"Hahaha, hahahahaha......"

It's not normal, is Liu Xin really abnormal?

No.

What's not normal is this bullshit world that makes no sense.

After that, Liu Xin seemed to be much more cheerful.

At least, it's more than it was before.

He smokes, he drinks, he just doesn't gamble.

Arm your brain tightly with everything that can anesthetize you.

Put up a thick wall on your heart, isolate yourself from people, and don't talk to them unless you don't have to.

From time to time, he would go to the local church and talk to the staff there about his past, which was also a sustenance.

Conversational humor is often used to relieve tension.

When I feel a little annoying, I laugh twice from time to time.

Hide under that smiling mask, protect yourself with witty conversations, alcohol and cigarettes, and the walls of your heart.

Liu Xin: He is doing well alone.

Back in the city, he doesn't know anything but how to kill......

After all, he still did his old job.

After all, killing people is ordinary to him.

It's like eating and drinking.

Standing on the roof of the building where the night breeze flows, Liu Xin began his first job.

(It's work, emotions aside, and next, under rational free will...... ）

(Kill.) ）

He leaped like a meteor across the night sky.

The spiritual power has turned to pure black, pitch black, as black as the night sky.

Contrary to the meaning of that color, Liu Xin is very beautiful now.

Like a beautiful firework, blooming, that is, falling.

..............................

Back in the day, it's still late at night.

It was time for everything to fall silent, and the streets were so quiet that even a pin dropped on the ground was clearly audible.

Of course, in this time period, two men who are not ordinary are no exception.

Jianming, Aoyama.

The two were asleep at this time.

Suddenly, a feeling, an intuition...... When it came, they opened their eyes.

The surroundings were still familiar, there was no wind or grass, nothing had changed, and no one in the room of the two had entered.

But the two of them woke up at the same time.

Wrong.

The two noticed something was wrong.

Their bodies are not able to move.

No matter how you struggle, no matter how you want to wake up.

His body was motionless as if he was dead.

Isn't that...... Is it the legendary ghost press?

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, and the staccato speech was mixed with some words that the two of them didn't understand.

"Struggle is not beneficial, the heart of the wrong way, now is not the time when Большая Медведица you are gone, you must know that time has a fate, never by people. ”

"Thou shalt look closely at my sorrowful countenance, and listen to Южная доу what I say. ”

(What...... What?)

Aoyama and Jianming also gave up letting their bodies move, and instead carefully discerned the message that the strange voice was trying to tell.

"In front of you there are Южная доу Южная доу two, one gold and one silver, two смерть The one who is in charge, life and death. ”

"Look! Silver Mask Южная доу Sauce poured on the altar with swords and fires!"

"The golden mask shines like a walk in the endless fractals of Большая Медведица time, without a young child, without knowing the curse of Babylon, and untainted by it. ”

"This two-sided смерть is before you, but only its Большая Медведица can be worn by you—gold or silver, life or death. ”

"The hourglass day is small, only three grains of sand remain, you must be cautious and cautious, and the misguided Южная доу heart!

(Misguided Heart...... Refers to...... Me?)

(Misguided Heart...... Refers to...... Me?)

Their eyes snapped open.

The rooms and scenes are still familiar all around.

There was no movement, no accidents, and no sign of anyone entering the room between the two.

What the two of them just saw by accident...... Is it a dream?

But that's a dream...... But it's a little too real............

........................

In the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, there are no bright lights of the city.

Bosom friend's brows twitched. Gaze at the stars in the sky.

(just now...... Is it the god of the Big Dipper......?)

..............................

The next evening, on the outskirts of the city, an old Buick car with a cross on the inside stopped on the side of the road.

Inside the car, Father Stella was flipping through a blue-bound Bible.

As he watched, he whispered the contents of the Bible in a whisper.

On weekdays, she does this when she has nothing to do.

What's more, judging by the food in the garbage bag in the passenger seat, he has been here since this morning.

What is he doing? He's waiting.

With a strong palm, the thick book was slammed shut, and the dust also splashed and floated, reflecting the moonlight, like white fine snow slowly falling in a small workshop.

