Chapter 118 Next time we meet
When Bernard was nailed to the ground with a spear just now, there were still believers trying to save him. Therefore, when the current surged down, those few people were unable to avoid it. Instead, one after another people behind him were electrocuted at the same time.fell to the ground
So when all the dazzling electric light faded away, those who were left standing immediately smelled a rich, unique smell of burnt meat.
The pieces of flesh that were burnt by electricity were stacked one after another, and some were still convulsing.
Even though Cecilia was used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, she also felt sick in her stomach at this moment, but on the surface, except for her face being slightly pale, she had no other symptoms.
But the worst situation still happened. Bernard seemed to be hopeless. The only thing that made her feel lucky was that Mandela was with her to support her. In this case, maybe the Pope would not kill her..
"you!!!"
Mandela's eyes were red, and he suddenly turned back to look at Huo Xianfeng, but before he could say anything, he heard some rustling sounds.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure who was nailed to the ground with a spear. His charred clothes were pushed up, and there seemed to be something dense and squirming underneath.
Huo Xianfeng's eyes darkened, and he was about to go up to finish the attack, but at this moment, Mandela suddenly approached the boy's side, and the shiny bone claw struck fiercely, and at the same time he shouted loudly.
"Cecilia go save people-!!!"
At this time, Chengyue nailed Bernard to death. In order to prevent the man from escaping, Huo Xianfeng failed to recall his weapon. So when Mandela's attack approached, he could only dodge in embarrassment.
"Don't even think about it!"
The young man's eyes flickered, and he shouted angrily:
"Chengyue——!"
The silver gun quickly recharged and seemed ready to repeat its old tricks.
At this moment, Cecilia threw out the giant black scythe, and the hook stuck the gun body. When the huge voltage of electricity hit again, the scythe wrapped around the silver gun and flew around like a meteor.When it went out, it was like a lightning dart, rumbling and rumbling across countless wall columns one after another.
At this time, Cecilia immediately stepped forward. Before she could get closer, the smell of burnt cooked meat came to her face. She held her breath and frowned to check on Bernard, and found that he had fallen off a large piece of meat.Flesh and blood, you can see that the stigmata running through it are being repaired quickly.
Cecilia was surprised and relieved at the same time
Fortunately, alive.
"Ho...ho..."
In just a few minutes, Bernard had recovered his breathing, but was still unable to speak. His mask fell off, but he could not see his face clearly because his entire face was stuck to the mask and fell off, revealing the bloody inside.muscle texture.
Cecilia felt nauseous, but she didn't dare to move Bernard easily now, so she quickly tapped the chip behind her ear and gave the order,
"Ace! Find a doctor nearby immediately..."
"Lady Cecilia, you seem to need help."
The woman was stunned and raised her head to meet He Zhun's gaze.The latter didn't wait for her answer. He immediately squatted down, took out the scalpel from the inner layer of his clothes, and cut off all the burnt flesh and blood very quickly.
Of course He Zhun was under anesthesia, and there was a pile in the sandwich of his sleeves, but Bernard passed out after the anesthesia, so how could he be remembered.
"Sorry Mr. Bernard."
The young man's tone was respectful, but the movements of his hands were neat.
"I didn't bring any anesthesia, I can only help you with temporary stress treatment."
"Ah! Hoho...hoho..."
Bernard was in excruciating pain, but could not utter a word.
On the other side, Huo Xianfeng no longer had time to care about Bernard. He felt that his body had been overstretched. Now his strength and speed could not keep up with Mandela, and he could only be beaten by the opponent.
The feeling of being suppressed made him very angry, and he was about to recall Cheng Yue.There were believers running up from below carrying some strange pillars.
-Obviously it was Mandela's man.
"Turn on the mental shielding device!"
Invisible electric frequency fluctuations suddenly spread out.
Buzz!
The young man felt as if he had been slapped in the head, and the next second his connection with Chengyue was instantly severed!
This familiar feeling... Huo Xianfeng suddenly recalled that when he was in Mingcheng, his contact with the mecha was also blocked.However, his connection with this body has not been broken, but it has also weakened a lot.Huo Xianfeng gradually felt that he could not control the clone as if he were using his own body like before.
