Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 189 [Rainy Night Serenade]

As Sandro's words rang in Ethan's ears.

The sound of the sacrificial words suddenly became huge and roaring, as if that was the only sound left in the whole world.

Everyone who entered the molting house with Ethan prostrated themselves on the ground and worshiped the statue.

Even the strongest Joseph was no exception. He seemed to be still struggling, but the light in his eyes was fading away bit by bit.

He seemed desperate.

And Ethan was still standing.

His 'true God's name' was still helping him resist.

But at the same time, Sandro's words kept ringing in his ears: "Ethan, do you know what your biggest weakness is? It's that you're too emotional. It was like that last time with Vincent, and it's the same this time. You can't get away with it every time, so... join me, I will help you digest these useless parts, and from now on, only your decisiveness and your wisdom will remain..."

"bring it on!"

The next moment, a hand seemed to really reach out from the statue of Sandro, asking Ethan to shake it.

Ethan tried to mobilize the power in the crown to fight against Sandro's erosion.

As a result, the effect was not that significant and he could only move a few fingers.

Sandro continued his temptation: "It's useless, Ethan. You may be able to use his power, but it will only work on me once. There won't be a second time. So, accept your fate and hug me!"

Sandro's hand was getting closer.

Ethan's hand had already reached his waist.

"Do not."

next second.

The light penetrated the entire weird, terrifying and twisted molting house.

Along with Sandro's hand, those indescribable sacrificial words all disappeared.

Ethan finally regained his physical freedom, while the others were still trapped in that state of worship.

Only Joseph woke up the fastest. After all, he was the strongest. After waking up, he immediately vomited wildly.

It wasn't just disgusting, it was scary.

Just now, in fact, it was not long, but it felt extremely long to him. For the first time in his life, he felt so fragile, as if he was about to die.

In the past, even when he was in a bloody fight on the battlefield and his life was at stake, he did not feel this fear.

He vomited quite a bit before stopping, then looked at Ethan and whispered, "Thank you."

Ethan was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Fortunately, he asked Living Flame to make him an alchemical bag and kept the Saint Quanti's staff in it.

Otherwise, this time, something might really happen.

Fortunately, Saint Quanti's power is still strong enough.

He took one last look at Sandro's statue, then smashed it completely to pieces.

Afterwards, Anya, Vincent and the others woke up one after another. They immediately took the still intoxicated Herosh and Shadow away from this house of horror.

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Two hours later.

Ethan and the others have returned to the Prohibition Bureau.

The other two groups also came back.

Their operation went smoothly without any accidents, and they also rescued all the people Ethan asked them to rescue.

They gathered a lot of people along the way, but didn't bring them all back. Most of the people actually stayed at home, and then some sheriffs or members of the Pauletta family who were in good condition were assigned to be on guard.

Only a portion of the people who were in very poor condition were brought back and placed near the Prohibition Bureau.

Of course, what they brought back were more combat-ready forces.

It can be said that after such a round of sweeping and gathering, the chaos in Winster has been quickly quelled.

At least the monsters had been killed or driven away. The Prohibition Bureau's analysis of the rainwater revealed that it did contain pollutants, but the levels were low and within a controllable range. The supplies Heisenberg brought from the capital included a variety of medications, including some that could suppress the pollution.

As long as people with severe conditions take this medicine and the source of pollution is removed, there will be no problem.

The source of pollution is naturally Sandro.

"We have to go to the sewers."

As for the current situation, they have basically got the situation under their control. As long as they can get rid of Sandro, the heavy rain that has been bothering Winster will be gone.

At present, they cannot find any trace of Sandro, but it is not necessary for them to go looking for him. It is also possible to let Sandro come out by himself.

They now all know that the key to the entire pollution, or sacrifice, is underground, in the sewers.

If they went into the sewers to destroy the key, would Sandro just sit there and wait for death?
No one opposed this resolution.

And, we can't wait any longer.

Do it immediately.

Because no one knows to what extent this sacrifice has progressed, they still have too little known information.

Just why Sandro was Osvaldo was difficult for them to decipher.

Then we can only fight fast and make it impossible for Sandro to carry out his plan calmly.

After eating something and resting for a while, everyone got ready again and prepared to enter the sewer.

In view of the situation Ethan and his friends encountered in the Shedding House, Heisenberg also dispatched a batch of amulets.

These amulets are specially made in the shape of a book, which is actually a miniature version of the kingdom's code. It is said that each amulet contains a large amount of law rhyme, which is enough to cut through most mental attacks.

Before night falls.

Ethan and his friends have arrived at the nearest sewer entrance near the Prohibition Bureau.

After checking their equipment for the last time, everyone began to jump into the sewer one by one.

Most of the people who came for this operation were elites.

Heisenberg, Marvin, Joseph, and those with real names above level two in the two bureaus.

Plus Ethan and Anya.

Ned did not come because he wanted to stay behind to prevent Sandro from attacking the rear.

As the last person entered the deep sewer.

Night finally fell.

At the same time, there is a pair of eyes watching all this.

The owner of these eyes is none other than the former barrister Duval.

Of course, now, he is also Sandro.

He withdrew his gaze from the window, first went to the gramophone, selected a serenade and started playing, then poured himself a glass of wine, drank it and started dancing solo.

While jumping, he came to the sofa.

On the sofa, there was a person sitting there. This person should have been dead.

Victoria.

Vito smiled almost the same smile as Sandro and quietly enjoyed the music.

When the music came to an end, Sandro also drank the last sip of wine, then he stretched out a hand and shook hands with Vito.

The next moment.

The two people began to merge quickly and dissipate.

Eventually, both Vidor and Duvall vanished.

Sitting on the sofa again was a brand new, brand new, metallic-luster Sandro.

He opened his arms and closed his eyes, as if listening to something.

(End of this chapter)