fantasy novels Chapter 339 Mr. A Makes a Move
Chapter 339 Mr. A Makes a Move
Chapter 339 Mr. A Makes a Move
Once the gunshots ring out, everything will be out of control. Neither side will have any reason to exercise restraint, and the police, who wield absolute force, will have no scruples whatsoever.
The blood mist spurting from the bullet holes on the workers opposite seemed like some kind of stimulant, instantly awakening the bloodthirsty genes suppressed in everyone's hearts.
In an instant, steam billowed from behind the sandbags, and the steam machine gun fired powerful bullets in succession, sending the workers rushing towards them flying and leaving them bloodied and mangled. Like corn in a field blown down by a strong wind, they fell one after another, a one-sided massacre!
What's strange is that at this point, the psychological defenses of the victims usually collapse, and their survival instinct takes over, causing them to scatter and flee in search of cover.
But the workers today seemed very strange. Their eyes were bloodshot, their faces were full of ferocious and bloodthirsty expressions, and they even looked like they were pursuing death. They were fearless and one after another, using their bodies to block bullets and paving the way for those behind them!
In just a few minutes, the road between the residential and factory areas in the East District was covered with fallen bodies, and blood pooled along the uneven road, forming blood pits.
Those who came later trampled on the bodies of the dead in front, turning their flesh into piles of minced meat, making the place look like a living hell!
Even the police officers and factory owners hiding in the back were terrified; they had never seen such fearless workers.
They had never seen such a bloody suppression scene before, and they were all stunned, not even noticing that the cigars in their hands had fallen to the ground!
The workers charged forward recklessly, while the police and gang thugs pulled the triggers without mercy.
Unlike the workers' fearless fervor, the police and bodyguards were filled with excitement, as if they were not beating living people, but ordinary prey. The more prey that died, the more excited they became!
The steam machine gun, capable of firing in rapid succession, was extremely convenient and efficient at taking lives. In just a few minutes, it slaughtered at least three hundred workers!
But this is not the shooting game that Evan played in his previous life, where bullets were unlimited.
Gradually, the rate of fire from the police and bodyguards' rifles decreased, and their range shortened, while more and more workers rushed across the road. "They're out of bullets! Brothers, charge with me and kill them!"
Suddenly, a shout of "Workers' Pioneer!" came from among the workers, which startled all of them. They then shouted excitedly and rushed towards the other side at an even faster speed!
They quickly broke through the sandbag fortress and clashed with the police and bodyguards, rolling and biting each other.
It's a real tearing and biting, biting each other until they're bloody and mangled, biting off ears and noses, biting until their faces are unrecognizable, and then swallowing everything they've bitten off!
Soon, hundreds of police officers and bodyguards were torn apart in front of tens of thousands of workers. Many workers were covered in blood and had bits of flesh stuck in their teeth, but they still licked their lips with a sense of satisfaction. Then they turned their attention to the police officers, officials and factory owners who were fleeing when things went wrong, and then rushed towards them with laughter!
"No! Don't come any closer! I'm the police chief! You bunch of troublemakers, how dare you lay a hand on me? Don't you have a death wish?!"
The police chief, who weighs over 300 pounds, was abandoned by his subordinates and was the first to be caught.
After being pushed to the ground by the workers, he still took the time to use his status as police chief to reprimand what he saw as a mob!
But he was quickly swallowed up by the crowd, letting out a heart-wrenching cry of pain!
"Spare me! I agree to a raise! I'll give you two fen of dirt a week, no, four fen, six fen! Don't kill me! Give me whatever you say! Please! I still have parents and children!"
How could pampered police officers and factory owners possibly outrun workers? They were caught up and knocked to the ground after running only a few dozen meters.
Those who were quick-witted immediately knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, defecating and urinating, bowing their heads and begging for mercy, willing to agree to any conditions, disregarding all dignity, completely losing their previous arrogant attitude!
The workers, who were already bloodthirsty, wouldn't listen to any of that and killed them with the cruelest methods!
Just then, Dunn Smith's Night Watch team arrived at the scene and were stunned by what they saw!
They imagined things might get serious, but they didn't expect them to get this serious.
They expected to see workers being suppressed and blood flowing like rivers, but they never expected to see the workers collectively cannibalizing each other like bloodthirsty demons!
The positions of factory owners and workers seem to have been reversed; workers have become the bloodthirsty demons in people's eyes, while the police and factory owners have become lambs to the slaughter!
"Is this what you call pollution?"
Dunn Smith, leading the Night Watch squad, stood on a high place, looking down at the scene below, and asked Klein beside him in a trembling voice!
Klein pursed his lips, remaining silent, equally perplexed.
He had verified this many times before. It was clear that only the criminals released by the Augustus family were corrupted, but what was the situation with the workers below?
Were all these workers contaminated today? Does the Augustus family have the audacity to do such a thing?
If they really dared to do that, what's the point of all the pretense and secrecy? They should just do it directly; there's no need for any planning or strategy.
Looking for black gloves?
"I don't know what happened either. All I can say is that before today, there were no signs of contamination."
"Whatever has happened now, Captain Dunn Smith, please take control of the situation. If I remember correctly, there's an arms factory in the direction they're heading; it supplies firearms to the military!"
Klein looked down at the workers who had clearly been reorganized, pointed to their destination, and said in an unusually serious tone, "Dunne Smith looked in the direction Klein was pointing, and his hair stood on end."
If a bunch of irrational lunatics were to get their hands on the weapons, the East District would be destroyed!
So without further ado, he directly said to Leonard beside him:
"Use sealing items 1-63!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Leonard, who seemed somewhat silent today, responded without hesitation. He then untied the silver bracelet from his wrist, took a deep breath, and pressed his hand against the silver box that was attached to it.