Swish——
The sharp hooked long claws gouged out a large piece of flesh and blood from the young man's flank. Huo Xianfeng had never felt such severe pain since he woke up on earth.His movements inevitably became sluggish, and then the man suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and slammed him into the ground.
A sharp pain hit him, and the loud rumbling sound surpassed the sound of cracking bones and almost penetrated his eardrums.Mandela's knee was firmly pressed into his back, almost using all his strength to suppress him to the ground. The boy was unable to resist at all.
"Oh shit!"
Mandela stared at him and asked Cecilia loudly,
"Why is this clone more difficult to deal with than Huo Chao?!"
"..."
Huo Xianfeng was speechless.He pressed his face sideways on the ground, and countless blood flowed from the broken hair, covering half of his face.The boy stared intently at Bernard over there. The medical team had arrived quickly and was desperately rescuing him.
The old guy probably won't die this time.
Huo Xianfeng knew very well that if Huo Chao's clone was captured this time, even if he could connect again, it would be impossible to easily break free from the cultivation cabin next time.He has to obtain more intelligence and destroy more of the opponent's plans within limited time and opportunity.
But now it seems that with this overstretched body, we are unable to fight when we are outnumbered.So Huo Xianfeng decided to change his goal.
No matter what plan the Huan Shen Cult has, they all need Huo Chao's clone. As long as he destroys this clone, he can destroy the opponent's plan.Even if the other party makes a second one, it will be three months later than planned, and by that time, his people have fully recovered their strength.At that time, his true form will come in person and twist off everyone's heads with his own hands!
The young man raised his eyes in the blood and stared coldly at the top of the Holy White Tower.
After a few seconds, Huo Xianfeng closed his eyes and gradually relaxed his body muscles, as if he had finally fainted due to lack of strength.But Mandela didn't dare to let go. He stared at Huo Xianfeng and didn't even dare to let go.After waiting for more than ten minutes, the cultivator sent the most mechanical wrist lock.
Click.
Huo Xianfeng's left wrist was locked, and Mandela was about to lock the other wrist bone.The young man who seemed to be in a coma suddenly got angry, but Mandela had been prepared for it. He sneered and immediately used his backhand to suppress it. However, the next second, he did not expect that the other party had no intention of attacking or defending at all, and actually hit him directly.come over.
Because Huo Xianfeng's goal was not to break free, but to destroy the clone.
Phew——!
The long hooked claws instantly pierced the young man's heart.
"you……!"
Mandela's eyes widened in disbelief, and his face was instantly sprayed with blood. His eyeballs almost bulged out, and he was so shocked that he could hardly speak.Huo Xianfeng's upper body was shaking due to severe pain, but there was no expression of pain on his face.
Mandela saw him laughing, maliciously and madly.
It felt as if it was not him who was stabbed in the heart, but Mandela himself.
"You...what the hell..."
A strong sense of dissonance and familiarity came from the young man. This guy was obviously a clone of Huo Chao, but it reminded Mandela of the Huo Xianfeng he had met in Mingcheng.
This madman-like fighting style and the smile like a ferocious beast in the abyss made Mandela feel deeply frightened. He suddenly grabbed Huo Xianfeng's shoulders with an urgent and trembling tone,
"Who the hell are you...?"
When he asked this kind of question, he felt ridiculous, and he also didn't get an answer.I could only hear the other party's hoarse breath and gasping for breath, but did not give an answer.But there was undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
Buzz—!
Mandela instantly felt a cold chill creeping up his spine, making his hair stand on end. He even vaguely heard the sound of his back molars chattering and rubbing.
Just when Huo Xianfeng was about to disconnect, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of spying.He was shaken suddenly and turned his head with difficulty to look up into the sky.
In the young man's blurred and blood-red sight, an extremely tall and solemn white figure crashed in.
——The Pope of the Illusory God Religion.
He was extremely tall, nearly three meters tall, almost beyond the height that a human should be.
The Pope wore a strange red-gold crown on his head, a complicated white robe, and his long snow-colored hair almost reached his ankles.
He has white hair and white pupils, and even his skin is almost a bloodless white, so the face looks like it has no pupils. Paired with the extremely perfect facial features, it has a weird, creepy, and absurd beauty.
