"Anyway, there is no doubt that this knife is an extraordinary weapon, but I can't figure out what its capabilities are for the time being."

"If there's a black market where transcendents trade, it should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?"

This bone chopping knife is very thick, and unlike the household knives commonly used in the United Kingdom, its shape is more like the kitchen knives used by the East Chinese people, which is much wider and heavier.

It's just that at the tip of the square knife face, there is an extra curved tip on the bone chopping knife, so that it can be used not only for chopping, but also for stabbing.

Zhang Huaisheng tried to wave it twice, and it unexpectedly felt very comfortable, which made people feel like they couldn't put it down.

"It's really demonic, I just thought this knife was disgusting..."

"But there's no harm in keeping it for now."

The Church of Calamity's fighting skills have a basic knowledge of using swords, which doesn't make him a master of swordsmanship, but it's much better than a random slash without discipline.

This is the era when guns reign.

But the art of fighting, melee combat, and swords are by no means embers that are behind the times.

As it is today, when dealing with some transcendents who can resist bullets, or bullets that can't inflict fatal wounds, the use of a more lethal sword can often do unexpected things.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huaisheng set his eyes on the chest of the butcher with a shriveled body.

There, the grease-covered apron made of the skin of an unknown creature had similarly dimmed with the butcher's death.

The deputy let out a high-pitched shout, "You're not going to tie something ugly and dirty, are you?" ”

"If it works, why not?"

Zhang Huaisheng took out the Saker pistol and the bullet box in the inner pocket of his coat, filled the bullets one by one, and then aimed them at the butcher's corpse.

Bang –

The bullet pierced the leather apron cleanly, and it seemed that it had lost its ability to resist bullets, and was the spirit absorbed by the tentacles or by the bone chopping knife?

Zhang Huaisheng guessed, then quickly turned around and left the front hall.

Whether the butcher is a test specimen or a petri dish that spawns some otherworldly item, someone will come to check it later, and he must leave as soon as possible.

...

The antechamber, as everyone left, fell completely silent.

The walls and windows that had been knocked out of the holes shone in a faint light, shining on the sticky, dry black blood on the ground.

A shoe print suddenly appeared on the bloodstain.

Immediately after that, is the second.

The blood-stained footprints stretched all the way to the butcher's side.

Then, a low sigh rang out in the room.

"It's out of control again."

"The prey ran away, the hound died, and the 'canine teeth' were broken and handed over to the prey."

"Heh, this time the play is undoubtedly a failure."

In the sunlight, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes slowly appeared, his body floating in the dust, and his demeanor was elegant and charming.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and then he came to the body of the nun whose body was gnawed off half of her body: "Alas, what a young and pitiful life. ”

He placed his palm over the woman's face, staring at her round, eyes full of pain and hatred, and closing her open mouth.

"What a brainless beast that actually ruined you like this."

"Don't you know that the corpse is the most trustworthy and close friend than the changeable and treacherous living?"

He took out the front he had with him, took her mutilated limbs, and stitched them together little by little—his movements were reverent and gentle, like the kindest of believers.

If only there was no blood on the ground and those fierce battle scenes.

Stitched up.

The man placed the deceased's head on his legs, opened his hand, and transparent water fell from his hand.

He took off the square towel from his chest, dipped it in water, and wiped her bloodied face.

"What's your name?"

The dead suddenly opened his hollow eyes.

Her lips twitched, as if she had said something, but there was no sound in the air.

"Jennifer Igris, what a name."

The man admired and gently kissed the deceased on the lips: "Then Jennifer, I like you very much, so can you take me to your friend?" ”

The dead man's lips still only trembled twice.

But the man seemed to really understand, and he approved: "Okay, I see, let's go now, and we will get the blessings of your friends and teachers." ”

Sequence 8 of the control path, called, The Corpse Whisperer.

The man stood up and threw the body on the ground as if it were a shoe, and he casually threw the bloodied handkerchief on her face, which happened to cover the dead man's hollow eyes.

"It's a pity, it's just a sequence 9, it's not worth taking up my place for three corpse puppets."

"Nothing has delayed me for so long."

The man left the antechamber without looking back.

Behind him, the twisted corpse, in the light, stretched out a hand as stiffly as discarded garbage.

Subsequently, it never moved again.

...

Zhang Huaisheng ran briskly in the alley.

Smoke burned everywhere in the city of Edinburgh, and the British artillery mercilessly bombarded the fortifications of the Gaelic rebels.

Zhang Huaisheng didn't know what Clifford was planning, he had now made a decision to leave England as soon as possible and evacuate to the New World with the Church of Calamity.

Of course, this did not mean that he intended to join the Gaelic people, but only to take a boat out of Edinburgh and sail to the New World.

Because it is foreseeable that in the near future, once the war breaks out, he wants to survive in Edinburgh, but he is afraid that it will be very difficult.

The High Seas Fleet of the Second German Reich, even with the austro-Hungarian and Ottoman allies, was no match for the combined Anglo-French navy.

Italy was capricious and at odds with Austria-Hungary, and although it seemed to have joined the Triple Entente, it was very likely to turn against the water.

But according to the news in the newspapers, the number of steam submarines of the Germans is the highest in the whole of Europe.

As soon as Germany decides to engage in an unrestricted submarine war, prices will immediately skyrocket to unimaginable proportions in Britain's narrow territory.

When the time comes, a poor person like him will not know how to live, and he will definitely become a "criminal".

Along the alley, he ran all the way for at least 500 meters.

There was already a fork in the road, and at the intersection, there was a huge crater with countless rubble scattered next to it, obviously just under artillery fire.

Suddenly, a skinny nun shouted, "Zhang! ”

Zhang Huaisheng stopped and asked, "The enemy has been solved, what about the rest of you?" ”

The nun was short, and ran to him with some difficulty: "They are going to the harbor, let me stay and show you the way." ”

Zhang Huaisheng's heart warmed slightly, but he frowned again and asked, "If I can't come back, you won't be killed by the monster that catches up when you wait here?" ”

The little nun shook her head, "I'm hiding in the house next to me - that's my old home, and there are a lot of neighbors in the building, and they won't find me." ”

The little nun still uses the word "they" to express her indignation at Jennifer's killers.

"By the way, Zhang, didn't Mama Alice come with you?"

Zhang Huaisheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously recalled the tragic picture he saw in the courtyard, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I didn't see her, perhaps, she ran forward." ”

"How old are you?"

The little nun said, "Eleven years and six months, and in another six months, Mama Alice will agree to let me take the potion of Sequence 9. ”

"Awesome."

Zhang Huaisheng praised: "Let's go quickly, although the enemy is solved, it is likely that there will be accomplices - they may have some kind of tracking technology." So, it's better for us to go to the port and meet Teresa and them as soon as possible. ”

"Hmm."

The short nun opened her hand and said, "Carry me, I'm running too slowly, your strength is great, I don't sink." ”

Zhang Huaisheng nodded, he could even carry a strong man like Killian, and a little nun was not a burden at all.