This is a war, a war between religions and beliefs, interspersed with the conspiracies and tricks of big men, as well as confusing grievances and love-hate relationships.
But such a serious matter was messed up by two stupid thieves, Eve and Red Falcon.
Eve swung the Meteorite like a crowbar and knocked over a believer who was rushing towards her. Since firing, the barrel has been extremely hot and there are faint cracks on the surface. It is unclear whether it was due to overheating from the gunshot or Eve's swinging. It seems that the service life of this thing is only enough to fire a few times.
Sure enough, these guys like the Perpetual Motion Pump are really unreliable. Eve should have known this long ago. Instead of using this weapon, she would have sneaked up to Miguel and wiped his neck.
"So do you usually encounter such unexpected situations?"
Eve shouted loudly, only in this way her voice could be heard above the chaotic noises around her.
Now this place is like a carnival party, or like a death ceremony of the evil god. The fire and blood are reflected together, and everywhere is a hideous red.
To be honest, there was a familiar feeling at this moment. Eve actually recalled her first meeting with Lorenzo, or to be more precise, the first time they worked together.
That bloody dance.
The more Eve thought about it, the more she felt that all this was so similar. The people who were addicted to hallucinogens at that time were just like these believers, with the same madness and desires.
"Accidents? Accidents are the norm for us. You never know when a demon will pop out from nowhere and bite you, or when a companion you were just chatting with will grow hideous horns and become your enemy."
Hong Xuan looked experienced, slashing left and right with his folding knife, forcing back those blind guys one by one.
"Take some time to experience this, Eve. Not everything will go smoothly. We will encounter all kinds of accidents, and we may even lose our lives."
Hong Xuan was clearly in the right state. All the "accidents" that had happened so far made him feel that his world was extremely absurd.
Although he was wounded in many places and only had one arm left to wave, this did not limit Red Falcon.
He has always been compared with monster-level guys like Lorenzo in terms of combat power, but now facing these ordinary madmen and even demons who are not mortals, Red Falcon shows his strength.
He is more or less a veteran knight in the art of eliminating mechanisms and has been through hundreds of battles. He is like a ball of flowing water, and all attacks cannot fall on him. As he twists left and right, the flowing water will freeze into ice and pierce their throats with one knife.
There was no hesitation, and his folding knife was very steady. Killing people was no longer a burden to Hongshun. It was just a job, and he was good at handling jobs.
He is not bound by morality and ethics... People like him should be locked up in prison for life, and this is the case for everyone in the Purification Agency.
But it’s a bit strange to think about it. To some extent, people would never imagine that the people who protect the world are actually a group of perverts and lunatics, and these two labels sometimes overlap.
"You have to think about this carefully, Eve." Red Falcon said suddenly.
"Considering what?"