Chapter 190 He is not the murderer!

The blood flowed like a stream, slowly spreading in all directions.

This is undoubtedly a fatal injury.

Even high-level extraordinary beings would have no chance of survival without using the power of the divine factor.

What's more, a small second-level one?

At this moment, the boy's eyes dimmed, his pupils dilated, and with a slight twitch, he fell to the ground with a plop.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the scene that suddenly happened before their eyes, and their mouths opened slightly.

It was obvious that all they wanted to do was to capture this arrogant man who had angered Saint Laurent VI alive and bring him to His Majesty in exchange for a reward.

That's why everyone is working so hard to search for him.

Even though strictly speaking, the boy was a trophy of the Church of Silence, there were so many people present that there were always people who had the sinister idea of ​​snatching him away halfway.

After all, it is a branch of the Holy Spirit Tree. Anyone who gets it can realize his or her wish.

Power, wealth, status, women, and sealed objects, but now, all their plans have been completely dashed.

What Saint Laurent VI wants is a living Lin En, not a dead one!

Therefore, after realizing what was happening before their eyes, everyone suddenly became indignant.

"Quasimo!!! What on earth did you do?!"

"As a soldier, do you want to disobey His Majesty?!!!"

"Who is your superior?! And who gave you the order just now?!!"

At this moment, all the extraordinary people present were completely irritated by Quasimo's arbitrary behavior and loudly denounced his behavior.

"Calm down." The military assassin named Quasimo slowly sheathed the dagger. "After this, someone will explain the reason to you."

He said with a smile.

Unfortunately, this answer did not calm the anger in everyone's hearts, and the quarrel continued.

Almost no one cared about Lynn's current condition.

Only Tia subconsciously took a step forward, her slender white hands tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, as if she was suppressing some emotion in her heart.

However, before she could get close to Lynn, she suddenly felt someone grabbing her.

Tia looked back blankly and found that the other person was her good friend.

Louise had been silently watching her reaction from beginning to end.

As a woman, with the help of her sixth sense, she noticed something strange about her best friend very early on.

Seeing her guess come true, Louise's expression suddenly became very ugly: "Tia, you are really with him."

I couldn't continue my sentence halfway through.

She looked at Tia, who seemed a little at a loss, and then looked at the black-haired boy lying on his back in a pool of blood, gritting her teeth.

As a saint elected by the church, her every move represents the will of the goddess.

Therefore, Louise would not allow Tia to do anything that would damage the image of the church.

Let's take a step back.

Why did it have to be this guy in front of me? !

This bastard who killed Sister Trina!!! Louise, who was raised by nuns since she was a child, is now in unprecedented torment.

Obviously, she seemed to have misunderstood the relationship between Tia and Lin En.

"He's dying, Louise, he"

Tia tried to maintain her usual cool and indifferent tone.

It's a pity that from the faint trembling in her voice, it can be heard that she is not as calm as she seems.

"Just let him die!" Louise interrupted her and grabbed her wrist tightly, trying to bring her back to her senses with the pain. "Wake up, Tia! He is the limb-replacer! The heinous murderer!!!"

"If you choose to sympathize with him, where will you put the innocent people he killed?"

"People like this shouldn't live in this world!"

"And you, as the Saint of Silence, are you planning to do something inappropriate in front of so many people?!"

"Besides, even if we save him now, what will happen? When he is tried, will our high and mighty Saint Lady condescend to go to the execution ground in person to rescue him again?!"

Louise showed unprecedented anger at Tia's reaction at this moment.

Fortunately, at this moment, everyone was collectively condemning Quasimo's behavior, and she kept her voice very low, so no one cared.

This sentence seemed to be a revelation, and instantly made Tia's body stiff.

yes.

Even if I save him now, what will it matter? He will die in the end.

It is better to die now than to be arrested and tortured.

Although Brother Xia's methods last time were bloody, they were ultimately not worthy of being compared to the truly cruel methods of those nobles.

What's more, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to cut ties with him and return to my original life.

