Of course, I choose to forgive him!

Chapter 33: Of Course, Choose to Forgive Him!

"..."

Chu Chongtian nearly spat a mouthful of blood three meters away.

No wonder there were suddenly so many "Possessed" appearing all around.

You are literally about to dig up someone's grave!

How could Jack the Ripper not explode with rage?

He was already a malevolent ghost to begin with; this time, his resentment must be reaching the heavens.

No, wait, his resentment was already sky-high, and now it was about to break through the atmosphere.

By the way, Master, what exactly are you using to dig the grave?

Is it that cross made of two pieces of wood, the thing acting as the grave marker?

Can that thing even be used to dig a grave?

Is that why you need two minutes?

Couldn't you have found a shovel beforehand? Maybe one minute would have been enough.

Chu Chongtian's thoughts ran wild; he didn't even know what he was thinking about anymore.

He just instinctively raised his muzzle and pulled the trigger.

There was no need to aim; since everything in front of him was a "person," he would hit a target no matter how far off he was.

However, the six bullets were gone in a flash.

Other than slightly hindering the Possessed in the front, it was completely useless.

Chu Chongtian didn't dare to engage in melee combat either.

Even though these people in front of him weren't moving fast—somewhat like the slow-moving zombies in movies—everyone knew that once you fell into a "horde," the consequences were fatal.

Retreating while firing was the only way to go, but they had to stall for two minutes for Master Xuanzang.

They couldn't retreat!

The only thing worth being glad about was that when Jack the Ripper possessed and controlled so many people, his level of control dropped significantly.

He couldn't make the Possessed exhibit that ghostly speed or combat power beyond that of an ordinary person.

Just as he was thinking this, Chu Chongtian's vision blurred, and someone suddenly closed the distance between them.

The figure arrived right in front of him, gripping a dagger and stabbing it fiercely toward Chu Chongtian's chest.

There was no whistling sound.

Without a trace of flair, this was truly ghostly.

Chu Chongtian could only say that he "saw it," or rather, his mind had reacted to it.

But his body's reaction simply couldn't keep up.

He could only watch "helplessly" as the opponent's dagger thrust toward him.

In a trance, he felt as if the world were playing in slow motion.

He could only pin his hopes on Master Xuanzang's Consecration to save his life.

A whistling sound reached his ears.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chu Chongtian caught a glimpse of a black shadow flying past.

It slammed heavily into the head of the person in front of him.

The Possessed collapsed instantly, hitting the ground at the same time as the "black shadow."

The black shadow remained perfectly intact, but the head of the Possessed was no longer whole.

"Use Ending Storm."

Tang Luo's voice came from behind him.

Only then did Chu Chongtian see clearly that the "black shadow" that had landed was none other than the revolver—Omen.

As a revolver, Omen only held six bullets.

Combined with Chu Chongtian's own life force, he had at most twelve bullets.

To be honest, in this regard, it was far inferior to modern firearms.

However, its second attached skill—Ending Storm—was incredibly useful.

It fired 6,000 bullets in one minute.

Such a rate of fire had already reached the maximum theoretical rate of an M134 minigun.

This type of machine gun was usually mounted on armed helicopters, armored vehicles, and defensive fortifications.

Only a tough guy like a Terminator could directly wield a Gatling gun.

Six barrels, with an actual combat rate of fire of 2,000-4,000 rounds per minute, forming a Bullet Storm capable of tearing apart most targets.

And the ominous "Ending Storm."

While consuming nothing, it also had no recoil.

Even a child could use it.

All Chu Chongtian had to do was aim the muzzle, pull the trigger, and then activate its accompanying skill—Ending Storm.

The cylinder began to spin madly.

The muzzle spat out a beautiful, red serpent of fire.

Not a straight line of bullets, but an entire barrage, its area of effect no less than a Gatling gun's!

Like a large harvester sweeping through a wheat field during harvest season.

Wherever the muzzle swept, Possessed individuals fell, or rather, vanished in large numbers.

Chu Chongtian swung his arms wildly from side to side, creating a terrifying zone of death.

It was fortunate that these possessed people only had a distorted, black, hollow face.

No blood flowed from their bodies.

Otherwise, the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere would likely have made Chu Chongtian vomit.

As it was, he could still hold on by occasionally glimpsing severed limbs and trying to ignore them.

Zhou Zhenguo stood a step behind Chu Chongtian, rapidly reloading and taking out a few stragglers with aimed shots.

There were also Binding Chains as a backup.

They might be able to hold out for two minutes.

Even though Ending Storm only lasted for one minute.

But the number of Possessed attacking them was limited.

After a minute of sweeping fire, there would probably only be two or three left.

Even if Jack the Ripper's control over them had greatly increased, combined with the "Consecration" protection on their bodies and Zhou Zhenguo's skills.

They could block it!

Fifty seconds into Ending Storm.

There were very few Possessed left in sight.

But beyond the range of the light enveloping their bodies, faint footsteps could still be heard.

A blurry figure could be seen.

The Possessed were still approaching, hidden in the wind and snow.

Chu Chongtian stared intently ahead, moving the gun's muzzle wherever he heard a sound.

