Chapter 165 Burning Park
This New Party MP, who was over 40 but full of energy and had a bright future, seemed to have turned his entire body from the head down into a bomb. With a "boom", he exploded into a cloud of flesh and blood, and even his bones disappeared without a trace.
A strange figure crawled out from his broken body, with his hands open as if embracing the sky. The flesh and blood scattered around but not yet on the ground were attracted by it and flowed back to the figure, turning into a blood-colored robe.
The bodyguards on both sides were knocked to the ground by the explosion. When they got up, they saw this weird and crazy scene and turned around and ran away in fear.
The one who was a little slower was grabbed by a white arm that stretched out from the blood-red robe, and was thrown off the podium with astonishing force, throwing him into the few citizens below the stage who had not yet had time to escape.
Everything happened in a flash. Before Angel could recover from the shock of Congressman Maynard becoming a human bomb, the unfortunate bodyguard exploded in the crowd again, blowing seven or eight citizens who were about to flee to the ground, leaving them in a bloody mess.
At this time, the person who crawled out from the body of Senator Maynard, of which only the head was left intact, stood up and stretched his limbs.
He had short yellow hair, a high nose bridge, and a handsome but androgynous face. He was none other than Mr. C, the Aurora Society messenger who had escaped from near death in Enmat Harbor.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
As if greeting an old friend, Mr. C looked at Angel in the audience, smiled, and spoke in a low voice.
But there was no smile in his eyes. The fair right hand that had just killed a bodyguard and injured many people tapped his chest four times, down, up, right, and left, like an inverted cross.
The citizens who were frightened by the continuous explosions and stood still finally reacted. Screams rose one after another and they crowded away from the Aurora Society's messenger who had "resurrected" from the corpse.
"So it was you who did it all, attracting the crowds and then preparing to sacrifice them to the evil god?"
The moment Angel saw Mr. C, he figured out the connection between all of this and felt a lot more relieved.
Now that the person behind the scenes has appeared, let's just kill him.
Mobilizing her spiritual power, several dark flames appeared out of thin air around her. She raised her "Thirsty Blood" in her right hand, infused it with spiritual power, and was about to shoot a black flame bullet that had an amazing effect on the "Rose Bishop".
Mr. C, however, paid no attention to the blazing flames so close to him, and even ignored the screaming crowd fleeing. This messenger of the Aurora Society had his arms outstretched, his waist slightly tilted back, a strange smile on his face, as if he was hugging something towards the sky.
"Ka--"
There was a sound of glass breaking in Angel's chest, and a tiny crack appeared on the magic mirror she hid close to her body. The surface became cold, as if even her heart was about to freeze.
Is this a warning from the magic mirror?
Without time to think, she took out the "magic pocket watch" from her pocket with her left hand as if it was a conditioned reflex, pressed the crown, and most of the black flames around her flew towards Mr. C, but one flew upwards, away from the ground.
As the flash of fire appeared within the perception range of "Flame Jump", flames surged from her body and then disappeared on the spot.
The raging flames did not dissipate immediately, but were engulfed by even larger flames. The ground of the entire park square seemed to be squeezed and crushed by an invisible giant hand. Every piece of stone floor was lifted up, and scorching flames gushed out from underneath, engulfing Mr. C, who stood in the center like a cross, and also engulfed the fleeing crowd.
"This madman..."
Angel had just reappeared from a height of thirty meters, stepping on flames, when she was blown several meters upwards by the shock wave of the explosion. She used the assassin's "lightness" to stabilize her body, allowing herself to descend slowly, looking down in shock.
The downtown park that was green and bustling with people just a few minutes ago has become a living hell. Most citizens have left the center of the explosion under Angel's threat, but at least nearly a hundred people have not been able to leave in time due to the crowd and trampling.
Broken limbs were scattered all over the ground, and faint groans and cries of pain could be heard. Under the lifted floor, the brown soil had been dyed black by blood. The thick smoke and bloody smell drifted upwards with the scorching air, making Angel almost vomit.
The culprit behind all this, Mr. C, emerged from the smoke.
He was unharmed in the explosion he caused. He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the bloody air, as if enjoying his own achievements. Then he opened his eyes, glanced at Angel in the air, and ignored her, instead turning his gaze to a corner of the park.
