Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

If it is an important moment, the contract is just a piece of paper that can be changed at will. It means nothing to them. Kevin is just a human soul.

"So what should I do now? I don't even know what I should do now!" Kevin asked.

"You stay here first." The man with a mustache stroked his beard and said, "I'll go report first."

Kevin was inside the Golden Can Company, enjoying a delicious meal while waiting.

In the woods at Rye Fork, deep in the triangular pit, as the clear air gradually gathered, a white human hand suddenly broke out of the mud and stretched out from the deep pit.

Soon afterwards, a young man in a white suit and with an extremely handsome face climbed out of the pit.

His body looked no different from that of an ordinary person, and he didn't carry any fierce aura, but his eyes were filled with an eerie sense of calmness.

He looked at the surrounding environment and sniffed.

An invisible lingering breath came from the ground into his nostrils.

"The power of the devil and a strange power that is somewhat similar to Satan!" He muttered to himself, analyzed it, and then took a step forward and walked in the direction Kevin left to chase.

After he left, there was a slight fluctuation in the air.

Naoko appeared here.

Naoko had partially erased the aura of Pastor Ron and Jeff, so that they could only smell the remnants of Satan's power, but it was also extremely dim.

Only Kevin himself had a very strong devilish aura, so the figure was heading towards the direction of the Gold Can Company where Kevin was.

After Naoko confirmed the other party's whereabouts, she reported the news to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng, who had returned to Anita's apartment in Grogel District with everyone else, smiled slightly when he received the news: "It seems that these monsters have surfaced."

Anita and Lini used the food in the apartment and with the help of Ian, they made a lunch and served it to everyone.

Inside the room, Budimand and Quick, who possessed manic powers, looked at each other with Anita.

They felt the same situation from each other, but there seemed to be some differences. The power of both sides belonged to completely different systems, and they didn't know whether the other party was one of their own.

"I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to introduce myself. My name is Anita and this is my home. My family was very happy, but everything was ruined by Satanism. My parents both died at the hands of Satanism."

"Hello, my name is Buddiman. I have been investigating Satanism all my life. This is Quick. He has been implicated!"

"Budiman? You are the editor of that supernatural magazine! I have read the book you wrote. Is it you?"

"Yes, it's me." Budman nodded.

"I didn't expect that the stories you wrote for the magazine were all true. I only realized it after considering my own situation. Unfortunately, I realized it too late."

Budimán sighed, "There is no other way. My power is too weak. I can only remind you in this roundabout way. I dare not even write it too directly. Otherwise, if the Satanists find out, everything will be destroyed."

"Damn Satanism, what on earth do they want to do!" Anita clenched her fists in anger.

"I don't know, but they should be planning a huge conspiracy. I have already sensed some clues. It is very likely related to welcoming the coming of Satan."

"This world is not one where they can come as they please, but Satanism has been lurking for a long time because of this. Almost every year, the sons of Satan come to this world, but after they are born, they hide and do not show up in reality." "And according to my investigation, it seems that other forces in the dark are also ambushing these sons of Satan. There is more than one dark force in this world, Satanism!" Budman told all the results of his investigations over the years.

Then he looked at Anita and said, "Ms. Anita, I have something to ask you."

"You said."

"May I ask how you got your power?"

"My power." Anita looked at Wu Heng, but Wu Heng didn't say anything.

All Anita can say is: "I sought this strength on my own with the help of someone."

"So that's it!"

"What about yours?"

"To be honest, we investigated a secret Satanist base in the United States, but we were ambushed by Satanists. When we woke up, we gained this extraordinary power, which is related to our emotions."

"Emotion? Is it fear?"

"No, it's mania. Could it be that Miss Anita is experiencing fear?" Anita nodded.

Only then did they realize that the situations of the three people seemed to be indeed different, and their power attributes were also different.

"So what is it that gave us the power? Is it so that we can deal with Satanism?" Budiman frowned in confusion.

Quick picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, then said: "No matter what gave us the power, we are here to deal with Satanism anyway."

"It's still a bit difficult for us mortals to do this. Since we have the power, why not use it? Anyway, we can kill more Satanists and demons, just like the apartment stronghold we destroyed this time. At least we can save people, right?"

After hearing Quick's frank words, Buddiman was stunned for a moment and nodded, saying, "You are right. Compared with using ordinary people's methods to investigate, being timid and hesitant, being able to obtain such power is definitely a good thing, at least in dealing with Satanism."

Budman has regarded the action against Satanism as his life's responsibility, and he has spent the first half of his life in this area.

Now that I have the power to deal with Satanism, I am naturally happy in my heart.

The nearly 40-year investigation made him realize the helplessness in his heart and the ordinariness of physical strength. Those evil spirits are a mysterious force that even the military cannot control.

"Before we left, the terrifying aura we felt when the Son of Satan died seemed to be sending a signal to the surroundings. Perhaps we can't stay here for long. We must leave as soon as possible."

Just when everyone was discussing.

At the market in the civilian district of Mandala, a sexy woman in a short professional skirt came to the empty market.

It's already daybreak.
But there was no vendor in this market at the moment.

All the people from nearby areas who came here to eat left after being surprised.

The entire market gradually became empty, and everyone knew that the market was closed. (End of this chapter)