Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 219 [Then, I agree]

"I am listening."

This was probably the most beautiful and moving sentence Vasini had ever heard in his life.

It was more melodious than his wife's sweet voice in bed, and more beautiful than his daughter's first cry at birth.

He actually received a response.

Over the years, he went from disbelief to belief, and from belief to unwavering conviction. He simply regarded it as a source of emotional support and never dared to hope that he would ever receive a response.

This cry of "I'm listening" is no less significant than humanity lighting the first fire.

"Great Lord, please save your believers from fire and water. I will give everything and serve you for the rest of my life!"

Vasini began to plead urgently.

Luca looked at him and said, "Do you want to say your last words?"

"Keep it for yourself!"

As a result, the next moment, Vasini, who had been in despair and seemed to be waiting for death, suddenly had an unimaginable gleam in his eyes.

"Amen."

The concluding words of a prayer are like the bugle call for the final charge.

next moment.

Neil the Throat Slider roared again.

This time, however, it was much, much faster than before.

It was as if, in an instant, Vasini suddenly became much stronger than one level.

Luca sensed a great crisis. He didn't understand what was happening, but he immediately disappeared into the darkness.

The shadow protected him for a moment, but...

The black light had already caught up with him.

The shadows were unstoppable; he had already raised the earth's barrier, which, theoretically, could withstand two more attacks.

but……

Still no use.

It shatters with a single blow.

The earth's barrier crumbled into clods of earth, and Neil the Throat Slitter was within reach.

In his moment of crisis, he conjured three shadow clones in succession, but they were all pierced through, and the shadow soldiers he summoned were unable to stop him.

It seems that at this moment, the full potential of the Throat Slider Neil was finally unleashed.

"you……"

He wanted to say something else.

But Neil the Throat Slitter didn't give him the slightest chance.

Vasini watched all this with indifference and pleasure. The vines beneath his feet had already been severed the moment Neil the Throat Slider activated his attack.

He even speculated that the spellcaster, the Earth True Name Master, might already be dead.

Because when Neil the Throat Slider is truly unleashed, it can kill from a distance.

"God is watching you."

"God is watching you."

Vasini's eyes were already filled with fanaticism.

God answered him.

Moreover, it truly granted him unparalleled power.

"Then, I grant your request."

This was God's response to him.

Then, he felt an incredibly powerful force surge in, allowing him to control Neil the Throat Slider at will.

Furthermore, he sensed that it wasn't just him, but also his subordinates, the family guards who were being slaughtered in a one-sided manner.

At this moment, they also became brave.

They became faster, stronger, and even their marksmanship improved.

"Quickly, they're here! Kill them all!"

Another roar erupted, but the newcomers weren't Vasini's men; they were Uttahan's men, carrying Winster typewriters—clearly captured. The men lined up with their Winster typewriters, ready to fire a volley.

As Vasini was about to dodge, he suddenly had a natural feeling that the bullets would become ineffective if he simply raised his hand.

So, the instant those men pulled the trigger, he had already raised one hand.

The next second.

The bullet had already whistled past him and was less than two meters away.

Then, they really stopped and fell to the ground one by one.

That scene was almost like ancient divine messengers using their palms to block the onrushing giant waves.

The Martino family guards, who were already frantically trying to escape, were stunned.

What happened?
The people of Uttahan were also stunned. They might be able to dodge bullets, or even take them head-on.

But what exactly is this ability to stop bullets?
Could it be that this person has become the legendary... Saint of the Underworld?
It is said that the Saints of the Underworld can stop bullets.

"What on earth are you..."

Luca was still running, but he was already showing signs of exhaustion.

His abilities were being rapidly depleted, while Vasini seemed to have no limits.

"I told you, God is watching you!"

Vasini roared again, and then his blade flashed like lightning.

Luca could no longer escape it.

The knife pierced through his body, severing one of his arms.

A thick cloud of blood mist shot out, covering his shadow, which then vanished from the spot.

Neil the Throat Slider lost its target and returned to Vasini's side, humming softly as if recounting its joy at not drinking blood for so many years.

Luca didn't die, but he was definitely seriously injured. Since he appeared, let alone seriously injured him, many people died without even seeing his face.

This was an unprecedented victory, and Vasini's heart was pounding; he was captivated by the feeling of wielding power.

Is this the power of God?

Praise be to my Lord!

Once Luca withdrew, the rest of the people became lambs to the slaughter.

As the black light danced, blood stained the earth as red as ink.

At the same time, on other battlefields, the Martino family guards, who had been suffering repeated defeats, suddenly seemed to have received divine assistance and became even stronger.

The situation has also reversed.

Those once arrogant and domineering members of Uttahan were scattered and broken apart by the fighting. Some raised their guns into the air, frantically pulling the triggers while shouting, venting their pent-up frustration.

They won!

They really won!

It was an unimaginable result.

They came here expecting to die.

And in places they can't see.

Ethan was leaning against the wall, slightly out of breath. He had accidentally overexerted himself and almost drained himself dry.

The one who responded to Vasini was Ethan himself.

After he arrived in the South District, he heard the prayer again, clearer and more distinct. He could even see the situation there through the prayers of the people praying.

After observing for a while, he roughly understood the situation, and at the most critical moment, he lent some of his strength to Vasini.

This allows Vasini to successfully control the true name relic.

Subsequently, as Vasini became increasingly devout, Ethan could even sense the members of the Martino family, so he shared some of his power with them as well.

This was quite a drain on him. If it weren't for the support of Winster's vast power, he probably would have been instantly killed.

However, Ethan, still leaning against the wall, couldn't help but laugh.

Although he was exhausted, he was finally certain of one thing...

That is, he really seemed to have become the source of some kind of authority.

He became a god.

(End of this chapter)