Huo Xianfeng remembered this face and was very, very impressed.
Because everyone’s face has its own characteristics, but this pope has no characteristics. His face is indistinguishable from male to female, and every detail of the facial features gives people a sense of precision and data generated by AI.
The Pope stood on the top of the White Tower of the Holy Relic, with such an arrogant and cold attitude, like a god looking down at ants.
At this moment, not only Huo Xianfeng noticed, but everyone else noticed. They seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. They immediately knelt down without hesitation, their backs trembling.
"Teach...His Majesty the Pope..."
Even the medical team that was rescuing Bernard stopped and fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
Cecilia was covered in cold sweat and swallowed unconsciously.
The importance of Bernard and the clones is self-evident. Now one is half dead and the other is about to die. Not to mention, this incident has alarmed His Majesty the Pope.
Mandela's back was turned to the Pope, and his hook and claws were stuck in the boy's chest, so he had not yet knelt down, but the actions of the people around him had made him realize what was happening at this moment, and his back felt cold and his head was covered in cold sweat., but before he made any move, he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the young man's chest.
Click!
Mandela was suddenly frozen.
That was the sound of his bone claws being broken.
But Huo Xianfeng had no time to pay attention to Mandela anymore. He saw the Pope slowly reaching out his hand to him, and then shook it in the air.
Wow——!
Countless blood-colored stigmata rushed out from the young man's chest, and their volume even exceeded his own body size.The hooked and sharp claws of the S-class mecha Greedy Wolf were easily broken, and the fragments fell to the ground with a clatter.
But Mandela did not dare to say a word. He quickly turned around, knelt down, lowered his head and prostrated, not even daring to look up.
Huo Xianfeng was completely unable to move at this time, not even a finger, even worse than when he was suppressed by Mandela just now, because the bloody stigmata turned into countless shackles, imprisoning him tightly, and then moved toward the voidThe hand holding it flew away.
Snapped!
The young man's neck was tightly strangled by that big hand.
The clone of Huo Chao, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, was only 1.6 meters tall, while the Pope was nearly three meters tall. The exaggerated size difference between the two sides, and the collision of blood and white, made the scene at this moment extremely absurd and weird.
At this time, His Majesty the Pope didn't pay attention to anyone below him, and didn't even give him half of his peripheral vision. He just leaned over and carefully looked at the young, painful face that belonged to Huo Chao.
Huo Xianfeng looked at the pair of extremely weird white eyes and came closer, and heard the other party ask softly,
"Are you back, my child?"
Buzz!
At this moment, Huo Xianfeng felt as if his brain had been hit hard. The last lock on the memory door was broken, revealing the strange ghosts inside.
That night when the King Insect's depravity reached nearly 99%, Huo Chao killed him at the Holy White Tower.
The only human friend that Wang recognized, fought his way out to see him for the last time.
Huo Xianfeng deeply remembered that Huo Chao was covered in blood, kneeling in front of him, crying and begging,
[Wait for me...please wait for me...]
[breeze……]
At that time, Huo Xianfeng was speechless and could only give his friend the last gift and protection.He was indeed able to connect with Huo Chao before, but he was not pulled into the Zerg's spiritual network. Huo Xianfeng only regarded Huo Chao as a mecha-like existence.
It's just a tool for him to spy on this human society.
But that day, Huo Xianfeng's last order to his clan members was one other than revenge.
-Don't hurt his friends.
Huo Xianfeng watched Huo Chao leave, and then watched him climb to the top.
In front of the huge statue, the Pope sat on a luxurious and exquisite white throne, with a compassionate expression on his perfect face.
[Huo Chao, are you going to kill the godfather for a monster?]
Huo Chao's answer was to pick up the halberd and aim it at the Pope's heart.
But the alpha, who is known as the strongest human being, failed to move even half a step forward at that moment.Because the Pope on the throne just raised his hand slightly, countless holy marks emerged from Huo Chao's heart. They were like living shackles, locking him to death instantly.
boom!
He looked at the stigmata on his body in shock. He wanted to say something but suddenly heard the Pope speak,
[You are so innocent, my child.Do you think you can resist the godfather by getting some medicine from He Qichu that can temporarily suppress the stigmata?]