After he pressed down on the box, illusory ripples appeared on it, absorbing all the surrounding light. Then, an antique-style silver-plated mirror popped out from it. The images reflected in the mirror overlapped layer upon layer, endlessly, and emitted an eerie light!
As the mirror bounced into the air, Dunn Smith suddenly reached out and caught it, suppressing the light emitted by the mirror. Then, he held the mirror in his hand and used it to reflect everything below!
Only then did Klein notice that the captain had a ring made of pure black gemstones on his hand, like a bottomless black hole that absorbed all the light emitted by the silver-plated mirror!
The captain and that ring give me a feeling that's so similar to that of High Butler Cecima and that 'holy relic' bone sword.
Is this why the captain was able to take over the entire Red Gloves squad after only one month of training?
Is he highly compatible with that ring? Does he possess a greater "talent" for future advancement?
Upon witnessing the captain activate the sealed artifact, Klein's mind raced with thoughts!
When the sealed object 1-64 shone down, all the workers below changed their appearance.
Every worker seemed to become transparent, revealing all their inner "spirits," all of which were without exception possessed by evil and ugly demons!
The night watchmen who witnessed this scene all gasped in shock, not because they were frightened by the demons, but because there were simply too many of them, so many that they didn't know how to deal with them!
The demons, having revealed themselves, also spotted Dunn Smith and his companions standing on the high ground. As if they had discovered a delicious meal, they charged towards them recklessly.
Dunn Smith, with a serious expression, addressed his team members:
"This area is now a mirror world. Killing these monsters won't harm the ordinary workers; on the contrary, it will save them, so don't be timid."
Of course, you all need to be careful and protect yourselves, and avoid getting hurt easily. We still have a lot to do tonight!
"Yes, Captain!" the night watchmen responded in unison, then tacitly covered each other, taking turns firing at the charging monsters and throwing talismans!
Klein joined in, inwardly exclaiming, "That was close! I almost called him captain too!"
As the battle began, everyone realized that these monsters were not as powerful as they had imagined. No wonder ordinary people could kill them with guns before!
Realizing this, the night watchmen became even more motivated.
But at that moment, Dunn Smith, who had been holding a silver-plated mirror, coughed up blood, and the mirror was knocked to the ground.
This sudden turn of events shocked everyone. Only Klein and Leonard reacted first. One ran to pick up the mirror that was now emitting an eerie light, while the other pulled out a "purification" talisman he had prepared and threw it at all the monsters below, shouting in Hermes:
"Purify!"
The golden talisman quickly turned to ash in mid-air, then transformed into a blazing fireball, illuminating the pitch-black night as if it were daytime!
This is the last high-level rune Klein had left from the Eternal Sun Wool in Tingen.
Under the holy and pure sunlight, most of the monsters visible to the naked eye were purified, and they disappeared from the world without even being able to scream!
After Leonard got the mirror, he listened carefully and then pointed the mirror in one direction.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in the direction he was shining his light on, a direction that was otherwise empty.
One was a man with golden hair, fair skin, and a handsome face that resembled that of a woman.
The other was a man dressed in a mysterious black robe, with slightly curly brown hair and deep eyes that seemed to hold countless secrets!
"Mr. A! The Mysterious Saint, Butis!"
Almost everyone present recognized who the two people who suddenly appeared were!
They were all on the blacklist provided by the instructors during the Red Gloves training!
Mr. A, in particular, was wanted by various official extraordinary organizations because of his involvement in the first assassination attempt on Duke Negan and the planning of the True Creator God's descent into Backlund a few months earlier.
However, his hair color has changed, now becoming a more characteristic golden yellow of the clergy of the Eternal Sun Church!
"Were you the ones who orchestrated all of this?"
After catching his breath, Dunn Smith stood up with Daly's help, took the sealed artifact 1-63 from Leonard's hand, and said in a deep voice.
The sudden appearance of the Mystic Saint and Mr. A disrupted all of Dunn Smith's plans.
Holding the sacred object, he understood that Mr. A had become a demigod.
If facing only a demigod, Dunn Smith had some confidence that he could use the sealed artifact in his possession to cover the retreat of his teammates with his own life.
But now he was facing two demigods, one of whom was the legendary and most troublesome Mystic Saint. This made Dunn Smith's heart sink to the bottom, as if he had returned to the day when he faced Megalos in Tingen.
Mr. A smiled and shook his head, then reverently made the sign of the cross in front of his chest and said:
"How can we let you, the lackeys of the night, ruin such a golden opportunity?"
Of course, if you are willing to sincerely repent and convert to our Lord, we may consider letting you go!
Dunn Smith sneered, offering no reply, but instead activated the sealing artifact in his hand, enveloping the two demigods opposite him and trapping them, while simultaneously shouting:
"You all need to leave quickly, I can't hold on much longer!"
The red gloves were all trained and would not try to be brave in this situation. In order not to let down the opportunity created by the captain's sacrifice, they all scattered and fled without looking back!
Only Klein, Leonard, and Daly remained.
Klein ignored the strange looks from Dunn Smith and the others, took out the copper whistle around his neck, summoned a giant skeletal messenger, and sent out the pre-prepared note of help.
Just then, a dazzling gate appeared in mid-air, and the Mysterious Saint and Mr. A emerged from it one after the other.
Mr. A coldly observed the group before him, then, without further ado, crossed his arms and emitted beams of pure, clear light from within his body.
Illuminate every corner around you, and burn all the night's lackeys to death.
Just as Dunn Smith, whose face was already deathly pale and whose steps were unsteady, was about to step forward again, a tall figure appeared in front of them, blocking all the light that carried an aura of destruction.
"Mr. Azik!" Dunn Smith exclaimed in surprise.