Darkness is Coming

  The night has not yet come. Under the twilight, the young attendant put down the submachine gun, picked up the vanity box and hand-painting tools, and began to draw according to the chain on the forehead of the person in front of him. The drawing board is his forehead.

  According to His Holiness the Pope, this chain is a sign of the Chosen One, and only the Lord’s favorite believers are qualified to draw this chain on their foreheads.

  Thinking of this, the young attendant couldn't help but sigh, seeing how this wood-like demented guy could be favored by the Lord of Evolution, but he could never become the chosen one.

   Of course, the young squire will not hold any resentment because of this. He firmly believes that the choice of the Lord of Evolution must be correct. He will not be too disappointed because of this, after all, he still has His Holiness the Pope's favor, and only he is qualified to attend important ceremonies on behalf of His Holiness the Pope. The Holy Communion of His Majesty the Pope is noble and must not be easily exposed. He presides over the Holy Communion on behalf of His Majesty the Pope whenever he prays. Only a few people know that his true identity is actually the personal servant of His Majesty the Pope.

   Of course, he may be persecuted by pagans and false believers. But isn't it an honor to die for the Pope?

"It's done." The attendant put down his pen, looked at himself in the mirror, recalled the scenes of being worshipped and ruling life and death in the previous two holy sacrifices, and the pleasure of being satisfied with the desire for power surged like a wave, "What else? "

   "Oh!" The suddenly realized attendant turned off the light, opened a box of fluorescent powder, and finished the final makeup.

  A thin figure stepped into the room, and the attendant immediately got up and bowed respectfully. "Your Majesty the Pope."

   The Pope stretched out his eagle-like big hand, patted the young man's head kindly, and said, "The holy sacrifice will begin soon, get ready."

   "Follow your wishes."

   The Pope responded and led the idiot with the chains of dim light on his forehead away.

  …………

   "Bang" after the gunshots sounded, the target fell in response.

It's that simple? Yang Xiaoqian held the binoculars, his arms were stiff, he couldn't believe it.

   "Bang" another shot rang out, and the archbishop in a blood-colored robe followed in his footsteps, a hole was blown out in his head, and his mutilated body fell to the side.

   Wrong, wrong! When things go wrong, there must be demons! Yang Xiaoqian picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Wang Hai! Run!"

It's too late.

  A high-speed shock wave visible to the naked eye shot from the church to the tall building where Wang Hai was located.

  A tall building that can withstand an earthquake of at least magnitude 5 is in front of this shock wave, like a paper toy model made by a child.

   Amid the loud noise of the collapsed floor structure, the shock wave violently destroyed the entire floor, leaving only the broken load-bearing wall wailing overwhelmed.

   "Wang Hai, Wang Hai!" Yang Xiaoqian completely forgot his command, tightly holding the walkie-talkie, kept calling.

   If the person in danger is just a passerby whom he didn’t know, Yang Xiaoqian might put away his smile to show respect for the deceased, but he wouldn’t be so rude. But Wang Hai is not a passer-by. This honest and respectable soldier has spent so many days eating, drinking and fighting side by side with everyone. The friendship of his partners is not shallow.

   "Dongsan, I received it, zizi, 呲." Wang Hai's voice came from the walkie-talkie, intermittently.

  Yang Xiaoqian was relieved, took a breath and asked, "Are you injured? Is it serious?"

  The walkie-talkie was silent for a moment, it should be Wang Hai checking the injury.

   "My left leg was pinned and immobile. There were no other injuries. My observer... was killed. Finished."

   "You stay where you are and wait for rescue." After Yang Xiaoqian finished speaking, the black ghost appeared beside him and ran away.

   With its strong grip and bounce, the black ghost shuttled between tall buildings like a swallow. After finding the building where Wang Hai was located, it climbed up the wall easily like a gecko, with a fast speed.