There was a faint smile in the Pope's tone, as if he saw a young child doing something stupid but funny,
[Huo Chao, everything you have is given to you by me.Your strength, your status, your power...all of it.]
[The godfather selected you from among so many children, trained you, and gave you the best resources, a status above ten thousand people, unparalleled favor, and even the world's only 3S mecha Forbidden Abyss,The Illusion God Cult’s most precious weapon asset is also given to you.]
[Huo Chao, I gave you so many things, not just for you to use everything I gave you now...]
Those cold white eyes suddenly darkened,
[——Come and kill your father!]
boom!
Huo Chao's knees hit the ground hard, and he knelt down in a humiliating posture. The muscles on his face twitched and twisted, and his back molars clenched, as if he was suffering from great pain.
A few minutes later, probably because he had learned enough lessons, the Pope slowly walked down from the throne, dragging his long white robe towards Huo Chao. His tone returned to the calm and compassionate tone before,
[The Zerg army is indeed terrifying. Although humans cannot resist it, it is not without any means.]
[But don’t forget, my dear child, you are human, your compatriots are human, your subordinates, your friends, even... your lover——]
When he said the last word, the Pope saw extreme shock and horror on his face. Huo Chao's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but the Pope did not give him a chance to speak.Because at this point, all threats have been reached.
[Huo Chao, all the people you care about are all human beings, and now the earth is destined to become a cemetery, so you have to think carefully...]
He leaned over and stroked Huo Chao's blood-soaked hair with his huge and cold finger bones. His movements were full of love and affection.
[Humans or Zerg, which one should you choose?]
The Pope did not give Huo Chao a chance to reply. The ethereal and androgynous voice sighed softly, and seemed to be sneering.
[Huo Chao, you have no choice.]
"..."
At this moment, the same voice fell in Huo Xianfeng's ears,
"You are not Huo Chao——!"
The originally ethereal and beautiful voice actually had a cold feeling like a poisonous snake at this moment.
The young man suddenly came back to his senses. He saw those strange white pupils dilated in front of his eyes, staring at him.
"Who are you?!"
"I, I am..."
But Huo Xianfeng's body was now being strangled tightly by the neck, so he could not speak.He closed his eyes, deliberately showing a painful and suffocating look, and struggled to speak broken words in his mouth, but he chose not to say the last crucial part.
So the Pope slowly loosened some of his shackles and asked again,
"Who are you……"
Buzz—!
Only a flash of cold light was seen.
Huo Xianfeng suddenly pulled out a dagger and instantly stabbed the pope's left eye.
Phew!
Blood splattered everywhere.
But it's a pity that it only penetrated a little bit of the tip, not directly from the eye socket into the skull, because at this moment, his wrist bone was broken by the holy mark.
"you!!!"
The voice screamed in pain and rage.
Everyone was shocked at this moment. This picture was so absurd that it was almost terrifying. They even thought they were dreaming.
No one has ever dared or been able to hurt the Pope, not even Huo Chao.The Pope is almost completely deified in everyone's mind.But at this moment, the clone did it
"Damn it! Damn it... how dare you!!!"
"How dare you-!!!"
In fact, this injury can only be regarded as a minor injury to him, but the other party provoked his authority, which made the Pope feel extremely humiliated and angry.
The aloof gods are screaming in embarrassment and anger——
"I will make your life worse than death, your life worse than death!!!"
The Pope covered his eyes with one hand, and tightened his fingers on the other hand tightly, almost crushing the boy's neck.At the same moment, the bloody holy marks on the latter's body also tightened suddenly, like a python strangling its prey.
Huo Xianfeng could hear the sound of every inch of the body's bones being crushed, and he also felt the terrible pain, so much so that the muscles on his face were twisted.
But at this moment, Huo Xianfeng still had to open his eyes wide to appreciate the other party's embarrassed appearance.He spoke with difficulty, and a lot of blood flowed out with every word he spoke.
"Listen...Okay, Pope, next time we meet..."
The young man grinned, revealing a ferocious and terrifying smile like a devil, and issued a death notice.
"——This is the day of your death!!!"
The author has something to say:
This chapter was originally planned to cover Ah Ci's role, but I thought it was more interesting to be stuck in the final death notice, so I moved the rest of the story to the next chapter.
