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The boy she regarded as a guiding light, the devout knight who constantly proclaimed that he would exorcise the world's demons under the guidance of holy light, ultimately proved to be not the hero she admired...
He was just a narrow-minded person who "used" the Holy Light to seek revenge against humanity.
[So God and His holy light love only humanity? Don't the innocent among the demons deserve salvation?]
[The good among monsters never even have a chance for redemption, while the most vicious hypocrites among humans, even those a thousand times more evil than monsters, receive the forgiveness of the Holy Light. Solid, don't you find that ridiculous?]
The boy's words still echoed in her mind.
"No...no...ahhh! I can't hear this!"
"As a nun... I cannot... question the Holy Light!"
Solid's pupils were bloodshot from days of sleeplessness as she painfully banished Yin Shang's voice from her mind.
"Brother Yin... he must be like those church knights who were corrupted by demons, tainted by the dark power of demons!"
"The Church and the Holy Light are beyond question; the Holy Light's principles are everything. Even the wicked can be saved by the Holy Light, but the demons of the world can never be redeemed..."
She scratched her face until it was almost bloody, repeating the prayers from the scriptures as if possessed.
"Ah...ah..."
"Even the wicked can be saved by the Holy Light. I understand."
"O supreme holy light, I have received your guidance."
She calmed down.
"Brother Yin, I've decided to continue following in your footsteps..."
A gentle smile bloomed on the girl's face, which was covered in scars from her self-harm.
as always.
"If you have become an evil person, I will help you and become the lighthouse that guides me forward again."
"If you have already fallen into demonic possession... then I will offer you liberation."
...
After that day, the girl disappeared from the church without a trace.
The story of the young nun and the heroic knight later became a romantic tale in the cathedral of Chongchuan, among the uninformed masses.
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Now, inside the blood plasma factory in Brasov.
Roar--
The golden lion king struggled to blast away several attacking corpses. Clearly, with the Holy Sword itself not by its side, activating such a consumption-intensive battle form had left it somewhat fatigued.
“Reinhardt, if all else fails, we’ll think of something else,” Yin Shang said through gritted teeth.
Reinhardt said, "Master, there's no time for you to think of a solution now... because you have nowhere to escape!"
Reinhardt was unable to break through the encirclement of dozens of exceptionally strong corpses. It fought and retreated with Yin Shang, and was now cornered against the high wall, completely surrounded.
Yin Shang thought these things were just cannon fodder in zombie movies, but they were incredibly difficult to deal with, as if they were indestructible, and their bodies were covered with some kind of unknown dark poison... He absolutely did not want to get even a drop of it on himself!
"Even more troublesome than last time, could it be that the Blood Energy of the [Pawn] has evolved again?"
...
"Master, I have an idea."
Reinhardt suddenly picked up Yin Shang and, with a swift movement, tossed him onto his back.
"Hold on tight, Master!"
Yin Shang was startled: "Ah! What are you going to do!"
Reinhardt roared, kicking up the dirt beneath his feet, and like a cannonball fired from a ship's gun, he crashed straight into the "wall of corpses" in front of him.
Bang bang bang bang—!
The corpses would certainly not give the already weakened creature a chance to break free; their immense strength allowed them to quickly cling to Reinhardt's body!
This, in turn, gave Reinhardt an opportunity. With a sudden stop and a quick leap, it flung its rider off its back amidst the tearing and biting of the zombie horde.
"Reinhardt!"
...
Pfft!
Yin Shang cried out in alarm as he landed on the outer edge of the encirclement and rolled several times in a disheveled state.
Upon getting up, Reinhardt had shrunk back to his original cat form and quickly slipped out from between the corpses.
It jumped into Yin Shang's arms and hurriedly said:
"Master, run..."
As soon as he finished speaking, it collapsed into Yin Shang's palm, unconscious.
Upon closer inspection, in the blink of an eye, its body had been torn with several shocking wounds by the ferocious corpse—and black mist was constantly oozing from the cuts.
"For me...you actually...sigh!"
Reinhardt didn't even transform into an energy ball and return to Yin Shang's body, because it was worried that the deadly poison attached to its wounds would harm its master.
