Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 192 [Wildfire Spreads]

It's still raining.

University of Winchester.

Time goes back ten minutes.

Gustav's laboratory.

The slimy, deformed monster has sneaked into the room filled with various papers, books and tomes.

A strong fishy smell instantly filled the air.

But Gustav was still concentrating on the work at hand. He just sniffed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with the smell. Otherwise, he had no other reaction.

Just as he turned another page and wrote a new word.

The two monsters had already reached behind him, and their extremely sharp claws pierced his body from both sides, bringing up a fierce evil wind.

This should have been an unsurprising attack. After all, Gustav was just a scholar who spent years immersed in the laboratory. He would probably be out of breath after running a few steps.

But the next moment.

Gustav seemed to have finally realized something. His eyebrows twitched, and the words he wrote, including the words on the papers scattered in the laboratory, suddenly seemed to come alive. They all emerged and turned into layers of barriers, blocking his body. The attacks of the two monsters were all ineffective. They crashed into the barrier and made a dull sound almost like metal clashing.

At this time, Gustav finally reacted.

He looked at the two extremely ferocious monsters behind him with a terrified expression, and at the same time he had no idea what was going on with the barrier that appeared around him.

But seeing that the two monsters were about to pounce on him again, he threw the pen in his hand away in desperation.

As a result, the moment the pen was swung, the pages and books in the room began to vibrate together, and a large amount of text flew out and attached to the pen.

The pen suddenly turned into a giant sword and cut the two monsters in half in an instant.

Gustav was a little stunned.

He looked at his hands and then at the two dead monsters.

I think I understand a little bit.

He seems to...

Possessed unimaginable power.

At this moment, his expression moved, as if he heard something. Then, he waved his hand, and the papers on the ground quickly condensed into a flying carpet. He stepped on it, and actually rushed out of the laboratory and flew outside.

He was very fast and in a moment he arrived at the place where people were relocated after the heavy rain at Winster University today.

At this time, the killing was already spreading.

Those who have transformed into monsters are wantonly hunting students and faculty members.

Gustav lowered his flying carpet, and with a movement of his hands, words flew out from the carpet, turning into flames, sharp blades, or shadows, constantly blocking and bombarding the monsters.

In less than a moment, the chaos was resolved.

When Gustav flew back into the sky and looked down at the entire situation, there were no monsters on the ground. There were even a few soldiers formed from shadows, waiting for his orders.

He actually didn't quite understand what his abilities were, he just subconsciously wanted to save these people.

At this moment, the people on the ground were either crying with joy or grief. Some recognized him and called out to him, "Is it... Professor Gustav? Great to see you here."

This person is naturally El.

In fact, Gustav usually lives a secluded life and few people in school know him.

Gustav saw an acquaintance and quickly lowered his flying carpet. He asked in confusion, "El, what happened here?"

"I...I don't know either."

El was almost crying. He really didn't know why he had so many troubles as a principal. It was bad enough that the school anniversary didn't go well, but now so many people had died.

He felt his life was hopeless."Where's Ethan?" Gustav asked again.

He only knows a few people, and Ethan is the one he is most familiar with. I heard that he is here today too, so where is he?

"Ethan went back to the city..." El hesitated to speak. If the school had become like this, what would the situation be like in the city?

El didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Gustav looked towards the city, as if he saw something.

at the same time.

In the sewer.

Light and bullets burst out together, just at the moment when Sandro was distracted.

The light successfully swallowed up the sweeping waves and surrounded Sandro, while the bullet was aimed at Sandro's head.

There is no doubt that sniping at such a close distance will be more powerful.

The light flashed and disappeared.

Ethan has seized this opportunity and rushed into the core battle circle.

His idea was simple. He had seen how powerful Sandro was and knew that even if he was attacked by San Quanti's strength and sniped at close range, it would be difficult to kill him.

So, he decided to use the last resort.

Use the dual power of the King of the North Sea and the goddess of the sea Isis to suppress him with your status.

As a result, when the light fell, Ethan saw this scene.

A heavy and thick bullet was embedded in Sandro's temple and failed to penetrate his head.

He smiled, turned to look at Ethan, and said, "I told you, the gun is good, but it's useless to me now."

"Ethan, what do you want to do? Do you want to use that trick again?"

Although Sandro asked this, his words clearly showed that he knew everything.

After Heisenberg and Marvin reacted, they had no choice but to attack again.

Sandro no longer looked at them. He just looked at Ethan and uttered the words again: "Listen... to the call of the sea."

next moment.

call.

Coming like a surging tide.

It was not the call of one person, but the call of countless people together, chanting the ancient words.

The call came from the ground. It was from everyone in Winster who had been eroded by the heavy rain. No matter where they were at the moment, they all knelt on the ground, even if they had turned into monsters.

Even if they were still fighting the previous moment, they all knelt down at this moment and began to call out in one direction with great piety.

It sounded like a prayer, or a praise, as if using words to welcome the return of some great being.

This call had a huge impact on Heisenberg, Marvin, Joseph, Ethan, and even Anya in the darkness.

They could no longer do anything else but be overwhelmed by the call.

Even Ethan's 'name of the true God' was of no use this time.

He only felt the voices of countless people, crawling into every cell of his body.

"Ethan, I told you there's no need to struggle. Joining me is the best option."

Sandro lifted Ethan and slowly placed him in the center of the entire magic circle.

(End of this chapter)