Chapter 118 Next time we meet
When Bernard was nailed to the ground with a spear just now, there were still believers trying to save him. Therefore, when the current surged down, those few people were unable to avoid it. Instead, one after another people behind him were electrocuted at the same time.fell to the ground
So when all the dazzling electric light faded away, those who were left standing immediately smelled a rich, unique smell of burnt meat.
The pieces of flesh that were burnt by electricity were stacked one after another, and some were still convulsing.
Even though Cecilia was used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, she also felt sick in her stomach at this moment, but on the surface, except for her face being slightly pale, she had no other symptoms.
But the worst situation still happened. Bernard seemed to be hopeless. The only thing that made her feel lucky was that Mandela was with her to support her. In this case, maybe the Pope would not kill her..
"you!!!"
Mandela's eyes were red, and he suddenly turned back to look at Huo Xianfeng, but before he could say anything, he heard some rustling sounds.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure who was nailed to the ground with a spear. His charred clothes were pushed up, and there seemed to be something dense and squirming underneath.
Huo Xianfeng's eyes darkened, and he was about to go up to finish the attack, but at this moment, Mandela suddenly approached the boy's side, and the shiny bone claw struck fiercely, and at the same time he shouted loudly.
"Cecilia go save people-!!!"
At this time, Chengyue nailed Bernard to death. In order to prevent the man from escaping, Huo Xianfeng failed to recall his weapon. So when Mandela's attack approached, he could only dodge in embarrassment.
"Don't even think about it!"
The young man's eyes flickered, and he shouted angrily:
"Chengyue——!"
The silver gun quickly recharged and seemed ready to repeat its old tricks.
At this moment, Cecilia threw out the giant black scythe, and the hook stuck the gun body. When the huge voltage of electricity hit again, the scythe wrapped around the silver gun and flew around like a meteor.When it went out, it was like a lightning dart, rumbling and rumbling across countless wall columns one after another.
At this time, Cecilia immediately stepped forward. Before she could get closer, the smell of burnt cooked meat came to her face. She held her breath and frowned to check on Bernard, and found that he had fallen off a large piece of meat.Flesh and blood, you can see that the stigmata running through it are being repaired quickly.
Cecilia was surprised and relieved at the same time
Fortunately, alive.
"Ho...ho..."
In just a few minutes, Bernard had recovered his breathing, but was still unable to speak. His mask fell off, but he could not see his face clearly because his entire face was stuck to the mask and fell off, revealing the bloody inside.muscle texture.
Cecilia felt nauseous, but she didn't dare to move Bernard easily now, so she quickly tapped the chip behind her ear and gave the order,
"Ace! Find a doctor nearby immediately..."
"Lady Cecilia, you seem to need help."
The woman was stunned and raised her head to meet He Zhun's gaze.The latter didn't wait for her answer. He immediately squatted down, took out the scalpel from the inner layer of his clothes, and cut off all the burnt flesh and blood very quickly.
Of course He Zhun was under anesthesia, and there was a pile in the sandwich of his sleeves, but Bernard passed out after the anesthesia, so how could he be remembered.
"Sorry Mr. Bernard."
The young man's tone was respectful, but the movements of his hands were neat.
"I didn't bring any anesthesia, I can only help you with temporary stress treatment."
"Ah! Hoho...hoho..."
Bernard was in excruciating pain, but could not utter a word.
On the other side, Huo Xianfeng no longer had time to care about Bernard. He felt that his body had been overstretched. Now his strength and speed could not keep up with Mandela, and he could only be beaten by the opponent.
The feeling of being suppressed made him very angry, and he was about to recall Cheng Yue.There were believers running up from below carrying some strange pillars.
-Obviously it was Mandela's man.
"Turn on the mental shielding device!"
Invisible electric frequency fluctuations suddenly spread out.
Buzz!
The young man felt as if he had been slapped in the head, and the next second his connection with Chengyue was instantly severed!
This familiar feeling... Huo Xianfeng suddenly recalled that when he was in Mingcheng, his contact with the mecha was also blocked.However, his connection with this body has not been broken, but it has also weakened a lot.Huo Xianfeng gradually felt that he could not control the clone as if he were using his own body like before.
