Chapter 119 Leaving
It was very difficult for Watson to pull out the blade from this rubber-tight body. Even though he had accurately avoided the opponent's ribs, the tip of the blade was slightly curled.
He looked at Ganser's blood slowly flowing out from his heart and gathering under him to form a pool of blood. The pool of blood was like a mirror reflecting the psychedelic light from the ceiling mural in this dark environment.
Phew—Watson let out a deep sigh of relief...so damn comfortable! This feeling of killing legally in front of everyone is so refreshing! ! !
But when he got up, he still showed a guilty expression, and he seemed to be a bit unbearable and said to the others: "I'm sorry Nello, at this critical moment just now, I couldn't control the propriety of my actions. --hiss!"
Watson seemed to have pulled the injury on his back while getting up. The open skin and exposed flesh were shocking, and there was fresh blood flowing, making everyone present subconsciously think that this was a new wound.
Clovette, who was relatively close to him, was the first to step forward. Some cold hands lifted Mr. John's peeling skin like a book page, and placed it back on the flesh and blood of his shoulder blades. She was chanting a certain piece of music with a brisk beat, her toes were tapping unconsciously, and her head was swaying slightly as if she was immersed in the music.
A warm and comfortable mana passed through her palm to Watson's back. The cracked flesh and blood on the shoulder blade began to heal quickly. The muscle fibers on both sides of the crack grew pink and tender granulations, intertwined with each other like a seam. The net makes the gap between flesh and blood close again.
The epidermis and muscles gradually adhered closely to each other, and in just a few seconds, Watson shed his skin uncontrollably and completely healed from the injuries suffered by Kai Zhi's hole.
Clovette, who had finished all this work, looked pale. It seemed that she had exerted so much magic at once that her body and soul were weakened. She suddenly felt dizzy, staggered and almost fell down. On the ground.
Fortunately, at this time, a strong arm stretched out from the side and hooked Clovette's shoulder to prevent her from actually falling - it was Mr. John who also looked pale due to excessive blood loss and the pain of the forced opening.
And Nero Bacchus had also walked over. He opened his arms and put them on their shoulders. The majestic power of the heart was transmitted to the bodies of the two pale men, allowing their hearts to beat powerfully and pump out rich blood. Vibrant blood nourishes the weakened body.
"It doesn't matter. Chief Watson, you did the right thing. We have seen Ganser's situation... He has obviously been lost in the desire for the Code of Enlightenment, and has lost all that he should have as a human being. of reason." Nello gently patted Watson's shoulder, which had regained some strength. "Indulging in secret desires and being unable to control oneself... Such dangerous people are strictly prohibited even within our sect. Once he appears, he will be expelled from the cult! Not to mention that Ganser went crazy and attacked his colleagues twice!"
Nero looked around at everyone, "As you have just seen, Chief Watson obviously wanted to stop Gunser's self-mutilation behavior. This can be said to be saving his life... But even so, Gunser is still unrepentant. , actually launched a secret attack on his colleagues/breeders/family members! The last time he exerted an indiscriminate influence, intending to include us!"
"Do you think this Gunser really deserves to die?"
"As for Chief Watson, he was just a newcomer who had just come into contact with secret knowledge. Faced with the attack launched by Ganser, a mature first-order heart and initiate, he was forced to protect himself and failed to control his strike. Killing Gunser accidentally...that's reasonable and reasonable...do you have any questions?"
The employees of Crossroad Hospital, they eat, live and work together, seem to be a kind and warm family... But the warmth is only on the surface, and they are still working in separate groups inside. Only those who join Crossroad Hospital as a family unit Only members of a family can be considered a real family.
The other church members are always passers-by to them, especially those abnormal church members whose minds are out of control and their minds are distorted... From the moment they indulge in satisfying their secret desires, they are no longer close. Church members, but potential enemies!
After all, everyone present is an esoteric practitioner who has been exposed to the cruel nature of the world. The moment the esoteric scriptures invade their minds, they are no longer ordinary mortals... Maybe even they themselves are not able to discover it. , their hearts have long had subtle and imperceptible changes because they possess taboo powers that transcend mortals. They begin to become indifferent to life and gradually despise laws and regulations.
Therefore, regarding John Watson stabbing Gunser to death in front of everyone, the other five esoteric cultists present did not feel any discomfort or abnormality. After all, Gunser did fall into the trap of a mad dog that bites everyone on sight. In a state of madness and out of control...he really deserves to die.
"There is no problem at all. Ganser not only hurts John frequently, but also plans to launch an offensive Qi Zhi influence on us... It is only natural for John to kill him." Even the Laughter Clovette thought so too, and glanced at the body on the platform.
Gunser... Thanks to Clowett, I thought before that you always stayed alone in the corner with your eyes open and closed. It seemed that you were alone and had no friends. I planned to find you to play with you when I had the chance to go back. No. To think that you would lose control in this dangerous underground and attack my good friend John! ! ! I'm still waiting for John to treat me to some delicious cream of mushroom soup after I finish working overtime tonight! You're so damned, ahem!
"Understand, leaving an out-of-control person in the sect is like keeping a ferocious beast at home... This potential threat should be eradicated as soon as possible!" The small Ms. Marina said, her eyes It shines with the radiance of unmerciful rationality.
And the initiator of everything, the murderer, said with a little guilt: "Well, it is a human life after all. Although Ganser made mistakes, he is still our church member. It is not war time now, and neither is he." enemy……"
"Sir Watson, you are wrong. Gunser's mistakes were not just about attacking his teammates. Let's not forget that this was a crime that was enough to kill him on the spot in Afghanistan... His most serious problem was losing control! He couldn't control it. Esoteric practitioners of their own desires are extremely dangerous existences, both for our sect and the world. At first, they just changed their way of thinking and lost their due rationality. However, as those who lost control began to indulge unbridled If they follow their crazy thoughts and practice the rules, even their bodies will undergo strange distortions and turn into strange and terrifying monsters! "
"You said that we are not on a battlefield at the moment. This is also wrong! The world of secret transmission is originally a different kind of battlefield, a battlefield where we humans fight against Si Chen... And a person who loses control is worse than a traitor in the army. More dangerous!"
"So Ganser's death was entirely his own fault. It was only because he failed to hold on to his inner sanity... Even if you didn't kill him just now, the least we could do was imprison him and restrict his movements. Prevent him from escaping and posing a greater threat to the outside world and the defenseless people! "
After hearing these words, Watson frowned slightly, but still nodded slowly, "I understand."
He turned to look at the sharp-edged staircase that had only been dismantled in a very small part, and asked: "Since Gunser is dead, we have no way to continue to dismantle this blade-like staircase... Nero, what can you do? Are we carrying any other ropes?"
When Nero Bacchus heard this, he just looked at the steel rope in his hand. Even though he had carefully and slowly pulled the sharp blade trapped in the trap, even so, those sharp blades still held the toughness. The steel cable was cut until most of it was worn... The current state of the steel cable in hand was no longer suitable for use as a rope bridge.
"Let's stop here for today's exploration. The time is almost up. Being able to get these twelve sharp blades is already a pretty good harvest." Nero said while taking off his windbreaker, "Gunser, although He's out of control, but he is still a member of our cult, so let me carry him back to the hospital and bury him properly."
After all, no matter what, this is a good first-level material that has both the heart and enlightenment aspects.
The author of this treasure house feels that he has written it very poorly. If he continues to write it, it will just be a plagiarized description of the Mansu scene... Let’s just quit now. It is still interesting to have a copy of the interaction with the characters.