The soft white pillar of light finally dissipated into nothingness, and even the subtle points of light that had broken away from the pillar of light and attached to Mo Ye's body finally disappeared, leaving only a person who had been washed and cleared to stand in place, as if looking at his hands with a trace of confusion.

The blood was swept away by the pillar of light, and the hands were cleaner than ever, so clean that there was not even the slightest stain left.

No one could connect these hands to the demonic minions who had previously slaughtered all of Klaus's cronies.

Everything was like a dream.

However, the corpses lying on the ground silently shattered the illusion.

How many people did you kill?

Mo Ye's consciousness was clear when the killing was carried out, he knew very well how many people he had killed, and even remembered the death of each victim clearly.

"They are all umbrella people, and they are innocent of death. ”

At this time, he wanted to use such a sentence to brush away the discomfort in his heart, but he couldn't do it in the end.

No matter how much you quibble about killing people in that way, you can't hide your responsibility, and even if the other party is a villain, you shouldn't be treated so cruelly.

Closing his eyes, as if it were an illusion, Mo Ye felt that there was a warm and 'banging' existence in the palm of his right hand.

The feeling upset him.

The word 'killing' was not the first time for Mo Ye, and such discomfort had never been so strong after seeing blood for the first time.

He shook his head and forced the discomfort in his heart to suppress himself.

"The Holy Scriptures look up the current points. "Mo Xie doesn't know how Lin Ming escaped from the underground base, but according to Lin Ming's style, I'm afraid the killing is certain.

It all comes down to points.

"Current points 15000. "The voice of the Holy Book is very crisp, and generally speaking, if you see a famous profiteer doing things so simply, you should know that you have been killed as a pig.

"...... "Although according to 'years of experience', Mo Ye has heard that he is afraid that he will be 'deducted from his salary', but there is no way, because he himself does not know how much he has 'earned'.

Since Lin Ming unilaterally cut off the memory sharing with Mo Ye, he has deducted his salary or something...... and the "Holy Scripture" has no psychological burden at all.

Anyway, it's a dead thing, this money ...... Oh, and there are no deductions for these points!

"Forget it......" Mo Xie frowned, and finally gave up talking to the Holy Scripture.

Putting down his hands that had been cleaned, he walked step by step towards the high slope not far away.

"Claire!"

Greeted from a low distance, and in Mo Ye's perception, Claire was facing him with a gun at this time.

The expression on her face was serious, and even though her arms trembled so much that she could no longer aim the muzzle of the gun at a position without shifting, she still raised the gun.

"Stop! or I'll shoot!"

The fire was burning behind her, and if she didn't use her mental power to perceive it at this moment, she couldn't see Claire's expression clearly from Mo Ye's position.

This expression and tone are not meant to be a joke.

"Claire, what are you doing?"

Mickey's voice came from behind her, as he was tending to a wounded Uncle Ethan, who was not dead from the bullet that had only pierced his lungs.

"Everyone, pick up the gun!"

The inexplicable order made everyone at a loss, and although the person who came from that side was still quite far away, everyone had already recognized his identity from Mo Xie's cry before.

What exactly does Claire mean?

However, at this time, Mo Xie didn't bother to care what Claire was going to do, and the discomfort in his heart made Mo Xie a lot more manic than usual.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Ye directly used his telekinesis to knock the shotgun in Claire's hand away with his telekinesis, but Claire let out a roar before the shotgun was sent flying by the extremely tight grip before.

"Phew!"

Bullets flew into the night sky, and the glow of the burning gunpowder illuminated Claire's face.

Pale, with blood and dust, only those eyes still shining.

It's just that the moment the light of the gunpowder burns fades, her eyes lose their brilliance.

“Run！”

Another inexplicable order, she pushed her teammate standing next to her hard, rolled to the ground, and grabbed the sniper rifle that originally belonged to Ethan.

"Phew!"

Aimed hastily, shot hastily, but with years of experience, this bullet did not miss.

"Ding!"

He raised his right hand to block the bullet that was supposed to hit his eyebrow, and the bullet that was enough to pierce the steel plate did not leave a white mark on the 'unicorn arm'.

However, this bullet angered Mo Xie.

What's going on?!

Lao Tzu recruited you to provoke you?!

Mo Xie used his mental power (At this time, he didn't have the courage to use the sword qi that had just burst out, even though he knew that his whole body had been repaired by the Holy Scripture. Lifting his speed, he crossed the fifty-meter distance in less than a breath.

"Bang!"

Mo Ye, who had rushed too hard, smashed a pit in the sand when he stopped.

"What are you doing?!"

Grabbing the sniper rifle that hadn't had time to be loaded, Mo Ye yelled at the woman in front of him with her arms drooping.

It was the first time he had snarled so loudly at a woman.

"I'm protecting my players. ”

There was not a trace of trembling in Claire's voice as she replied, and she didn't even change the expression on her face in the face of Mo Xie's far beyond ordinary speed and inexplicable power.

“Run！！”

Shouting loudly and trying to make the people behind her flee as quickly as possible, what had happened below before could only be seen clearly by her with night vision binoculars, so she knew exactly what kind of existence she was facing now.

The guy who kills people in that way is not a knight.

That existence could only be a demon in human skin.

Desperate and determined to stand in front of the demon, Claire's voice was deafening, and there was an unmistakable meaning in her voice that caused everyone behind her to hurriedly raise their guns.

After all, Claire has been in the convoy for a long time, and even if her orders cannot be understood for a while, everyone still chooses to carry them out.

It's just that their approach is by no means to run away.

Ten people, ten pairs of trembling hands holding their guns and aiming them at the man who yelled at Claire.

"Smack!"

At this time, it was useless to explain it, and Mo Ye directly struck a blow to the back of her head at a speed that Claire couldn't react to.

Claire collapsed in response, but Mo Xie was not so ruthless as to let her fall on her back on the sand.

He appropriately supported Claire's body with his hands and chest, which to outsiders looked like Claire was throwing herself into her arms.

"Guys, what are you doing with your gun? Come here and give you a hand! How long has it been since your captain closed his eyes?"

Mo Xie yelled at the group of people who had started to aim because of Claire's fall.

His voice was so powerful, so righteous and stern, as if the action that had just knocked Claire unconscious was not his hand at all.