Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Chapter 90 The End of the Father-Son Era (Two chapters combined)

"For Mark!"

"For the lighthouse!"

"For Mark! For the lighthouse!"

"Rebel against the Light and Shadow Society! Abolish the Three Laws!"

The hunters raised their arms and shouted.

Some of the law firm's assassins couldn't stand it anymore and angrily tried to take action, but without exception, they were all killed first by Jeff and his men, who were ruthless in their attacks.

Witnessing the bloody and brutal one-sided massacre and hearing the powerful slogans, Charles on the high platform could no longer stand. His face turned pale and then blue, revealing an unprecedented panic.

"Master, let's retreat!" Ned said, his brows trembling.

"Seng! Are you a piece of trash? You can't even command your subordinates!" Charles said, still not satisfied, and slapped Seng across the face. The latter didn't dare to utter a sound for a long time, both angry and scared.

Sengge suppressed his frustration and fear. "My lord, we haven't been defeated yet! I will immediately gather the remaining city defense troops and the Light and Shadow Society to retreat to the city lord's hall, establishing a defensive line that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Once the city lord wakes up, let him preside over justice and purge these traitors who have betrayed us!"

Charles thought for a moment, then turned and left without saying a word.

The dozens of members of the Light and Shadow Society behind him felt as if they had been granted a pardon and immediately scrambled and fled inside.

boom!

Gunshot rang out, head exploded.

The fastest-running member of the Light and Shadow Society collapsed to the ground, his head split into pieces like a bursting watermelon.

"Don't move!" Ned suddenly yelled, looking nervously at Charles's face.

Everyone turned around, sweating profusely, and saw a red dot between Charles's eyebrows. No matter how much he shook his head or moved his feet, the red dot remained.

Without needing anyone to remind him, Charles had already followed the red line in front of him and locked onto a secluded balcony in the far distance, where he could see a blurry human figure.

He knew that among the hunters was an extraordinary sniper named Flying Snow, whose level of threat was among the highest on the Law Institute's list.

"Anyone who dares to run, kill them on the spot!" Ned drew his gun and pointed it at the pale-faced crowd.

Sengge also realized what was happening and jumped into the heavy structure decisively. The rotary cannon on his forearm spun in the air, completely calming the panicked crowd.

He had considered aiming at Feixue, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun a skilled sniper. If Charles died, his gamble would come to an end prematurely.

The red dot moved slowly, and under its guidance, Charles and the others were forced back to the edge of the terrace, exposing their entire bodies to the view of the people below.

"It's the head of the association!"

"Please, Lord Charles, take charge! Suppress these villains!"

Upon seeing their leader appear fearlessly at the crucial moment, countless followers of the Light and Shadow Society erupted in thunderous cheers, spontaneously singing "Light gives birth to all beings, all beings shatter into shadows."

boom!

Jeff raised his hand and fired a shot, piercing the back of the head of a law firm deacon not far ahead. The irritating chanting was interrupted, and everyone felt uneasy.

"Anyone who keeps spouting nonsense and acting mysteriously in front of me will suffer the same fate," Jeff said sternly. "I want to see how your leader protects you!"

Not only him, but also Erica, who is usually cute and adorable, had a frosty expression at this moment, and her actions were swift, decisive, and ruthless.

The only one to blame is Charles for going too far. First, he manipulated things behind the scenes to get Zai Bing, and then he stopped pretending and directly bribed people to carry out assassinations!

"Gentlemen, believe that the Lord of Light and Shadow will protect us," Charles declared grandly, "Under the Gospel of [the Lord's Name], the Lighthouse has weathered countless crises, and this time will be no exception!"

Despite his righteous indignation and elegant demeanor, a red dot on the back of his head, like a soul-suppressing nail, actually prevents him from moving.

Erii beckoned, and Mo Cheng immediately brought out A-Zheng, whose hands were bound, and brought him to her side.

Upon seeing Ah Zheng clearly, Charles's composure vanished instantly, and immense fear nearly caused him to collapse.

But amidst the intense scrutiny, he managed to maintain a calm smile while frantically pondering how to break the deadlock.

"Shh~" Erii put her index finger to her lips, and the chattering whispers stopped instantly, becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

She met Charles's gaze, who was darting away, and said as if struck by lightning, "You ordered him and 4068 to kill Mark, wanting to become the city lord yourself."

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar, with everyone doubting that they had misheard.

Erii looked at the incredibly remorseful A-Zheng, "Speak."

So, Ah Zheng recounted the whole story, and everyone's expressions changed continuously as they listened.

Whether they were upper class or commoner, everyone was shocked and horrified, and their eyes were filled with contempt and disgust as they looked at Charles.

