death bird

The death of the Mexican called Shaka, and she gracefully appeared in the blood-soaked ward in black high-heeled shoes, looked at the Mexican with compassion, and gave her a kiss indifferently but compassionately.

"Why do you always like to get full of blood? I thought killing was an art for you. At least it would look more elegant."

After receiving the soul of the Mexican, Shaka did not choose to leave immediately. Instead, she looked at Mary coldly, with a displeased expression on her face.

Naturally, Buffalo would not fail to show up in front of Shaka. He also stretched out a pair of black wings, his eyes were burning with flames, and he had a pair of horns. Black scepter.

"Shaka, you have completed your mission, please go back now."

Shaka shook her head: "You just came and you want to drive me away in a hurry. I can still hear the voice of this nun, the little human girl who was held hostage by you, she is crying. Her name is Mary, Eunice?"

"Although I know you don't like me, are you sure you want to fight me this time? Get out of here, you are not welcome!"

When Baphomet heard Shaka's words, his tone became extremely unkind, and the scepter he waved in his hand exuded a strong bloody aura.

"I was invited by death, but you were not. I know you have been looking for me, and you are afraid that I will help Ivan. After all, your abilities are too limited in the human world."

Shaka didn't show any weakness either, and the pipe she had been smoking in the past instantly turned into a thin dagger with inscriptions engraved on it.

"I didn't look for you, Buffalo has never been afraid of any so-called bright challenge."

"You have, no, or that part of you that was once pure, if you need help, I can..."

Shaka's words were obviously not intended for Baphomet, but for Mary, that poor human girl.

"Oh! Lord of heaven, will you release me?"

Sure enough, Mary's soul heard Shaka's words, her face showed grief, and she walked towards Shaka helplessly, begging with a crying voice.

Seeing this, Buffalo was furious, and he slammed the scepter on Mary's head and shouted, "Shut up, you bastard."

After all, Buffalo turned into a black shadow and got into Mary's body. Immediately, Mary's expression changed drastically, she put away her original sad look, and said coldly: "She likes this place, we all like this. I Think, you and I have other things to do."

"Me too." Shaka put away the dagger in her hand, and changed back to the original pipe: "We will meet again soon."

Ivan was walking in the woods outside the thorny cliff, and he could only see that the ground was full of human bones eaten by those reformed people, the smell of decay, crows, and there were almost more evil spirits here than inside the thorny cliff.

Suddenly, a beast-like scream came from a dense grass, and a reformed man full of pustules with an extremely terrifying face smelled what seemed to be a delicious meal on Ivan's body, and rushed towards Ivan frantically.

Ivan only glanced at him, raised his hand, and sent him flying onto a huge tree trunk.

Ordinary humans might be intimidated by such a supernatural phenomenon, but the reinvented people obviously wouldn't. All they had been tortured was their appetite and desire for sex, and they still roared and wanted to rush towards Ivan.

Ivan looked at the reformed man with a complicated expression. He didn't intend to kill him at all. Instead, he felt extremely sympathetic. The invisible force pressed him to the tree trunk. Ivan walked up to him, looked at his face, and ignored him. With this horrible pustule on his body, he stroked the reformer's chest with his hands, flipping through his memories page by page.

In order to develop drugs, the scenes of Dr. Alton cruelly using him to conduct human experiments emerged in front of Ivan's eyes one by one.

"Meat, I want meat. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah, so disgusting." The wailing of the reformed soul rang clearly in Ivan's ears.

"Do you want to be free? Carrion, darkness, the struggle between reason and carnal desire, the struggle between human nature and animal desire, perhaps life is worse than death for you."

Ivan's words sounded directly in the depths of the reformed man's heart, seeming to awaken his last thought of being a human being.

"."(please help me.)

"I've had enough, I really can't take it anymore."

The cyborg let out a beastly whine, but Ivan could hear what he wanted to say.

"I'm in so much pain, please help me."

Ivan glanced at him, and instantly inserted the silver cross into the reformed man's heart.The jet-black donated blood slowly flowed out from the cross, but the reformed man showed a slight smile.

"Thank you"

The crows in the sky screamed like death, and the smell of blood scattered from his body.

The other reformers seemed to smell the breath of new things, and they ran towards Ivan in an instant.

Ivan couldn't bear his corpse to become a thing of the same kind. Looking at the remaining corpse, he suddenly awakened his talent and said to the corpse: "fire (fire)"

A ball of flame instantly ignited from the corpse, illuminating a large area in the dark forest.

"It's amazing, you have awakened another talent."

It is Shaka's talent to lure death. She had a premonition that someone would die again, and Shaka appeared beside Ivan. Looking at the blazing fire in front of her, Shaka seemed to be admiring.

"Yes, as I said, he would be a great wizard."

However, Shaka didn't seem to come alone, only Mary was also pushing a cart at this time, followed Shaka, and came to Ivan's side.

Ivan looked at Mary's trolley, and saw a dead woman lying in the trolley. Ivan recognized this person at a glance as the Mexican woman who had studied the Bible and theology in the Cliff of Thorns.

"You killed someone, Buffalo. This is not allowed."

The scissors stuck in the neck of the corpse, without Ivan's ability, it can be seen that the murder was carried out by Buffalo.

"I can only blame her for knowing too much. But, didn't you kill a cute little thing just now? We're even."

With a push, Mary unloaded the body from the cart.The more intense blood donation atmosphere made the other reformers even more restless, but they seemed to have a different intuition about danger than ordinary people, and they only dared to look at Ivan and Mary from a distance, not daring to move forward.

"A storm is coming, you can feel it too? It's going to be a wonderful night."

Mary raised her head, looked at the increasingly dark clouds in the sky, and let out a deep laugh.

"Sister Jude will show a movie today, which is naturally a rare and good thing in Thorn Cliff."

Ivan didn't want to talk to Marie, as strong winds were already blowing through the woods, and it was already foreseeable how violent the storm would be tonight.

"Yes, Spring in Rome, I love this movie. And the night is just beginning, isn't it?"