But neither he nor Zhou Zhenguo noticed.

To their rear and to the side, a ghostly figure crawled on the ground, moving like a viper.

Upon getting close, it strangely reared its upper body.

A dagger in its hand stabbed towards Chu Chongtian's lower back.

Then, the figure's movement froze.

Its neck was gripped by a hand reaching out from behind!

"Hmm—I seem to have found a useful tool. It'll only take 20 more seconds to finish this."

When Zhou Zhenguo heard Tang Luo say this.

He instinctively looked back.

Master Xuanzang's right hand was holding a rather large object, swinging it up and down.

It looked like... a person?!

It seemed to be... The Priest?!

"So miserable..." Zhou Zhenguo silently thought, and immediately turned back.

This Priest was likely the first person Jack the Ripper possessed and controlled.

And probably cooperated with the organization to deal with bodies and such.

The cross and dagger were telltale signs.

The spinning cylinder stopped.

White smoke emerged from the muzzle, but in reality, it still felt cold, not at all overheated.

With only two or three cats left approaching, Chu Chongtian and Zhou Zhenguo could handle them.

"Alright."

A few scattered gunshots rang out.

Tang Luo's voice came from behind him.

As he spoke, the original wind and snow suddenly froze in that instant.

Yes, frozen.

Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian could even see snowflakes suspended before their eyes.

Then, "Parting Clouds to See the Moon."

The gray snowflakes in the air fell to the ground, and the thick clouds in the sky vanished without a trace.

It was so clear, as if there had been no blizzard just a moment before.

Only the gray snow on the ground remained.

The bright moonlight bathed the land.

Even without the light from their bodies, it was enough for Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian to see their surroundings clearly.

Along with the wind and snow, the Possessed had also disappeared.

"Amitabha, sin, sin."

A Buddhist chant made Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian turn to look at Tang Luo, and a pit at his feet.

It was a pit he had dug.

Let's ignore the tools used for digging.

If the master called it "sin," what more could be expected?

Of course, one would choose to forgive him!

In the pit, it wasn't a coffin or a corpse directly exposed, as Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian had imagined.

At the very bottom were piled-up skeletons.

Above them were incomplete bodies that had not yet fully rotted.

This was, in fact, a "Hundred-Person Pit"!

"Jack the Ripper!"

Chu Chongtian couldn't help but exclaim, "He's actually the product of the resentment of numerous test subjects, born from their collective anger?"

Why would there be such a "Hundred-Person Pit"?

Combining everyone's investigations.

The conclusion was easily reached.

The organization's cruel eternal life experiments, the residual bodies of the test subjects were discarded and buried here.

Even the mentally ill had their own emotions.

Not to mention, there were quite a few normal people.

Furious, unwilling, insane, and overwhelming hatred.

This formed Jack the Ripper.

It was not a person, nor a ghost.

But a product of aggregated resentment.

In essence, it was a Corrupted Abomination, just like the Resurrected One.

However, the strength and form of the two were worlds apart.

At the very least, there was an insurmountable gap between the Resurrected One and the current Jack the Ripper.

Why did Jack the Ripper disembowel people?

Because it was dissected.

The torn wounds represented its rage.

Doctor Jack had mocked Jack the Ripper's crude methods.

But he didn't know that this was a form of "imitation" and revenge by Jack the Ripper!

Corrupted Abominations rarely possessed intelligent thought.

All their actions were merely driven by instinct, carrying out destruction and ruin.

Jack the Ripper, however, likely had revenge as well.

The indiscriminate hunting was to increase its strength, so it could complete its revenge.

Not just revenge against the organization.

But revenge against "everything" it saw before it.

In the end, it was not much different from destroying and ruining everything.

"Mission complete, return to the carriage and go back to the real world."

Following Chu Chongtian's shout, a piece of information surfaced in Tang Luo's mind.

It was a peculiar sensation, existing somewhere between spoken language and written text.

It informed Tang Luo and the others that the mission to find Jack the Ripper had been completed.

This filled Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian with immense joy.

They had originally assumed that they would have to kill Jack the Ripper to finish the mission.

They hadn't expected it to be completed just like this.

However... they had to return to the carriage; was it the same carriage they had arrived in?

"Do we need to reach a specific location to return?" Chu Chongtian asked.

Shouldn't a beam of light have descended to instantly extract them and heal their wounds the moment the mission was completed?

"I haven't experienced it myself, but I've heard others talk about it." The smile on Zhou Zhenguo's face vanished, replaced by a grave expression. "This is not good news."

Clearly, the journey back would likely be fraught with further danger.

They had only managed to repel Jack the Ripper temporarily.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Zhenguo took a deep breath and began running toward the tomb chamber where they had first appeared.

Once they entered the tomb chamber and descended the staircase passage back into the carriage, they would truly be able to leave this place.

There had been seven of them when they arrived.

There would likely only be three left when they returned.

Zhou Zhenguo sighed mournfully in his heart.

The light gradually fading from his body suddenly surged violently, forming a screen of radiance.

Zhou Zhenguo felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer.

His body was sent flying over a dozen meters, crashing heavily onto the ground!