Crossing at the same time, all nightmares start

Chapter 25 It’s better to believe that I am Qin Shi Huang than to believe in the devil
Several people holding weapons walked forward along the tire tracks.

When we reached the edge of the grassland and the forest, a dilapidated warehouse came into view.

A boy with a bandage on his nose stood in front of the warehouse door with a dazed look on his face, and was about to walk inside.

Several people followed him and looked into the room through the window.

I saw a group of men and women in white robes kneeling on the ground respectfully.

A wooden mannequin was brought from some store and placed in front of everyone.

Holding a strangely shaped wooden stick, his head was removed and thrown aside, and replaced with a half-rotten girl's head.

Beneath the statue was a thick ancient book made of unknown material, and a dagger with a skull carved on the tail.

The boy seemed to be pulled by some force, and he walked blankly along the path left by the man in white robes to this strange "statue".

Behind him, the old man who had been reported to the police station by Matthew slowly stood up and walked respectfully to the boy.

"Charlie, you're okay now."

The old man's tone was full of excitement.

"No, I shouldn't call you Charlie. I should call you Lord Baimon."

Having said this, the old man pointed to the little girl's head on the statue.

“We summoned you facing northwest, and initially you were accidentally possessed by this girl, Charlie’s sister.

Now we have corrected that mistake and brought you this healthy male body.

We have summoned the evil undead from hell through the Book of the Dead. With their power, we offer the souls of 100,000 living beings as sacrifices and ask for your coming.

Please teach us all that we do not know, and bring us knowledge, glory, wealth, and excellent servants."

The old man walked up to the statue, took the crown made of human skin from the little girl's head, and raised it tremblingly to Charlie's head.

"As soon as you put on the crown, everything will officially begin."

The crown slowly fell, just as it was about to be placed on Charles' head.

"boom!"

Gunshots suddenly rang out from outside the window.

A bullet hit the crown accurately and knocked it out.

Immediately afterwards, the warehouse door collapsed, crushing the two men in white robes underneath.

"I wonder why the room stinks so much."

Matthew stepped across the door with a cold expression and walked in slowly.

The raindrops slid down the priest's robe, making a "tick, tick" sound on the floor.

"It turns out there's a group of maggots here."

Peter and others followed Matthew into the warehouse.

Quickly take advantage of the situation.

"Don't move, put your hands on your head!"

Looking at the strange "statue" made of the little girl's head in front of him, Peter's breathing became heavy and his eyes were filled with flames of anger.

The veins popped out of the hand holding Winchester.

"You, you actually"

"Peter!"

Mr. Warren called out hastily to wake him.

"Don't let the devil influence your mind."

However, the white-robed man in the room did not react at all to their arrival.

Even with the muzzle of a gun against his head, he still knelt on the ground respectfully, not moving at all.

"So it's you, Father Crystal."

The ceremony that was about to succeed was interrupted, but the old man calmed down instead.

He looked at Matthew calmly, his dark eyes like the abyss.

"Are you here to stop me?"

"if not?"

"Father, you are too narrow-minded."

The old man spread his hands to Matthew.

The voice was low and seemed to carry some kind of bewitching power.

"Have you ever thought about the purpose of becoming a priest? Is your faith in God sincere?
Do you dare to say that at some point you have never desired power, money, glory, or even beauty?
Have you ever thought about going one step further in your career as a priest and becoming a bishop, or even the Pope?"

"I have thought about it." Matthew admitted without hesitation.

"That's right, but when you need these, can your God help you?"

"I can't help you. Not only can I not help you, but I'm also trying to trick you."

The old man slowly began to laugh.

"What's the point of serving such a God?
What he can't give you, someone else can give you.

Father Christo, join us, the great Lord Baimon can grant you everything you want.

Whether it's honor, money or women."

"Matthew! Don't be seduced by him!"

Peter called out from behind. Matthew ignored him.

He cast his gaze towards the two headless corpses kneeling at the front of the team.

Those are Charlie's parents.

Charlie's sister's head was hung on the statue.

"So, this is your reason for killing Charlie's family and sacrificing 100,000 Santa Monica residents?"

"It's a small price to pay for success."

"That is nice."

Matthew pulled out the M1911 from his waist.

“Since your god is so powerful, why don’t we play a game.

I have seven rounds in my pistol, and if it jams seven times in a row, I'm going to reload."

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"you"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The magazine was emptied instantly.

All seven bullets hit the old man's head accurately.

Blow his head directly.

A mixture of red and white unknown objects splattered all over the strange statue behind him.

"Tsk, your god is not that good."

Matthew looked coldly at the corpse on the ground.

"Can you believe the devil's words?

Do you believe I am Qin Shi Huang? If so, V me 200."

At this moment, the man kneeling in the front row slowly raised his head and let out an old voice.

“Father, God gave me”

Matthew appeared in front of him almost instantly.

He pinched the top of his head with one hand.

Drink lightly.

"Purification."

A golden beam of light shot straight into the sky.

The old voice suddenly cried out in an extremely miserable voice.

Surrounded by the golden beam of light, Matthew exerted a little force and lifted himself up.

A translucent soul was forcibly pulled out of the man's body.

Then he threw it hard to the ground.

It was the old man who had just presided over the sacrifice.

Matthew pinched the soul's head with his right hand, raised his left hand high into a fist, and all the magic circuits in his body lit up at the same time.

"Enhancing magic, Bajiquan, body destruction, special attack against spirits!"

The fist came down with a strong wind, hitting the chest of the soul that should have been in an illusory state.

But it made a sound of hitting flesh!
"Oh!"

A huge hole suddenly exploded in the old man's soul chest!
"Father, I will never let you go after I return to hell!"

"You can't go back."

Matthew sneered.

“Sinful souls cannot enter heaven, nor can they return to hell.

Today, I will make your soul fly away and you will never be reborn!
Divine punishment!"

The old man's eyes suddenly widened.

The next moment, extremely bright golden lightning suddenly burst out from Matthew's whole body.

Selina's expression changed drastically, and she quickly jumped out of the warehouse and hid under the window.

The others only saw a flash of white light before their eyes, and then they could not see anything clearly.

When their vision returned, there was only a black mark of a human figure on the floor beneath Matthew.

That is the only remaining trace of Baimon's loyal followers in the world.

Matthew stomped on the ground and the floor exploded.

The last trace disappeared.

All the kneeling people fell to the ground at the same time.

The souls of these people have long since disappeared, and the remaining bodies are just empty shells.

Matthew picked up the human skin crown, burned it into a pile of ashes in the holy light, and then took the little girl's head off the statue.

Gently close her eyes.

"My name is Matthew Crystal. Tell them my name when you get to heaven. I have someone above me, kid."

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