It is strange to want to sing nursery rhymes, of course, not because it is reminiscent of childhood, and your own childhood is not so miserable that you will remember it when you see that church, which is weird, like listening to innocent nursery rhymes, but walking in the flesh and blood, listening to the cheers of the demons and monsters, as if they were coming, and this is the melody played to welcome them.

The two of them walked in front of the mirror, and the things reflected in them looked like patchwork human beings to the white-haired boy, with all the limbs and facial features disintegrated without any continuity, like an abstract painter with painting paper under his hand.

Monster.

Obviously, there is also his own figure in the mirror, but the white-haired boy Snow Evil thinks so that the monster lurking in the darkness is reflected in the mirror is an inhuman thing.

Walking into the darkness that is more terrifying than death, hiding all kinds of things, the shadow swallows the two people who enter, and the inside of the church seems to be isolated from the sunny world outside, stepping into the dividing line between light and darkness.

The pupils gradually adjusted to the darkness, revealing the slightly pale faces of the cultists, and under the flickering candle flame, they took on a dirty white, their pupils were black and white, and there seemed to be no bloodshot, and the sound of breathing could not be heard if they were not brought closer, like a standing corpse.

Laughing, like a mask, their smile is to welcome the arrival of the newcomer, or are the facial muscles no longer able to make expressions other than smiles, a stiff smile, worse than the clown's makeup smile.

"God

"Prayer Prayer T

The voices mingled, repeating the same words over and over again, and the smiling cultists clasped their hands together and prayed to the gods.

Corpse, a real corpse appeared in front of the white-haired boy, it was a familiar corpse, it was said to be familiar, but it was just someone I had just met, the only thing that left an impression on the other party was the tear mole in the corner of her eye, she was now looking at herself, to be precise, she was dead and blind, her dilated pupils stared at the white-haired boy, as if she was telling her own pain, accusing the teenager of why he didn't save himself.

"This is ......"

Questioning, the other party's hand is in the posture of pursuing the outside sun, and he wants to get out of here by crawling.

"Death Death

"Redemption, T

The praying cultists turned their faces and stared at the snow evil who asked the question, the eerie atmosphere, the eerie smile, the eerie words.

All of them seemed to have fallen into darkness, their gaze with malice, mixed with a wet slime, and at the same time sharp as a blade, hostility.

What does the white-haired teenager think now, terrified of their gaze? No, what he is thinking about now is that he didn't save the girl with the tear mole, he tried to save her, but the result was that her body was in front of him, he had worked hard, and he gave her a chance to live, but she didn't seize it, it's such a simple thing, and he won't take all the responsibility on himself, the boy has already done what he needs to do, why blame himself, he is much better than those guys who don't do anything, just watch, but don't take action.

One more point, don't be mistaken about the direction of malice, the people who killed the girl were not the white-haired and red-eyed people, but those disciples with masks of Noh, who kept a blessed smile and took the girl's life for the sake of the gods they believed in.

Or is it a complete mistake to bully the weak and fear the hard?

"Jaw-dropping evil deeds, the stench of vomit everywhere, what are you thinking about when you kill people, ah~ The gods will definitely forgive me, because this is to help the gods, this is screening, in order to weed out the people who are not needed in the new world. Hehehaha——!!!!ha

Before he could hear the end, the nearest disciple pounced, carrying a sharp weapon that instilled spiritual energy particles.

Boom!

"Isn't it basic common sense not to interrupt when others are talking?"

The firearm that was generated in an instant, and its power killed the first person who provoked, it was a blow that blasted the head to burst, and the headless corpse was dragged to the ground by gravity after the impact dissipated, several meters away from its original position.

"The Absolutely Rational World System is not a prop that you scum can use. ”

Bang ——!bang

Using aura particles as the gunpowder to propel the projectile fire, coupled with the blessing of the scorching channel, the exquisite firearm design completes the mode of least consumption.