   "Fang Yu! What's going on!" Yang Xiaoqian yelled into the walkie-talkie, only to remember that Fang Yu didn't bring the walkie-talkie after changing into a robe, so he had to raise the binoculars again.

   There is a reason for arranging Fang Yu to sneak into the church. Yang Xiaoqian needs to take command, Yu Qian does not know how to disguise, only Fang Yu is suitable for sneaking into the church and pretending to be part of the enemy.

   But the more important reason is that among the three, only Fang Yu's ability can produce huge lethality without relying on external objects.

In Yang Xiaoqian's first plan, after Fang Yu broke into the enemy's interior, Yang Xiaoqian and others would create chaos outside the church, causing the opponent's armed forces and commander to gather vigilance, and then Fang Yu, who mixed into it, could find the opponent's commander. and other Awakeneds that may exist, perform a lore.

After attacking and killing the opponent's Awakened, Fang Yu, who is wearing a robe, will float in the air with the help of Yu Qian. He claims to be the apostle of the Lord of Evolution. and many more.

As a result, the evolutionary church that has lost its core strength will become a mess in an instant. Even if not many believers are willing to believe in Fang Yu, this short-term panic is enough to eliminate the stubborn resistance force and suppress the audience strongly. .

   This plan, which Yang Xiaoqian has repeatedly scrutinized, is simple but effective. The more complex the plan, the easier it is to go wrong. When the enemy situation is unknown and the battle situation is chaotic, a simple plan is not only easy to achieve, but also easier to make up for in the event of an accident, so as not to be distracted and unable to adapt to the situation.

   But now, the opponent's Awakener has already taken action, but Fang Yu has not moved. What is the problem?

  The image of the telescope lens refracted on the retina made Yang Xiao's eyes split.

  Fang Yu stood on the spot, his eyes glowing strangely red, staring blankly at a thin middle-aged man in the crowd, and gradually bent his waist and bowed to him.

   This middle-aged man stared at him, his ruby-like pupils were captivating, and there was a chain of dim light on his forehead. The brightness fluctuated like a breathing lamp, and he was obviously also an awakener. Beside him, a bald-headed teenager with a demented expression stared blankly at the building where Wang Hai was located. The light from the chains on his forehead was dim, the nosebleed was unstoppable, and his shirt was dyed red.

  The answer to the mystery is revealed, and all the incomprehensible doubts are answered.

  The Cult of Evolution has more than one Awakened.

   No matter if the Pope who smashed half of the monument with one punch is the real body or a substitute, it must be done with the cooperation of the bald boy.

   Not only shows divine power, but also hides his own abilities.

   The young man Wang Hai shot was obviously a cannon fodder stand-in, and the middle-aged person beside Fang Yu should be the true founder of the evolutionary religion.

   As can be guessed from Fang Yu’s abnormal behavior, this mysterious Pope has the ability to control the mind.

   No wonder, no wonder he was able to brainwash so many people in such a short period of time and gather hundreds of supporters.

   No wonder, no wonder that even if there were survivors who knew about it, the Pope of Evolutionary Theology still stayed in St. Nair Church, not afraid of the 258th Brigade.

   Of course he is not afraid of the 258 brigade coming, he is waiting for the 258 brigade to come!

   He didn't dare to go to the site of the 258th Brigade alone, and he was unwilling to give up the St. Nair Church that he had worked so hard to manage, so he made a big splash to attract attention, betting the lives of thousands of innocent people on a chance to control the top management of the 258th Brigade.

What should we do now…

   "Om, hum—"

   The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, Yang Xiaoqian pulled out the flare gun and raised his hand to shoot, the large-caliber flare flew into the air with a bright red light, attracting all eyes.

The Pope of the Evolutionary Sect, Lin Wanyu, raised his sinister eyes, looked at where Yang Xiaoqian was, and said with a sneer: "Originally, I was guarding against those evolutionary zombies who call themselves 'Saints', but I didn't expect to make a mistake and catch a big fish. fish."