Just like the name he was called, "Angel Dust". The fine dust that floated in harmony with the stubble on his face carved the marks of the passage of time on his face.

He's waited.

Putting the Bible in his seat, Father Stella opened the car door and stood in the middle of nowhere.

It's said to be deserted, but there's clearly something in the shadows around it, a kind of ...... A mixture of pure evil and power.

Those things peek out of the shadows so we can get a glimpse of who they really are.

Indeed, it is indeed deserted, because those things are absolutely not human.

Bigger than the Tibetan Mastiff...... It's like a twisted rope all over your body...... The thing that was supposed to belong to hell was like a very large egg, with dozens of arms, like a vat with a mouth. When they walk, the mouth is half-closed. ...... There's nothing solid around it, it's just jelly-like stuff...... It's full of protruding eyes...... The rectangular pupils were like goats. One or twenty mouths sticking out of the end of the arm, or like an elephant's trunk, as big as a chimney pipe...... They're swinging, one by one...... It's all gray, with blue or purple rings...... There's half a face at the top......

My God...... God, they are like the seeds of a strawberry......

"Hmph. ”

Father Stella, who was a clergyman, saw through at a glance what this alien thing belonged to.

It's a family.

And the goat-like pupils were exactly the same as the guys who were repelled by Jianming and Qingshan on Wudang Mountain that day.

Possess power, but only pure evil feelings.

Right now, these huge alien things were at least five times more powerful than those on Wudang Mountain that day......

What will Father Stella do in the face of these terrifying monsters?

I saw his lips open, and he pouted up and down, revealing the neat, shiny, tightly clenched teeth in his mouth.

There is only one simple answer.

Kill the enemy.

The surrounding aliens were gradually attracted by the huge energy reaction emanating from Stella's body, and they were slowly approaching him with their ugly and dirty strange bodies.

In the gray trench coat, two brand-new steel knives were already clenched in their hands, and the corners of their mouths were raised, gradually revealing their characteristic hideous smiles.

The cross on his chest glittered in the moonlight, along with the steel sword.

In the face of such a large number of strong enemies, Father Stella also knew that he would be lucky tonight.

But he just wants to go up, he just wants to go up without hesitation.

In an age where everyone has faith, he will be a leader.

If it were in a time when people were full of doubt, he would have become a believer.

Suppose it is in a time when people's lives are always at risk...... He'll be a ......

Savior.

Rubbing the two steel knives together, he began his pre-battle prayer.

It's not for the unconscious evil alien in front of you.

Rather, it is to be devout in one's own faith.

The words in his mouth were strong and powerful, and there was no room for the slightest disdain.

"We are apostles and not apostles, believers and non-believers, believers and non-believers, traitors and not traitors. ”

"We are the only thing we serve, and we only bow down to rebel, and we only bow down to receive favor......"

"Ah Men. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned down.

His legs exploded with force, and the reaction force of the impact on the ground allowed him to quickly approach the nearest alien to him.

Hand up.

The knife falls.

The stout trunk with sharp teeth at the tip was cut off in just a moment.

But that would be like plucking a hair from a person's body, and it would hardly pose any threat to the safety of the alien.

It seemed to feel pain, and half of its face on the piece of flesh had an extremely distorted expression.

Then he frantically whipped his tentacle-like arm, and fought back against Father Stella.

Father Stella sensed this, of course, and quickly reflexively swung his twin knives, slashing off all the tentacles like a swift knife.

The alien's face was still very distorted, and it was still frantically struggling to fight back against Father Stella.

At the same time, the other aliens are getting closer.

(tsk...... Is just one so strenuous...... ）

I had to observe the situation around me, and as soon as I was distracted, Father Stella was whipped by the alien elephant trunk, and he was about to be bitten.

He felt no pain after being hit by a blow that almost shattered the small trunk of a tree on the side of the road.

But if you get bitten, it's a different story.

Knowing that this would never work, Father Stella was desperate.

He jumped high, took the two steel knives in his hands upside down, and began to chant words on his lips.

"Amen————!"