At the sa ti.
On the stairs leading to the ground floor.
Bang—
Lynn dispatched a Crawler blocking the way with a single shot, then kicked open the door leading inside the building.
The mbers of the Supernatural Administration imdiately followed Lynn out from the staircase, returning to the familiar office building.
The mont they erged, they were hit by a wave of thick, surging bloody aura flooding in from outside the building.
The Spiritual dium's face instantly changed dramatically. "This is..."
Lynn shouldered his gun and looked up. The scene outside the window was reflected in the lenses of his Plague Doctor Mask.
The crimson moonlight, the wildly howling gale.
"Feels like a familiar scent, the stench and chill of the world I live in. Seems the people of the Flesh and Blood Cult also have thods to summon monsters," Lynn said.
Pshh— Two plus of smoke erupted from the sides of Lynn's Plague Doctor Mask, the talismans all over his body fluttering wildly.
Wang Chaobei and the others looked on with grave expressions. "Then what should we do?"
Lynn sneered, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. "Don't be afraid. Judging by the energy being stirred, it shouldn't be anything particularly strong. It just depends on whether the monster they summoned gives face or not. If not, I'll take it down along with the rest!"
He hoisted his gun and strode forward.
"Let's go!"
Bai Yi and the group of young won all (✪‸✪) stared at Lynn's dashing back, nodding incessantly, utterly infatuated.
Especially those young won who worked as clerks. Although they were also employees of the Supernatural Administration, when had they ever encountered soone as stylish and handso as Lynn in their daily lives?
Sure, the tentacles were indeed quite frightening.
But the face beneath that mask was truly devilishly handso, like the bewitching allure of a demon king.
Especially during this journey, leading them to bulldoze through everything, the two AKs in his hands rattling away, it felt like the bullets were piercing right into the young won's hearts.
Despite the fear, they couldn't help but feel a desire to worship.
The Spiritual dium wore a serious expression. "All non-combat personnel stay here, don't run around. The rest, follow . With Mr. Lynn here, perhaps we can seize this chance to round up the masterminds the Flesh and Blood Cult sent here!"
The Exorcists, Celestial Masters, and others around all narrowed their eyes grimly, nodding quickly and swiftly following in Lynn's footsteps.
They had suffered heavy casualties this ti. No matter what, they had to reclaim their dignity today.
Boom—
A loud crash.
Lynn kicked open the building's main door leading outside.
Fresh air imdiately rushed into Lynn's nostrils. Lynn raised his head and took a deep breath, as if intoxicated.
"Though it's not Earth's air, this air with the fresh scent of smog is truly nostalgic!"
But at the sa ti.
The air was also laced with a strong sll of blood.
Lynn's gaze imdiately fell on the massive blood-colored Magic Circle in the center of the square. Crimson light continuously swirled around the circle, enveloped by a heavy, bloody aura.
And standing before that massive blood circle, with his back to them, was a black-robed figure.
As if waiting for them.
The Spiritual dium and Yang Ke imdiately spotted the tentacle and eyeball patterns embroidered on his robe.
"Flesh and Blood Cult!"
The Spiritual dium gritted her teeth, her hands gripping her pistol tightly.
"You've finally arrived."
Under the Blood Moon, Kress slowly turned his head. From within the shadows beneath his hood, a cold, curved smile appeared.
But he didn't look at anyone else. His gaze imdiately fell upon Lynn, who stood at the very front.
A flash of fanaticism passed through his eyes.
[Ding! Kress's excitent towards you 20]
[Ding! Kress's excitent towards you 30]
[Ding! Kress's excitent towards you 40]
Lynn: "???"
Kress's lips curled up. "I've been waiting for you..."
Bang—
A bullet instantly struck Kress's chest. Kress's body imdiately thudded backward and fell.
"......"
A gentle breeze blew.
The surroundings instantly fell into complete silence.
Black smoke curled from the barrel of Lynn's AK.
The surrounding Exorcists all stared dumbfounded at the scene, then turned their heads (꒪Д꒪) to look at Lynn, who had fired the shot.
Was that really okay?
He didn't even finish his sentence, and you just shot him? Isn't that a bit too unconventional?
Lynn stared with dead-fish eyes, a wave of scalp-numbing discomfort washing over him.
"Ding-ding-dinging non-stop, getting all excited about . So it was this guy. I've had enough of you. Does seeing really make you that happy?"
Everyone was stunned.
In the distance, before the Magic Circle, Kress clutched his chest, his eyes growing even more sick and excited. He struggled to stand up, speaking frantically.
"As expected... truly worthy of a demon from hell, so utterly chaotic and evil!"
"But it won't be for long! My lord, these humans simply don't understand how to please you. Only we can beco your most understanding attendants in this world! Compared to them, you will surely prefer us!"
Lynn: "???"
And the mont he finished speaking, a torn, maniacal smile spread across Kress's face. His body instantly dissolved into black, vine-like tendrils with a rustling sound, rging into the ground.
Then, on the rooftop of a building hundreds of ters away, his figure, along with those of several other black-robed figures, slowly materialized.
Clutching his chest, he spoke with a torn, fanatical fervor.
"And since we're all monsters from hell, I wonder if you have the ability to defeat our [Gluttony]? I'm really quite looking forward to it!"
Hum—
Almost the instant he finished speaking, a fierce gale swept across the entire square.
The blood-colored Magic Circle began to boil and churn violently. A crimson rift slowly blood upon the circle's surface.
Ding-ling-ling—
A strange and terrifying chi of a bronze bell rang out.
As the bloody glow of the Magic Circle faded, a human silhouette slowly materialized within the crimson light.
Amidst the gore, a pale, small foot adorned with a bronze bell descended.
"It's been so long since I've been summoned... hehehe."
A little girl's voice, both eerie and terrifying, sounded.
Hum—
Lynn shuddered violently, instantly taking two steps back.
Could it be...?
Seeing Lynn retreat as if facing a formidable enemy, everyone's faces turned pale as well.
What kind of monster was it?
Could even Mr. Lynn be intimidated?
Throughout this journey, with the overwhelming aura Lynn had displayed while leading them, they had never seen Mr. Lynn show such a reaction.
Trembling, they imdiately looked towards the figure within the bloody mist.
Slowly.
The bloody mist dissipated.
A girl appeared at the very center of the Magic Circle. She was barefoot, with a bronze bell tied around her ankle, wearing a blood-red dress, and holding a terrifying Doll in her arms.
Her cheeks appeared pure and innocent, yet her face wore a mocking, evil smile.
And most terrifying of all, her right eye socket was empty, hollow like an abyss.
Swish—
Her tongue suddenly lashed out, coiling around a mangled, bloody corpse and swallowing it into her mouth.
She chewed with a completely disproportionate motion, large amounts of bloody fluid continuously dripping from her lips.
"It really has been a long ti since I've eaten sothing so delicious!"
The girl, with an evil yet pure gaze, looked towards Lynn and the others wearing the Plague Doctor Mask on the opposite side, a cruel smile appearing on her face.
The Doll she held in her arms also emitted a terrifying "hehehe" laugh.
"Are you all food for the doll too?"
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