Chapter 212
Professional characteristics of police training.
After Sybil heard the sound of the bullet being loaded, the complexion was greatly changed, and he instinctively grabbed Rose and lay down on the ground.
At the same time yelled, "Get down!"
bang!!
The scattered projectiles engulf the horrible kinetic energy of crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, strikes are the wooden bolts across the church door.
Sawdust and pellets splash!
ka-cha.
When the sound of the bullet being loaded again.
The congregation stunned in the same place, all of a sudden messed up.
Pushing, lying down, screaming in horror.
"Ah--"
"God!"
"Spiritual God bless..."
bang!!
The second gunshot sounded.
The church door, strong enough to withstand Power of Darkness, was blasted out of a big hole.
The palm-wide latch was interrupted by the waist.
Boom!
The sound of the door being kicked open was particularly dull.
All the congregants lying on the ground, looked up.
Their expressions are horrified, and they pray in a low voice, hoping that the Spiritual God they serve can protect them from the Dark World.
Time in this brief moment seems to be at a standstill.
Dark World under orange rays of light.
The cold rain is pouring.
Dark and depressed.
They saw a dark silhouette.
The icy water drops slowly dripping along the front end of his coat and gun.
A huge butcher knife stuck on the corner of the wall.
The huge iron triangle and the tall body of the hell executioner are placed at his feet, and the thick brown water overflows.
That man.
Standing on the border between heaven and hell.
Step on the corpse of Dark World, a symbol of violence and punishment.
Like the executioner who slaughtered the devil, the judge of heaven who tried to punish the executioners of guilty mortals.
Pattern.
Leather shoes with water stepped onto the floor of the church.
The death bell of the following hell, ringing in the depth of one's soul of every cultist.
Bath in the dim candlelight of the church.
The fearful and trembling cultists finally saw what the man looked like.
The rain soaks the black hair.
The eyes are cruel and indifferent.
Lack of emotional ups and downs face, extremely vicious.
Sybil and Rose got up, saw Cole walking by their side, the cold breath from Dark World blowing on their cheeks, their expressions became panic for a while.
They can never imagine.
An ordinary investigator.
Why make them feel this way.
Even.
Fear of entrenched in the heart.
Faced with the Iron Triangle Head and Scythe evil monsters, it has never been so strong.
After the dust settles.
The cultists looked at each other in blank dismay and stood up one after another.
Their leader, Chris Bella Ed, a woman with a traditional haircut, a blue dress and a hypocritical smile.
Separate the congregation.
Go to Cole and take a look at him.
His eyes fell on the corpse of the Iron Triangle Head in the distance.
Turn around, raise his hands, sing a hymn-like voice with extremely infectious power, and shout, "Praise God! He has sent us the nemesis of Savior and Dark World!
God will never abandon us!"
Two male believers with strong eyesight crawled to the door of the church, moved the broken latch, and locked the door again.
More believers.
In this brief moment, it's like being beaten in blood.
The smile is extremely fanatical, discussing spiritedly, and casting an earnest look at Cole.
Ross and Sybil, who witnessed all this with their own eyes, complexion slightly changed.
Fanatical cultists can do a lot less material harm to a person than a direct mental impact.
Ross couldn't help taking a step back.
Their enthusiasm is like the distorted fire that crackled when the witch was tried in the children's paintings left by Alesha.
Just like on the steps outside the church door, Dalia Gresby, the mad woman's answer to her was not what she asked: The fire cannot be cleaned, it will only get darker and darker.
The leader Chris Bella, shouting out her magic stick declaration, once again condensed her power among the people.
Turn around.
Extend your right hand to Cole.
As the saint's guidance to the lost lamb.
The soft tone is like a warm breeze, and the pure smile is like the dawn of dawn.
"My brother, you are home."
Falling down in her voice.
All the cultists stare at Cole with zealous eyes, like the brother sister who is celebrating a long-lost reunion.
There is no doubt about it.
A strong great character who can be in the world, with an iron triangle, if you join them, you will be surrendered to the feet of God and mother.
It is a great guarantee for everyone's survival.
In this very contagious scene.
The contagion of human emotions, even if Sybil is a highly educated, experienced and knowledgeable female patrol officer, her heart can't help being shaken a little.
The birth of unfathomable mystery tries to join them with the strange idea.
Suddenly.
The church has a lively atmosphere like celebrating Christmas, falling into silence.
Everyone is waiting for Cole's answer.
This time.
The system hint sound suddenly sounded.
'Chaos event: Second, it has been triggered. '
'Who are born with the original sin, they fear the erosion of Power of Darkness, and pray for the protection of God, but go astray. '
'demon-hunter, you believe that life is chaotic, good and evil are one, driven by gods, deceived by devil, and a person's depravity is not his original intention. '
'Now, please make your choice. Different choices have different rewards. '
'1. Expose to them the nature of the heresy of the Silent Hill Cult, saving an innocent life, better than punishing countless sins;
Second. The door of the church, drag the corpse of the iron triangle head, let the blood of darkness contaminate this sacred place, and help the dark Alesha complete his revenge;
Three, vent anger and anger, and kill them all. '
'Special note: Your choice will not affect the main task: the reward for eliminating cultists. '
'Please select. '
Cole browsed through the options given by system.
This time, he did not greet the mother of the system, nor did he make a choice immediately.
Beyond choice and good and evil itself.
The options given by the Chaos Event System, in essence, are not deliberately misleading, but are increasing his probability of survival.
The first option is to join the paradise camp, so that the intention of seeking survival in Silent Hill is obvious. All the text descriptions are completely in accordance with Spiritual God's belief that humans should have the righteous behavior logic.
The second is to fall directly to Alessa. As Dalia mentioned, the most important thing in Silent Hill is not good and evil, but choice.
As for the third...
There seems to be nothing wrong with the table above.
However, the core choice is completely to hell.
Is there anything you like more than devil about the killing caused by anger and anger?
Finally.
The silence that many people are looking forward to.
Cole, who was always silent, kicked and kicked the leader.
One foot is on her chest.
Raise the gun.
ka-cha.
Under the horrified and unbelievable gaze of a surrounding Sects.
Cole looked directly at this old woman who was full of benevolence and morality, but with cruel and malicious intentions, indifferently said, "Remember, the next time you invite someone to teach, don't laugh so hypocritically.
Shepherd."