Isn’t now the best time?

Apart from himself, the only other person who knew about it died here.

No one will ever know what happened again.

For a moment, Tia fell into confusion and struggle.

Seeing her facial expression at the moment, Louise breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to persuade her: "The Moonlight Ceremony will be held in about a week. As the only one in this church who can be blessed by the goddess, you are an indispensable part of the ceremony and must maintain both physical and mental cleanliness."

"Since these people are fighting so hard, why not just leave it to them? After it's over, we can relax and welcome the celebration in the best possible condition."

After the serious criticism, Louise also said some soft words at the right time, trying to make Tia return to the right path.

It’s a pity that she didn’t know that what was maintaining the relationship between the two at this moment was not love, but guilt and debt.

“.”

Tia stood there without saying a word.

After a while, she said softly, "I understand."

"Thank you, Louise."

Hearing this, Louise was delighted and squeezed her little hand: "Now that you have figured it out, let's just leave the follow-up matters to these people and let's go back to the church first."

"No."

Unexpectedly, this time, Tia flatly rejected her.

Louise was stunned: "Why?"

"No matter what, a person can only live once." Tia's voice was very soft, staring at the boy's breath becoming weaker and weaker. "At least, in the last short journey of his life, he shouldn't die in obscurity like this."

"If someone has to put an end to his life, I hope that person will be me."

Hearing this, Louise fell into a long silence.

After an unknown amount of time, she sighed softly: "Count me in, but this does not include the subsequent funeral process."

"Thank you, Louise."

Tia glanced at her and showed a hint of gratitude.

On the other hand, the dispute and quarrel over the limb transplant recipients has not yet ended.

Not only that, because the temptation of the branches of the Holy Spirit was shattered, many extraordinary people present were provoked by Quasimo's actions and rolled up their sleeves as if they were ready to fight.

"Forget it, you are no match for me."

As a military superhuman, Cassimo, who successfully assassinated Lynn, glanced at the superhuman.

This group of people belong to the Abundance Church.

All along, they seemed to have been drooling over the Holy Spirit Tree, and even privately believed that it was the "Tree of Plenty" described in the church scriptures. However, due to the majesty of Saint Laurent VI, they had never declared so in public.

"You seem confident?" The extraordinary person from the Church of Plenty said coldly, "What if we also take into account the people behind me?"

"Even if you add the thirteen losers behind you, the ending will be the same."

Extraordinary people who come from the military are often more powerful than those from other forces.

It’s not that the number and quality of the divine factors surpassed them, but in terms of combat skills, the military extraordinary people who have been fighting with the demons on the battlefield for many years are better at chaos and killing.

Hearing this, the extraordinary person of the Church of Plenty frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? There are clearly 26 of us here, how can we..."

However, before he could finish his words, he looked back and suddenly froze.

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At the same time, someone in the crowd finally came to their senses and subconsciously asked, "Do you feel that there seem to be fewer people?"

At the beginning, the entire old factory was filled with teams of extraordinary people sent by various forces.

But the number that came into view at this moment was less than half of what it was just now.

They were clearly all busy dealing with the chaotic scene.

What's more, the main force has not arrived yet. As the parties involved, how could those people give up this opportunity and leave quietly?

But apart from leaving here quietly of his own volition, what other possibilities are there? Could it be an external factor? For a moment, a bad premonition vaguely emerged in my mind.

Everyone's expressions instantly became alert.

Then, a superhuman with a keen sense of hearing raised his voice in horror: "Did you hear any strange noises?!"

Strange noise?

Someone frowned, then held his breath and listened attentively for a while: "There seems to be a rustling sound. Could it be rats running in the sewer?"

"No, it's not that sound!" The man suddenly covered his ears and knelt on the ground in a state of collapse, "That's...that's..."

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

This person's condition is very strange at the moment.

Not only that, ever since the limb transplanter was executed on the spot, the surrounding situation began to become a little weird.

As extraordinary beings, they often come into contact with extraordinary events related to sealed objects and polluters. Therefore, they are very cautious and do not approach them at the first time.

