Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Caroline also looked at Kevin, and then belatedly looked at Jeff with an apologetic expression.

Jeff felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, but forced a nonchalant expression and turned his head away. Jeff, who was standing next to him, immediately nodded and said, "Then I understand."

"Latest report: The FBI found a head at the edge of the sinkhole, within the collapsed alleyway; according to on-site experts, the body appears to have been buried underground by the collapsed sinkhole."

The reporter on TV suddenly revealed a scene.

"It's him!" Kevin exclaimed immediately, pointing at the screen.

"What?" Jeff asked, puzzled.

"This head belongs to my boss, the devil who once controlled me. It seems he has been killed."

"Do you think your boss would betray you?" Jeff asked.

“Oh, Fuck, that’s a devil. I don’t think there’s any need for such pointless speculation.”

"Would you, as gang leaders, take the blame for your underlings?"

"Of course not. I have to be on the front lines. If my underlings go in, I can bail them out, but if I go in, I can't count on them," Jeff replied matter-of-factly.

"That makes sense. To them, I'm just a lackey."

"Alright, looks like we need to speed things up and escape!"

Both of them felt that the other would definitely expose Kevin, and why would anyone risk their life to cover it up for him!

Kevin himself was a nobody, a nobody who did the dirty work, and he was also the culprit behind this incident.

As the two men were talking, the mustachioed man's head, which had just been sealed in a transparent bag, was on the television screen under the watchful eyes of everyone.

With a whoosh, it spontaneously combusted instantly.

The policeman was holding its hand, and although he reacted quickly and let go, three of its fingers were still burned off in place. Fortunately, the flames did not continue to burn upwards and spread to his arm.

The flames, slightly white, seemed to possess an extremely strong corrosive quality.

Even a tiny bit of contamination caused immense harm.

"That mustachioed boss you mentioned must have been a pretty powerful devil, I never expected him to die like that!"

Ron floored the accelerator. With his current physique and reaction speed, driving, even the fastest race car, was like a snail crawl for him, and he could handle it steadily.

But when Kevin saw the mustache disappear from his head in the video, he felt a strange sense of panic.

A sense of foreboding lingered in his chest; he felt as if things weren't so simple and something unexpected was about to happen.

The vehicle had been traveling on the highway for half an hour.

Ron frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "The church has been destroyed!"

"what?!"

"So fast?" Everyone was immediately surprised.

"No, it's actually much slower than I expected, something's not right."

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"It's a good thing, but what's coming will come eventually. We can only try our best to get out of here." Ron's expression was full of doubt. "But why haven't they caught up with us yet after so long?"

He slightly turned the steering wheel and turned onto a side road, creating a greater distance from the church.

According to his calculations, if the devil from the Gold Can Company betrayed Kevin...

That powerful avatar from hell should catch up to the church within five minutes at most.

But now half an hour has passed and they've only just arrived, so the trip has clearly been delayed a lot.

Just at this time,
Kevin, sitting in the back seat, suddenly clutched his heart in pain, letting out a muffled groan as his body began to convulse. "What's wrong, Kevin? What's wrong!" Caroline, sitting beside him, asked anxiously.

Then he turned to Ron in the driver's seat and said, "Priest, please help me see what's wrong with him. Is it because of an organ rejection reaction?"

Ron glanced in the rearview mirror and shook his head slightly.

"It can't be a rejection reaction. Such a reaction doesn't exist for mysterious forces. His body is no longer considered human!"

"Jeff, you drive, I'll take a look." Ron shifted slightly and switched places with Jeff in the passenger seat.

Kevin, who possesses the strength of an intermediate-level spellcaster, is also beyond the realm of ordinary people when it comes to driving. After taking the steering wheel, he continued to drive at high speed, overtaking one car after another on the road.

This prompted the startled drivers around them to hurl insults and curses.

But their curses could only fade away with the wind.

Ron turned to look at Jeff in the back seat, whose heart was pounding wildly, growing louder and louder, almost like a drumbeat.

"A strange and evil aura is emanating from his body."

A golden light appeared in Ron's eyes, containing a white mist within, making him look like a purified evil spirit. He carefully observed Jeff's chest.

"This is... the power of the devil."

"It's almost identical to the power he received before, only more concentrated, and his heart is gestating."

"Pastor, please help him."

"No, I didn't sense any danger from it. Let's wait and see."

As Kevin's heartbeat grew stronger, his right chest gradually swelled up, transforming from a flat chest into a B cup, then a C cup, and it continued to expand.

It is extremely disproportionate compared to its left chest.

Caroline dared not touch it anymore, because the heartbeat seemed to carry a burning sensation, making her palms numb.

Kevin's lips gradually turned black, and hot steam billowed from his nostrils as he breathed, as if his body was being boiled.

Click!

On the right side of his chest, where his heart is located, a vertical scorch mark about the length of an index finger suddenly appeared on his clothes, revealing the skin where his heart was.

The crowd discovered that the wound did not spread from the skin, but rather from inside his heart; there was also a crack the length of an index finger on his skin.

The sound of his heartbeat came through more clearly, and his right chest was splitting open.

as time flows.

A completely black mass, with faint sparks within, looked powerful, constantly leaping, radiating a dark aura—a heart.

Like a ripe fruit, it burst forth from Kevin's chest.

“I think I know why that powerful clone was so slow in catching up?” Ron stared at Kevin’s heart in his chest. “Looks like you didn’t betray us.”

"Am I right? It's the owner of the Gold Can Company, Kevin's former boss!"

“Yes, it’s terrifying. Even if I revealed Kevin’s information, I still couldn’t survive.” A faint, almost delirious voice came from within the black heart.

"I only added a few things to Kevin's body, but I never expected it to become his only chance to survive. My soul is now just a few fragments, enough to last for a while."

"Time is limited. My heart is the beacon. If you want to escape its pursuit, you must first find the devil's altar and sacrifice my heart."

"This is the only way for me and you to survive!"

After the black heart made that sound, it dimmed, and only a faint beating could be heard.

A dazed Kevin recalled the gentle pat on the shoulder from his mustachioed boss when he left the company, a feeling he'd had at the time. Now he understood. (End of Chapter)