Swish——
The sharp hooked long claws gouged out a large piece of flesh and blood from the young man's flank. Huo Xianfeng had never felt such severe pain since he woke up on earth.His movements inevitably became sluggish, and then the man suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and slammed him into the ground.
A sharp pain hit him, and the loud rumbling sound surpassed the sound of cracking bones and almost penetrated his eardrums.Mandela's knee was firmly pressed into his back, almost using all his strength to suppress him to the ground. The boy was unable to resist at all.
"Oh shit!"
Mandela stared at him and asked Cecilia loudly,
"Why is this clone more difficult to deal with than Huo Chao?!"
"..."
Huo Xianfeng was speechless.He pressed his face sideways on the ground, and countless blood flowed from the broken hair, covering half of his face.The boy stared intently at Bernard over there. The medical team had arrived quickly and was desperately rescuing him.
The old guy probably won't die this time.
Huo Xianfeng knew very well that if Huo Chao's clone was captured this time, even if he could connect again, it would be impossible to easily break free from the cultivation cabin next time.He has to obtain more intelligence and destroy more of the opponent's plans within limited time and opportunity.
But now it seems that with this overstretched body, we are unable to fight when we are outnumbered.So Huo Xianfeng decided to change his goal.
No matter what plan the Huan Shen Cult has, they all need Huo Chao's clone. As long as he destroys this clone, he can destroy the opponent's plan.Even if the other party makes a second one, it will be three months later than planned, and by that time, his people have fully recovered their strength.At that time, his true form will come in person and twist off everyone's heads with his own hands!
The young man raised his eyes in the blood and stared coldly at the top of the Holy White Tower.
After a few seconds, Huo Xianfeng closed his eyes and gradually relaxed his body muscles, as if he had finally fainted due to lack of strength.But Mandela didn't dare to let go. He stared at Huo Xianfeng and didn't even dare to let go.After waiting for more than ten minutes, the cultivator sent the most mechanical wrist lock.
Click.
Huo Xianfeng's left wrist was locked, and Mandela was about to lock the other wrist bone.The young man who seemed to be in a coma suddenly got angry, but Mandela had been prepared for it. He sneered and immediately used his backhand to suppress it. However, the next second, he did not expect that the other party had no intention of attacking or defending at all, and actually hit him directly.come over.
Because Huo Xianfeng's goal was not to break free, but to destroy the clone.
Phew——!
The long hooked claws instantly pierced the young man's heart.
"you……!"
Mandela's eyes widened in disbelief, and his face was instantly sprayed with blood. His eyeballs almost bulged out, and he was so shocked that he could hardly speak.Huo Xianfeng's upper body was shaking due to severe pain, but there was no expression of pain on his face.
Mandela saw him laughing, maliciously and madly.
It felt as if it was not him who was stabbed in the heart, but Mandela himself.
"You...what the hell..."
A strong sense of dissonance and familiarity came from the young man. This guy was obviously a clone of Huo Chao, but it reminded Mandela of the Huo Xianfeng he had met in Mingcheng.
This madman-like fighting style and the smile like a ferocious beast in the abyss made Mandela feel deeply frightened. He suddenly grabbed Huo Xianfeng's shoulders with an urgent and trembling tone,
"Who the hell are you...?"
When he asked this kind of question, he felt ridiculous, and he also didn't get an answer.I could only hear the other party's hoarse breath and gasping for breath, but did not give an answer.But there was undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
Buzz—!
Mandela instantly felt a cold chill creeping up his spine, making his hair stand on end. He even vaguely heard the sound of his back molars chattering and rubbing.
Just when Huo Xianfeng was about to disconnect, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of spying.He was shaken suddenly and turned his head with difficulty to look up into the sky.
In the young man's blurred and blood-red sight, an extremely tall and solemn white figure crashed in.
——The Pope of the Illusory God Religion.
He was extremely tall, nearly three meters tall, almost beyond the height that a human should be.
The Pope wore a strange red-gold crown on his head, a complicated white robe, and his long snow-colored hair almost reached his ankles.
He has white hair and white pupils, and even his skin is almost a bloodless white, so the face looks like it has no pupils. Paired with the extremely perfect facial features, it has a weird, creepy, and absurd beauty.