At the end of his sight, a blonde woman in a long skirt with a bulging belly was walking towards the center of the park against the fleeing crowd.
She staggered and swayed, with only half of her beautiful golden hair left, and the remaining half was held in her hand. The corners of her mouth were cracked to her cheekbones, revealing her bright red gums and neatly arranged teeth.
Even though the crowd was panicking and trying desperately to escape from the park, they all made way for her when they saw her like this.
That is Megose, who is pregnant with the evil god!
“The Lord who created everything!”
Mr. C faced Megaus with his arms outstretched, praying eloquently, as if welcoming his Lord.
“The Lord behind the veil of shadows;
"The fallen nature of all living beings."
As Megose approached, Mr. C's prayers in the ancient Hermetic language became louder and more excited.
"Your devout followers pray for your coming..."
Angel descended from a great height and hit Mr. C at a speed of almost free fall. The dagger with black flames pierced through the latter's chest, causing the remaining prayers to return to his abdomen along with the flames.
"Coming, right?"
Angel kicked down the Aurora Society messenger with black flames on his body, raised the "Thirst Blood" and pulled the trigger continuously.
"Bang—bang—"
Two large-caliber bullets were fired at Mr. C's handsome face, but were blocked by his hands raised in advance, and blood flowers appeared on his forearms.
Mr. C, whose prayer was interrupted, seemed to have just come to his senses. He struggled to stand up, his body burning with black flames, and even the blood-red robe made of flesh and blood was not spared.
The next second, the body of this "Rose Bishop" became short, and from his feet to his torso, he turned into a shadow that even the sunlight could not illuminate, and was about to burrow into the ground.
"Bang——"
Angel, who was well prepared, stepped forward with her right foot. With the place where she stepped on the ground as the center, a biting cold spread out, and a layer of hard ice formed on the surface of flesh and blood covering the podium, blocking Mr. C who was about to "sneak into the shadows" outside!
After facing the "Shepherd" with his various methods, I feel that the "Rose Bishop" is nothing...
Angel put aside the strange thoughts in his mind, raised his pistol, fired the last bullet, and reignited Mr. C who had turned back into human form.
"boom--"
Another impact was accompanied by an explosion, and blood splattered in front of Mr. C. Angel took a few steps back and simply jumped off the podium.
Her gaze pierced through the blood mist floating in the air and saw Mr. C, who had thrown away an arm, turn into a shadow, burrow into the ground where there was no frost to block it, and disappear without a trace.
Angel quickly emptied the shells in the magazine, reloaded the bullets, and placed the precious "Shattered Light Ray" into the last of the five empty slots.
Then she looked behind the podium, but her vision was blocked and she could no longer follow the wriggling shadow.
He ran away?
No, this messenger of God would not escape like this. The evil god he wanted to summon was still here... And judging by his prayer just now, could the person Aurora was going to summon be their "true creator"?
Sensing movement behind him, Angel turned around and looked at Megose who was gradually approaching. He still couldn't believe that her bulging belly was carrying the offspring of an evil god.
As the distance shortened, the expression on the poor woman's face became clearer. It was unclear whether she was crying or laughing. Tears of blood were flowing from the corners of her eyes, but her mouth was grinning upwards, revealing two rows of teeth that were gradually becoming sharper.
Behind her, three belated Nighthawks were pressing forward.
Dunn Smith held a palm-sized square urn in his hands. The box was silver-white and carved with mysterious patterns. Just looking at it made one feel as if his body and mind were enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere.
Leonard Mitchell had a gloomy expression, his sleeves rolled up, and a thick but pale blood vessel was wrapped around his left wrist.
Klein Moretti also had a sullen expression, tightly clutching a warm golden talisman in his hand. He looked at Angel across from him, his expression gradually relaxing before becoming serious again.
Megose, who was surrounded by four people, stopped and turned his body towards Angel. He twisted his neck strangely at a wide angle to look at the Nighthawks behind him. The bloody scratches on his face, which were deep into his facial bones, kept bleeding.
Those overbloodshot eyes were fixed on Dunn, who was standing closest to them, and on the saint's ashes in his hands.
The extremely threatening aura made Megose and the "child" in her belly tremble.
"You want to kill him, kill my child!"
She turned suddenly, with her jaw opened far beyond the limit, the corners of Megose's mouth were stretched all the way to her ears, and a sharp cry came out of her mouth.
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