Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

As this gas appeared, the five people present, except Wu Heng, suddenly felt dizzy.

"Stay awake!" Bahar reminded, reaching out and pinching his thigh.

Others hurried to follow suit.

"Ian, what are you doing? I'm your sister, we are your family, and since you know us, why are you doing this?" Lini couldn't help but ask.

"Come back, Ian, let's get out of here together!"

She stretched out her hands, made a hugging gesture, and wanted to call Ian over to influence him with the power of family affection.

"elder sister!"

Ian paused for a moment in the spell he was reciting. He tilted his head, looked at Lini and shouted.

"Yes, I am your sister. Come here, let's leave here together. We will never give up on you this time."

"Hehe." Facing Lini's sincere words, Ian smiled innocently and laughed twice, but shook his head slightly, "No, this is my home."

“This will be your home, too.”

At this point, he suddenly roared in a childish voice: "I will not leave, and neither can you."

As he screamed, his pupils turned completely black, and his mouth was also completely dark.

With his pale appearance, he looks like Toshio from The Grudge.

A stream of low, obscure spells kept coming out of his mouth, like countless mosquitoes and flies buzzing.

The sound vibrated in the air, and along with its tone, the smoke coming out of the burning red fruits also twisted continuously along with its frequency.

The zombies around also kept making strange movements.

The circle of fire began to shrink.

The zombies also kept approaching the crowd through the circle of fire.

"How could it turn out like this!" Lini couldn't believe that her younger brother, who had regained consciousness, didn't recognize her.

He also wanted to kill his own family.

"Lini, he is Ian, but he is not your brother."

"This is just his nature!" Bahar said in a deep voice.

He reached out and opened the back of his waist, pulling out a pistol. For a mysterious sniper in the news, a firearm, such as a hot weapon, must be carried with him.

"Let me break this relationship once and for all."

Bahar raised his pistol and pointed it at Ian, his youngest child whom he once loved the most and for whom his wife and mother had sacrificed their lives.

boom!
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit Ian right between the eyebrows.

But there was no sound of hitting, it just floated quietly in the air.

Just because at this moment, a phantom of a demon with horns emerged from Ian's upper body in the form of smoke, like a virtual shell.

He stared at everyone with eyes full of sulfur and fire, and blocked the bullet for Ian.

"This is his essence, his soul! The son of Satan." Bahar, who saw this scene, fired repeatedly, but it had no effect at all.

Until the magazine is completely empty.

"It seems there is no way, Rahmat, do you have any special method?" He turned his head and looked at Wu Heng.

If Wu Heng has no way to deal with the current situation, then the group will probably die here.

"I told you, I'm waiting for someone." Wu Heng turned his head and looked towards the dark direction of the other forest where everyone was heading. "You're not the only person I'm waiting for." "What?"

"Is there any support?" Wisnu on the side asked happily.

When everyone heard this, they were also surprised. They didn't expect Wu Heng to have considered so many things. But was there really a rescue? Why hadn't they appeared yet?

Just when everyone was confused.

Suddenly, a strange sound of footsteps was heard in the dark forest. It didn't sound like human footsteps, but rather like a lawn mower moving through the jungle.

tom!
Suddenly, dozens of human heads were thrown out from the jungle one after another like a ball being kicked around.

At the same time, two figures, one old and one strong, walked out, each holding a zombie's head in their hands.

He threw it casually into the pile of zombies.

"Looks like we're still in time!" Quick looked at the six people who were surrounded and gently moved his shoulders.

"No, we are still late."

"It seems that many people have been converted into believers. In a sense, they are already dead. The breath of Satan has invaded their souls, and their will and life essence have been distorted."

"Without a strong will, their lives will never be free from Satan, and they will only become puppets enslaved by him!"

When Budman said this, he looked at Bahar.

According to his investigations over the years, the middle-aged man in front of him with slightly drooped shoulders seemed to be the only one who had escaped the shackles of Satanism through his own will.

What an amazing willpower.

But now he sensed a strong smell of blood from Bahar, which made him doubt. Has the other party really escaped from the control of Satanism?

Feeling Buddiman's scrutinizing eyes and the strength he showed by easily throwing out more than a dozen zombie heads.

Just as Lini was about to explain, the little boy Wisnu next to her shouted, "My father is a mysterious sniper. He has always been doing good and punishing evil, and has never killed innocent people."

Following these words, Budimán reacted instantly.

He shook his head slightly: "It seems that you have also been deceived by Satanism."

"Even if you really complete the Thousand Killings and collect the index fingers of 1000 people, you may not necessarily get the forgiveness of Satanism. Instead, you will be valued more by them. And the value of Satanism means turning you into an evil spirit!"

"The word within them is called 'the gift'."

Budman's words made Bahar feel even more ashamed. He had to admit that he was indeed a little naive before and even wanted to reach an agreement with Satanism.

"Well, this smoke seems to have changed." Seeing the two people chatting, Tali, who was standing by, became anxious and pointed at the smoke in the air that had gradually twisted and turned into the shape of a ghost.

"I'll do it! After the previous learning, I just happened to have some new ideas."

Quick stepped forward.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd with their mouths wide open, solidified scars appeared on his upper body, showing them to everyone.

The normal human legs in the lower body became a mixture of flesh and metal.

Two gears emerged from the knees, like rotating capstans.

Click, click, click!
Quick took two mechanical steps forward. The metallic feel of his flesh and metal intertwined with each other, along with his tense muscles, made people doubt whether his fragile muscles could bear such a huge amount of metal.

I can't help but worry that his lower body will collapse while he's walking.
However, this did not happen.

Quick stretched his hands to his sides, and his arms instantly extended and pierced into the ground, like two slanted tree stumps. (End of this chapter)