Huo Xianfeng remembered this face and was very, very impressed.
Because everyone’s face has its own characteristics, but this pope has no characteristics. His face is indistinguishable from male to female, and every detail of the facial features gives people a sense of precision and data generated by AI.
The Pope stood on the top of the White Tower of the Holy Relic, with such an arrogant and cold attitude, like a god looking down at ants.
At this moment, not only Huo Xianfeng noticed, but everyone else noticed. They seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. They immediately knelt down without hesitation, their backs trembling.
"Teach...His Majesty the Pope..."
Even the medical team that was rescuing Bernard stopped and fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
Cecilia was covered in cold sweat and swallowed unconsciously.
The importance of Bernard and the clones is self-evident. Now one is half dead and the other is about to die. Not to mention, this incident has alarmed His Majesty the Pope.
Mandela's back was turned to the Pope, and his hook and claws were stuck in the boy's chest, so he had not yet knelt down, but the actions of the people around him had made him realize what was happening at this moment, and his back felt cold and his head was covered in cold sweat., but before he made any move, he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the young man's chest.
Click!
Mandela was suddenly frozen.
That was the sound of his bone claws being broken.
But Huo Xianfeng had no time to pay attention to Mandela anymore. He saw the Pope slowly reaching out his hand to him, and then shook it in the air.
Wow——!
Countless blood-colored stigmata rushed out from the young man's chest, and their volume even exceeded his own body size.The hooked and sharp claws of the S-class mecha Greedy Wolf were easily broken, and the fragments fell to the ground with a clatter.
But Mandela did not dare to say a word. He quickly turned around, knelt down, lowered his head and prostrated, not even daring to look up.
Huo Xianfeng was completely unable to move at this time, not even a finger, even worse than when he was suppressed by Mandela just now, because the bloody stigmata turned into countless shackles, imprisoning him tightly, and then moved toward the voidThe hand holding it flew away.
Snapped!
The young man's neck was tightly strangled by that big hand.
The clone of Huo Chao, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, was only 1.6 meters tall, while the Pope was nearly three meters tall. The exaggerated size difference between the two sides, and the collision of blood and white, made the scene at this moment extremely absurd and weird.
At this time, His Majesty the Pope didn't pay attention to anyone below him, and didn't even give him half of his peripheral vision. He just leaned over and carefully looked at the young, painful face that belonged to Huo Chao.
Huo Xianfeng looked at the pair of extremely weird white eyes and came closer, and heard the other party ask softly,
"Are you back, my child?"
Buzz!
At this moment, Huo Xianfeng felt as if his brain had been hit hard. The last lock on the memory door was broken, revealing the strange ghosts inside.
That night when the King Insect's depravity reached nearly 99%, Huo Chao killed him at the Holy White Tower.
The only human friend that Wang recognized, fought his way out to see him for the last time.
Huo Xianfeng deeply remembered that Huo Chao was covered in blood, kneeling in front of him, crying and begging,
[Wait for me...please wait for me...]
[breeze……]
At that time, Huo Xianfeng was speechless and could only give his friend the last gift and protection.He was indeed able to connect with Huo Chao before, but he was not pulled into the Zerg's spiritual network. Huo Xianfeng only regarded Huo Chao as a mecha-like existence.
It's just a tool for him to spy on this human society.
But that day, Huo Xianfeng's last order to his clan members was one other than revenge.
-Don't hurt his friends.
Huo Xianfeng watched Huo Chao leave, and then watched him climb to the top.
In front of the huge statue, the Pope sat on a luxurious and exquisite white throne, with a compassionate expression on his perfect face.
[Huo Chao, are you going to kill the godfather for a monster?]
Huo Chao's answer was to pick up the halberd and aim it at the Pope's heart.
But the alpha, who is known as the strongest human being, failed to move even half a step forward at that moment.Because the Pope on the throne just raised his hand slightly, countless holy marks emerged from Huo Chao's heart. They were like living shackles, locking him to death instantly.
boom!
He looked at the stigmata on his body in shock. He wanted to say something but suddenly heard the Pope speak,
[You are so innocent, my child.Do you think you can resist the godfather by getting some medicine from He Qichu that can temporarily suppress the stigmata?]