However, the next second, everyone saw a scene that made them feel horrified.

The extraordinary person who claimed that he heard a strange sound covered his ears tightly, his body began to twitch unnaturally, and strands of blood flowed from his fingertips.

"Cuckoo."

Finally, the extraordinary person could no longer bear the sudden pain, and he hunched over and vomited.

Some lumps mixed with gastric juice fell to the ground.

Someone took a closer look and then showed a solemn expression.

Those were a few human fingers.

But why did it suddenly appear in that guy's stomach? Just when they were troubled by this question, something strange happened.

The extraordinary person who had just covered his ears suddenly had a frozen expression on his face.

“Puff!!!”

Under the gaze of everyone, two arms as thick as those of an adult "drilled" out from his ears without any warning.

Although it is called "drilling", in reality, it is more like putting an object of inappropriate size into a narrow passage through pure violence, trying to change its shape with external force and force it in.

The result was naturally no surprise.

Accompanied by the sound of blood and flesh flying, the extraordinary man's head was burst by the two arms that squeezed out of his earlobes.

Blood mixed with brain matter splattered everywhere.

It goes very well with rice.

"alert!!!"

In just a moment, the military extraordinary person Quasimo, who had a relaxed look on his face just now, instantly became serious.

In front of so many fourth-level transcendents at the scene, he was able to kidnap half of the people silently and even curse and pollute them invisibly.

Unless the other party has a higher rank, or a more terrifying and strange seal.

Whatever the possibility, it's not good for them.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two arms that emerged from his ears.

After killing the extraordinary person, the two connected arms did not die with him.

Not only that, but with the support of its fingers, it began to crawl forward in a winding manner like a living thing.

Because of the friction between the nails and the ground, a faint rustling sound was heard.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expression changed again.

Where is it going to climb?

The next target? Or, its creator? In addition, what kind of existence, and how many similar limbs, could make such dense rustling sounds? Wait!

Dense sounds, multiple limbs, serial murders, limb-reattaching people. At this moment, some extraordinary people who were kept in the dark vaguely guessed something through key words and fragments of clues.

At the same time, the rapidly crawling arm completely lost its strength when it reached the edge of the wall. The fingers supporting the entire arm also softened and lay motionless on the ground.

Stopped?

Because there was no source of power? Or at this moment, someone seemed to have discovered something and shouted in a horrified tone: "Look up!"

Everyone raised their heads in the direction of the arm.

Then, they were all met with a pair of blood-red eyes filled with infinite malice.

It was a gecko-like figure, wearing a somewhat tattered black robe of the Tenli Church, with various limbs sewn all over its body, almost completely losing its human appearance, like a disgusting, thick, long worm, entwined on the ceiling of the old factory.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to notice something was wrong." At this moment, the figure laughed sinisterly, "Should I say it's stupidity or greed? As a transcendent in the imperial capital, you actually lost your vigilance because of the immediate benefits, and finally became a part of my body."

As he spoke, he gently moved several bloody limbs on his body. Judging from the skin color and degree of decay, it seemed that they had been installed not long ago.

Then, accompanied by the sound of limbs scratching the walls, a dark curtain of dull light slowly enveloped the entire old factory.

It was like an indestructible barrier; no one could escape before the ritual was completed.

On the other side, someone in the crowd finally murmured in a difficult tone: "Are you the real limb transplanter?"

"That's right." Bershuman smiled sinisterly, gnawing at the flesh of one of the limbs, crawling back and forth like a centipede, "That guy is not the murderer at all. The reason he made such a fuss was just to lure me out."

"It's ridiculous that the only guy who really wanted to do something was killed because of your infighting."

"But I have to thank him."

"Thanks to him for making such a big fuss that you, a group of fourth-level extraordinary people, were gathered here at once. This just happened to meet my promotion requirements and saved me the trouble of hunting you one by one later."

"As a thank you, when this is over, I'll replace your left hand with that boy's."

(End of this chapter)