Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 43 [Divine Punishment! ]

Lieutenant Megan has not yet realized how big a mistake he has made.

"Laila!"

Errol put on the black robe worn by the messenger of God and quietly came out of the bungalow, intending to teach these colonists a lesson, but he happened to see his sister being hit by a bullet and then falling to the ground.

dusty.

Blood quickly flowed out of her petite body, staining the sand red. After struggling on the ground for a few times, the little girl stopped moving completely.

"Do not!!!"

In an instant, Errol's eyes turned red and he roared in disbelief.

Even though he cared more about his career and had greater ambitions, he took it as his responsibility to save his fellow countrymen who were suffering on this land.

But it doesn't mean that Errol would feel good watching his sister die in front of him, he still loves his family.

Is British.

Errol remembered a blood debt in his heart. He clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and looked at the soldiers who quickly surrounded him.

As his fists clenched and his emotions lost control, Errol knew only one thing.

Blood debt - must be repaid with blood!
What about Lieutenant Megan?

He looked at the black-robed man rushing out with surprise and shouted to stop his soldiers: "Don't shoot! Catch him."

Megan didn't hesitate, she stepped over the body of Errol's sister, put the pistol back into her waist, and trotted forward.

He didn't even look at the little girl whose life he had taken away with a single shot.

If you want to blame someone, blame this little girl for having the guts to inform the rebels. The rebels’ families are as hateful as the rebels themselves!
Lieutenant Megan has always insisted that the indigenous people in the colonies should be suppressed with blood and violence.

These natives do not deserve to be treated like gentlemen.

But soon, out of a predator's intuition, Lieutenant Megan discovered that the situation was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

The man in black robe whose face could not be seen suddenly raised his head.

He revealed a very young face, and his appearance was considered handsome among the locals. It was obvious that he was educated and not a poor person.

At this moment, Errol's face was unusually calm.

There was no resentment, no rage, no fear or pleading, no emotion at all, only a deep chill.

Errol stared with his scarlet eyes at the British officer who shot and killed his sister.

"You have angered the gods. You foreign pagans and invaders must be punished by the gods!"

Errol said it in English, so Lieutenant Megan could understand what he meant.

But he was dismissive.

"Pagans? Humph, God is the only faith in this world, and your heretical faith is the one that should be eradicated."

Lieutenant Megan drew his pistol again. The heaviness of the pistol gave him a sense of security.

With a mocking look on his face, he walked closer to Errol.

Lieutenant Megan was a little angry.

Because, at that moment, he was actually afraid of this rebel, afraid of the contemptuous look he would give him! That cold, empty, emotionless look was like looking at an ant.

This made Lieutenant Megan, who considered herself a superior, feel dissatisfied.

Therefore, Lieutenant Megan raised a ferocious smile and signaled the soldiers who were originally planning to carefully approach and capture the "criminal" to stop.

He wanted to save the little face he had lost from this guy.

Anyway, the commander didn't say he wanted rebels with intact bodies, right?

As long as he brings the other person back alive, it will be a great achievement. As for the injuries or limb mutilations, what impact does it have?

"Boss, teach him a lesson."

The surrounding soldiers obviously knew how cruelly their leader treated the natives, so they surrounded Errol with laughter.

I wanted to see how my captain would deal with this disobedient native and teach him an unforgettable lesson.

At this point, they made an even more fatal mistake.

Death is approaching them step by step.

"Come on, did your God tell you how to take revenge on me? Or can He bring that little girl back to life?" "Your God can't protect you at all. The glory will belong to God in the end!"

As for these pagans, Lieutenant Megan always liked to completely belittle their beliefs, watching them break down, become helpless and furious, to reflect her own superior status.

At this time, he stood a few meters in front of Errol.

Start to taunt.

Use the black muzzle of the gun to firmly lock the natives in front of you who may lose their minds.

Lieutenant Megan doesn't want to fall into the trap. If the opponent breaks down and starts cursing, he will shoot him in the thigh without hesitation.

At this time, Lieutenant Megan's death joke was appreciated by other soldiers, and they all joined in the fun.

"Yes, has your God told you how to save you?"

"You are the damned heretic."

"That's right, break his legs sir, shoot him!"

But before they finished their booing.

The next second, Errol, who was originally surrounded and standing in place, suddenly disappeared from the spot.

【Short distance movement! 】

Lieutenant Megan did see Errol's movements, but unfortunately, this was the last thing he saw before he died.

Because at the same time, Lieutenant Megan was punched in the chest by Errol who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"puff--"

Blood splattered everywhere!

With such powerful force, Errol punched Lieutenant Megan directly through the chest.

"What?" Megan murmured in disbelief.

Errol's palm tightly grasped Lieutenant Megan's still beating heart, and then - squeezed it hard.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound was heard, which was the sound of the heart exploding as it could not withstand the huge force.

"This is——Divine Punishment!!!"

Errol's gloomy voice rang in Lieutenant Megan's ears.

Lieutenant Megan's smile froze.

With his eyes dazed and dull, he watched Errol pull out his bloody left hand from his chest.

There was a crushed heart on it, and other organs in Lieutenant Megan's body were pulled out. The scene was bloody and horrifying.

Drops of blood flowed down Errol's arm to the ground, soon gathering into a puddle.

"God has given me power - to clean up this land."

Errol swung his fist, which was harder than steel, and instead of giving up, he struck Lieutenant Megan on the temple.

This time, it was Megan's head that exploded.

"boom!"

Lieutenant Megan's headless body flew far away and fell to the ground, his limbs twitching occasionally.

This scene fell into the eyes of Errol's sister, who was unable to close her eyes until her death. Now her soul can finally rest in peace.

Errol turned around, his black robe falling off.

Facing a group of soldiers who had just reacted, Errol's gray robe was still stained with blood and flesh.

There was an unprecedented fanaticism on his face.

It is because the repressed emotions that have accumulated in my heart for so many years are finally released at this moment.

Errol prayed devoutly to the great god Ra.

Thank God for giving him strength!
At the same time, open your arms to the panicked and screaming soldiers - they will become the first sacrifices to the gods!
"The time has come to pay with blood, heretics!"

(End of this chapter)