There was a faint smile in the Pope's tone, as if he saw a young child doing something stupid but funny,
[Huo Chao, everything you have is given to you by me.Your strength, your status, your power...all of it.]
[The godfather selected you from among so many children, trained you, and gave you the best resources, a status above ten thousand people, unparalleled favor, and even the world's only 3S mecha Forbidden Abyss,The Illusion God Cult’s most precious weapon asset is also given to you.]
[Huo Chao, I gave you so many things, not just for you to use everything I gave you now...]
Those cold white eyes suddenly darkened,
[——Come and kill your father!]
boom!
Huo Chao's knees hit the ground hard, and he knelt down in a humiliating posture. The muscles on his face twitched and twisted, and his back molars clenched, as if he was suffering from great pain.
A few minutes later, probably because he had learned enough lessons, the Pope slowly walked down from the throne, dragging his long white robe towards Huo Chao. His tone returned to the calm and compassionate tone before,
[The Zerg army is indeed terrifying. Although humans cannot resist it, it is not without any means.]
[But don’t forget, my dear child, you are human, your compatriots are human, your subordinates, your friends, even... your lover——]
When he said the last word, the Pope saw extreme shock and horror on his face. Huo Chao's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but the Pope did not give him a chance to speak.Because at this point, all threats have been reached.
[Huo Chao, all the people you care about are all human beings, and now the earth is destined to become a cemetery, so you have to think carefully...]
He leaned over and stroked Huo Chao's blood-soaked hair with his huge and cold finger bones. His movements were full of love and affection.
[Humans or Zerg, which one should you choose?]
The Pope did not give Huo Chao a chance to reply. The ethereal and androgynous voice sighed softly, and seemed to be sneering.
[Huo Chao, you have no choice.]
"..."
At this moment, the same voice fell in Huo Xianfeng's ears,
"You are not Huo Chao——!"
The originally ethereal and beautiful voice actually had a cold feeling like a poisonous snake at this moment.
The young man suddenly came back to his senses. He saw those strange white pupils dilated in front of his eyes, staring at him.
"Who are you?!"
"I, I am..."
But Huo Xianfeng's body was now being strangled tightly by the neck, so he could not speak.He closed his eyes, deliberately showing a painful and suffocating look, and struggled to speak broken words in his mouth, but he chose not to say the last crucial part.
So the Pope slowly loosened some of his shackles and asked again,
"Who are you……"
Buzz—!
Only a flash of cold light was seen.
Huo Xianfeng suddenly pulled out a dagger and instantly stabbed the pope's left eye.
Phew!
Blood splattered everywhere.
But it's a pity that it only penetrated a little bit of the tip, not directly from the eye socket into the skull, because at this moment, his wrist bone was broken by the holy mark.
"you!!!"
The voice screamed in pain and rage.
Everyone was shocked at this moment. This picture was so absurd that it was almost terrifying. They even thought they were dreaming.
No one has ever dared or been able to hurt the Pope, not even Huo Chao.The Pope is almost completely deified in everyone's mind.But at this moment, the clone did it
"Damn it! Damn it... how dare you!!!"
"How dare you-!!!"
In fact, this injury can only be regarded as a minor injury to him, but the other party provoked his authority, which made the Pope feel extremely humiliated and angry.
The aloof gods are screaming in embarrassment and anger——
"I will make your life worse than death, your life worse than death!!!"
The Pope covered his eyes with one hand, and tightened his fingers on the other hand tightly, almost crushing the boy's neck.At the same moment, the bloody holy marks on the latter's body also tightened suddenly, like a python strangling its prey.
Huo Xianfeng could hear the sound of every inch of the body's bones being crushed, and he also felt the terrible pain, so much so that the muscles on his face were twisted.
But at this moment, Huo Xianfeng still had to open his eyes wide to appreciate the other party's embarrassed appearance.He spoke with difficulty, and a lot of blood flowed out with every word he spoke.
"Listen...Okay, Pope, next time we meet..."
The young man grinned, revealing a ferocious and terrifying smile like a devil, and issued a death notice.
"——This is the day of your death!!!"
The author has something to say:
This chapter was originally planned to cover Ah Ci's role, but I thought it was more interesting to be stuck in the final death notice, so I moved the rest of the story to the next chapter.
