"Show !"
Having just left the hall and still walking in the lengthy stairway area, Jin completely disregarded his gentlemanly image and directly fumbled with Yi Chen’s belt.
She was eager to see the weapon that was mysteriously made by the Founder of the organization.
However,
the mont Jin’s fingertips touched the waistband holster, a bizarre suction and tearing force was instantly exerted,
Pain~
Part of her fingertips’ blood and flesh were actually drawn out and sent directly to the internal factory of the firearm to be used as raw material for producing bullets.
"What!? Compulsory physical stripping, using my flesh for bullets?"
Jin herself was born a "Body Weapon Master" and later beca part of Cancer Palace and was granted the "Swelling Record," advancing to a new level of physical control. Yet now, her own flesh was being drawn out by a non-lethal weapon, sothing she absolutely could not accept.
In a fit of rage,
Jin activated the "Blood and Flesh Manipulation Technique" recorded in the "Swelling Record," ready to forcibly retrieve her own flesh from the interior of the firearm as if partaking in a tug-of-war.
Tiny bits of flesh indeed began to seep out from inside the firearm, floating back towards Jin’s fingers,
However, this act of bodily snatching triggered the firearm factory’s ’danger alarm’,
Without Yi Chen, the holder, controlling,
The pistol self-extracted from the waistband and aid a dark muzzle at Jin’s forehead.
The entire automation of drawing the gun, aiming, and locking was nearly completed in an instant.
The mont the gun was aid at her, Jin’s survival instincts were also activated, and a special Red Lotus blood autonomously on her forehead, resembling a hexagonal barrier.
Bang! A gunshot.
Jin’s slim body was imdiately blown away,
Smashing consecutively through the left-side stair railing and the adjacent building, she flew into a tower-shaped structure that was once part of the original Light Church.
It wasn’t until Yi Chen reholstered the firearm and, along with Reagan, leaped into the tower’s ruins,
that Jin lay twisted like a broken puppet, deeply embedded, with her brain exposed.
The lotus on her forehead was completely penetrated, the mask also cracked open, and blood continued to seep out.
"Jin!"
Yi Chen imdiately plumted down, scooped Jin into his arms, and prepared to rush her to Hippocrates Hospital as quickly as possible.
Just then,
a sound of physical regeneration ca, and the hole shot through the colorful mask was rapidly repaired by the proliferation of cancer cells. Jin’s limp arm suddenly lifted, wrapping around Yi Chen’s neck,
followed by her soft and slender tongue pushing open the mask, spitting out a bullet from her mouth.
"To think it can fire on its own? Truly worthy of a weapon made by the Founder of the Organization. It’s indeed marvelous...If it weren’t for my body’s adaptive reaction and Red Lotus not forming in ti, I might have really been in danger."
Seeing this, Yi Chen also breathed a sigh of relief, "Alright~ don’t ss with the gun anymore.
I just obtained it from the Archbishop and haven’t had the chance to check the firearm’s details. I’m still quite unfamiliar with it."
Yet Jin still tried to reach toward Yi Chen’s waist.
"What’s wrong with touching it a bit~ This gun is quite special. After being shot once, I can feel its inner potential. Perhaps, when you, William, get used to controlling it, it can emit even greater power.
Then co shoot
again, enduring various types of attacks is also one of the training thods given by Cancer Palace."
"We’ll see, and can you stop touching it."
Just then,
the figure of the Archbishop appeared at the breach made by the collision in the tower.
Seeing the five-hundred-year-old tower damaged, all the wrinkles on his face stacked together, yet he restrained his anger.
He had intended to te out punishnt and even let the perpetrators stay in the hall for atonent, but then thought better of it and let the three leave.
...
[Philips’s Beef]
A giant cow skull was used as the sign for the restaurant, and serving after serving of steak was delivered to a private room.
Considering that they might not see human food for a long ti, Yi Chen and Jin both ate much more than usual, as if they were having an eating contest.
In the end, it was Yi Chen who was defeated first;
he simply couldn’t eat any more.
Jin and Reagan across the table seed to have only just started,
A rather bored Yi Chen gazed at the dium-rare, bleeding steak and his thoughts suddenly drifted to the nightmarish event not long ago,
when he was led to the at processing factory inside Zion to et Catherine. The fresh chunks of at that squeezed out smiling faces through their textures were still vivid in his mind.
Of course, he did not feel disgusted or uneasy about the at;
he just suddenly thought of Catherine and the power behind her.
"As it happens, the circus should also be a special organization from the Old World, but this organization doesn’t have a fixed location and is always in the process of moving, performing in various places across the Old World.
If the day cos when both worlds completely rge, the performances will undoubtedly co here too.
This trip to the Old World might coincidentally bring
into contact with the circus, and perhaps I’ll be able to go and see it as part of the audience.
To play it safe, I should et with the Duke first;
from him, I can surely find detailed information about the circus before deciding whether to go.
After all, the circus mbers have various personalities;
for instance, Catherine’s boss, the lead clown, is a very foul presence.
And it’s strange,
powerful perforrs like the lead clown and the magician should be subjected to ’World Isolation’ restrictions, but last ti he personally ca to rescue Catherine.
This might have sothing to do with the special nature of the circus, allowing them to intervene temporarily in matters here, though there are ti or other restrictions."
As Yi Chen was thinking about the circus, Jin, the bottle of alcohol held in his grip, leaned closer, "Hey~ what are you thinking about~ If you’re not eating at, have a drink with , burp~"
"Nothing, let’s drink!"
A full two cases of wine later.
Reagan, with a belly swelled, used his spiritual power to force his brain to stay clear, paid the bill, waved farewell to the two, and didn’t forget to remind them about collecting the ’material of the dead.’
Jin was completely drunk, carried on Yi Chen’s shoulder like a sack of mud, occasionally vomiting a mixture of alcohol and cancer cells.
In fact,
Jin completely had the ability to dilute the concentration of alcohol in her blood, but she enjoyed the process, relishing the state of being hungover.
"Jin, shall we set out tomorrow instead?"
Jin, carried on the shoulder, suddenly lifted her arm and pointed toward the city’s outskirts.
"No... let’s go now! If it wasn’t for you, William, I wouldn’t want to return at all, hurry up and start~ burp! It will take quite so ti to travel from here to the Cancer Palace."
"Alright then."
A high-end carriage they had booked beforehand soon arrived to pick them up,
the coachman, having obtained their travel permits, accelerated towards the nearest [Passage], which is also the area of Holy Grail Mountain they headed for last ti in the Old World.
Jin’s body had barely touched the comfortable mattress inside the carriage when she rapidly stripped off her clothes, wrapped herself tightly in soft blankets, and slept, still wearing the mask of ’Mother.’
Yi Chen, without any trace of sleepiness, finally welcod so long-awaited leisure ti,
sitting back against the bed headboard, he took out his service pistol with its dark gray tallic sheen.
Threads of fabric wound around the surface of the gun, so threading into the magazine catch and reaching the internal factory area of the gun, performing a detailed data analysis.
Perhaps due to the complexity of the structural engineering, the analysis process actually took over half an hour.
Eventually, it displayed in the old texts of the Old World on his retinas:
「Bartosz」
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