"Ahh

In an exclamation, the head of the companion in front of him was in front of him, but it was drenched in blood, only a head, but no body.

The black jacket's eyes went up, but before he could faint, he saw a pair of slender and powerful palms behind him, and at some point, appeared at both ends of the black jacket's face.

With a sudden pull of the fingers, a barely visible silk thread quickly tightened around the throat of the black jacket.

Do you still remember the scene when Zhao Ke used cotton thread to cut the meat, at this time, the knife wire is like cotton thread, and the throat of the black jacket is like the piece of meat that has been steamed to erosion.

"Flutter!" With a thud, a skull rolled to the ground, blood splashing on the floor like a fountain down the broken throat.

I saw that in the dark, a hand reached out, stained the blood on the floor, put it to his mouth, and licked it with his tongue, and saw Zhao Ke's face gradually revealed from the darkness.

Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, Zhao Ke grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and that kind of weird and evil eyes were completely similar to Zhao Ke.

Glancing at the time on the clock, Zhao Ke's face suddenly sank, and he looked at the corpse on the ground, although he was very reluctant, he still walked upstairs quickly and turned on the machine that synthesized the medicine before.

Quickly began to synthesize the potion, because Zhao Ke had already experimented before, the synthesis ratio of the potion, and this time it was synthesized again, but the speed was much faster.

Looking at the blue potion that was quickly dripping into the flask, Zhao Ke raised his head to look at the time, and when he spoke, it was a woman's voice: "It's good to keep up!" ”

As soon as she said this, she quickly took off the potion and injected it into Zhao Ke's body again.

At this time, Zhao Ke didn't know what his body was doing.

Looking at the huge hollow in front of him, it was black and bottomless, like a crater, but Zhao Ke felt that this hole was more like a chrysanthemum.

"This should be it!"

Zhao Ke hesitated, kicked down a stone, watched the stone gradually disappear in his field of vision, and finally didn't even hear a little echo, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth and jumped down.

It's the same as the previous feeling of stepping on the void, except that this time there are no memory fragments, and the world in front of you is completely dark.

As time passed, Zhao Ke even wondered if he was in the wrong place.

However, at this time, Zhao Ke had no better choice, so he simply pricked his head and began to accelerate the speed of falling.

There was no sound of wind in his ears, only a suffocating dead silence, I don't know how long it fell, Zhao Ke suddenly saw something, it was the stone he kicked down before, and it was still falling.

However, at this time, Zhao Ke's pupils suddenly tightened, and he saw that the stone was decomposing little by little.

"It's coming!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's heart was relieved, and the decomposition of the stone showed that he was getting closer and closer to the depths of his subconscious.

The stone is not something deep in the subconscious, so it will decompose itself, and the stone is different from Zhao Ke, who belongs to the main consciousness of thinking, so the impact is not great, and it can only be described as minimal.

Gradually, the darkness in front of him began to recede, but then Zhao Ke suddenly felt a huge force pushing up from behind, making Zhao Ke's eyes dark, and his consciousness blurred in an instant.

When Zhao Ke's consciousness was concentrated again, his eyes suddenly opened with a scream.

There was a peculiar smell in the air, a fishy smell that looked like fish, but a special sour, mixed with the smell, more like a rusty smell.

"It's blood!" The familiar smell made Zhao Ke immediately alert.

The smell of blood in the air was very strong, and it was human blood!

This kind of smell is very familiar to Zhao Ke, and it can be said that among all animals, only human blood will have such a taste.

Zhao Ke didn't sit up immediately, but looked around, and a gray light shone in from the window, and the light seemed to be covered with a layer of gray stockings.

It was Zhao Ke, who was gray, and remembered the haze in the capital in winter, which was influenced by car exhaust.

Looking at the surrounding rooms again, Zhao Ke became more and more familiar, at this time, Zhao Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at the iron hook used to hang meat on the wall, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The night in my memory came like a tide.

The ticking blood coagulated a bloodstain on the ground, and the corpse that was hung on the flesh hook, except for the head, there was no trace of flesh and blood on the body.

Zhao Ke will never forget those empty eyeballs, when he knelt on the ground, the feeling of heartbreaking.

