The Final Story of Miss Weird

The people who were watching the ceremony nearby witnessed this bloody scene and were instantly frightened. They crowded and scrambled to escape from this picture scroll that was like purgatory on earth, and panic gradually spread.

But the people in the back had no idea what was happening and kept pushing forward, until the thick, dizzying smell of blood spread with the breeze, and the crowd completely lost control and started to riot.

The wailing of the people, the crying of children, and all kinds of panic sounds filled the surroundings. If you accidentally fell down at this time, you would be trampled into a pulp by the panicked crowd in a moment. Even if you walked out with the crowd, you would be squeezed and injured.

In stark contrast to the chaotic surroundings, the young man stared at the situation in the cathedral, and only revealed a look of regret when he saw that the terrifying aura in his perception showed no signs of dissipating.

"Hey, I didn't die even once."

He put down the giant axe in his hand, and when it fell to the ground, it caused a tremor like an earthquake.

The giant axe had smashed open several terrifying cracks on the ground, which greedily swallowed up the surrounding flesh and blood debris, then flowed upstream, staining the giant axe with a bit of bright red blood.

"Let's do it again... this time, closer."

The young man looked slightly gloomy. He grasped the huge axe with his backhand and dragged it towards the cathedral.

His eyes gradually became bloodshot, emitting a bloody feeling, and the sound of his heart beating like thunder sounded, and another bloody storm was about to begin.

Meanwhile, inside the cathedral.

The Anglican Church choir suddenly stopped singing, and almost everyone stayed where they were, because the scene was too unbelievable.

It was not only the archbishop on the pulpit who died in the cathedral, but also the believers below. All those in the straight line between the cathedral gate and the pulpit turned into blood foam, dyeing the entire nave of the church red.

...it's horrible.

It was so terrifying that almost everyone couldn't move.

In other words... everyone has fallen into this bloodbath and cannot extricate themselves.

They stared straight ahead, their eyes became bloodshot and their expressions gradually became dull.

"tread."

"tread..."

In the silence, clear footsteps were heard, accompanied by the harsh sounds of swords and axes dragging on the ground, gradually approaching the cathedral.

The broken door was slowly pushed open and a handsome young man walked in.

The first thing he looked at was the pulpit, but when he saw the mutilated body of the archbishop on the platform, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Huh? Why is Archbishop Johnson standing on the stage? Isn't this the home ground of the Church of Light?"

Then, the boy shifted his gaze slightly to the side and saw that behind the Archbishop’s body was a blindfolded nun sitting in a wheelchair.

...is also the goal of his trip.

"I didn't expect that Your Highness the Saint would be so courteous. I admire you." The young man raised his hand and bowed, but soon he raised the giant axe, and violent murderous energy began to surge, "But... I'm sorry, next, I have to borrow your life."

This sudden change also caught Luo Ling off guard. She never expected that the young man would attack her right after the educator had just given a few instructions and left.

And the believers around...

Of course Luo Ling could see that something was wrong with these believers, and she could vaguely sense a strange smell of blood around her, which was different from the evil spirit surging from the young man.

She already had some guesses in her mind.

At this time, Stasha was so frightened that her legs went limp. She curled up in the back of the wheelchair, holding her head tightly, her eyes full of fear.

What was that just now?

How come in an instant...the archbishop was split in half?

Why is there blood spurting everywhere?

At this moment, all the scenes flashing through Stasha's mind were the bloody and tragic scenes just now, and an urge to vomit almost dominated her.

She tried to muster up the courage to stand up and push her sister's wheelchair to escape, but her calves kept trembling uncontrollably, and she couldn't even stand in front of her soft sister to protect her.

At the same time, Luo Ling had no way of caring about Stasha who was trembling behind him. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and she was losing sight of large areas of her vision.

...The spores that were scattered around and provided vision for her eyes that had lost their senses were gradually being killed. The young man at this time was holding up a huge axe, but he was not preparing to kill, but had already started killing.

This was the second time Luo Ling encountered the situation where the spores became ineffective. The last time was when he was facing the educator.

Although these awakened people who stand at the pinnacle of humanity also find it difficult to capture the existence of spores, they are able to kill these ubiquitous eyes in their own way.

In just two or three breaths, Luo Ling's vision completely fell into endless darkness, and she became blind again.

"In fact, I know, Your Highness, you are not the apostle of the White Witch." At this time, the young man suddenly said,

"But I dare not bet, haha...Whether the "Pioneer" has really reached a cooperation with the "White Witch", although it was very important before, it is not so important now.

"In short, it doesn't matter whether we kill one more or one less. Anyway, there are already enough dead people now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody aura on the young man suddenly shrank.

The next moment, a bloody storm came again, crushing the flesh and blood of countless believers in the church. With a heavy murderous intent, it fell heavily towards Luo Ling's position.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Ling immediately stood up, picked up Stasha at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, then dodged the attack in a not-so-elegant posture and fell heavily to the ground.

The wheelchair shattered instantly, along with the statue of the Saint behind it, which was directly split into pieces.

The wall was completely penetrated, and the cracks formed gradually spread. The dome of the cathedral began to continuously drop broken colored glass, as if it was about to collapse.

The boy didn't seem to care much about the mistake in this attack.

