Chapter 212

The professional character of a trained policeman.

After hearing the sound of the bullet loading, Sybil's face changed greatly, instinctively grabbed Ross and fell to the ground.

At the same time, he shouted, "get down!"

Boom!!

The scattered bullets, wrapped in the terrible kinetic energy, bombarded the wooden bolt across the church gate.

Wood chips and bullets splash!

Click.

When another bullet is loaded.

The members of the church who are stunned in place make a mess at a time.

Push, lie down, scream in horror.

"Ah --"

"God!"

"God bless..."

Boom!!

The second shot rang out.

The church gate, strong enough to resist the dark forces, was blasted out of a big hole.

Palm wide latch, broken by the waist.

Bang!

The sound of the door being kicked open was particularly dull.

All the congregation lying on the ground, look up.

They looked terrified and prayed in a low voice, hoping that the gods they served could protect them from the erosion of the dark world.

Time is at a standstill at this moment.

The dark world under the orange light.

Cold rain poured down.

Dark, depressed.

They saw a dark figure.

Icy drops of water trickled slowly down the front of his coat and gun.

A huge butcher's knife stuck on the corner of the wall.

The huge iron triangle and the tall body of the hell executioner were placed at his feet, and the thick brown water overflowed and spread.

That man.

Standing on the border between heaven and hell.

Step on the body of the dark world, the symbol of violence and punishment.

Like the executioner who slaughters the devil, the justice of heaven, and the executioner who punishes the guilty mortals.

Patter.

Shoes with water, step into the church floor.

The following death bell of hell rings in the soul of every cult.

Bathed in the dim candlelight of the church.

The cultists, who were frightened and trembling, finally saw the man.

Rain soaked black hair.

His eyes were cruel and indifferent.

Lack of emotional ups and downs of the face, extremely vicious.

Sybil and Ross got up and saw Cole passing by them. The cold breath from the dark world blew on their cheeks, and their expression became frightened for a moment.

They can never imagine.

An ordinary investigator.

Why do they feel this way.

even to the extent that.

A fear entrenched in the heart.

Facing the iron triangle head and sickle monster, it has not been so strong.

When the dust settles.

The cultists looked at each other and stood up one after another.

Their leader, Chris Bella ed, a woman with a traditional hairstyle, a long blue dress and a hypocritical smile.

Separate the congregation.

Go up to Cole and look at him.

His eyes fell on the body of the iron triangle in the distance.

Turn around, raise your hands, sing a hymn with an infectious voice, and shout, "praise God! He has sent us the Savior and the nemesis of the dark world!

God will never abandon us! "

Two discerning male believers ran to the church door, moved the broken bolt and locked the door again.

More believers.

At this moment, it was like being beaten with chicken blood.

He smiled wildly, talked a lot, and gave Cole a keen look.

Ross and Sybil, who witnessed all this, changed slightly.

Fanatical heretics do far less material harm to a person than direct spiritual impact.

Ross couldn't help taking a step back.

Their enthusiasm is like the twisted fire crackling when trying witches in Aretha's children's paintings.

Just like on the steps outside the church, Dalia graysby, the crazy woman answered her questions: fire can't be cleaned, it will only burn darker and darker.

Christian leader Chris Bella shouted out her baton manifesto, once again condensing her power in the world.

Turn around.

Hold out your right hand to Cole.

Like a saint's Guide to a lost lamb.

The soft tone is like a warm breeze, and the pure smile is like the dawn.

"My brother, you're home."

After her voice fell.

All cultists stared at Cole with fanatical eyes, like welcoming brothers and sisters who had been reunited for a long time.

without doubt.

A powerful figure who can be in the inner world with an iron triangle head, if he joins them, he will obey at the feet of God and his mother.

It is a great guarantee for everyone's survival.

In this very infectious scene.

The infection of human emotions, even Sibyl, a well-educated and well-informed policewoman, couldn't help shaking in her heart.

Inexplicably gave birth to the strange idea of trying to join them.

Suddenly.

The church fell into silence as if celebrating Christmas.

Everyone was waiting for Cole's answer.

This time.

The system prompt sounds suddenly.

"Chaotic events: second, they have been triggered."

"Ordinary people are born with original sin. They fear the erosion of the dark forces and pray for God's protection, but they go astray."

"Demon hunter, you believe that life is chaotic and that good and evil are one. You are ignorant by God and deceived by the devil. A person's degeneration is not his original intention."

"Now, please make your choice. Different choices make different rewards."

"First, to expose the essence of the heresy of the silent hill cult to them and save an innocent life is better than punishing countless sins;

2、 Blood revenge, blood compensation, break open the door of the church, drag in the body of the iron triangle, let the dark blood pollute this sacred place, and help the dark Aretha complete her revenge;

3、 Vent your anger and anger and kill them all. "

"Special note: your choice will not affect the main task: the reward for eliminating evil believers."

"Please select."

Cole browsed through the options given by the system.

This time, he did not greet the mother of the system, nor did he make a choice at the first time.

Beyond choice and good and evil itself.

In essence, the options given by the chaotic event system are not deliberately misleading, but improving his survival probability.

The first option is to join the camp of heaven to seek survival in silent hill. All the written descriptions are completely in accordance with the just behavioral logic that the gods believe human beings should have.

The second is to fall directly to Aretha. As Dalia mentioned, the most important thing in silent hill is not good and evil, but choice.

As for the third

There seems to be nothing wrong with the watch.

However, the choice of the core is completely reversed to hell.

The killing caused by anger and anger, is there anything more like than the devil?

Finally.

In the dead silence of expectation.

Cole, who was always silent, kicked to the head of the church.

One foot on her chest.

Lift the gun.

Click.

Under the astonished and unbelievable gaze of a crowd of believers.

Cole looked directly at the old woman full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but with cruelty and malice, and said coldly, "remember, don't be so hypocritical when you pull people into the church next time.

Shepherd. "