Lucky 297
"Is everything done?"
A hoarse voice echoed through the darkness.
"Yes, Your Holy Bishop!"
Hundreds of people answered his call. They prepared to attack.
Out of the darkness erged a man wearing a hockey mask. He held a crimson machete.
His na is Jason Voorhees, one of the twelve bishops of the Council of Chaos.
'I owe the Archbishop my life and I'm willing to sacrifice it for his will.'
He was given the task of finding Chad Ligma and recovering the missing fragnt of Excalibur. The item was so precious that anyone would die for it.
Jason tried to find Chad Ligma, but in the middle of his mission, he realized that Esralda Margaret had retrieved the Fragnt.
This ant that his mission changed. Jason disregarded Chad Ligma and focused on the Fragnt first. That was his priority.
However, even a Bishop like Jason would have a hard ti stealing the Fragnt of Excalibur. Not with the Goddess of Darkness holding it.
Vice President Esralda announced that she would bring the Fragnt of Excalibur to the Obice after the inauguration speech. Security at the Obice was tightened after the incident. Thus, Esralda was the current holder of the precious stone.
The best ti to steal the fragnt from her is the day of the Inauguration Speech.
And that was today.
The winner of the election had already been announced. By the power of luck, Esralda won for the first ti. After three decades of fighting for leadership, the woman had finally reached her place.
With a difference of 24 thousand votes, she defeated Donald Biden. Based on the numbers alone, it was obvious that their race was close and Esralda almost lost.
The inauguration speech would take place in the largest stadium in the Capitolium. Where millions of citizens would gather to hear her voice.
'Esralda's attitude is firm and strong, she'll probably go for war... Since she has bad blood with Junian and Ancas.'
The history between the three countries is quite bloody. 37 years ago, there was a war between the three, and millions of people died.
For mortals, it was sothing they had already forgotten. But Esralda was different, she lived for over a hundred years and took part in that war. No, she led her country and fought the war.
'Now that she has the highest authority, more blood will be shed. It might be good for the Council of Tornt.'
That was sothing that his organization took very seriously. After all, the na of their organization speaks to its agenda.
"I want to make it simple."
Jason spoke to the followers.
"Yes!"
These were the warriors who were loyal to the Council. They were willing to sacrifice their lives to make their dream co true.
"I want nothing but chaos. When we get there, I want to see nothing but destruction!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
Hidden in that dark place, their deep and firm voices echoed, it was chilling. They were all serious. You could tell by the equipnt they were wearing. They were covered in explosives.
As soon as they died, they would explode and bring death to the citizens of Dellia.
After a few minutes of raising their morale, another person appeared.
"Puti, so you ca."
Jason could see the silhouette of the person despite the darkness.
Puti, the person who helped Sergio Osa rescue Leon, appeared.
Just like Jason, the person was wearing a mask and his identity could not be determined.
"We have to start the mission. Esralda is already talking."
"Okay."
Jason nodded and tightened his machete. This ti he would show the true terror of his na - Jason Voorhees. From now on, everyone would shudder when they heard his na.
Puti began to paint on the white canvas. His fingers moved so quickly even though there was no light. It was a mystery how he could paint so well in this environnt.
After a few seconds, he finished his work. He painted the stadium filled with people.
"Rember, I can't bring you back."
He said. Teleporting hundreds of people at once would be too much for him. So he could not use his ability for a day after that. Maybe it was related to their backlash.
"Don't worry Puti. I will make sure that I get the Fragnt back... Along with Esralda's head."
"That's the motivation. For the glory of the Council."
"Hm, for the glory of the Council!"
Jason raised his machete. At the sa ti, the painting absorbed them all and transported them to the stadium.
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"Hey? Is that an airplane?"
"No! That's a bird!"
"Stupid! Those are people... Falling from the sky!"
"Hm?"
Calix heard a commotion. He was on his way to the inauguration to congratulate Esralda.
The woman had specifically asked him to attend, and Calix had agreed.
However, the citizens began to freak out as they looked at the sky.
Calix looked up, thinking the Blood Moon had reappeared.
However, he chuckled when he realized that this ti it was different.
"Looks like they took the bait."
He muttered.
Esralda already had a plan. The woman used this mont to clean up the garbage that would disrupt her reign. She wanted to show her power in front of the citizens, to solidify her position.
"Well, almost half of the population voted for her, so I guess she has to do what she has to do."
The difference of 24 thousand was small.
As for the danger, Esralda already had a plan for that.
Just as Calix expected, a black barrier materialized and protected the citizens.
"These people thought they could attack because Esralda is weak in the dayti."
That was indeed what the enemies thought. Unfortunately for them, the "training" Esralda had received over the past few weeks had made her power stronger. Creating a barrier under the sun was no longer a problem.
"Ti for action."
Calix stood up, his battle suit enveloping him. In his hand was nto, which beca an assault rifle.
He began firing into the sky. Since these people wanted to shed blood, Calix would shed their blood.
At that mont, his auto-kill shot shone. Every ti he pulled the trigger, an enemy would be splattered in the air.
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