Yin Shang was of one mind with it, so he knew Reinhardt's thoughts.
"I'm such a bad master!"
Regretful as he was, he still had to run away. Gritting his teeth, he fled towards the factory gate.
...
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta——
The sound of footsteps echoed across the empty open space. A man was running for his life, while a group of ferocious corpses were also running wildly behind him... The scene was remarkably similar to a familiar movie scene.
But to everyone's surprise, a burly figure suddenly appeared at the factory gate, which symbolized Yin Shang's hope of escape.
The figure calmly blocked the way, leaning against the iron gate, and greeted Yin Shang, who was rushing towards him.
"Hey, isn't this the Wandering Knight?"
"Hey, Mr. Che, I don't have time for old times. I have some weird stuff coming up behind me—"
Bang!
The burly man suddenly took a step forward and blocked Yin Shang's path.
"You're busy, but I am, bro."
His dark pupils suddenly turned a strange blood-red color, emitting a deadly red light.
"You've dealt with my colleagues so many times, wouldn't you mind... sparring with me a couple of times too?"
...
Yin Shang's expression quickly shifted from shock to anger.
"The car ran over the dust!!"
Chapter 89 The Lackey
"So, you're the real 'lackey' all along?! Good lad, I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes..."
Faced with his old friend's questioning, Che Nianchen shook his head and raised his arm, which was now covered with bony barbs.
"No, no, no, I'm not a pawn. Is it possible that there's more than one player waiting for you here today?"
clack clack-
With a strange, eerie sound, bone scales covered his entire body in an instant, and his remaining face was finally covered by a hideous armor mask.
"They call me 'The Chariot.' Want to experience the meaning of that codename for yourself?"
he sneered.
"Brother Yin."
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"Stop, stop hurting my lord..."
Reinhardt, held in Yin Shang's arms, glared angrily at the dust kicked up by the car, but Yin Shang held him down.
"Alright, Reinhardt, you should rest now."
"But Master..."
"obedient!"
Without saying a word, Yin Shang stuffed it into his collar and quickly put his hands into a defensive stance.
The corpses behind him had now blocked all his escape routes, and in front of him stood an insurmountable "high wall".
Where is your holy sword?
Che Nianchen noticed Reinhardt's weakness and asked him a question.
Yin Shang spat, "Monster, what does it matter to you where the Holy Sword is?"
Che Nianchen sneered: "That's quite relevant. Without the Holy Sword, you can't resist the poison of the [Pawn].
"What..." Yin Shang exclaimed in surprise.
Che Nianchen laughed, "That's right, it's the true form of that thing that ravaged Debrecen back then... a virus. It should be called a virus, right?"
Yin Shang looked at Reinhardt in his arms, its mane concealing dark scars.
The speed at which it spreads slowly is visible to the naked eye.
"It's that?! Your company really is still thinking about the Debrecen incident from back then!"
boom--! !
Holy light enveloped Yin Shang's fist as he unleashed a blow that crushed the dust.
"Looks like the research was quite successful. They must have already looted everything left inside after buying that building, right?"
...
Che Nianchen sneered. He didn't even raise his hand to block the attack, letting Yin Shang strike.
The holy light dissipated, leaving not a single scratch on the armor constructed from blood energy.
"Don't speak so loudly. What if there are still people in the factory? It would have a terrible impact."
This former friend, who had transformed into a skeletal giant, made a terrifying "crackling" sound from his joints as he moved, like a skeleton in motion.
“Brother, you know too much, yet you refuse to back down and become a dutiful church knight as she expects.”
"Besides, we've warned you many times."
The blood-red eyes behind the hideous bone mask suddenly emitted a dangerous crimson light.
"We gave you a chance to give up, but you didn't cherish it."
boom--!
The enormous armored giant was surprisingly agile; in the blink of an eye, the "chariot" grabbed Yin Shang with one hand and lifted him up.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
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"What did you just say, 'she'?"
Yin Shang suddenly realized something.
Che Nianchen realized he had let something slip and shook his head helplessly:
"Oh, it's nothing. I should deal with you as soon as possible, lest she see you in such a sorry state, it would be bad for her."
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"enough!"