Damn it! Let’s smash the darkness together!
Chapter 489 - 125 Good and Evil Eventually Come to an End (5K for Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 489: Chapter 125 Good and Evil Eventually Come to an End (5K for Monthly Pass)_2

"Ugh!"

In the midst of an animalistic scream, blood, foul to its core, gushed forth from the iron cage, drowning the ground around it.

As the blood flowed, it did so with purpose, as if an invisible giant were controlling everything, completing a regular pattern of a sacrificial array.

After accomplishing all of this, they lifted the girl’s stretcher and silently counted, "three, two, one," before one person stealthily unlocked the cage door and the others pushed in unison.

They caged the girl!

Creak creak...

Creak creak...

The grating sounds echoed continuously in the room, like an animal gnawing on corpses or meat sizzling in sulfuric acid.

The only accompaniment was the believers with covered faces around, whose bodies swayed crazily with the candles, their movements wild and frenzied.

...

Across from the inn, in an abandoned building high up near its window, four individuals in white stood with arms crossed, quietly observing the scene from afar.

Their uniforms were stylish, adorned with a cross embroidered on white headbands.

"Hey, human alchemy, huh? These guys are freaks, willing to do anything to gain the Abyss Ancestor’s favor, crazier than us... Speaking of which, Ji Yang is really daring too, I heard this girl is his own bastard left here?" A relatively young man in a white robe sneered coldly.

"Less talk," another, older individual frowned, "even if that guy is a madman, he’s still a Second Order Master. Since we can cooperate, let’s stick together, don’t play with fire."

"Psh, an exploitative Second Rank, who am I afraid of? Besides, after this gig, we get a seven-day vacation. Hey, the underground theater in the safety zone got a new batch of well-trained stuff~ This backwater is crud, nothing works here, but the women are top-notch. Once we finish this mission, I’m definitely going there to have some fun. Are you guys in?" The young man licked his lips.

The other three rolled their eyes but seemed tempted by the proposal, exchanging looks and letting out lewd laughter.

At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the ground, squirming a few times before a man in white emerged from the shadow.

He was a large man, looking to be in his early thirties.

His face was exceptionally ugly, with a grotesquely bulbous lump on his chin, looking like a giant tumor with a few dark moles on it, oddly situated like eyes, almost as if he had an extra face.

But ugly as he was, his attire was remarkably neat and presentable.

He wasn’t crossing his arms, so the conspicuous letter "S" on the left side of his chest was clearly visible.

At this point, there was no doubt, they were members of the Salvation Army and belonged to the White Emperor’s son’s faction.

"Boss."

"You’re back!"

All four from the White Emperor Army greeted the newcomer with nods.

Lump Face nodded and suddenly turned to point his hand.

Swish!

From a dark corner, a figure grunted, appearing restrained and unable to move.

It was a young bald man, his face showing sorrow and fear.

Judging by his attire, simple and stout, with a small Buddha hanging from his belt, he was unmistakably a "monk."

"Holy shit, when did he get here!?"

The members of the White Emperor Army exclaimed in surprise.

They had been talking freely, only on guard against distant threats and had failed to notice a Transcendent lurking just five meters away.

Had he heard everything?

"Be more cautious in your actions, why are you all so jittery, how can we succeed like this? When can we restore the White Emperor’s glory?" Lump Face scolded.

"Yes, boss!" The four didn’t dare to argue.

Lump Face huffed and then looked murderously at the man, "Monk, as a person of religion, how can you stoop so low as to eavesdrop here? Are you not violating your own monastic discipline?"

The monk’s face changed, blood suddenly oozed from the corner of his mouth, and then, using the only part he could move, his mouth, he revealed it was filled with chewed up flesh.

He had decisively bitten off his own tongue.

"Hiss~"

Seeing this, all five members of the White Emperor Army were shocked.

They hadn’t expected the "monk" to be so determined, who upon realizing he was exposed, immediately bit off his tongue.

This was clearly a gesture to show them that, with his tongue gone, he wouldn’t speak carelessly.

Such a resolute will to survive.

However, Lump Face shook his head, "Sorry, Master, we don’t mean to offend the Buddhist Sect, but you should meet your maker here."

With that, he clenched his fist, and as the monk watched with sorrowful eyes, a succession of sharp, slicing sounds burst forth from thin air, creating snake-like figures that continuously battered his body.

The monk gritted his teeth and endured, a faint golden light emanating from his body, but the disparity in strength was too great, and his flesh was soon lashed into bloody chunks.

The remaining four members of the White Emperor Army quickly collected the pieces of the monk’s body and disposed of them in the woods outdoors, demonstrating perfect coordination.

Shortly, a few breeding white-headed creatures, still joined in mating, drawn by the scent, approached and hungrily devoured this unexpected gift of human flesh dropped from the sky.

The youngest of the White Emperor Army took a string of beads and handed it to Lump Face.