At this moment, Krista had never felt so utterly disheartened.
Once the dignified leader of a cult who could easily decide the life and death of her followers, she was now being forced by the very believers she had despised. Her feelings were indescribably complicated.
She dropped to both knees.
Krista forced the words from her lips. "D-Dad..."
Humiliated tears slid from the corners of her eyes. She was at least a hundred years old, yet she had to call a young man barely out of adolescence Dad. The moment she said it, her proud dignity shattered into pieces, accompanied by the faintest trace of a strange feeling.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Krista looked at him with an ashen face and hollow eyes.
"Ah, your eyes are as hollow as somewhere warm and moist inside, the kind of place that feels comfortable the moment you go in and makes you want to shiver."
Allen's cheeks flushed red, though no one knew what he had to be embarrassed about.
Bruce and Oliver could not bear to watch anymore.
Brother, could you use a normal metaphor? Her eyes were merely hollow, yet you were clearly implying something else.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not satisfied."
As soon as he spoke, Allen swung The Blade of Redemption down onto the Floros Emblem.
Clang...
A crisp sound rang out, and a crack appeared across the emblem's surface.
In an instant, dazzling rays of light burst forth, forming ripples that radiated in every direction.
A wave of dread immediately rose in the hearts of the cultists.
Without Flauros's protection, Alessa could storm into the church without restraint and take their lives.
The next second, the ground at the center of the church collapsed inward, as though opening a passage into an unknown space.
Scorching firelight surged out, revealing a cave filled with magma at the center of the church. It looked like an entrance connected directly to hell.
"Bastard, why did you do that?"
Krista demanded furiously. She had already submitted in humiliation, so why was he still destroying the emblem?
In truth, she knew perfectly well that Alessa would be the first to kill her. After all, she had once tried to seize Samael's power and subjected Alessa to an inhuman burning.
At that moment, barbed wires shot out from the cave one after another, writhing like slender serpents possessed of life.
A hospital bed was hauled up by the wires.
On the bed lay a woman wrapped head to toe in bandages. Around the edges of her exposed eyes, faint scars from burned and scabbed skin could still be seen.
At the same time, Sadako on the other side of Silent Hill's cliff suddenly raised her head.
She sensed that the power shrouding this place was weakening and could no longer stop her from entering.
In the blink of an eye, her figure had vanished from the other side of the cliff.
At that moment, chaos filled the church.
The cultists screamed in terror and fled toward the doors, hoping to escape Alessa and survive.
Slash!
A huge rusty blade came down, splitting the cultist at the very front in half from head to toe.
They abruptly noticed a burly man three meters tall standing at the entrance. He wore a triangular metal helmet over his head and dragged a massive blade behind him, blocking the way.
Pyramid Head, Alessa's guard, was one of the most terrifying beings in the cultists' minds.
Meanwhile, the barbed wires slaughtered freely, hanging each and every sinner from the past alive in midair.
"We can't get out. There's a big guy blocking the entrance."
Bruce noticed that Pyramid Head felt no pain. Several cultists had rushed him together, but even when sharp blades pierced his body, he remained completely unmoved.
Even if the three of them attacked together, they might not be able to shake him in the slightest.
"Allen, think of something."
Oliver looked at him anxiously, already treating Allen as their backbone.
Yet Allen's attention was on Krista. With eager anticipation, he said, "Wait a moment. She's about to be pierced through the lower body by the barbed wires and die. This is going to be insanely exciting."
"..."
Just as expected, two wires bound Krista and hoisted her into the air.
"Hahaha... You're a filthy bastard, just like your mother."
Krista had clearly gone mad as she hurled vile insults at Alessa.
Splurt...
The next second, barbed wires pierced through her body, and blood sprayed out in pillars.
"Oh yeah, I called it."
Seeing Krista finally dealt with, Allen shouted excitedly. He was just about to turn around and show off to his companions when everything before him went dark. A figure was suddenly standing face-to-face with him.
"You're too close. I can't see clearly. Let me pull back a little."
Allen leaned backward and saw a disheveled woman before him, her entire body radiating invisible resentment.
By then, Bruce and Oliver had already retreated far away.
The woman's sudden appearance filled their hearts with a sense of danger.
This whole trip had been like a roller coaster, one thrill after another.
They had originally lived in a prosperous city and had been firm believers in materialism.
But now, screw materialism. There was nothing scientific about this world.
"Sadako!"
Just as Bruce and Oliver were worrying about Allen, they saw a blissful smile spread across his face as he coquettishly took the female ghost's hand.
Then, while swaying their joined hands, he said, "Baby, I knew you had feelings for me. I'm so touched."
The sight made Bruce and Oliver rub their eyes in disbelief.
"The female ghost has a thing with Allen!"
"Does this count as love that transcends species?"
The two could not help lamenting how useless they were. Allen dared to flirt with a female ghost, while they had nearly been sacrificed.
"Mm... Baby, are you mad at me because I'm not talking?"
Allen rested his head against Sadako's shoulder and kept acting coy. "I like playing on my phone when I go to the bathroom, so I casually left it on the toilet. You're not angry, are you?"
Was that a phone you left there?
That was a TV bigger than your head.
Through the narrow gaps in her tangled hair, her litchi-shaped eyes, filled with grim deathly energy, flickered into view. They seemed to accuse him: Fine, fine, so you're taking advantage of the fact that I can't talk, huh?
Unfortunately, Allen's words were simply too sweet.
How could innocent-minded Sadako withstand his sweet talk offensive?
Her pale, wrinkled hand, soaked white from the water, gently stroked the back of Allen's head.
What could I do? He called me baby.
Alessa, having successfully slain her enemy, watched the human and ghost affectionately fawning over each other.
As the embodiment of darkness, she could not stand seeing anything beautiful. Whenever it appeared before her, the urge to destroy it surged uncontrollably within her.
"That's enough."
With a sharp shout, the barbed wires around Alessa flew into the air.
"Baby, she's being mean to me. I'm so scared."
"Baby, I only want to die by your hand."
"Baby, you'll protect me before you kill me, right?"
With every cry of "Baby," Sadako sank deeper.
Having someone who adored her in such a sweet, manipulative way was simply too intoxicating.
Suddenly, Sadako glared furiously at Alessa.
No one could hurt my little baby.
"Don't be like that."
Allen took Sadako's hand and said with concern, "It's not worth it for Sadako to do this for me."
"In other people's eyes, I'm just an insignificant lunatic. I'm already satisfied that I got to meet you here."
With that, Allen placed The Blade of Redemption in Sadako's hand, clasped both hands around it, pressed it against his own neck, and let out a long breath. "I promised that I would die by your hand..."
Sadako's eyes filled with tears...
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