"Mr. Gilan?" Liliya opened his mouth slightly.
She was just about to ask a question when she saw the young man holding an ax in one hand and supporting the iron guardrail beside the track with the other. He turned over and jumped. In the windbreaker hunting room, he actually slid down the steep slope and ran straight down.
The man crossed the nearly ten-meter-high slope like walking on flat ground and headed straight towards the seaside.
It was at this time that Liliya discovered.
The seaside was strewn with dense human corpses, and countless Seagull were frantically pecking at the corpses. The scene was disgusting.
"?!"
She couldn't help but hold her breath and looked horrified.
Immediately, Mr. Gilan was seen facing a large group of wolf-headed men wearing dirty robes and holding murderous weapons.
Poof!!
Demon-Hunting Axe swung hard, hitting a Heaven's Bane Cult disciple in the neck, and chopped off the head wearing a dead wolf hood!
Blood spurted out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.
Four or five Cultist stepped on the corpses of their companions and swarmed up.
They wielded meat saws and bone chopping knives, trying to chop the enemies in front of them into pulp.
Gilan dodged and retreated several meters, escaping the slashing attack.
"Vivi." He tilted his head and said.
However, the little familiar opened his hands and suddenly responded with a grimace:
"Master, the spell doesn't work. These guys have gone completely crazy."
Hearing this, Gilan's eyes narrowed.
The group of Heaven's Bane Cult disciples in front of them seem to be very different from the Lake God Cult members. They themselves are Old God fanatic believers, and coupled with the erosion of unknown local mysterious forces, their minds have long since collapsed and turned into complete madmen.
Vivi's spell needs to be based on a certain amount of reason to confuse his emotions. Without reason, it will naturally not be effective.
Thinking all this clearly in an instant, Gilan pulled out the revolver from his waist without expression, pointed at the oncoming crowd and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!!
The rate of fire of a one-handed gun is naturally not as good as the "multiple shots with one click" of flicking the hammer, but the accuracy of Gilan is not reduced. At close range, all six bullets hit six wolf heads.
The six Heaven's Bane Cult gangsters at the front were shot in the head, and their bodies fell forward according to the inertia, splashing fine sand on the beach and staining it with blood.
There were thirty or forty people in this group of Cultists. One of them was killed by Gilans. The others were not afraid and continued to charge in as if they were not seeing them.
They were muttering something indifferently, and their bloodshot and crazy eyes were staring at Gilan in their hollowed-out dead wolf hoods.
Clang!
Gilan had just put away the revolver when a machete came towards him. He flicked his right hand and struck with the ax, making a crisp sound.
With his unparalleled strength, he easily blocked the murderous weapon of Cultist. Sparks flew and a "Bone Crusher" kicked out.
Bang!!
The Cultist in front of him was kicked violently in the chest and flew backwards.
Thump thump!
His body knocked down several people smoothly, like a chain reaction, knocking over the dense crowd behind him like dominoes.
Gilan's eyes are empty.
He took the opportunity to stride forward, raised his ax and hacked two more people to death.
The heavy and ferocious ax head flashed with cold light, splitting flesh and bones with brute force, making a crunching sound and splattering blood dots.
Gilan's body was inevitably stained with plasma.
But he didn't care, he just kept a cold face and hacked wildly.
One after another, before Cultist had time to react, their heads were separated and they fell under Demon-Hunting Axe.
After a while, there were only a dozen Heaven's Bane Cult disciples left in the group of thirty or forty people.
A strong Cultist, more than two meters tall, pushed aside the crowd arrogantly and strode over with the iron nail whip. Under the cloak, there were ferocious gums without lips.
Gilan took out a breath and raised his free left hand.
As the colorful light twisted, a Double-Barreled Shotgun appeared, aimed at the elite Cultist and fired two shots.
Bang bang!!
The fierce firepower was like a Razor big net, instantly tearing this guy's head and chest into pieces.
When the blood and flesh exploded, before the opponent could raise his whip and whip him, as soon as he raised his hand halfway, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground!
Gilan put away the shotgun and jumped up.
He hit a person on the head with his whip leg and kicked him several meters away. Taking advantage of the situation, he turned around, held the ax tightly in both hands, and slashed horizontally.
At this moment, Gilan seemed to be a lumberjack, swinging an ax at the human-shaped "tree". Because of his swift and violent movements, the hem of the windbreaker was raised high.
Poof!!
The shadow of the ax crossed the crescent moon.
Two Cultist, who were standing side by side, were cut into four parts at the waist. Their upper bodies fell to the ground, but before they died immediately, they struggled and tried to grab Gilan's trouser legs.
Gilan raised his legs with both feet and stepped their heads into the sand.
He used his strength to rush forward and swung the ax mercilessly.
The hacking continued for several more minutes.
All around were broken limbs and corpses, leaving him standing alone with an axe.
Gilan While calming down his breath, he bent down to touch the corpse.
The colorful light flashed, and Cultist's corpses quickly Corruption, collapsed, and one after another turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
Wait until this is over.
The color number in the corner of his sight changed from "65" to "99".
The ax returned to the dimensional space, Gilan adjusted the slightly skewed flat top hat on his head, turned around and returned to the track on the slope.
Seeing him coming, Liliya took a step back in fright.
In the eyes of this red-haired female student, Mr. Gilan has changed from a "strange gentleman" to a "terrible murderer".
She had just watched the entire massacre, and the reason why she did not take the opportunity to escape was simply because her legs were weak from fear.
"Don't be afraid, those people are cruel Cultist."
Gilan took out a brand new handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face, and spoke lightly.
"The hundreds of corpses of townspeople on the beach are all their fault. If I don't take action to get rid of these people, they will definitely continue to wreak havoc, and maybe they will hunt down the two of us."
Brutal...
Mr. Gilan, are you more cruel?
Liliya forced out a smile.
The other person's words did not comfort her, but frightened her even more.
"Can I leave first?"
Liliya asked cautiously.
"It will be very dangerous for you to be alone. This area is full of monsters."
Gilan frowned slightly.
Seeing him frown, Liliya's heart skipped a beat.
"It doesn't matter!" she said quickly. "Actually, my skills are pretty good, and I also have homemade self-defense equipment. Don't worry, Mr. Gilan."
"That's it..." Gilan pondered.
Liliya looked at him nervously, and then heard the other person say:
"Then be careful. Try not to go into the woods on the left. There are a lot of those headless beasts in there."
"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention to it."
Liliya breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
But as she was taking steps forward, crossing Gilan, another voice came from behind her:
"Wait a moment, Miss Liliya."
The red-haired female student's body froze instantly.