Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

He found that because he witnessed the evil process of the little girl's soul being devoured, he was so angry that he forgot some things.

That is Jeff still in the confessional in the church in front.

He told the other person to just wait for him a little bit, but he completely forgot about the other person.

In his opinion, the other party was not entangled by the devil, but just happened to meet the devil. There was no need to worry too much.

Therefore, the Bible and holy water only provide some psychological comfort to the other person, just like a psychologist's treatment method.

He didn't take it seriously as the other party was not dangerous.

But now, this guy didn't know what he had offended. He was not killed by the devil. Instead, he was shot to death when he walked out of the door the moment he finished praying.

The other party’s death might have something to do with him.

After all, it was he who made the other party completely feel at ease and think that they were protected, so they lost their usual vigilance.

"Alas! It looks like we'll have to wait a little longer before we can continue cooking."

Ron took off his apron and walked out of the church. Jeff's body was lying there quietly. A dirty stray dog ​​with some psoriasis on its face was licking Jeff's brains that had spilled on the ground.

Seeing Ron appear, the dog subconsciously bared its teeth and growled softly, trying to protect its food.

For it, this is just a free meal, it is its prey.

It has nothing to do with humans or anything like that, both sides are not from the same ethnic group.

"I know you are unconscious, but you shouldn't eat us. It's not your fault. It's because your cognition is too low, but it's unforgivable." Ron said softly when he saw the wild dog.

I just saw the little girl being devoured by the devil.

Even if the behavior of the stray dog ​​in front of him was ignorant, what difference did it make? Ron became more and more clear in his heart at this moment.

Human beings are human beings, and those he wants to protect are also human beings.

Rather than some alien race.

The bloodshot in his eyes grew thicker, and his understanding of mania increased a little. With just a casual glance, he saw the wild dog that was circling and barking around Jeff's body to protect its food. With a wailing sound, it was twisted into a ball.

Ron walked forward and reached out to touch the wild dog's abdomen.

His hand was like a sharp scalpel, and when it touched the soft fur and flesh on its abdomen, the flesh was automatically separated.

The intestines inside were cut open by an invisible force, and a mass of white substance gathered in Ron's palm.

That was Jeff's brain swallowed by wild dogs.

The priest held it in his palm, and Jeff's body beside him was controlled by an invisible force and slowly floated up.

The white substance in the palm of his hand was poured into his open skull.

The debris on the ground around, including the broken crown of the head, all floated back automatically.

Jeff was pieced together, including the soil beneath his body when he died, and the body of the wild dog. They were all floated back into the church and thrown into the prayer room.

Ron laid Jeff flat in the confessional, and then covered his body with the soil he brought with him, burying it.

The Bible was placed on top of his forehead.

The wild dog was thrown at the feet like a sacrifice.

He returned to the kitchen and continued to cook his devilish cuisine, truly dark cuisine.

Five minutes passed in the confessional.

The originally ordinary raised mound of earth suddenly seeped out layers of blood. The blood became more and more, until the entire soil turned scarlet and collapsed downwards.

The blood-red color touched the wild dog corpse next to it, and its flesh, blood, and fur melted instantly and turned into pulp, even the bones were no exception.

All of this sticky red liquid melted into the soil. Poof!
A skeletal arm suddenly stretched out straight from the center of the mound.

Next came the shoulder blade, the head, and the body, until a complete skeleton sat up completely in the sunken pit.

The skeleton opened its mouth as if it wanted to speak, but since it had no Adam's apple, no sound came out.

In the red soil, the blood was like iron sand attracted by a magnet, constantly moving towards the sitting skeleton.

Flesh and blood continued to grow on the bones.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that all the soil returned to its original color and even the moisture was absorbed.

The skeleton on the ground has completely regained its flesh and blood, and it is Jeff.

"What happened to me? I remember being beaten to death, didn't I?"

Jeff regained consciousness and looked at his body in confusion, then looked at himself in the confessional and the Bible that had fallen to the ground.

"Could it be that I fell asleep while praying? The scene where I was shot and killed just now was just an illusion."

"Pah, what is this!"

He suddenly felt his mouth itchy, as if something was stuck between his teeth. He reached out and pulled out a gray hair, about the length of a finger, curved and very thin. It did not look like human hair, but more like animal hair.

"This dream is too real. The suffocating feeling of death and the cold feeling of the brain being exposed to the air are just like they really happened."

Jeff reached out and touched his intact crown.

He looked down again and saw a collapsed pit about half a meter deep in the confessional floor.

"How is this going?"

Jeff thought about his nightmare, and suddenly he felt that maybe the priest had performed an exorcism ceremony on him while he was asleep, and these things were produced during the ceremony.

I feel that my body seems to be very relaxed, as if I have endless energy.

Even after having ten massages, I didn't feel this good.

This feeling was a hundred times more refreshing and relaxing than the one he had when he was 13 years old and communicating with Aunt Mena next door.

He finally confirmed that he was definitely being protected.

"So this is the feeling of being blessed? No wonder so many people have faith. From now on, I am a firm believer in justice and will never coexist with evil!" Jeff swore to himself.

He also decided to close the company immediately after returning home, and then quickly pay the church donation promised to the pastor.

"But before leaving, I still have to thank the pastor in person."

With this in mind, Jeff walked through the church corridor and pushed open the door to the backyard. He saw the open basement, but seeing the pitch-black passage, he thought it was impossible for the pastor to be here.

I continued searching until I heard a sound in the kitchen.

"Ron, are you in there?"

"You're alive, I'm here, come in." Ron's voice came from the kitchen as expected.

alive?

He should be awake!

Jeff suspected that he had heard it wrong, but he didn't think much about it. Perhaps it was due to geographical reasons, and the spoken expressions in different places had different meanings.

After praying and purifying my heart, I feel like I have been reborn. Isn't it just living again?

With this mentality, he entered the kitchen.

The moment he entered, Jeff's body froze in place, and he felt like running away. (End of this chapter)