"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Kant let out bursts of maniacal laughter, his roars somewhat ferocious.

"None of you will escape! You arrogant fools, you will all die!"

The young man seemed uninterested in listening to Conter's pointless threats any longer, and turned to say, "Crush his other leg. Mason should be communicating with it now. We only need fifteen minutes to complete the deployment."

"Don't let him die. I'm curious how far he can crawl."

After saying that, the young man turned and left.

Kanter stared intently at the young man's face, gritting his teeth as he said, "You're in cahoots with that old witch!"

"I will repay the hatred you caused by killing my brother today a hundredfold!" said Kanter, his eyes slightly red.

The young man glanced at him slightly: "Alright! I'll give you a chance."

“My name is Digne Donald, a bishop of the Father God’s Redemption Society. I hope that one day you will be able to stand before me again.”

Click!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Kanter's other leg was crushed in the same way.

Kanter's eyes were bloodshot as he scanned the eleven men one by one: "I will kill you all!"

"We'll wait, hehehe!" The burly man who had crushed Conte's legs chuckled coldly and turned to leave.

After leaving the city hall, Los drove with Sheena to Mont de France.

Twenty minutes later, just as the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, Los instantly sensed that something was wrong.

"Where are the guards up there?" Sheena looked up and found that the three men guarding the entrance to the road were gone.

At the same time, a strong stench of blood permeated the air.

Los looked up at the mountaintop, a cold glint gradually appearing in his eyes as he considered a possibility.

Just then, a pale arm, as white as a dead person's, suddenly emerged from the bushes, followed by a pale human head struggling to emerge from it.

"Kant!" Upon seeing this, Sheena cried out and rushed over.

The moment Sheena reached out and touched Kant's skin, she felt a burning heat, as if Kant's whole body was running a high fever.

At the same time, Kant's previously pale skin turned bright red at a visible speed and then began to swell.

"Mayor!" Kant's eyes were bloodshot, filled with terrifying resentment and anger, as he spoke with difficulty.

Just as Sheena was about to help Conte up, she was horrified to discover that Conte's right arm was gone, and his two legs had turned into a bloody pulp, hanging limply behind him.

"Damn it! What on earth happened?!" Seeing this scene, Sheena was both shocked and furious. She quickly pressed her hands against Conte's wound to stop the bleeding.

Los took two steps in one and came straight to Kanter, gently touching his skin with both hands, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

"Mayor! We must get revenge! Kill those scumbags!" Conte said through gritted teeth.

Los reached out and placed his hand behind him, transferring his pure bio-energy into Kanter's body to help stabilize his injuries.

"explain."

Conte mustered all his strength and recounted in detail how he was attacked and the massacre on the mountaintop, then how he was attacked by the Father God's Redemption Society, and finally, he described in detail Minnie's actions.

At this point, Hina and the other woman suddenly felt a chill that made them tremble.

At this moment, Los's face remained completely calm, as if he was unaffected.

But those deep black eyes were filled with a profound and cold aura.

At this moment, it was like an abyss frozen for ten thousand years, a desolate and silent starry sky.

The subtle aura emanating from its divine light as it rotated already revealed Los's attitude toward the matter.

Kant, who was already exhausted, added, "I saw that woman one last time. It was Minnie from the Witch's House. She seemed to have been coerced by that old witch. She was trying to save me."

"When I landed, I was fortunate that the ground beneath me was filled with hollowed-out ice crystals, which helped absorb enough of the impact. Otherwise, I would not have survived if I had fallen from there."

"As for tearing off one of my arms, I guess it was to make that old witch believe that she had killed me."

After hearing this, Sheena's face turned fierce, and she clenched her fists: "The old witch who can control Minnie must be that disgusting guy."

"The Father God's Salvation Society? I've never heard of it."

Los stood up silently, exhaling a breath that turned into two extremely cold streams of air, forming two streaks of white frost.

"Xina, take Conte to the sanatorium," Los said calmly.

Hina nodded: "Understood!"

"Tell Mursi that I will personally treat his injuries when I get back."

Los reminded him, then turned to look at the already fading consciousness of Kant: "It's only satisfying to take revenge yourself."

Sheena and Conte drove Los's car away quickly.