Coercion, kidnapping, intrigue, despicable jealousy, and treacherous villains—the stark contrast directly led to his disgrace and ruin.

In an instant, the towering, sacred, and solemn image of Charles and the Light and Shadow Society collapsed, leaving them with no credibility whatsoever for non-believers and most believers.

The onlookers also understood why the hunters were so angry and impulsive.

Anyone would be furious if Charles did these outrageous things.

"Nonsense!" Charles, sweating profusely, roared, raising his voice, "I never imagined you would resort to such despicable means to bring me down and to discredit the Light and Shadow Society! So, you hunters, for a trivial position as city lord, you'd stoop to colluding with treacherous surface survivors? You should know that Captain Mark and I are like brothers; how could I be so heartless as to kill him!"

He spread his arms wide, exuding an aura of righteous grandeur. "Gentlemen," he declared, "we must not be swayed by the survivors on the ground. Their true aim is to seize the Lighthouse and take all our resources!"

"I feel the call of the Lord of Light and Shadow! The life and death of the Lighthouse hang in the balance. We must unite and tear these few survivors from the ground to pieces, so that the Hunters can return to the right path!" Charles roared hysterically, raising his right arm.

For the Lighthouse—

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It must be said that his impassioned speech was truly inspiring for devout believers.

Sure enough, the faithful believers and a small number of ignorant followers were stirred up and responded to Charles in a frenzy.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you filthy bitch! The great and selfless leader would never covet such a mere city lord's position!"

"I think it's you bunch of trash from the surface who are the ones with malicious intentions!"

"Get off! Get off!"

The fanatical followers, who had been severely brainwashed, used extremely vicious language to curse.

Looking at their ferocious and twisted faces, it seemed that they had already forgotten Erii's terrible killing just now, and their minds were only on protecting the Light and Shadow Society and Charles, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.

This has gone beyond numbness and ignorance—it's madness!

Charles was overjoyed.

He achieved his goal: to use the public to put pressure on Erii and the hunters, causing chaos, and then take the opportunity to escape.

After all, it seems that Erii will only kill those who lay a hand on them, not just those who talk. Presumably, she, like the hunters, adheres to principles and bottom lines, and is worried about unnecessary casualties, and has all sorts of concerns.

Such people are easy to manipulate, like Captain Mark, who is admired by thousands and has unparalleled combat power.

"I'll block the sniper for you and then attack Erii. You all follow my instructions and escape from here," Seng whispered, his head bowed.

Charles, feeling as if a withered tree had been revived and the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, nodded calmly. He was determined to make Erii die at the lighthouse at all costs, as long as they could escape, otherwise he would never be able to eat or sleep in peace for the rest of his life.

"Back off! Back off!"

The hunters continued their shouts, but the fanatics still advanced, their faces solemn and with an extreme, morbid expression.

"Jeff, what should we do?" Erica asked, looking conflicted.

"A bunch of lunatics! The Light and Shadow Society has grown and thrived in the Lighthouse thanks to these brainless idiots!" Mo Cheng complained, wanting to fire his gun, but there were too many of them, and they were mixed in with the crowd, making it easy to accidentally injure innocent people.

"Eri, we can't let him get to us—" Jeff said.

But before he could finish his sentence, a splatter of hot blood splattered onto the back of his hand.

"What are you babbling about?" Erii was completely baffled by Charles's passionate speech.

Her logic is simple and straightforward, without any complicated or tedious concerns or worries, and without any self-imposed limitations or bottom lines.

Those villains who want to hurt me and my friends, either be half-dead or die!

As for the guilt after killing, why would one feel guilty about killing someone who deserves to die?

In short: People who don't like pressure.

Buzz—

The trial covered the entire lighthouse, inside and out, precisely targeting those destined to die, past every figure.

Hundreds of invisible blades slashed down simultaneously.

puff----!

It's quiet now.

All the fanatical believers were divided in two.

Not only that, those members of the Light and Shadow Society and the Law Firm who were not present at the scene, even if they were indoors or on the other side of the lighthouse, did not escape judgment and verdict. As the Wind Demon Scythe Weasel spread, they all collapsed into a pile of smooth-cut flesh and bones.

"Um?

"

Charles blankly wiped the warm brain matter from his cheeks, then expressionlessly surveyed the blood-red terrace as far as the eye could see.

"Seng! Ned?" he called out instinctively, his voice hoarse as if he hadn't spoken in a year, a drop of wet scalp sticking to his hair spilling from the corner of his mouth.

As the massive, three-dimensional wreckage of metal and flesh, Ned's twisted and painful head, the scattered limbs of his men, and the thick blood covering hundreds of meters came into view, Charles's malfunctioning brain slowly restarted. Fear, panic, helplessness, and loneliness followed closely behind, sending chills down his spine.

