As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 143 Bloody Nun (4)

The holy relic that carried all the spores of the Tree of Young Gods could not withstand the surge of all Gerald's magic power, and shattered in the Archbishop's belly.

Anthony naturally heard the crunching sound.

His body was shaking.

Of course, he knew very well what this crisp sound meant, and he knew even more clearly what kind of changes this crisp sound would cause. His eyes were so wide that they almost jumped out of their sockets, and his breathing became very rapid, which could almost be called a crazy gasp.

"Ahhhhhhh..." A few seconds later, Anthony howled like a madman.

In fact, Anthony looks like a madman now.

His hands were desperately grabbing his hair, so hard that you could even hear a faint banging sound, and the hair was broken and scattered on the ground from between your fingers.

His head, which had not much hair to begin with, now looked as if he was bald.

His face was completely twisted into a ball, and he knew that his glorious and great mission could not be completed.

This may be the inheritance of the Andre family. Even these relatively normal people, while maintaining the dignity and elegance of the ancient bloodline, are also paranoid and crazy.

Seeing Anthony's appearance, a smile finally appeared on Gerald's face, which was wrinkled and looked a little funny.

Gerald knew very well that he was no match for Anthony.

Even if he tried all his means and risked his life, it wouldn't work.

Maybe he will be miserable, but this is the only way he can think of to save Larnaca City.

He was very curious, what would Anthony do next to destroy Larnaca? Kill them one by one? How long can he kill 700,000 to 800,000 people?

Gerald's brows furrowed, and he could feel something in his stomach becoming active.

The feeling was really unpleasant. For a moment, it felt like thousands of steel needles were piercing my intestines.

The belly is turning.

Gerald spit out a mouthful of blood... No, that might be mucus, black.

He could feel that the air he breathed out was filled with the stench of decay.

His face felt a little itchy, and Gerald raised his hand to scratch it subconsciously.

With a snap, he grabbed off a piece of wrinkled skin.

"It's really bad."

Gerald murmured in a low voice, opening his mouth to reveal white teeth and gums covered with scarlet mucus.

Something bad was secreting from his mouth.

The hand was also a little itchy. When Gerald looked down, he was surprised to find that the skin on the back of the originally wrinkled hand had spread out little by little, as if he were a young man without any wrinkles.

Of course, this is not that he has rejuvenated, it is simply that his body has fallen into some weird bloating.

The air he exhaled began to turn into a thick black cloud, surrounding his body. There seemed to be countless tiny insects in the black cloud... I don't know if it was true or his imagination, but it always felt like he could hear something in his ears. All kinds of buzzing sounds.

Raised blisters appeared on the back of the hand, like bunches of grapes... Damn, that looks really bad. I will probably feel sick when I see grapes in the future, and I won't be able to eat them anymore. ?

Even the eyes, even the nostrils, even the throat...

Even the heart.

He could no longer breathe normally.

With a slight sigh, Gerald closed his eyes and fell backwards.

boom!

A large number of blisters were crushed, and there was light yellow filth on the holy robe.

"Asshole, bastard, bastard..."

"Old thing..."

"I would rather endure such pain than cause me so much trouble." Anthony cursed in a low voice.

call!

Anthony took a deep breath.

He vividly demonstrated the paranoia and madness inherited from the Andre family.

One second he was cursing Gerald like a madman.

He returned to normal in the next second. If it weren't for the messy and sparse hair and the exposed top of his head, he would still have the demeanor of an elderly gentleman.

He took a look at Gerald's body. To be honest, he admired Gerald.

This archbishop, in the shortest time, thought of a way that would cause him the most trouble, and it was also the way that caused him the most pain.

Neptune's gift was shattered, and all the spores inside escaped from Gerald's body.

Then, Gerald's body will naturally become a host for these spores. The number is impossible to calculate, just like the number of sands in the Ganges. His body will turn into thick water in a short time.

Such an old body cannot last long enough for those spores to be absorbed. Due to lack of nutrients, the spores that have been activated and started to grow will quickly become exhausted and then die.

That was Gerald's plan.

The execution was also quite smooth.

But, that’s where it ends.

Gerald missed one thing, that is, Anthony does not need all the spores to survive.

As long as a small part is enough, as long as a few young gods can be cultivated, it will be enough to destroy Larnaca City.

It is impossible for Anthony to save all the spores, but it is still no problem to save a few... Just collect a few spores and transfer these spores to new receptors.

Of course, Anthony himself will not do this receptor.

He is the guardian of destiny.

But the nun next to her, Cecilia, was good...after all, she was going to die.

Playing a little role before dying can be regarded as making a small contribution to destiny, and it can be regarded as atonement.

Anthony thought so, then took steps towards Gerald's body.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

At this moment, Anthony suddenly heard a scream, the sound was extremely harsh.

Is she the next target to be killed, Cecilia?

Is she afraid because she feels death?

hum!

The next moment, a strange sound suddenly came from Anthony's ears.

His expression suddenly changed, and driven by pure instinct, he forcibly moved sideways.

laugh.

Immediately afterwards, Anthony saw a bright red light in front of his eyes.

The barrier he originally used to prevent others from approaching had been split open by the light of the sword at some point, and was shattering into pieces like glass that had been hit hard.

The light of the sword whizzed past his side.

Almost to his face.

That bright red light was clearly the blood flying out of his face.

An arm rolled in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground. The moment it fell to the ground, the arm had become dry, and all the blood in it had been drained.

Anthony felt as if his body had shrunk in an instant. In an instant, one-third of his blood volume had been robbed of him.

After taking several steps back, Anthony stopped.

His lips kept twitching, and he could feel the burning pain coming from his face.

The skin on the left side of his face was shaved off, even exposing the white bones inside.

Anthony turned his head slightly and only saw that his left arm was split diagonally from the shoulder. Because so much blood was drained away in an instant, there was no blood even gushing out from the wound.

The moment of weakness made Anthony stagger at his feet.

His throat moved, and Anthony's slightly dazed consciousness returned to normal.

He turned around and saw only the nun behind him. Cecilia had completely changed into another person.

Her hair turned extremely scarlet, as if she had just been soaked in blood, and her eyes also turned the color of blood. At the corners of her eyes, two scarlet blood stains rolled down her pale cheeks.

strange.

As strange as a monster.

At this moment, Cecilia truly transforms into the Bloody Nun.

A more powerful Bloody Nun than in the game.

In her eyes, there was only extreme hatred and madness.

Around her body, the blood mist seemed to be boiling and squirming. Behind her, a huge figure appeared at some point.

The figure looked like a mountain, its limbs looked like stone pillars, and above its head were two curved horn-like beings. In its thick arms, it held a huge battle ax tightly.

Savage, violent, crazy, bloodthirsty...

In that shadow, Anthony could not feel any existence that could be called goodwill. It seemed to be the embodiment of all the killing and violence in the world.

　Here comes the fourth chapter, there will be another chapter later.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)