The Heart Was the Weakness
Three people at the 10 o'clock position, four people at the 12 o'clock position, four people at the 2 o'clock position...
Russell held guns in both hands, his eyes turned blue by Magic Power, seeing through the monster's disguise and distinguishing it from the crowd.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—
Desert Eagle in rapid succession, unleashing powerful Mana Bullet that pierced the barrel. As Russell moved his arm, the monsters the gun was aimed at were blown to the head one by one.
There were more than thirty monsters in the hall, all within fifty meters of each other. The Desert Eagle kept firing, killing the monsters one by one.
Father Russell's appearance was so striking and reassuring that even though his methods of killing monsters Tai Yi what people expected, everyone still swarmed towards his location.
Some cunning monsters transformed into human form and lurked among the crowd, while others sought cover to avoid the blue bullets.
The monster hiding in the crowd was picked out and shot in the head by Russell, while the monster that was hiding was shot through along with the obstacles.
"Roar roar roar————"
The monster that Russell had previously killed with a headshot twitched and got up. The single hole on its forehead healed itself, and most ridiculously, a new head grew out of it, which was even uglier than the original one.
"That shouldn't be the case!"
Russell frowned. Mana Bullet are effective against ghost-like monsters. Even if they can't kill powerful individuals, they should be more than enough to eliminate the smaller ones.
"Roar roar roar————"
A bloody gust of wind swept in from behind. The voluptuous woman, transformed into a monster, had been shot in the head by Russell. Now that she had recovered, she launched a sneak attack from behind, baring her fangs and claws as she pounced on him.
Russell remained motionless as the Desert Eagle emerged from under his arm, firing a high-intensity Mana Bullet that blasted him apart in mid-air with a single shot.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a thick, foul-smelling green liquid splashed out, soaking several unlucky men. Feeling nauseous, they bowed their heads and vomited violently.
The monster that was blown up did not revive. Russell turned his head and stared thoughtfully at the head of the beautiful monster rolling on the ground. A rapid-fire bullet left the barrel and pierced the heart of a monster at the 3 o'clock position.
The monster screamed and fell to the ground, acrid white smoke rising from it, its body convulsing and turning into a pool of pus.
"I see, the heart is the weakness!"
Having found the monsters' fatal weakness, Russell gripped his gun with one hand and repeatedly pulled the trigger, unleashing a barrage of blue bullets within three seconds, piercing the hearts of a total of 12 monsters in the hall.
The monsters hiding among the crowd are the closest and die the fastest, while those that use cover to hide are blasted to pieces along with the obstacles by high-intensity Mana Bullet.
On the ceiling of the hall, four monsters, hanging upside down like crawlers, launched their attack from above Russell's head, using their limbs to spring forward.
Crackling sounds!
Electric Arc flashed, and lightning transformed into Silver-white Giant Wolf, leaping off Russell's body and roasting the four monsters to a crisp in mid-air.
Then, the giant wolf ran along the wall, swallowing the monsters on the four viewing platforms one by one, without missing a single one.
The few remaining monsters panicked, knowing that hiding behind cover would not save them from death, so they made a desperate attempt and charged toward the gate.
The door they had sealed shut with their own hands had now become the biggest obstacle to their escape. They frantically pushed open the bolts and iron bars, and just a second before they could open the door, a hail of blue bullets came flying in.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—
As the last few monsters turned into pus, the battle in the hall came to an end. Russell stood on the dining table, his eyes glowing blue as he looked around to make sure there were no hidden monsters among the crowd.
Everyone who was gazed upon by Russell felt a chill run down their spine, as if they were naked and standing in a freezing cold, all their secrets exposed. Their worldviews were turned upside down; some people immediately knelt down, clenching their fists and reciting the Bible. Those who couldn't read it pretended to do so, opening their mouths and counting one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Russell ignored the group and focused his gaze on the gate, keenly sensing that it was surrounded by thousands of monsters.
Several truck drivers, looking like thugs, walked toward the gate. They weren't scared and trying to escape the trouble, but rather, their hands were covered in blood, and they felt uncomfortable being near Father Russell, fearing they would be purified.
The reason this bar only serves truck drivers and motorcyclists is because these people have dirty hands, and even if they disappear, no one will pursue them.
Russell did not stop them. As the group pushed open the door, he gripped the Desert Eagle tightly with both hands, channeled Magic Power into the blade, launched Mana Light Blade, and swung his hands forward with a cross.
The door was pushed open, and a cacophony of high-pitched chirping filled the air as a dense swarm of dark shadows rushed in like a dark cloud. The black mass of countless vampire bats surged in, and in the blink of an eye, the truck drivers were drained of their life force.
Clang!
A crisp sword cry rang out, its echo lingering in the ears. An X-shaped sword aura shot out, piercing through the dark clouds and slicing down countless bats before finally blooming on the wall.
Rocks collapsed, leaving huge X-shaped marks deeply embedded in the cracks in the wall.
These casualties were nothing compared to the tens of thousands of bats. Dark clouds stretched endlessly, surging into the hall amidst screams.
Russell raised his hand and fired a barrage of shots, shattering the bar's liquor cabinet and barrels. On his finger, the Nenya, Ring of Water glowed faintly. The splashing liquor swept in, transforming into a curtain of water that blocked the vampire bats.
Pfft! Pfft—
Bats swarmed up, densely packed on the water curtain, their sheer number gradually nibbling at it, making it teeter on the brink of collapse.
Russell snapped his the Snap, and the water curtain slowly moved forward. The Lightning Element Giant Wolf, which had been sitting still for a long time, moved its limbs and rushed into the water curtain, merging with it.
Crackling sounds!
Rumble—
An electric spark ignited the liquor, turning the water curtain into Fire Wall, the intense heat producing a continuous popping sound. Under the relentless baptism of red flames and blue lightning, countless bats that had gathered together could not escape, were engulfed by the sea of fire, and burned to ashes one by one.
"Let's go, it's safe outside now!"
Russell, pistols in hand, walked toward the door. As he passed the gate, a vampire bat with its wings burned off bared its fangs and hissed at him.
"He~~~tui!"
Russell lowered his head and spat, sparks flying as the bat was reduced to ashes.
In the hall, the crowd stared in disbelief until Russell's figure disappeared, at which point they remembered that the bar was the monster's lair and scrambled out of the room.
Outside, the sound of engines starting continued as motorcycles and trucks drove away from the parking lot.
Jacob and his family stood beside Russell, still in disbelief. Jacob, in particular, was the most shocked. He had been a priest for over twenty years, relying on his faith as his spiritual anchor, and had never imagined that the devil truly existed.
"Father, did you know they were monsters from the beginning?" Seth, his face contorted with a complex expression, gripping his pistol tightly as he stood before Russell.
"Yes!"
"Including that beautiful dancer?"
"Yes!"
"Then why don't you kill her right away? That way Richard won't die." Seth's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his hand but then put it back down, ultimately not daring to point the gun at Russell.
"He's guilty!"
Russell shrugged. A notorious, neurotic killer like Jacob wouldn't be so foolish as to try and save him. The others in the bar were much the same; aside from Jacob's family, he really had no intention of saving anyone.
Upon hearing this, Seth knelt down on the ground, covering his head with his hands. Judging from his trembling shoulders, he must have been crying.
"Jacob, you should leave immediately, it's dangerous here."
What about yours?
"There are still some things to take care of, you don't need to wait for me..."
As Russell spoke, he stepped back into the bar. He could sense that the bar had more than one floor, and there were many monsters below that had not yet shown their faces.