can't stop our great plan."

Standing opposite them, the director of the municipal police station, a middle-aged man whose face was covered by a triangular hat, sneered and said, "no matter who comes to chunmu City, with me, he will never want to leave alive.

Yesterday, I submitted a support application to swat. Fortunately, you killed the dead mouse in advance.

Hum!

Can foolish mortals stop us from following the father's steps? "

Pause slightly.

He turned to Cole, opened his arms and said seriously, "Hal Bach, would you like to join us, serve the immortal father, hold eternal life and teach the foolish world?"

So.

Is this an invitation?

For immortality.

The addition of an immortal priest is one of the most solemn ceremonies.

When the chief sent an invitation.

Everyone looked at Cole with a serious face.

The girl standing beside him held her hands in front of her, and her eyes were full of longing and fanaticism.

Now.

It seems that Cole, who is about to become an immortal priest, can bring her redemption and Immortality in some indescribable way.

Cole walked slowly to him and threw away his teaching clothes.

The next moment.

The chief, the immortal priest, frowned and scolded with anger, "Hal Bach, why throw away the divine power given to you by your father?"

The voice fell.

Other cults moved closer to Cole.

The stiff expression and dullness stared straight into his eyes, as if trying to force him to agree in this threatening way.

Cole suddenly smiled and popped out his sleeve sword. He angrily said, "shall I add you!"

The sharp blade ran across his neck in an instant.

Two streams of blood gushed from the broken neck.

The chief who had his head cut off still had a frown on his face until he died.

Kill the first immortality leader.

While all the Heretics in the church were shocked.

Draw the gun, turn around and pull the trigger.

Bang bang!

Three bullets came out of the chamber.

Hit Dalang brothers and chunmu City judge on the forehead, and the three fell to the ground.

The girl who had previously looked forward to Cole screamed and ran away.

Other cultists fled one after another.

The guards who heard the gunshot also took action and quickly approached the church.

"Hal! Are you crazy?!"

Father Markey opened his mouth and took two steps back, looking terrified.

Cole took off his mask.

Pointing a gun at his face, he said expressionless, "it's not Hal, it's me, old bastard."

"You!"

After Cole was killed on the spot, the senior level of immortality church got his picture.

Seeing the investigator who had been pulled into the morgue, he appeared in front of them again.

The mayor and justice Noah of chunmu city stepped back a few steps and no longer had the tough momentum of forcing "Sheriff Hal" to join them.

Scream.

"It's impossible! I saw your body transported to the hospital morgue with my own eyes. Why..."

It's never Cole's style to talk nonsense with heretics.

Pull the trigger.

Two shots to kill the mayor and the judge.

When he was ready to kill Markey, the father of God, the guard outside jumped in.

Dada dada——

The number of guards is small, only four.

But the carbine is powerful enough.

Two of them rushed to the priest to cover his retreat. The other two shot wildly and tried to kill Cole running towards them.

Unfortunately, the space of the church is relatively wild and too narrow.

With only one shot in the shoulder, Cole, like the same ghost assassin, ran to him in the incredible eyes of the guard.

Like the cool assassination picture in the assassin's Creed.

Jump.

The moment the sleeve sword stabbed into his neck, he stepped on him and fell to the ground.

Before his death, the cult who still held on to the trigger accurately beat his teammates, lifted the skull of his colleagues, and broke the priest's leg.

Pull out the sleeve sword.

Cole held up the heretics who had only one breath and smashed them into the other two guards at the door, and then pierced their heads with the last two left in the just trial.

Replace the last clip on the.

Pick up the carbine that the guard fell on the ground, aim at the escaping cult, chase out the door and pull the trigger.

The muzzle of the automatic rifle, the firesnake, danced in the dark.

One cult after another was shot and fell in a pool of blood.

Until he ran out of carbine bullets, Cole returned to his father and kicked his neck with violence.

Then he picked up the carbine with bullets at the door and went out to deal with the escaped fish.

Among them are the evil cult girls who were shot through their shoulders and legs and lay on the ground crying in pain.

With those seemingly innocent eyes, he looked directly at Cole and begged to let her go.

Perhaps she thought she could escape by virtue of her age and appearance.

At least the guy who is more terrible than Freddy will hesitate and discuss with her why he joined immortality, and maybe even let her go.

Click.

The sound of the empty bullet was particularly harsh after Cole pulled the trigger on her.

The joy of the rest of her life made the girl laugh involuntarily. As she moved away, she begged, "I'm 19 years old this year, sir. Look at... Ah --!"

To save bullets.

Cole picked up her hair, and her expression was not moved by begging. It was like slaughtering an animal and stabbing the sleeve sword ruthlessly into her heart.

Then release your hand.

Turned and walked two steps to the church.

Stop.

He felt for a cigarette in his pocket.

Frown, bow, light.

Insert one hand into the bag and scratch the temples with the hand holding the cigarette.

"Hoo..."