Chapter 213
Boom——
The roaring muzzle is filled with gunpowder.
Under the broken bullet, the head of the god Chris Bella Ed, the hypocritical face that is boring and can't help but want fiercely to punch him.
It broke into a rotten watermelon.
Blood water and bone fragments gradually spread in the church, this sacred place in the eyes of cultists.
The sudden violence and brutal killing.
in this brief moment.
Everyone was shocked.
The cultists can’t believe that a lost lamb who suddenly broke into here dares to be in front of one’s eyes with them, in heaven and God.
Cruelly killed the leader.
Kill the shepherd of Death God.
Sybil pulled out his gun instinctively and pointed it at Cole with the muzzle.
She wanted to say: Don’t force me to do this, investigator.
However.
Two flashback memories, the fact that she was tortured wildly with the cultists, and finally almost burned to death. While hesitating, she attacked her moral conscience.
Similar to the world in Silent Hill.
Good and evil are in chaos.
As a police officer who abides by the law, has a moral standard much higher than others, and deeply believes in defending the weak and the kind.
Her sense of justice cannot be tolerated. Someone broke the law and massacre other people wantonly.
But...
Alessa’s thing is like a saber. After leaving the female toilet of the teaching building, as the investigation deepens, she has not only been removed from her heart. When it comes out, it goes deeper and deeper.
Hate what the cultists do, but are constrained by a sense of morality.
It is also born because of her, which symbolizes the bound sulfuric acid monster.
As for Rose.
When did this ordinary mother ever see such a bloody and violent scene before entering Silent Hill?
Compared to Sybil's complicated heart.
She was just completely frightened by Cole's actions.
At this moment.
The cultists who were dominated by shame and anger rushed to Cole's side frantically, surrounded him, accusing him, and verbally insulting him.
Just like before the fire in November 1974, they tortured Alesha Graceby.
Like the dead Anna on the steps, insulting the mad woman Dalia.
Just like they do to everything.
I used to be kind to others, because I didn’t believe in religion, I was regarded as a blasphemer by Kresbella with selfish desires, unable to fight, and was eventually bullied, tortured, humiliated, and killed in various ways People.
Collectivism, which is distorted and absurd and maliciously interpreted by evil people, is used to deal with all people who are not in line with their ideas, or even simply displeased.
Cultists have long been accustomed to unilaterally bullying others, taking advantage of numbers and blocking the power of regional public opinion to torture the bodies and souls of others.
Forcing them to submit.
"The Blasphemer! Sooner or later you will go to hell!"
"If you disrespect God, your soul will be thrown into the fire of hell and accept eternal burning and censure !"
"Burn him to death! Revenge for Chris Bella!"
"Burn him to death!"
"Burn him to death! "
As if they have forgotten.
How the stranger who walked in killed their leader just now.
In an attempt to use the same method, kidnapping morally, using crazy humiliation, let him know how badly offended the cult, let him put down resistance in fear, and die obediently.
To give their lives for their faith.
All the cultists shouted and burned him.
In the first strong cultist, he squeezed through the crowd and tried to catch Cole.
ka-cha.
Another shot.
A big hole was blasted out of the man's chest, and the three people standing behind him were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground.
in this brief moment.
Language and oppression, face violence to defend justice.
Like their insults, pale and weak.
The moment Cole fired the gun, Sybil's hand that held the gun shook suddenly, as if engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, only one step away from shooting and killing the mob who claimed to be an investigator.
"No...Cole, don't force me to do this..."
ka-cha.
The bullet is loaded.
The No. 12 bullet shell that flew out of the barrel and landed on the ground with a crisp collision sound.
Cole turned back.
Sybil looked straight into those cruel eyes and hurried back two steps, her cheeks covered with a cold sweat with a high expression on her face.
When she thought Cole was about to shoot her to death.
This man who has been regarded as a criminal and a thug by her, just said a word indifferently.
"Sybil Bennett, rays of light and the world under order, need a police officer like you."
Boom——
Gunshots Sounded.
A massacre targeting only cultists, kicked off the curtain.
The muzzle growled.
One after another, cultists with heavy blood debts fell in a pool of blood.
The sanctuary of Silent Hill, the holy place in the eyes of the disciples, has suddenly become a bloody execution ground.
They screamed in horror.
Hidden in a small church.
I don’t have the arrogance and evil of bullying others just by relying on the advantage of numbers.
Like a mouse that has been placed in the fierce sunlight, living in the sewer for a long time, it is sad, pathetic, and ridiculous.
Sybil stood in place.
If Cole had said this to her before this, she might not know why.
However.
I witnessed what happened in the church with my own eyes.
Under the double torment of conscience and morality.
She finally understood.
That man.
That cruel and ruthless man, like a butcher who is slaughtering livestock.
These words spoken to her.
What a heavy meaning is there after all.
That is the greatest sacrifice and dedication to bear all sins alone.
He was not trying to vent violence.
He is not a thug either.
All he did was for one thing: justice.
Conscience tells Sybil that only the law is qualified to try sinners.
But this is Silent Hill.
A supernatural world ruled by Power of Darkness.
The search for absolute justice of the law is nothing but a distant fantasy and the pursuit of hope.
It's like everything Alessa Graceby has encountered.
The law of mankind.
I can never rule, heaven and hell, their minions, oppression and cruelty to mortals.
If no one comes forward, help those who have been hurt.
Where should justice begin?
Perhaps her idea in this brief moment is very complicated.
But Cole's idea is very simple.
In the human world, not all places are shrouded in the darkness and evil of hell.
Not all crimes require death to pay.
Sybil Bennett, her sense of justice and conscience, is destined to be unable to perform justice in the dark and sinful world, but can help those who really need help under the rays of light and order .
Five minutes later.
In the corridor on the second floor of the church.
The last cultist fell to the ground, moved his body backwards, and begged Cole for mercy in tears.
"Please! I really..."
Bang!
His words are not finished.
A bullet that burned scarlet blood flames accurately submerged between his brows.
Afterwards.
The system hint sounds.
'The main task: the elimination of cultists has been completed. '