128: Chapter 128: Sacrifice (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket) 128: Chapter 128: Sacrifice (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket) As He Ao burst out from backstage, the first thing that caught his eye was the crowd in a frantic evacuation and the Federal Bureau of Investigation agents in front of the crowd with guns and riot shields, encircling the entire stage.
“Federal Bureau of Investigation, we suspect you’re involved with a cult organization,” Selena stood facing the stage, watching the calm dancers, and gently lifted her hand.
A red olive shield badge pattern appeared before her, the encrypted badge of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, “This is an arrest warrant, please cooperate.
If you resist, I have the authority to kill you on the spot.”
All mbers of the Witch Church on stage went silent, their eyes converging on the sexy girl at the forefront.
After a mont of silence, the sexy girl stepped back slightly, “Please give us a little ti.”
“You’ll have plenty of ti after you return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation.”
Selena took out a set of electronic shackles, “The Federation will not wrong a good person, nor will it let a bad person go.”
At that instant, Selena felt a powerful force wrap around her waist and whisk her to the side.
Bang—
The spot where she had just been standing erupted, the makeshift steel rack stage was blown apart, and even the concrete ground was blasted into a depression.
“Give the gun.”
He Ao released his hold on Selena’s waist and looked up at the position of the theater’s ceiling.
There, a delicate scope was reflecting a faint glimr.
“Ah, okay.”
Selena, startled, took the Butcher Pistol from her waist and handed it to He Ao.
He Ao casually stuffed Mu Xiu’s compass back into her hand.
Nord Building’s security didn’t allow firearms, so he had given the Butcher Pistol to Selena to bring in.
Taking the pistol, He Ao quickly raised it, aid at the ceiling, and during this process, he adjusted the gear knob on the gun, setting it to sniper mode.
Bang—
The bullet, racing through the air, hit the figure lying on the theater ceiling, who then fell limply from the ceiling into the audience.
“Ahhh!!!”
A piercing scream followed from the audience.
He Ao shifted his gaze towards the sexy girl in the center of the stage, “If you’re waiting for Qi Ke and Monica, then there’s no need.
Your Arrays have all been destroyed.
Surrender.”
The sexy girl had never seen He Ao, but when she saw him erge from the backstage side door, she had an ominous premonition, and He Ao’s words undoubtedly confird her foreboding.
She bit her lip, pulled out two small curved knives from beneath her microskirt, and roared, “Brothers and sisters, we have failed once, we cannot fail a second ti, for the great Divine Being!
The domain of endless pleasure awaits us!”
Then, holding the curved knives, she rushed towards the gap between the Federal Bureau of Investigation agents, aiming to attack the ordinary audience mbers behind them.
“For the great Divine Being!”
The mbers of the Witch Church behind her also roared and pulled out two curved knives from under their skirts, charging in all directions.
At the sa ti, so of the frail staff who had already been apprehended by the Federal Bureau of Investigation broke free from nearby agents and rushed towards the crowd.
They were the hidden Transcendents of the Witch Church.
The audience, initially evacuating in an orderly manner, was instantly thrown into chaos by the assault of these frenzied mbers of the Witch Church; piercing screams rang out one after another, and countless people desperately rushed toward the exits.
“Protect the audience!”
Selena shouted, rushing forward to et the sexy girl; at the sa ti, she picked up the microphone from the ground, “Everyone, don’t panic, evacuate in an orderly manner, don’t panic!”
“This way, co this way.”
The agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation who stood among the crowd and near the ergency exits struggled to maintain order.
If Selena hadn’t arranged for them to be there earlier, the frightened crowd might have caused a serious stampede.
anwhile, He Ao sprang into action, charging toward the mbers of the Witch Church who were slaughtering people all around.
Most of these mbers were only “Audience” level Transcendents, and the highest might only be a “waiter.” He Ao, with a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, appeared before them and took down four in an instant.
“Save !”
Just then, an exclamation ca from beside him.
He looked up and saw a chubby teenager being chased by a Witch Church mber whose face was splattered with fresh blood.
That beautiful and delicate face was now as terrifying as a devil from the abyss.
Her curved blade was almost hooked around the boy’s throat; one stab and half of the boy’s neck would be sliced open.
But at that critical mont, the sound of sharp tal piercing flesh entered the teenager’s ears.
He touched his throat, thankfully finding himself still alive.
Looking up, he saw a tall and handso man in a black trench coat standing in front of him.
The man held a pitch-black pistol loosely by his side, and a short sword gripped in reverse in his other hand.
The sharp short sword had pierced the throat of the Witch Church mber who had been pursuing him.
“So cool!”
He couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Get out of here,” He Ao said, and raised the “Butcher” pistol, switching it to pistol mode.
He blew the head off a “staff mber” who was attacking a Federal Bureau of Investigation agent nearby, and then he violently yanked the short sword from the throat.
The body of the Witch Church mber slowly fell, crimson blood spraying out.
This area, closer to the stage, had few audience mbers left.
“Thank you, uncle,” the teenager said, seemingly stunned by He Ao’s ferocious actions, but he still managed to thank He Ao and dashed toward the dispersing crowd.
Pretty well-mannered.
He Ao had seen this chubby teenager before while waiting for the elevator, when the teenager was in another elevator next to him.
He Ao lowered the tip of his sword, the fresh blood flowing along the silver blade.
There weren’t many mbers of the Witch Church, and with He Ao’s help, the minor disturbance was swiftly brought under control.
The sexy lady who was fighting Selena saw the decreasing number of Church mbers around her, and finding herself at a disadvantage, she braced for a hit from Selena and once more retreated to the stage at the cost of breaking her hand.
Selena frowned slightly and charged forward.
If it weren’t for the many civilians around, which she feared wounding by mistake, she would have used the high-powered weapons she carried long ago, and it wouldn’t have dragged on till now.
“Brothers and sisters!” the sexy lady scread while dodging Selena’s attacks, “We can’t disappoint the Divine Being any longer, eternal bliss awaits us!”
Then she stopped abruptly, stabbing herself in the neck with the curved blade she held, blood spurting out.
“For eternal bliss!”
The other subdued mbers of the Witch Church also stopped.
They turned their curved blades and weapons towards themselves, stabbing into their own hearts.
The intense scent of blood filled the space instantly, the flowing blood turned into a srizing purple-red.
Flashing purple patterns erged from the backs of these self-sacrificing zealots.
It was a heart-shaped symbol sketched with simple strokes, nested within each other.
The outermost layer of the pattern extended at the top ends, like a pair of wings, while the bottom was not closed, leaving a small gap which was sealed by an ‘X’ shape.
The Sacrificial Ceremony Array that had been destroyed by He Ao bore the sa symbol.
This was a sacrifice.
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