This room is his sister's room, the stupid woman's room, and it is also the place that completely breaks Zhao Ke's heart

Faced with the flood of memories coming in, Zhao Ke's hands were clenched into fists, and the Turkic whitish joints made a rattle.

Finally, Zhao Ke got up from the bed and opened the door of the room, the dead and dilapidated walls, but when Zhao Ke walked by, it was like going back in time, the dilapidated walls began to recover, and the broken glass healed again.

Gradually, Zhao Ke's ears could even hear the chanting of the chant, the familiar chant, and Zhao Ke remembered that the song "Praise of Kameya" was a holy song in praise of the kingdom of heaven.

The beautiful and moving singing voice was full of irony and sarcasm in Zhao Ke's ears at this time, but with an inexplicable demonic nature, Zhao Ke couldn't help but move forward.

The wooden gate, on both sides stands the statue of the Virgin, a symbol of mercy, with hands hushed together, and a compassionate face, as if praying for the world.

It's just that in Zhao Ke's eyes, what he felt was not love, but a pair of empty and godless eyes, staring at the world walking by in front of the gate.

That kind of charity-like gift, as if her own life was so humble in her eyes.

Gently pushing open the wooden door, my ears were filled with bright music.

In front of him was a picture that Zhao Ke was all too familiar with, those children who were as thin as firewood, wearing this layer of white linen robes, singing this euphemistic and moving song.

Under the gaze of the nuns with whips in their hands, the holiness on their faces was never sincere, because to live is the gift of the gods to them.

The picture in front of him made Zhao Ke's eyes gradually hazy, his hands trembled involuntarily, and he took a step, his feet paused in mid-air, but he never took a step forward.

Fear? Still is...... Excited?

Zhao Ke couldn't tell how he felt now, but he felt that his chest and heart were about to explode, and he was speeding up "bang bang".

At this time, Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly saw a crowbar with a curved hook in his hand, seeing this, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and the flame in his heart seemed to have found a catharsis at once, and exploded in Zhao Ke's chest with a bang.

He stepped forward and grabbed the crowbar in his hand, and struck it on the head of the nun in front of him with his back to him.

"Bang!"

The sharp pry head, piercing the nun's white hood, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, accompanied by sacred music, was simply the best sound in the world for Zhao Ke.

When I twisted it hard, I heard a "stab" sound, and the nun's skull was torn off together.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The red and white liquid flowed down the tail end of the crowbar on Zhao Ke's hand, sticky to the touch, and still with the residual warmth of blood.

It was like a spark that ignited Zhao Ke's whole body, and the irrepressible pleasure made every bone in Zhao Ke's body tremble with excitement.

It's just that this kind of pleasure suddenly changed with Zhao Ke's gaze, and the nun who fell to the ground in front of her had her upper half of her head smashed, but she still folded her hands and chanted a song of praise.

Zhao Ke's chest breathed, his face suddenly became ugly, looking at the nun's mouth that continued to sing, Zhao Ke's eyes turned red, and he picked up the shovel in his hand and continued to smash it.

"I'll let you sing, let you sing!!"

"Bang ......"

With the sound of bones shattering, the chant continued, and the nuns and the children in the white linen robes around them did not move at all, as if they were still intoxicated by the music of the chant.

Blood splattered on Zhao Ke's cheeks, and the sacred and poignant song echoed in his ears, coupled with the strong blood on his face, which made Zhao Ke seem to be stunned, and kept smashing down desperately.

At this time, the curved iron hook in Zhao Ke's hand, as Zhao Ke threw it up, the curved and sharp hook pierced directly into the elderly nun's chin.

"Shut up!" With this Zhao Ke's hysterical roar, I saw Zhao Ke step forward and step on the nun's head with one foot, and Shuangshou pulled hard.

"Flutter".

The sound of bones and muscles being torn apart instantly covered the singing voice in the nun's mouth, and the feeling of a moment made Zhao Ke involuntarily close his eyes, as if he had reached a peak in an instant.

"Cool!"

Taking a deep breath, the muscles of Zhao Ke's whole body were trembling excitedly, but this was far from enough, I saw Zhao Ke slowly lower his head and stare at the church hall in front of him.

The scarlet tongue gently followed the corners of the mouth that was red with blood, and added it deeply, and he lifted the crowbar in his hand and walked up step by step: "You guys...... Damn it! ”