MMB Chapter 137 Defeated General
Chapter 137 Defeated General
"What a fucking sore loser!"
The scene before him made Lin Fan curse involuntarily.
The surrounding monsters were also completely bewildered.
What about meat?
The meat was practically in my mouth...
What happened?
The starving ghost licked the dust on the floor, trying to taste some saltiness.
"Alright, alright, everyone, disperse."
Lin Fan waved his hand, looking impatient.
"Everyone go back to their own home, everyone find their own mother."
With a thought.
The terrifying sights around them began to fade rapidly.
The Japanese-style streets have disappeared, and the ruins of Silent Hill are gone too.
In its place was the dilapidated parking lot of the motel.
However, the parking lot nowadays can no longer be called a parking lot.
It would be more appropriate to call it a slaughterhouse.
Everywhere there were broken walls and ruins, as well as fragments of armor left behind by the Templars.
As for the corpse...
They were all taken away by the monsters, leaving not even a trace.
It's so environmentally friendly it's outrageous.
"son!"
Just then, Lin Fan's familiar voice came from the parking lot.
He glanced over instinctively and his eyes widened in surprise.
It turned out that Li Xiulan had already removed her disguise.
After Lin Jianguo came out, he immediately looked at Lin Fan with a strange expression.
Although these Templar Knights were vastly different from those he had encountered years ago, it was undeniable that they had already earned the qualifications of being among the world's strongest.
What he didn't expect was that his son would be able to awaken to this extent.
This is beyond what can be described as perverted!
"You, you, you..."
Upon seeing his parents suddenly appear, Lin Fan was also terrified. It took him a long while before he roared in anger.
"You guys just stood by and watched??"
"Otherwise what?"
What else?
Lin Fan looked at Lin Jianguo, who had a self-righteous expression...
At this moment, Lin Fan had nothing more to say.
In this world, there's probably only one family where the son works himself to the bone while the parents just watch the show.
But soon, as if he had just thought of something, he looked up at the still-fragrant blood-red cross in the sky...
"Old Lin, what exactly is that thing?"
"It's a tactic of the church, but I estimate they'll send even stronger people over soon, maybe they're already here."
Lin Jianguo looked up and his face instantly turned extremely ugly.
"That's a 'blood-red wanted poster'."
He took a deep breath, his hands gripping the fire axe, veins bulging.
"Back then... I was hunted down by this thing for three whole years."
"A fight to the death."
"As long as this mark remains, all the fanatics, ascetics, and even the judges hiding in the shadows of the church will pounce on it like sharks smelling blood."
At this point, Lin Jianguo looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression.
There was some worry, but more than that, there was a... strange excitement?
"Son, you've really stirred up a hornet's nest this time."
"This is a top-level kill order; most people would beg for it if they could."
"This level of prestige is comparable to your father's back in the day!"
Lin Fan: "..."
Is this a compliment or an insult?
"Dad, if you can't speak, you can donate your mouth to someone in need."
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
"In that case, we can only kill one if they come, and kill two if they come."
"I happen to have some new ideas about disasters now."
Li Xiulan rolled her eyes at her son, who seemed fearless.
"Alright, stop joking around."
"This place is no longer safe to stay."
"The US military is probably arriving soon. Although we're not afraid, too many flies are still annoying."
"and……"
Li Xiulan gazed intently eastward.
"Now that their identities have been exposed, some old friends probably can't sit still anymore."
……
at the same time.
Vatican City, Papal Palace.
This is the center of Western faith and one of the most mysterious places in the world.
The Papal Palace should have been deathly silent in the dead of night.
But at this moment, the lights are on full display.
Inside the forbidden area deep underground—the "Listening Room of God".
An elderly man dressed in a white robe and wearing a triple crown is kneeling in prayer before a huge statue of an angel.
Sudden.
Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the eyes of that angel statue.
Followed by.
Without warning, the bells above the entire Vatican began to toll.
when!when!when!
rapid!
desolate!
Twelve shots in total!
This is a death knell that only tolls when a Templar commander falls!
"Uriel...has fallen?"
The old man slowly opened his eyes.
In those cloudy eyes, there was no sadness, only endless coldness and majesty.
"In the United States..."
"Who is it?"
"He actually managed to kill Uriel, who possessed the divine elixir?"
The old man stood up and slammed his scepter heavily on the ground.
"Pass on the order!"
"Send out the old monster from the 'Tribunal'."
"Whoever dares to challenge the Lord's majesty will pay the price!"
"in addition……"
The old man looked out the window, his gaze seemingly piercing through countless mountains and rivers.
……
The scene then shifts back to the United States.
Outside the motel.
Davis stared at the dissipating mist ahead and the enormous blood-red cross in the sky, then slumped back in his chair.
It’s over.
It's all over.
As a former head of the intelligence department, he naturally knew what the blood cross represented.
This means that the entire Templar Knights unit was wiped out.
Surprisingly, even twelve Templar Knights couldn't do anything to those three monsters...
"Sir...should we...should we go in?" The adjutant looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Davis looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Go in? Go in and die?"
"Didn't you see how those monsters ate people just now?"
"withdraw!"
"Get out of here immediately!"
Just then.
A communications soldier suddenly shouted in terror.
"Sir! Radar indicates an unidentified flying object is approaching at high speed!"
"Extremely fast! It has broken the sound barrier!"
"Is it a missile?"
Davis closed his eyes in despair.
Is this a good thing? Are the top brass of the US planning to just cover it up?
"No...it's not a missile!"
The communications soldier's voice was trembling.
"That's...that's..."
"one person!"
"A person who can fly!"
"What the heck?"
Davis suddenly opened his eyes.
A person who can fly?
Are you kidding me?
You've been watching too much Marvel, haven't you?
however.
next second.
call out--!!!
Then a white-robed, white-haired old Western man landed in front of the encirclement.
The old man landed and his gaze swept over the people in the parking lot.
The image finally focused on Lin Jianguo.
"Lin Jianguo! You dared to kill a church knight, you are truly despicable."
At the same time, Lin Jianguo, who was in the parking lot, also saw the old man's face clearly.
A smile appeared on his face after hearing the old man's words.
However, that smile was somewhat sly.
"So who am I? It turns out to be the defeated opponent from back then."
"I never imagined that after all these years, you would still be alive and kicking."
"What's wrong?"
"Does this guy know his days are numbered and is trying to stage an accident to extort money?"