Chapter Eighty-Four: Sloane Who Fell into the Abyss
At the moment when the scarlet symbol was formed.
In the huge circular study, there was suddenly a lot of blood.
And the six corpses of Firefox Fox and the gunsmith were directly sucked into dried corpses by the blood-colored symbol on the ground at the moment of blood light.
After absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the six top killers, the blood-colored symbols on the ground suddenly twisted from the ground, and even stretched out blood-colored tentacles, wrapping Sloane in the center of the blood-colored symbols.
No.
To be precise, the blood-colored symbol that had absorbed the flesh and blood essence of the six top killers and looked more and more bewitching, after wrapping and grabbing Sloane's body, strangely burrowed from the pores on Sloane's body surface into his gradually decaying body.
Then it became the best nourishment to nourish Sloan's body and promote the transformation of his body.
After absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the six top killers, Sloane's body was completely transformed in the strange symbol glowing with scarlet.
Just a dozen seconds later.
When Stor stood up, there was no longer a wrinkle to be seen in his old body.
And under the dark skin, the muscles that had been shriveled were also plumped again.
Sloane's leather shoes stepped lightly on the ground, and his whole body was like a large bat, instantly jumping over a distance of five or six meters, and fell outside the dry corpse that had been sucked dry.
Feeling the explosive power in his body that had recovered to his peak, and was even several times more powerful than when he was at his peak, Sloane's face revealed an indescribable intoxication and madness.
"It's so intoxicating!"
"Cross?"
"Hehe, soon, you will find out that no matter how strong you are, you are just a mortal."
Thinking of the traitor to the Assassin Brotherhood who had cornered him some time ago, Sloane's eyes flashed with an unusually bloodthirsty killing intent.
To be the leader of an assassin organization like the Textile Mill, which has been passed down for thousands of years, Sloane was the strongest killer in the Textile Mill.
It's just that with the control of power and old age, Sloan has not really made a move for too long, so long that everyone has forgotten how strong Sloan was in the past.
Of course.
Sloane, who hadn't made a move for too long before, and was not as healthy as before, was indeed no match for the cross.
But all of this has changed since last night.
Last night, Cross killed his only son with his own hands, completing his spiritual transformation.
Becoming more and more terrifying and invulnerable.
Sloane also heard the whispers of the "devil" by chance.
Sloane, who was already abandoned by God (his name appeared on the weaving cloth of the Destiny Weaver), did not hesitate to take the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the devil and completely fell into the abyss.
After the Fall.
All sorts of unbelievable knowledge suddenly appeared in Sloane's mind, and his body was also transformed by the nourishment of unknown forces.
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The other side.
At the moment when Sloan successfully absorbed the flesh essence of six top killers.
Erin and Cross, who were fighting on the first floor of the textile factory, stopped their hands at the same time.
Just now.
Their astonishing intuition and almost at the same time felt the sense of deadly crisis coming from the second floor of the textile factory.
"This ominous feeling ······"
Instantly turning on his spiritual vision, Erin's eyes became deeper, and he looked directly at the source of the qi that made him feel uncomfortable and dangerous.
In the next second, a ball of light shrouded in blood directly imprinted into Erin's eyes.
In the midst of that blood-colored light, a young demon phantom with a sheep's horn on his head looked at Erin with a smile.
The strong mental stimulation directly caused Ai Lin, who was hurting in the corners of his eyes, to quickly shift his gaze.
And the innate extraordinary talent of the cross also made him feel the increasingly dense shadow of death from the second floor of the textile factory, almost enveloping him completely.
"That's Sloan's study, could something have happened in Sloane's study?"
As soon as he thought of Sloane, the brute who betrayed his faith and forced him to kill his only child, the killing intent in Cross's heart erupted irrepressibly.
Ai Lin, who was not far away, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly after feeling the cold killing intent coming from the cross, and said:
"How about stopping for a while, I think you feel that breath too."
"Cross, our goal is to kill Sloane, a hypocrite who has tampered with God's will, before killing Sloane, otherwise how about we join forces, and when we kill Sloane, we will solve the conflict between us?"
"Hmph, I don't need to join forces with anyone."
He didn't trust Erin's cross at all, and after taking a deep look at Erin, he finally gave up his plan to continue to entangle with Erin.
It's like Aylin said.
The deadly sense of crisis coming from the second floor of the textile mill made Cross feel a little uneasy.
He didn't want to waste too much energy on Erin until he dealt with Sloane as the culprit.
As for Arryn, after he had dealt with Sloane, he had the means to kill the little mouse who was following him to pick up the leak.
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Looking at the cross facing him, he silently retreated into the shadow of the slaughterhouse.
Erin raised an eyebrow.
Scold.
Let's let this arrogant guy go and test the second floor of the textile factory, what is going on.
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When the cross disappeared into the shadows, Erin stretched out his hand.
The pharmacist who had his hands cut off by the Resentful Silk, was pulled by him to his side with the Resentful Silk.
Erin remembered that the special wax in the textile factory that could quickly repair human injuries was usually made by the pharmacist.
While the cross was going to test the guy on the second floor of the textile factory, Arryn was going to pry something out of the apothecary's mouth first.
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"You're here?"
"After so long at the top of the stairs, I almost thought you didn't dare to come up?"
Holding a gun in each hand, he cautiously walked into the study on the second floor of the textile factory, when a joking voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the cross.
"Whoosh!"
The cross's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.
The heart was beating at an overclock, and the adrenal hormones were secreted at a rapid rate, and it directly entered the cross in the special state called bullet time, and rolled to the side.
Then, in the silver-white twin guns in his hand, two bullets burst out in an instant, shooting towards the location where the sound came from.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
Before the bullets of the cross could hit the target, the two silver-white bullets were intercepted in advance by two bronze bullets in mid-air.
(End of chapter)