They're all dead.

He stood frozen in the pile of corpses, too afraid to move, lest he too be sliced ​​into pieces at any moment.

This is a more agonizing form of mental torture than mere death. The extreme audiovisual impact broke through the psychological threshold, and even the proud Charles couldn't help but collapse and break down, standing like an ant.

Even so, he persevered, telling himself again and again that he must keep going for the sake of the lighthouse and for humanity. He was the savior chosen by the Lord of Light and Shadow, and he could not give up!

Humanity still needs me; everything is a test for me by the Lord of Light and Shadow!

until.

"Everyone, please stop following this cult," Erii earnestly advised. "I've killed so many of them, and their Lord of Light and Shadow is still unwilling to descend. This blond guy is obviously a fraudster."

""

Cult? blond-haired guy? Scammer?

Deceiving too much!

"puff-

—

Charles was so enraged that he coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Utterly defeated, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to rise again, roaring ferociously, "I did it all for you! For all of humanity! So that everyone could live! This is the mission bestowed upon me by the Lord of Light and Shadow!"

Erii leaped forward, appearing before him. "Where is your Lord of Light and Shadow?"

"He will definitely appear~He, He~"

Charles was speechless, trembling with embarrassment.

"That's enough, child."

Instead of the Lord of Light and Shadow appearing, Victor showed up pushing a wheelchair, in which sat the city lord Ergen, who had just woken up.

Victor's face was grim, but he was helpless.

Gen remained calm, his weathered eyes filled with a myriad of emotions. In particular, when he inadvertently glanced down at Bai Yuekui's location, his body trembled involuntarily with fear.

When he woke up and saw Bai Yuekui's familiar figure, he was so frightened that he dared not go out. It took him a lot of mental preparation before he mustered up the courage to come.

What else can we do?

Who would allow someone to hold their own son's life in someone else's hands?

In contrast to his myriad thoughts, Bai Yuekui remained calm and composed, obediently playing the role of spectators with Xia Dou and the others, without interfering in any of the lighthouse's affairs.

"Dad! Father!" Charles scrambled toward Shigen.

"Quickly tell her, tell everyone, that I am the savior chosen by the Lord of Light and Shadow!"

"You're the city lord; your debts have credibility. You must prove it to me!"

Charles was no longer elegant and composed; he was as pathetic as a stray dog ​​with its spine pulled out, kneeling on the ground and hugging his son's legs, his face a mixture of crying and laughing, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"That's enough, child." Gen said the same thing, his tone full of dejection.

Charles was taken aback, his expression turning ferocious and terrifying. "You old fool, why aren't you on my side! I'm clearly your son, why did you choose Mark to be the city lord! What do I lack compared to him?"

With a roar, he reached for Ergen's neck, but was slapped away by Victor's mechanical weapon.

"It's because you are my son!" Gen said with a heavy heart. The former city lord's prestige had completely vanished, leaving only the withered and helpless old man.

Charles was struck dumb.

It is precisely because he is his son that he can sit firmly in the high position of leader and become one of the leaders of the beacon.

This is precisely why Shigen, who single-handedly promulgated the three great laws, could not allow Charles to become the city lord.

"That's it," Shine said firmly, turning to Erii. "Let me die in his place. I am his father, and I have the right to do so."

These words caused a huge uproar among the crowd, meaning that Morgan had openly violated his own three principles and acknowledged familial relationships.

"You want to kill me too?" Erii didn't answer, but asked in return.

Through the Fall of Evil, she now sensed pure killing intent emanating from the father and son.

"Yes," Ergen nodded frankly, "A monster like you, like Bai Yuekui, no longer belongs to humanity. What difference is there between you and the Devouring Beast? Only when you die will you be of benefit to humanity."

"Okay, I understand." Erii nodded and waved her little hand.

puff puff!

Both father and son saw blood spurting from each other's necks, then the world spun around them, and their consciousness was plunged into eternal darkness.

The immense resentment and joy were more painful than decapitation. Charles's features were almost distorted, his eyes bulged out in fury and despair, and his tongue dangled from his wide-open mouth, clearly indicating that there were still unspoken last words.

Glug glug~

The two heads rolled to the edge of the terrace, collided with each other, and then fell straight down.

The crowd below was deathly silent, staring at the heads and ears of the father and son, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

There was no sadness, no hidden joy, and no impulsiveness as one might have imagined; rather, there was bewilderment and confusion, a reflection on reality after the emotions had faded.

"For the lighthouse, an era has come to an end," Bai Yuekui said quietly.