Although his eyes were still fixed on the saint who had fallen to the ground, he seemed to be paying attention to his surroundings.

"Sister, sister..."

The delicate girl in his arms cried out in fear and tried to help her sister up, but was hit on the head by several pieces of fallen glass, and her head was bleeding instantly.

But she seemed unconscious and was still frantically holding her sister's arm until the warm liquid spread all over her cheeks.

"I'm fine..."

Luo Ling propped herself up and sat up slightly. In her briefly restored spore vision, she saw Stasha with blood all over her head and an extremely panicked look on her face.

"Stasha, you are hurt..."

Luo Ling's vision was once again obliterated by the spores, and he could only raise his hand based on his feeling and gently stroke Stasha's head to heal her wound.

"elder sister..."

Stasha was already in a trance. The scene happening before her eyes was beyond her previous understanding, so she could only instinctively move closer to her familiar sister.

At this moment, Luo Ling turned his head and "looked" in the direction of the young man who still existed in his perception, with a calm expression.

Luo Ling knew very well that she couldn't leave.

To be precise, it was Alyssa who couldn't leave anymore.

The boy came here with the determination to kill, and now he is not a clone, but the real person.

The educator's strength was terrifying enough, but the boy seemed to be even better than him. It was obvious that the boy was absent-minded, and his attention was not all on himself. This alone was something that Alyssa could never contend with.

Even if Luo Ling came in person at this time, it would probably be difficult to win back Alyssa.

But at least...she can still protect Stasha.

"If it were you, Alyssa, you would make the same choice, right?" Luo Ling asked silently in his heart.

The answer...is already obvious.

Alyssa loves her sister as much as her sister loves her.

This kind of emotion, even in the dead body of Alyssa, is still an uncontrollable instinct.

The feeling on her cheek seemed strange. Luo Ling reached out and touched it. It was wet.

They were Alisa's tears.

It's not Luo Ling's.

The next moment, Alyssa's lower body was completely replaced by mycelium, and she struggled to stand up.

At the same time, the boy seemed to notice something, and his attention finally shifted a little, staring at Alyssa's legs.

"What... is this?" The boy's pupils shrank slightly, and his previously vague perception suddenly became clear. He murmured softly, "I didn't expect it to be true..."

He tightened his grip on the giant axe in his hand.

"The only person you want to kill is me, right?"

Luo Ling said softly.

"Yes."

The young man nodded slightly.

He was not a bloodthirsty person. He just accidentally killed other people in the process in order to kill the saint more efficiently. That was all.

The boy is different from the "pioneers". After this battle, he will pray for the rebirth of those who died in the battle, and then observe three minutes of silence.

These are three extremely precious minutes for a "company" director.

"Okay." Luo Ling nodded and said, "I'm here to die."

She walked towards the young man step by step, and the young man couldn't help but respect the saint for her willingness to die. He could see that the saint wanted to protect the ordinary person who was slumped behind her.

It is such a noble cause, and it is worth dying a happy death.

In fact, the boy had previously heard that the saint loved her sister very much. If there was a chance to hold the saint's sister hostage to increase the chances of killing her, the boy would do it without hesitation.

His loyalty and righteousness are admirable, but this does not prevent him from using this to better complete the task.

"If you were not the apostle of the White Witch, I would personally invite you to join the Company." The young man said softly, holding up his axe, "But now, Saint, please go to the underworld."

The young man slightly adjusted the direction of the giant axe to avoid killing Stasha by mistake.

If the saint could be killed directly, there was no need to attack her sister, which would only cause unnecessary casualties.

"Stasha."

My sister's voice sounded softly, just like every day.

Stasha looked up blankly and only saw her sister's back.

"...stay alive."

Before he could finish his words, the huge axe struck with a bloody blow.

But...the eternal fall into "death" that Luo Ling had anticipated did not come.

Just as the young man launched this attack, as if they had been waiting for a long time, all the believers in the cathedral exploded at this moment, completely turning into bloody people, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

Together with the bloodstains scattered on the ground, it surged towards the young man.

At the critical moment, the young man gathered his strength and swung his huge axe horizontally to block the attack, but he was still shaken and his blood was boiling.

At the same time, a young and short figure appeared at the door of the church, and a hint of disappointment flashed across the blood-stained young face.

"Sure enough!"

The young man swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out and cried out.

He knew that the educator had been lurking nearby, so he did not use his full strength and always kept some spare energy to deal with it.

"But unfortunately, you didn't suffer many injuries." The educator said calmly.

All the bloody people stood up and stared at the young man. The scene was extremely horrifying for a moment.

Because the boy had restrained his strength in advance, Alyssa's body just flew backwards and was merely cut in half, which was not a fatal injury.

After a moment of distraction, Luo Ling came to his senses and supported his body slightly.

Her first reaction was not whether she was okay, but whether Stasha would be traumatized by this horrible scene.

"Stasha, Stasha...where are you..."

Alyssa murmured in a low voice, she wanted to find her sister, she wanted to protect her sister, this was her life instinct.

But there was no response.

Absolutely...no response at all.

Within the realm of the two peak powerhouses, Luo Ling exhausted all the potential of Alyssa's body and released spores for a brief moment.

Through the fleeting vision of the spores, Luo Ling finally saw Stasha at this moment.

I also found out why Stasha didn't respond.