Chapter 217
The voice fell.
The iron brier reaching Cole stopped in front of him.
Dark Alyssa looked back at the other her, with a gloomy expression, and said, "What are you waiting for? He took away your hatred and anger."
"No , I just...have a problem."
Human Alessa, now over 40 years old.
She was paralyzed and could only lie on the hospital bed, confined by the black bandage tied to the mental patient.
Look straight into Cole's eyes.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Are you... the bad guy?"
It's hard to imagine.
Such a naive question will come from a middle-aged woman.
Rose, who was lifted in the air by the iron brier, kept struggling, begging Cole for help with his eyes, and whimpering with unknown meaning.
Cole stood in place.
Ignore the iron tribulus that stayed in front of him, wriggling, covered with rust and dried blood.
Take out a cigarette, lower your head and light it.
"The wicked and devil, never think that I am a good person, Alessa, I kill them, take their souls, and throw them into the fire of hell to be grilled and tortured."
p>The dim and shabby inner world.
Even just a moment of silence will turn into a repressive, suffocating silence.
Until Iron Tribulus, slowly returning to the bed, Alessa said weakly, "You are not the same as them..."
Dark Alyssa frowned, her voice filled Blaming and angry, she said, "Alessa, Chris Bella has always wanted to kill you, and his purpose is the same.
Kill him and leave his soul here, Silent Hill and Time Will tear off his disguise."
"No..."
"Kill him!"
"No."
"Kill him!!"
"no!"
The violent mood swings made Alesha a little breathless.
A malicious smile appeared on Dark Alyssa’s face and asked, "Why not? Isn't he the same as Chris Bella?"
"cough cough ...I...I don't know, but he..."
"He is deceiving you, poor little Alysha, he is gaining your trust, just like the cleaner ."
Mentioned Colin.
Like the nightmare that Alessa fears most.
She gradually became frightened and her breathing was short of breath.
"No...they are different."
The tone of Dark Alesha gradually changed from mild to oppressive and commanding, "Alesa, kill him."
Finally.
In the moment before the fragile soul of human Alessa, being pressed by the devil step by step, it fell into collapse.
An exaggerated revolver appeared in Cole's right hand.
Take a deep breath.
Throw away half-burning cigarettes.
Colt's justice trial appeared on his left hand and bowed his head frowned, "I am not the speaker and referee of the debate, Alyssa.
You are tortured by cultists, Pitiful person used by devil.
There is no doubt about this.
But you killed too many innocent people.
Thomas Gucci, he took you Rescued from the hands of the cultists, from the hot torture rack, but in return, you burned his father.
Burned more innocent people to death in the depths of the mine..."
Raise your hand.
The muzzle of the justice trial is aimed at the human Alesha, the muzzle that has arrived at noon is aimed at her dark side, her eyes are indifferent and merciless.
"I use the blood of a cultist to help you wash away your hatred.
Now, it is time for you to pay the price for those innocents."
Rose, who was tied in the air, widened his eyes and yelled vaguely.
Dark Alessa took a step back.
It seems to be aware of the power of divine enchantment.
His expression gradually became hideous, waving his right hand, commanding the dense iron bristles all over the world, and shouted, "Kill him!"
next moment.
The gunfire sounded.
A bullet burning with blood flames came out of the chamber, passed through the iron briers, and sank into the human Alyssa's chest.
At the same time.
The hammer that has arrived at noon is like a red soldering iron, and the sacred enchantment composed of mysterious patterns on the barrel emits faint white rays of light.
A bullet constructed of pure spirit strength.
Entrap the wrath of the creator, the power of the commandments of heaven, invisible, like a light spot compressed to the extreme, at the moment the hammer falls.
Flew out of the gun in anger.
Hit the body of Dark Alesha and penetrate her heart.
Ross struggled desperately in the air.
In her eyes.
Time seems to freeze forever in this brief moment.
She couldn't believe it.
The investigator will really be cruel and kill the pitiful and pitiful girl Alesha.
The bullet that pierced the heart.
Similarly, it hit her chest.
The heart-piercing pain and despair almost swallowed her.
She couldn't imagine what her life would be like if Sharon died.
Perhaps...Dalia Graceby’s madness is her future fate.
Finally.
At this moment, the time is slow enough to completely crush Rose's soul.
A silhouette of the unique evil that exudes the brilliance of human nature, dispels the darkness and Silent Hill, appears in front of the human Alessa.
Sharon Silva.
It is like an ancient oil painting where saints and angels meet in the clouds.
Their hands are close to each other, their fingers collide.
Similarly, all hope and kindness are entrusted to another self.
Afterwards.
Human Alesha's right hand hangs feebly, her eyes lose her look, her head hangs down, and her life is gone.
"No--!"
The voice of Dark Alesa's rage has completely lost the voice line that the little girl should have, twisted and overlapped.
However, the bullet that hit her chest gave out an irresistible order.
Disconnect all the ties between her and the iron brier, and the Silent Hill world.
next moment.
A bony dagger, the wings of the angel of death, born to kill angels and devil, whizzed through the air and pierced her forehead accurately.
There is no one of the seventy-two pillars of Demon God. When Varak died, he twisted the weird natural phenomenon.
Dark Alesa fell softly to the ground.
The dark blood of sin slowly shed down her cheeks.
The burning world of Silent Hill.
in this brief moment.
Gradually turned into ashes in the style.
Nothing is heard.
Ascend to the sky, drift away, disappear.
Just like Alessa came to this World quietly, was forgotten by the world in the dark corner of conscience and morality, until death, burning flesh and soul.
When the first ray of sunlight from the real world greeted Cole's eyes.
A faintly discernable.
Maybe it is an illusion.
Perhaps it was the last thought of Alesha's soul before being recalled to heaven.
It rang softly in Cole's ear.
"...thank you."
The blood debt was repaid.
The soul controlled by the devil and bound by the broken body will regain freedom and rays of light.
Death is to Alessa.
Perhaps another relief.
Dark Alyssa fell on the ground, her eyes were staring blankly at Cole, and the dark blood of Da Tan spread out her wounds.
Final Struggle.
She stretched out a middle finger and said the last words in a soft voice.
"Cole, Fxxk..."
The words are not finished.
The corpse was completely disintegrated by the sunlight shining into Silent Hill, and dissipated in the air along with Silent Hill.
This time.
Sybil, who has always been in a coma, has regained consciousness at some point, and stood up with difficulty, and said to Cole in a hoarse voice, "Huh...now, I know who you are."
p>Cole walked over and pulled out the wings of the angel of death inserted on the ground, indifferently said, "You can call me a mysterious incident investigator, or you can call me another name.
demon -hunter."
The female patrolman with hands on hips, leaned down and took a deep breath to relieve the dizziness of remembering the world.
Then grinned and said, "demon-hunter? No, you are more like an avenger, Mr. Cole Walker."
Following.
The system hint sound suddenly sounded in Cole's ear.