Leonard had of course recognised Light’s determination when they had first fought together, but he rembered how weak he had been despite all that, which was why he was filled with pride.
It was sothing to respect and be proud of that this young man, whom he had t only a few months ago, had managed to beco so strong in such a short ti without losing a single bit of his determination.
After all these thoughts, Leonard and the whole group of soldiers started to open fire again. Each of them was firing at the church mbers that were beginning to form around them.
They already had more than enough ammunition, Light had supplied ammunition before approaching this area, and with this, each of them had beco fully equipped.
Every ti the High Priest waved his staff, more church mbers appeared. Yet neither Leonard nor they cared.
Their task was to prevent more zombie-like church mbers from approaching their master, Light.
After all, Light had already managed to kill half of the nearly eighty church mbers in front of him with his bare hands. The bastards were not even as tough as a cracker in Light’s eyes.
At that very mont, Light was bored, talking about being bored, he was fed up with the fact that there were too many church mbers in front of him. That’s why he directly activated Fog Magic.
Instantly, a very thick fog descended, and even though no one could understand what was going on, the shouting and shouting of the church mbers could still be heard all around.
Light managed to bring them down one by one and at incredible speeds.
In just ten seconds, when the fog cleared, the place he was in was the place of the high priest.
Light imdiately grabbed the high priest by the throat and lifted him into the air. Leonard and the others saw the church mbers who had just joined the battle instantly vanish into thin air, a very chilling sight.
It was as if the High Priest had the sa gift that Jack had, it was a pity that they had left Jack in Utopia at the last second, after all the young boy could have learnt a lot from the High Priest otherwise.
"Where is your base?" Light asked calmly. At his words, a disgusted smile appeared on the head priest’s face and the head priest replied, "Sowhere you’ll never find it."
When Light heard those words, he directly slamd the high priest into the earth as hard as he could. There was a wound on the archpriest’s back caused by the impact of the collision.
At that mont, Light pinned the high priest to the ground and then took one of the old man’s hands and bent his index finger upwards.
"CRACK!!!"
A thick and loud echo appeared in the area, and the smile on the high priest’s face suddenly disappeared:
"UUUUAGHHHHH!!!" cried the High Priest, in imnse pain.
Light didn’t care, though.
"Are you going to talk?" Light asked again.
Hearing this, the High Priest looked at Light’s face and said, "Go to hell, you bastard!"
When Light heard these words, he instantly grabbed the four remaining fingers of the high priest and bent each of them upwards at the sa ti:
"CRACK!"
"CRACK!"
"CRACK!"
"CRACK!"
At the sa ti, these bone-breaking sounds spread around and Light asked the sa question again:
"Will you talk?"
Upon Light’s question, a fearful expression appeared on the face of the high priest. Light spoke again:
"I’m going to kill you anyway, but you still have two options; either I give you an easy death, or after I torture you well, I heal you and torture you again and then kill you. You choose."
After these words of Light, the head priest took a deep breath and then uttered the following words:
"BLACKPOOL! THERE! THERE IS THE CENTRE!!! THERE IS THE BASE!"
After these words, Light shook his head and then said: "The area on the north side of Liverpool is the place to go from the M6 motorway. You’ve chosen a place where you can escape imdiately. Clever."
With these words, Light turned to Leonard, who was standing five tres away, and then said, "You know what to do." He took out dozens of pieces of wood from his inventory.
The heavy snowfall had beco even more intense. They realised that they could not set out like this so Leonard gave a not-so-easy death to the high priest and then set off while the old headquarters of the Roan group was burnt down and Birmingham was completely engulfed in flas.
The bodies of every one of the church mbers were burned one by one, and even after they had been reduced to ashes they were doused with petrol and burned again.
Light was no fool, he was not willing to take any chances.
He had information about the whereabouts of his enemies. Even if he did not want to fully trust the intelligence given by his enemy, they could find out what had happened on their journey from Utopia to Liverpool.
However, the journey to Utopia continued.
The snowfall had increased to an abnormal level, the activity of the red sun had increased, and on top of that, the rate and intensity of snowfall had increased dramatically.
This was not a good on.
After all, after a while, the snowfall would cause even Light to beco disorientated, and it would even manage to harm him. Not because of the cold, but because of the loss of his way and his path.
After all this and almost four hours of travelling, the whole group managed to reach Utopia.
The fact that the young people were constantly telling how Light had saved them seed to raise his appearance in front of the people again.
His whole body was covered in blood, but at least this ti it was not his blood, but that of his enemies.
This was of course a very good thing. To the cheers of the entire group, Light made his way to his ho and before entering, he stripped off his blood-soaked clothes and threw them into his inventory.
The next journey was to be to Liverpool, but before that, a full plan had to be made.
There was also the need to utilise the large amount of zombie essence that had now accumulated in Light’s inventory.
There was still much work to be done.
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