The Last Trump Card: Sending You on Your Way

Yimo watched Bai Ye flee into the Church in a panic, supported by Pastor Ren.

He wasn't in a hurry. Carrying the Katana, he walked in one step at a time.

The final battle between humans and ghosts in the Church would bring everything to an end.

What a fitting Stage!

The white chandeliers in the chapel shone brightly. Aside from the rows of pews on either side, there was only the pulpit and the enormous Cross standing at the far end.

There was nowhere to hide!

Bai Ye was extremely weak. Even if she hadn't run into the Church, how far could she have gotten in the mountains?

Yimo had forced her into a dead end. There was nowhere left to run.

Yimo looked at Bai Ye and drew the pistol he'd borrowed from Brother Justice with his left hand.

He raised it, aimed at Bai Ye, and said calmly, "Tonight, let's bring all the grudges in this town to an end."

Bai Ye was clutching the white rabbit plushie tightly. Her face no longer showed any of the arrogance and happiness she'd had before. One blow from Yimo had knocked her back into the timid, weak, helpless, pitiful state she'd been in.

Before Yimo could say anything, Pastor Ren rushed forward first, shielding Bai Ye completely as he roared at Yimo, "Enough! That's enough!"

"Miss Bai Ye has already lost. She's lost completely!"

"Don't kill her. Let her live!"

Yimo looked at Pastor Ren, who hadn't been infected but was still desperately protecting Bai Ye, and frowned slightly.

"Do you understand what you're doing?"

At that, Pastor Ren's expression grew utterly resolute. "Of course I do!"

"I'm protecting a devil who killed more than half the people in this town!"

As he spoke, Pastor Ren's face suddenly flushed