Blood of the Hunting God

Keep praying.

Continue to judge the witch in this joy and gain salvation.

what……

That's right...

Something so crazy and stupid...

It was at this moment that things changed...

It is at this moment what I feel, what I experience...

gods.

The god above the starry sky.

Incomparably far away, but also close in front of the eyes, indescribable, and seemingly incomparably intimate gods.

It's not the illusory god in the past who couldn't do anything, but the real god who can do anything.

At this moment, at this moment, I feel it like this.

what……

That's right...

Such a beautiful and splendid thing...

It was at this moment that I made a choice...

【Listen...】

【Listen...】

[Endless void... foundation... original darkness... secret... master...]

[Plundering... the end of all things... the Almighty... the Lord of Eternal Life...]

[Iak-Sathath... NAFL'FTHAGN...]

Did you make a sound at that moment?

It was as if nothing had been said from the beginning.

There was no sound of any kind, neither my own nor anyone else's.

However, I felt it clearly, and I got a response.

From among the stars, I got some kind of response.

what……

So what is it?

so deep...

so wonderful...

Ahhh...

Such a real existence...

My Father God...

……

Reach out.

Stretch out the broken, cracked hand.

I don't know when I have become so broken and no longer what I used to be.

Together with the people who changed from carnival to screaming, howling and crying, struggling in despair.

The door is already open.

At this moment, the witch's judgment fell on people.

These once amiable residents have every familiar face.

At the end of this crazy feast, they all turned into twisted and ugly flesh and blood, never to be what they used to be.

ah... ah...

That's right... ah...

It turned out that since then...

I... I am no longer a human being...

This

small personality.

Fragile human emotions.

compassion for others.

longing for family.

The pain of sin committed against oneself.

Everything is no longer important.

The only thing that needs to be done is to get closer to the great Father God, dedicate everything in the world to Him, and completely destroy everything.

Whether it's the black body in front of me...

Whether it's those humans... Disma?Andre?It doesn't matter what the name is...

Together with the hunter... who is the hunter?I don't know...don't worry about it...

Just need to show that great light...

All of these are just flesh and blood for sacrifice...

Do not……

What the heck...

……

broken.

It's still broken.

The pain spreads.

His thoughts became more and more chaotic.

……

open one's eyes.

……

Open your eyes.

……

With a chaotic mind, it is difficult to distinguish the situation in front of him.

Just remember that the people standing in front of you have tried their best to stop the enemy.

Those blood, those lives.

Being consumed right in front of oneself.

And now, the black shadow of death had come before her.

His own body has also been pierced.

【To stop the opponent...】

Some can't remember why they do this.

However, there is no going back.

In any case, there is no going back here.

[Must... stop the other party...]

This is the only thing that must be carried out to the end.

To this end, at your own expense.

For this reason, even the incarnation of a witch.

The splashed blood has not yet fallen into the soil.

The girl pierced by the pitch-black body just floated in mid-air.

The blue eyes slowly closed at this moment.

Then, open it again. "

Those pupils were already dyed with a strange purple color.

A crack spread on her cheek, gradually extended to her forehead, and extended to the middle of this face.

Click!

In the broken sound, the girl's forehead was split open like this, the flesh and blood disintegrated, the skull was shattered, and even the white brain flowed down.

Gululu - Gululu -

Wriggling flesh and blood, in the wriggling sound, an eyeball squeezed out from the girl's head, and appeared in the middle of her forehead.

Click! ! !

More cracking sounds, more blood shed.

The flesh and blood of most of the little girl's face peeled off at this moment, and then gradually grew back.

Her face grew paler.

Her breath became more and more eerie.

Something has been completely distorted at this moment.

The indescribable, unreasonable horror tore apart the nerves and thinking from the deepest part, and stuffed it with unknown and chaotic things, filling up this small fragile body.

Together with the black filth, they are also soaked and absorbed together.

【Ah...】

A murmuring voice, as if waking up from a big dream.

The corners of the torn mouth slowly opened, gradually forming an arc.

A sluggish smile appeared on the bloody and pale cheeks.

click - click -

In the broken voice, the hole on the forehead has condensed into a weird shape, like... a hole that can be pierced into a key, but it is occupied by an eyeball, with a deep and strange feeling , so imprinted on her forehead.

The black spikes have been pulled out from the huge wound on the chest.

But the girl's body was still floating in the air, just floating slowly like this.

【la... la...】

In a low voice, as if humming a song.

【Hehe... even here... the door... still exists...】

Abigail raised her head in the sleepy voice, and smiled softly at the black body in front of her.

Chapter 190: The virtual tree overflowing with light shell

breath... no more...

Andre struggled to support his trembling body, panting heavily.

With every breath, the punctured lungs bring excruciating pain.