I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 444

Hilo, who was being stared at with such a terrifying gaze, did not react at all, as if it was not him who was interfering with Ralph's brainwashing and blurring everyone's memories.

She just kept her head down, wiping away the blood flowing from her nose.

Not only did it allow for long-distance psychological intervention on numerous targets, it also disrupted Ralph's manipulative tactics.

Performing two tasks simultaneously puts a significant strain on her brain and mental state.

Not to mention that they had recently participated in a major battle.

However, none of these are the most important things. The most important thing is that once the other party discovers that she has ulterior motives, she must leave as soon as possible before retaliation comes and protect herself.

You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...

Hilo kept repeating this to himself, his small body curling back as if trying to hide among the busy crowd around him.

Shiloh didn't have the courage to expose Ralph's lies directly in front of reporters.

However, the courage to slightly break the opponent's mental manipulation and make their plans less smooth... is actually not very great.

She felt it was wrong of her to stand idly by, so she acted impulsively.

If she could, she wished she had never joined this so-called escort mission in the first place.

She should be sleeping soundly in her comfortable apartment right now, instead of fighting against vicious and fanatical religious figures.

What's done is done, and there's no going back.

Hilo turned around, and there was an ambulance that was already parked in front of her.

She didn't just randomly choose a direction.

If things went wrong, she would immediately take control of the vehicle and escape with Lawrence.

The reason why only the latter's escape route was arranged was not because of any difference in treatment based on likes or dislikes.

Rather, it is a consideration of the actual situation.

The cult seems to have the intention of recruiting Oliver and Haria. Although they are under control, it also means that their lives are not in immediate danger.

Lawrence, however, is no longer of much use to the cult because he has lost an arm, and is likely to be disposed of.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to get him away from the scene as soon as possible and get him out of the control of the cult members.

Therefore, she should perhaps create some disturbance.

Hilo took a deep breath, about to shout, when she suddenly felt something cold and sharp pressing against her lower back.

"Shut your mouth, you bitch."

Accompanying the cold touch was a man's slightly smug laugh.

"who are you?"

Hilo's body trembled with fear.

She was very protective of her life, otherwise she wouldn't have actively sought a position as a rear-line commander within the team.

This direct threat to his life was a complete mental blow to Shiloh, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it threw him into complete disarray.

"The high priest was indeed a prophet; he hinted to me to follow you before we came out... and as expected."

As the cult members behind him sneered, Hilo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

How can it be……

“Fear can indeed temporarily make people lose the courage to resist, but once they return to a safe area, the previously suppressed anger will burst forth.”

"Only by extinguishing this anger can they fully understand the current situation and honestly accept everything that is about to come."

He held the sharp blade to Hilo, urging the latter to gradually move towards a corner unnoticed by the crowd.

"Are they planning to kill me?"

“I did not receive orders to kill you, and this knife is not lethal.” Hearing that he was not to be killed, Hilo felt no relief, only an even stronger chill.

"It will only completely distort your perception and, at the same time, alter your body."

"Completely...disordered?"

"What appears to be breathtaking beauty to ordinary people becomes grotesque and distorted in your eyes, and what is normally enjoyed by ordinary people becomes foul and unpalatable in your mouth. Then your body will also undergo changes."

"Just like us, we must learn to open our eyes and see the world from multiple perspectives..."

Hilo caught a glimpse of the broken glass window to the side out of the corner of his eye.

The reflection showed the man's face beneath his hood, with worm-like veins writhing on his face and cracks running across his uneven skin.

Until they are fully open, revealing their eyeballs that are rolling and turning at an extremely high frequency.

She instinctively looked away.

The evil contained within those eyes, and the shocking scene, made Hilo feel as if the blood in his body was stirring.

It was a kind of madness that made you want to tear open your chest and abdomen and scratch your face.

This is a level of mental pollution that ordinary people cannot tolerate even a little bit of!

"You lunatics... monsters!"

"Physical changes will lead to mental changes. When your body is outside the realm of humanity, you will naturally stop thinking in a human way."

When you stop thinking in a human way, this change will have a reciprocal effect on the body, and so on, until a perfect state is achieved.

Don't be afraid. Once you get used to it, you'll find that this craziness is actually quite enjoyable.

As the cult members spoke, they brought down the sharp blades in their hands.

Hilo kept his eyes closed, but for a long time he did not feel the pain of the sharp blade entering his body.

Is it painless? This cult is surprisingly humane in such minor details.

【idiot.】

She couldn't help but think this to herself, but was startled by another unfamiliar voice.

who? !

Shiloh was startled, but she quickly realized that the voice didn't seem so unfamiliar.

Before she could think it over carefully, she heard the other person speak again.

Still embarrassing yourself in the same spot? Why don't you run away?!

Hilo suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to see a headless corpse lying flat on the ground.

Is this the cult member who just kidnapped her?!
No! Run!

Shiloh immediately turned around and headed towards the ambulance where Lawrence was without hesitation.

I don't know how many people I bumped into along the way, but I didn't have time to care.

She kept repeating "sorry" as she went, but soon she noticed something unusual.

No one she bumped into reacted; there wasn't even a basic gasp. They stood there like wooden figures, motionless.

Hilo couldn't help but look up, only to see that everyone's gaze was uniformly focused in one direction.

Following her gaze, she witnessed a scene that left her speechless.

A black-haired youth, who appeared at some unknown time, casually waved his hand.

That seemingly casual gesture of brushing dust off his sleeves resulted in the decapitation of the curly-haired white youth opposite him.

Despite this horrific scene, no blood gushed out, because the remaining corpses turned to dust before they fell to the ground, and were scattered by a strong wind from who-knows-where, disappearing completely!

(End of this chapter)