The speeding bullets pierced through the aura armor, ending the lives of the rushing men, the moths to the flames, and their attacks did not even reach a meter away from the white-haired boy, but, even so, the attacks piled up in numbers were still endless, as if they had no sense of death.

Is that really the case?

It may be that death is so rapid that the fear of death cannot be fully felt. Calves, thighs, forearms, elbows, shoulders, jaws, in short, try to aim at areas that can't be fatal with one hit, and a large number of disabled people are born!

Unable to speak, because the vocal cords are destroyed, unable to lift the arm, because there is no arm at all, unable to move, because it is like a caterpillar without all four limbs.

A lot of stumps and blood, who would be ecstatic because of such a scene, except for the guy with anti-social personality, there shouldn't be, because in this case, isn't there even a place to stay, it's very obstructive, isn't it?

"It's noisy. ”

Finally, there is a feeling of satisfaction, because it is not a one-hit kill, so there are screams, and the fear of human beings will infect each other, and moreover, the accumulation of flesh and blood is increasing, so that they thoroughly realize that the other party is an invincible existence.

Do ants rebel against elephant trampling, or do humans rebel against volcanic eruptions?

Even if it's death.

The escapees appeared, this is a blasphemy against the gods, doesn't it mean that the gods will bless you?

As they approached the doors, windows, and doorways, it was the time to seize hope, so it was the perfect opportunity for the gunshots to sound and help them get out of the room through the window, only the heart was gone, and the only thing outside was the corpse pushed by the force of the impact.

Like machine gun fire, those monks with aura particles are now all unarmed, this is a massacre, a battle on the one hand, what can it be other than slaughter.

One by one, how many people are there and how many bullets are fired?

I don't know, because this data is still being updated rapidly.

Since when has there been more people actively seeking death, and the ultimate source of fear is pain, not death, so it is better to take the initiative and approach doors, windows, and doors than to wait for death to come in pain.

"What about the gods you believe in?"

The white-haired boy sneered, and that group of fanatical believers actually had someone who stood up to refute and launched an attack on the killer, in vain and useless.

If they howl, they break their mouths, if they hold a weapon, they knock the arm that holds the weapon flying, and if they want to use their body as a weapon, they destroy their legs that they use to move.

The smoke of gunpowder is filled, the blood mist has also settled, and the corpses placed everywhere have already been who is who, and who the stump should belong to, doesn't this bother the person who received the body?

"That's right! Burn it all, and it's all settled!"

The person who came up with this idea may be a genius who helps their families save the trouble of collecting the body, because it is all dust, there is no so-called corpse, and it can only be replaced by a mound of clothes.

"I'm going to hell when I die. ”

People with white hair and red eyes are still self-aware of this, and not only is it as simple as going to hell, but the way of death must be very miserable, because it is absolutely wrong to use such a method of torture and killing.

However, this is true from another point of view.

"Because, this is their own doing! So what I did was right, out of absolute rational considerations, the dregs of society who are not productive, and who go around destroying the lives of others, who are not good for the world to die, and who randomly draw a thousand people to vote and judge, and think that they deserve it is estimated to be nine hundred and ninety-nine. ”

It's great to put the body in the incinerator, and you can save land, and there are no tombstones to waste land resources, because it's garbage that doesn't affect the world.

However, it's not a recyclable resource, so stinky garbage, is there a need to recycle?!

Like pouring gasoline on it, the flames burned very vigorously, evaporating the blood, burning the muscles and fat, and at this time a large number of corpses emitted a strange smell.

Holding his breath slightly, he quickened his pace, facing away from the burning church, his steps were neither light nor heavy, just the usual steps.

What's the mood? Bad, joy, no.

"It's a bit strange in this city, I saw a fire burning in the west just now, and a building was burned, so it's better not to stay long. ”

"It's true that the city is a bit strange. ”

With his traveling companion, Chichihime, a blonde beautiful girl, he exchanged information about the city, and as for the burning of the church, he kept it a secret.