Crossing at the same time, all nightmares start

Chapter 67 So, are you ready to die, heretic?

Countless thorns broke out of the ground and rushed towards Matthew with a roar.

Each surface gleams with a metallic luster, enough to easily kill an ordinary adult.

The private cars parked along the way only lasted a second before being turned into scrap metal by the waves of thorns.

boom! boom! boom!
Three bullets flew straight towards the witch's eyebrows.

However, when the bullet came within two meters of her, it seemed to be wrapped in an extremely sticky force, and its speed gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.

Matthew didn't expect these bullets to be effective, so he immediately threw away his pistol, turned into a black shadow and rushed forward, while his gun sword slashed in a cross shape.

brush!
The thorns broke into two pieces in an instant.

However, just as the plants in front fell, more thorns emerged from behind, blocking his way.

Matthew danced with his two gun swords like a storm, madly cutting all the thorns around him that approached him, moving forward step by step.

The old witch, who had lived for who knows how long, seemed to have endless magical powers.

The further they went, the more pressure Matthew felt.

The fierce battle further depleted his already limited physical strength after the fierce battle with the skinning monster.

His breathing became more and more rapid and his face turned pale.

After cutting through countless thorns in succession, a fierce light flashed in Matthew's eyes, and he suddenly punched forward with his right fist.

Bajiquan, the art of body destruction.

boom!
The huge impact force knocked away the thorns in front, revealing a small gap.

A gun sword flashing with blue light flew out from the gap and pierced the witch.

The magical blade successfully cut through the sticky magical protection and moved forward with difficulty.

When it was only a dozen centimeters away from the witch, it completely lost its momentum and stopped.

The witch waved her hand casually, knocked away the gun sword in front of her, raised her hand and gently grasped it.

More thorns surrounded Matthew from all sides.

A huge sphere with a diameter of several meters was formed.

The ball kept squeezing inward, as if it wanted to crush Matthew in the middle into a meat paste.

Roar!
Suddenly, a roar that did not sound like a human voice was heard in Allen's house.

A tall, skinned monster that had survived suddenly leaped out of the room and fiercely rushed towards the three people, Furness, in the distance.

The sheriff hastily pulled the trigger.

The last few blessed bullets hit the target accurately.

The huge impact force stopped the monster's momentum instantly, and it fell heavily to the ground.

Before dying, the monster's eyes were still fierce.

He raised his hand with difficulty, and his ferocious black nails were still pointing in the direction of the little boy Keao.

The ball of thorns surrounding Matthew grew larger and larger.

Seeing this, Soldier Cooper raised his pistol without hesitation and emptied the magazine accurately.

The bullet also stopped in mid-air after getting close.

The witch sneered, and several thorns rushed towards them.

Get ready to crush these annoying bugs to death.

Cooper and the other two stood there in a daze, seemingly unable to react in time.

Just as it was about to pierce them, a burst of golden light burst out from the gaps in the sphere of thorns.

The golden blade of light composed of pure holy light pierced through the thorns and slashed downwards, splitting all the thorns in two.

A figure shrouded in holy light shot out from it and instantly appeared in front of the witch.

"heresy!"

Matthew roared, and several-meter-long light blades slashed down crosswise, successfully cutting through the sticky magic shield and heading straight for the witch.

It seemed that just one strike of the sword would take her life.

However, at this moment, Matthew saw a sarcastic smile on the witch's face.

The next moment, a suffocating amount of magical power suddenly erupted.

Terrifying resistance came from the light blade. The invincible light blade seemed like an ordinary person covered in mud. No matter how hard it tried, it was difficult to move forward even a little bit.

Several thorns broke through the ground and tightly entangled his feet.

All the thorns gathered at the top of the witch's head, forming a huge fist.

As she gently waved her hand, her fist fell and a strong wind blew.

Matthew's face changed, and he quickly crossed his arms to block the air above his head. Boom!
The ground trembled slightly.

The asphalt road was deeply sunken.

Matthew lay in the pit with his arms crossed, but the witch didn't want to let him go like this.

boom! boom! boom!
Thorn's fists kept hitting the ground.

Broken road splashed out, mixed with the sound of broken bones.

When the fists stopped, thorns emerged and Matthew, whose face was covered in blood and who was dying, was brought to the witch.

"What a strange little fellow."

The witch smiled strangely and stroked the side of Matthew's face with her dirty nails.

"Your abilities are different from those of the witch hunters I've encountered before. It seems that you've transformed the holy power through magic.

This is indeed a good idea.

If I give you a few more years, maybe I really won't be your opponent.

It’s a pity that magic is a competition of knowledge, and in this aspect, I am much better than you.

As long as I take over your body, I can use it to infiltrate the Church and make your Pope pay for his deception!"

"Wait."

Matthew, who was dying, actually regained some spirit after hearing this remarkable story.

"You said the person who had to cover his head with a blanket with you back then is the current Pope?"

"Yes, that ungrateful man, that bastard!"

The witch roared with a ferocious look on her face.

“Back then, I was severely injured by a witch hunter and recuperated for hundreds of years.

And he somehow found out about me, and in order to get a promotion, he actually deceived me.

If it's not unforgivable, it's unforgivable!"

It seemed like he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, and it also seemed like he wanted to vent his anger at being deceived that year.

The witch talked a lot.

"So, you lured me here with a plan?

The night demon in Santa Monica was actually you, right?

How did you do it? Did you split a part of your soul and store it in the body of the Night Demon to control it?
If the main body dies, can it be resurrected using soul fragments?"

"Little Father, you talk too much."

"I just want to find out before I die. You're going to use my body soon. Can't you satisfy my insignificant curiosity before you die?"

The witch was silent for a moment.

He actually explained it to Matthew with great pride.

"Yes, I have to admit that you are really smart.

Actually, at the beginning, I wanted to use Abs' body to resurrect.

She is a very good mother.

Everything was going well, but when I was about to devour her son's soul, the bitch who had already been devoured suddenly woke up and resisted frantically.

It makes me unable to control my body well.

I had no choice but to hand her over to the evil spirit in the forest who was controlled by magic.

The person your police officer friend just shot dead was Abbs.

You are the second choice, a gifted priest, and I now feel that your choice seems to be the better one."

"Shit!"

Furness's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

The hand holding the gun began to tremble slightly.

Matthew nodded in understanding.

"If the soul fragments are destroyed, the main body will probably feel very painful."

"Little priest, this is not something you should know. The time for merciful question answering is over." The witch's expression turned cold.

Matthew's expression also turned cold.

"Okay, so, are you ready to die, heretic?"