Los set his gaze on the mountaintop, his eyes reflecting the ebb and flow of life and death, and the fading of stars.

"Everything you do today will come at a price a million times over in the future!"

Chapter 0184 The Hound

This incident marked the first time Los had suffered a setback since becoming mayor. Although he was furious, Los was not so irrational as to lose his temper.

“I haven’t reached the level of being omniscient and omnipotent. The reason I was able to strategize before was because I had a good understanding of the situation at the time, but it’s different now.”

"I have absolutely no recollection of the name 'Father God's Redemption Society'."

This name was not only not from the organization he had envisioned, but he had never even heard the natives like Sheena and Char mention it.

“Future development cannot be without casualties. Since casualties are inevitable, what I need to plan now is a remedial plan after casualties occur.”

The death of an ordinary person can be directly transformed into a ghoul by Los.

However, this transformation is not a panacea; it is ineffective against superhumans above level 20, and the transformed ghouls have almost no growth potential.

As for ghouls after they die, Los currently has no effective way to resurrect them.

"But although it cannot be reborn, it can be remodeled."

Los was thinking to himself as he followed the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, the first thing you smell is a burnt odor. The old church doors are wide open, and there are many footprints on the ground.

These footprints look like they were left behind after someone went in.

Los followed the footprints inside. There was nothing unusual about the main floor of the church; the real problem lay in the passage leading to the underground.

Following the passage into the underground space, before he could even get a good look at his surroundings, he saw the skeletons scattered around the stairs.

Upon seeing this, Los clenched his fists.

These skeletons all belong to ghouls. The corpses of these ghouls had been torn apart by a special monster, and all the wounds had been cut in various bizarre ways from different angles.

There are the remains of twenty-two ghouls here. Most of the remains have been eaten, but the heads of all twenty-two ghouls are still here. It seems that the guy didn't like eating the heads of these ghouls.

He bent down and picked up a ghoul's head.

The head still has a neck and shoulders; the area below the collarbone has been eaten.

At this moment, his eyes widened on the ghoul's hideous head, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

Los knew this ghoul, named Domon, who was one of his first ghouls, and it was he who gave him the name Domon.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have any feelings for these ghouls.

Before they became ghouls, these guys were a group of vicious criminals and enemies of Los.

But at this moment, Los still felt very uncomfortable.

These ghouls are like robots he created himself, like children he created himself.

Afterwards, they fanatically believed in themselves, faithfully obeyed their own commands, and regarded themselves as their only true god. This special relationship naturally also affected Los.

He was, after all, not a god without emotions.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Even if you do die, you will be reborn in another form. You are my creations! None of you can die without my permission!"

Los thought to himself, gathered all the ghoul head remains together, and turned to look straight ahead.

The underground space is not very large, only about forty square meters.

There are many pillars on both sides, supporting the underground space at various strange angles.

There is a door directly in front of you.

Strictly speaking, there should have been a door there, but at this moment, the door on the door frame has disappeared.

What's even stranger is that there's no space behind this door frame.

Behind the door was a wall.

Los stood in front of the door frame, which had no door or room, and reached out to touch the frame, which looked very old, but found nothing of value.

Los didn't stop; his hand gradually moved down the door frame to the ground.

In the corner between the door frame and the ground, Los's fingers touched a drop of somewhat viscous liquid.

I raised my hand and looked at it; it was a drop of slightly fluorescent blue substance.

I held it to my nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all.

"It's not that there's no smell, but rather that the smell doesn't belong to this world, and the noses here can't distinguish it, so they can't smell it."

As he spoke, Los put the substance directly into his mouth, and immediately a strange feeling of dizziness spread through Los's head.

"Indeed, it is a dog. However, it seems to be a dog of mixed blood and still a puppy."

Los then conducted a detailed examination of the entire space and discovered a strange inscription and pattern in the corner of the wall and on the pillars.

After I wrote down the relevant information, a series of chaotic noises came from upstairs.

Charles and Danny then hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Master! Master!"

Los turned his head and said, "Here it is!"

The two then spotted Los in the corner, and Danny rushed over: "Are you alright?"

Los: "It's alright. Go collect their remains and then send them back to Arkham Asylum."

Danny turned to look at the corpses on the ground, his face immediately darkening.

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