Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Wu Heng said a word and left here.

Since the reward for them is 'freedom', there is no need for him to continue to enslave them.

They are just some curse disciples, nothing to use to fulfill Martin's promise.

And he believed that even if he didn't control these people, they probably wouldn't let him down.

In the deep forest, the moon is dark and the wind is high,

The dark and tall trees are full of ferocity, and the dead branches rustle with the cold wind, like the whispers of evil spirits.

Only Martin and the silent curse followers were left.

After a moment of silence,

Martin turned around slowly, and the blood in the eyes of thousands of Blood Curse disciples suddenly filled up at the same time.

They are silent and waiting.

Because they all know that the Martin in front of them will not let them down!

Martin soared into the air ten meters high, and cut off a large tree with a diameter of two meters with his hand blade. He stood on a ten-meter-high tree stump and stared at the curse disciple below.

"God is dead!" he shouted, raising his right fist high.

"God is dead. God is dead! Gaga. Gaga." The scarlet eyes of thousands of curse followers lit up in the forest, like flames, and they roared hoarsely like they were venting their anger.

Vent out the frustration and torture of being imprisoned in a pale room and used like a machine for decades or even hundreds of years!

They shouted at the top of their lungs.

Martin's raised right fist slowly stretched out and turned into a palm. The shouts gradually stopped and the scene became quiet again.

The red light in the nearly ten thousand eyes of the cursers became even brighter, like burning flames.

The bloody flames of revenge!

They were silent, kept quiet, and remained motionless, just because on the tree stump ten meters in front, the thin figure, like a vulture, was talking.

Although his voice was as ugly as a crow, it penetrated straight into the soul.

"God deserves to be killed! Belief ethics constrains the human mind and suppresses our instincts!"

"Dogma turns us step by step into a part of 'it', turning us into machines!"

Martin's voice was noisy in the woods, making the dead branches rustle.

Only his voice echoed throughout the forest, like the roar of hell!

"If humans want to be free, they must kill God, kill 'it' completely, kill the initiator who uses us as a purification device!"

"Only without its existence can we humans gain unprecedented opportunities. We will establish new values ​​that do not serve the organs that have transformed into it and establish values ​​centered on human will!"

“To do this we must have a reckoning with the ethics of faith!”

"Those dogmas are its last resort."

"We must fight for freedom and eliminate those accomplices who sold their souls and defrauded our free souls!"

"Liquidate those believers!" Mark's waving fist was trembling.

"Reckoning!"

"Reckoning!"

The hoarse roars are endless!

The whole forest roared, until dawn, the sparse sunlight shone into the woods, leaving only mud covered with footprints and no one left there.

The sun shines on the muddy footprints, and the dew accumulated in them refracts the rays of sunlight and makes them shine!

Two days later,

In the early morning of October 15th, the weather in Portland had dropped to about 8 degrees.

Pedestrians on the road were all wearing long clothes and walking in a hurry. People in the crowd looked at each other, full of vigilance.

Just because in these two days, many churches were attacked, and a large number of believers died tragically.

Two female employees walked quickly side by side on the street. They wore the same uniform and belonged to the same company.

"God, what kind of devil is he? Is someone possessed by Satan from hell? How could such a cruel thing happen?" One of the fatter women sighed in a low voice while walking quickly.

"Who says it isn't?"

"Pastor Thompson is such a good person. When my father was about to die, he performed a free 'Sabbath Service' for my father. My father was a believer during his lifetime, and he must be living a good life in heaven now."

"What kind of devil are you talking about that would kill Pastor Thompson!" Another thinner woman answered.

"Oh, and Sister Elena, she helped me a lot, but she was killed." The fat woman agreed; "A sinner who deserves to go to hell."

"Stop talking, let's go, we're going to be late soon, and the vampire supervisor will check his watch at the door again!" The thin woman looked at her phone and urged.

The two men immediately trotted forward.

In the nearby coffee shop where they passed by, sitting by the window, was a tall middle-aged man with a serious and resolute face, it was Wu Heng.

He took a sip of coffee and looked out the window.

Next to the convenience store opposite, a car was parked, and two men and two women were loading the purchased daily necessities into the car.

"They are waiting for you!" Wu Heng said slowly.

"My lord, can I save them?" A skinny, long-haired, decadent man slowly appeared next to Wu Heng's table.

It is Martin who has transformed into an ordinary person.

"Can."

When Martin heard this, a trace of joyful scarlet flashed in his black eyes. Although he had transformed into a blood demon, these four people were his friends in college after all.

He didn't want them to die unless necessary.

This time, because he was liquidating the believers, he was not selected as the ‘Fool’, and he didn’t even know about it.

It was Wu Heng who called him over.

The people in the Portland Sealed Area have already found another college classmate of Martin and are ready to use him as the Fool.

However, that classmate had two minor accidents just now. He was fine, but his arm was scratched.

The first time, the tire slipped and he hit the roadside.

After walking a hundred meters, he hit the fence again.

He thought he was unlucky and it was not conducive to travel this time, so he decided to give up going to the outdoor party.

Martin did both times.

And through his contact with the four people, he supplemented the missing people. The people in the sealed area saw that he also met the standards and acquiesced. Therefore, Martin successfully replaced the new "Fool" and took back his identity card.

"Actually, you don't have to go."

"Since this is the original destiny, then I must go, not to mention that you have a task to complete." Martin said.

In fact, Wu Heng had no intention of interfering with Martin anymore, because his group in the "statue" had already obtained the freedom and power he deserved.

But Martin took the initiative to contact him and expressed his desire to completely eliminate the means of the "creator".

To let humans completely restore free will.

Restore the individual!

And asked Wu Heng if there were any other tasks to be done. Wu Heng saw that the school was closed early because of Martin's killing.

His four classmates were selected because they set off for a trip a week in advance.

It can only be said that these students are really fearless. They dared to go on a wild trip without finding the murderer of the church.

Ding Ding——!

Martin's cell phone rang. It was the blonde girl across the street calling.

"Go!"

"Yes."

Martin turned and walked out of the coffee shop, waved to the other side of the street, waited for the car in the middle of the road to pass, and walked to the other side. (End of this chapter)