Sadako's Heart in Chaos

At this moment, Krista felt a despair she had never known.

She, who was once the dignified leader of a cult, able to easily decide the life and death of her followers, was now being forced by those she despised. Her feelings were a complex mix.

She knelt on both knees.

Krista spoke with difficulty, "Dad... Dad."

Tears of humiliation welled up and slid from the corners of her eyes. Considering she was at least a hundred years old, calling a beardless youth "Dad" felt like her proud dignity shattered the moment the words left her mouth. There was even a hint of strangeness to it.

"Are you satisfied?"

Krista's face was ashen, her gaze vacant as she looked at him.

"Oh my, your eyes are so hollow and warm and moist inside, making one feel so comfortable when they go in, they can't help but shiver."

Allen's cheeks flushed red, not knowing what he was being shy about.

Bruce and Oliver couldn't bear to watch.

Man, can you describe and compare things normally? He just has empty eyes, but you're clearly implying something else.

"I'm very sorry, I'm not satisfied."

As soon as the words fell, Allen struck the Floros Emblem with The Blade of Redemption.

Ding...

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the emblem's surface.

Instantly, brilliant and dazzling light erupted, forming ripples that radiated outwards in all directions.

In that moment, a sense of dread rose in the hearts of the cult members.

Without the protection of Flauros's power, Alessa could unhindered break into the church and take their lives.

The next second, the ground in the center of the church collapsed and fell, as if opening a passage to an unknown space.

Scorching flames surged out, and the center of the church revealed a cave filled with lava, looking like an entrance connected directly to hell.

"You bastard, why did you do that?"

Krista questioned angrily. She had already submitted in humiliation, so why did he still have to destroy the emblem?

In truth, she knew very well that Alessa would kill her first. After all, she had used cruel and inhumane methods of burning her alive when she tried to seize Samael's power.

At this moment, thorny wires shot out from the cave, dancing like sentient slender snakes.

A hospital bed was carried up by the wires.

On the bed lay a woman completely wrapped in bandages. The skin around the visible edges of her eyes showed the scars of healed burns.

At the same moment, Sadako, on the opposite side of the Silent Hill cliff, suddenly looked up.

She sensed the power enveloping the area weakening, no longer able to prevent its entry.

In the blink of an eye, no one was left on the opposite side of the cliff.

At this moment, chaos erupted in the church.

The cult members screamed in terror, fleeing towards the exit, hoping to escape Alessa and survive.

Puff!

A rusty greatsword cleaved down, splitting the cult member at the very front in half from top to bottom.

They suddenly discovered a burly man, three meters tall, wearing a triangular metal helmet on his head and dragging a giant sword, blocking the entrance.

Pyramid Head, Alessa's guard, was one of the most feared beings in the hearts of the cult members.

At this time, the thorny wires went on a rampage, hanging the former sinners alive in mid-air.

"We can't escape, there's a big guy blocking the entrance."

Bruce observed that Pyramid Head felt no pain. Many cult members attacked him, but even when sharp blades pierced his body, he remained unfazed.

If they were to attack together, they might not be able to move him even a little.

"Allen, think of a way."

Oliver looked at him anxiously, already considering Allen the backbone of their group.

However, Allen's focus was on Krista, and he said with anticipation, "Wait a moment, she's about to be pierced in the lower body by the thorny wires and die. The scene will be so exciting."

"..."

As expected, two wires restrained Krista, lifting her into the air.

"Hahaha... You're a dirty mongrel, just like your mother."

Clearly, Krista had gone mad, spewing insults at Alessa.

Splat...

The next second, the thorny wires pierced her body, and blood spurted out like a pillar.

"Oh yeah, I was right."

Seeing Krista finally dealt with, Allen shouted excitedly. Just as he was about to turn back to show off to his companions, his vision went black, and a figure appeared face-to-face with him.

"It's a bit hard to see from this close, let me pull back a bit."

Allen leaned back, and what came into view was a woman with disheveled hair, radiating an invisible resentment.

At this moment, Bruce and Oliver were hiding far away.

The sudden appearance of the woman sent a sense of crisis through them.

This whole trip had been like riding a roller coaster, with thrills rising and falling.

Originally, they lived in a prosperous city and were firm materialist warriors.

Now, it seemed, to hell with materialism, this world was not scientific at all.

"Sadako!"

Just as Bruce and Oliver were worrying about Allen, they saw him beaming with happiness, taking the ghost's hand as if he were being pampered.

Then, holding hands and swaying, he said, "Bei Bei, you really do have me in your heart, I'm so touched."

This scene made Bruce and Oliver rub their eyes in disbelief.

"The ghost and Allen are involved!"

"Is this considered love across species?"

The two couldn't help but lament that they were useless; Allen dared to flirt with the ghost, while they almost got sacrificed.

"Mmm... Bei Bei, are you angry with me because you're not talking?"

Allen rested his head on Sadako's shoulder, fidgeting and acting spoiled, "I like to play with my phone when I go to the bathroom, so I just put it on the toilet. You're not mad, are you?"

You put your phone there!

That was a television, bigger than your head.

Through the gaps in her messy hair, her lychee-like eyes, permeated with a chilling death aura, appeared intermittently, as if accusing: 'Fine, fine, you're bullying me because I can't speak, right?'

Unfortunately, she couldn't resist Allen's sweet talk.

How could the simple-minded Sadako withstand the onslaught of sweet nothings?

Her hands, whitened and wrinkled from soaking in the water, gently stroked the back of Allen's head.

'What can I do? He calls me his baby.'

Alessa, who had successfully avenged her enemy, watched the man and the ghost being intimate.

As the embodiment of the dark side, she couldn't stand anything beautiful. Whenever something appeared before her, a destructive urge would uncontrollably surge within her.

"That's enough."

With a sharp command, thorny wires flew around Alessa.

"Bei Bei, she's scolding me, I'm so scared."

"Bei Bei, I only want to die by your hand."

"Bei Bei, you'll protect me before you kill me, right?"

With each "Bei Bei," Sadako was mesmerized.

Having someone who doted on her so affectionately was simply irresistible.

Suddenly, Sadako glared at Alessa.

No one can hurt my little Bei Bei.

"Don't be like this."

Allen grabbed Sadako's hand and said with concern, "It's not worth it for you to do this for me, Sadako."

"I'm just an insignificant lunatic in other people's eyes. I'm already very satisfied to have met you here."

With that, Allen thrust The Blade of Redemption into Sadako's hand, cupped it with both hands, and pressed it against his neck, letting out a long sigh, "I promised I would die by your hand..."

Sadako's eyes welled up with tears