Lydia, who was carrying Benjamin to escape, could already see the scene at the back door of the manor.
Two guards wearing black uniforms and pointed helmets ran over.
A cross-shaped dark green light flashed in Lidia's eyes, and the two guards suddenly fell forward, closing their eyes tightly, with painful expressions, as if they had fallen into a terrible dream.
Lydia heard continuous gunshots coming from behind, like a typewriter tapping hard against her ears.
She turned her head halfway, her spiritual essence condensing behind her, but she found that the fierce man wearing a black mask dozens of meters away, the bullets fired from the submachine gun in his hand did not hit her back.
Turning back to face the front, Lydia saw a strange scene——
Countless bullets have circled in front of him, and they are all flickering with faint light, like fireflies in the dark night.
These "fireflies" seemed to have discovered the wasps attacking the target, and rushed towards Lydia from the front.
The orange-haired girl held Benjamin in her arms, her whole body tightening with spiritual essence.
Countless "firefly" bullets penetrated into the solid spiritual essence with a continuous sound.
They were all stagnated in the ectoplasm, but the faint light on them filled Lydia's ectoplasm.
"Soul paralyzing agent!" Lydia opened her eyes suddenly, and a burst of electricity seemed to bloom from the depths of her soul, clearing away all the impurities dispersed in the spiritual matter.
Just out of danger, she opened her eyes and looked at her opponent. She saw an apple-sized grenade thrown in front of her nose.
The ectoplasm wrapped around the grenade and solidified instantly. The explosion of the grenade was restricted within the ectoplasm bubble, like a huge bubble, with the interior shining and swelling.
It was the first time Carlos saw the practice of using ectoplasm to detonate grenades. He seemed surprised by the orange-haired girl's reaction speed and skill in using ectoplasm. He was stunned for a moment, holding the drum filled with ectoplasm bullets with one hand, and injected With some force, he pulled the trigger again.
This time, the warhead spurting out from the gun flame was slightly red and black.
Bullets with terrifying kinetic energy must be defended no matter what, so Lydia opened the ectoplasm bulletproof layer again.
The moment the red bullets were embedded in the ectoplasm, Lydia suddenly discovered that these bullets could corrode her own ectoplasm!
Looking carefully, the red bullets shot by Carlos, after being embedded in the ectoplasm, all turned into locusts covered with strange runes, which made one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
The heads of those locusts are like skulls.
The huge dark red locusts crazily gnawed at Lydia's ectoplasm.
Carlos clenched his fists, his calloused joints tightened and turned blue-white, and rushed to Lydia's side.
The thugs plan to use skull-faced locusts to destroy Lydia's ectoplasm protection, and then subdue the opponent with hand-to-hand combat!
The girl with the horrifying scars had a fierce look on her face. She let the terrifying locusts bite her spiritual essence and said through gritted teeth: "My nightmare is so..."
There was a cross-shaped dark green flash that darkened the surrounding area. After the girl's left eye bloomed, Carlos suddenly heard the sound of heavy rain pouring in his ears.
Bloody rain covered the sky and the earth.
Carlos saw countless tall people who seemed to suffer from gigantism rushing out of the darkness.
Armed with various weapons, they stepped on the blood puddles formed by the heavy rain, rushed to their side, and knocked down the people guarding them to the ground.
In the terror of being struck by lightning, the mob wanted to shout and cry.
Carlos realized that he was in a nightmare. He fumbled and pulled out a tube of adrenaline from his belt, inserted it into his elbow socket, and injected it into himself.
The steel pipe in the giant's hand hit his shoulder, and Carlos rolled directly into a pool of blood. The adrenaline took effect quickly, making his heart beat like an explosion.
The severe pain and the effects of adrenaline brought him out of his dream, and he crawled on the stone pavement of Barton Manor.
However, the shoulder was dislocated.
The girl with scars on her face wore an evil smile. Instead of running away while Carlos was in a nightmare, she walked to the thugs.
Green light shone in her blue eyes, and she smiled: "So, what is your nightmare?"
——
Kennedy was very confused at this point.
The Oblivion Explosion Flash he had just released against Arthur who was charging over was the strongest one.
The violent flash even caused the Filthy Angels and Evil Ghost Gunners behind them to temporarily stop their actions.
But the flash seemed to only make Arthur pause and squint.
Kennedy saw a golden rectangular frame emerging behind Arthur, with lines of handwritten Leon script inside the frame, like gold-rimmed text embedded in the air.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Arthur smiled: "Yes, I got the last authentic copy of the Declaration of Truth. It is difficult for the strange powers of the old masters to affect me."
The manifesto on the pursuit of reason and knowledge that was jointly written by the great minds of mankind is an A-level heritage that has a similar effect to the "Light of Reason".
It can drive away evil spirits and weaken mysterious and strange powers. It is a legendary rare treasure.
The fourth shot, Jealousy, was fired right in Kennedy's face.
Kennedy's figure retreated at the moment when the shotgun was fired, and disappeared into the dark green fog that suddenly appeared, with only a pair of eyes still shining with fierce light.
Behind him, a city with flashing neon lights emerged from the depths of the thick fog, and various sounds unique to modern cities were muffled - laughter, music, and traffic noises.
Facing the wall-like thick fog, Arthur lowered the Seven Deadly Sins in his hand: "Is this...?"
"A kingdom of God formed by a new faith?"
A new god is protecting Kennedy, and the modern city in the thick fog is his kingdom.
A selfless smile appeared on Arthur's face, as if he had forgotten that he was fighting a powerful enemy to the death: "This era... is getting more and more interesting."
——
The last drop of mercury-like substance in the transparent tube wrapped with golden leaves fell on the wound stained with the blood of the executioner angel. A burst of green smoke rose, and Jace let out a groan. The wound seemed to have undergone a violent chemical reaction. Bridged.
Longway Patton was also wearing a white suit today. His face was solemn and majestic under his gray beard. He handed the carbine to his younger brother with complicated eyes.
Jace glanced at his brother.
The two brothers have not liked too much verbal communication since they were young, but they understand each other better than anyone else.
Jace stood up, took the carbine, and rushed towards the front where the strange atmosphere was clearly revealed.
Longway Barton stood up. When everyone around him was in panic, he just pursed his lips.
——
Carlos stood in the dark room.
He didn't know if he was getting smaller or if the whole world was getting bigger.
He found that everything around him was larger than normal.
Especially when there was a long table in front of him, with both ends almost invisible.
The scary thing is that there is a tall corpse lying on this long table.
The corpse's head was on the far right side of Carlos' line of sight. The thug had to look at his feet and turn the head entirely to the other side.
Just by standing in front of this corpse and taking a quick look, you can feel how cold and stiff it is.
Like the embodiment of death, it was inescapable and unstoppable before Carlos.
A huge fear gripped his throat at this moment. The adrenaline that had just taken effect failed to free him from this fear. Instead, it made his heart almost stop beating due to excessive throbbing.
The scene in front of me seemed to evoke memories buried deep inside.
"Grandpa?" Carlos' throat made a childish voice.
The hand of the huge corpse on the stage suddenly raised and suddenly grabbed the thug's delicate wrist.
It was like huge shackles locking him tightly...
The touch of death instantly shook Carlos out of his mind.
