Chapter 351 121: Bello City
"The Lord will give you rest, and your sins will not be returned to you."
"Amen."
Brand tried his best to leave the whole body of each resurrected corpse.
But inevitably, a big hole was pierced in their foreheads, and a slightly putrid slurry burst out from the back of their heads.
As the last corpse was about to fall, the nearby resurrected corpses had been cleared away. After delivering a condolence on the spot, Brand flew into the air and searched for traces of other resurrected corpses again.
"Huh?"
Brand saw an obvious fire igniting in a slightly distant direction, and an extraordinary aura erupted.
"Is the breath of fire extraordinary?"
He had some guesses, but still planned to take a look for himself.
The place where the fire was lit was a little far away. It took him more than ten minutes to fly close to the scene. The closer he got, the stronger the smell of burning. Under the rain forest, the roar of the resurrected corpse became more and more obvious.
Click click.
The trees could no longer support themselves in the scorching heat, and fell to the ground one after another, suppressing several resurrected corpses who were unable to dodge.
There was a sea of fire all around, but the resurrected corpse was desperately trying to get close to the person in the sea of fire, even though its body was on fire.
Ito Makoto just raised his head and glanced at Brand, who had no hidden plans and was radiating light. Their eyes met and it was considered a greeting, and then he continued to deal with the batch of resurrected corpses in front of him.
He really didn't have any abilities that could help him find the resurrected corpse, so he used a stupid method and followed the traces to find it. For ordinary people, it was very risky to enter the rainforest to find the reanimated corpse, but he was afraid that he couldn't find it, so he searched all the way. Stop, and finally found these batches of Voldemort's resurrected corpses lying on the ground at night.
Ito lit a fire for them.
Then, as if he had stabbed a corpse nest, countless resurrected corpses climbed up and came from all directions. He estimated that he had killed nearly a thousand, but there was still no sign of stopping.
The rain forest seemed to have become a monster spawner at this moment, with biting trees everywhere.
Brand watched the sky for a while, and had a certain understanding of Ito's combat effectiveness. He understood that even if the opponent encountered that special kind of resurrected corpse, he would be fine, so he turned around and headed elsewhere, tacitly clearing this area. Leave it all to Ito to clean up.
He's in charge of the other direction.
The night passed quickly, and the sky gradually became brighter. There had been a light rain in the forest not long ago, and when dawn broke, mist lingered low in the sky, as if clouds had fallen to the earth.
Looking down, the nearby rainforest seemed to have a few more acnes, it was charred black, and it was unknown how much flesh, flesh and wood had been carbonized.
Ito stepped on the charcoal on the ground and sat down on a fallen tree trunk a little tiredly, lowering his head and not knowing what to think about.
There was sudden movement in the sky, and Ito knew that it was Brand coming.
"They were scattered far and wide, and they hid themselves under the soil. I only found less than five hundred in one night." Brand's priest's robe was still spotless, even after it hit the ground, and his shoes were all clean, which made Ito envious.
Without elementalization, he can neither fly nor have such convenient abilities.
"Really?"
He nodded and said nothing more.
He killed about three thousand zombies in one night, and he personally eliminated almost half of the known number of zombies.
But he didn't think it was because he was powerful. It was just that the enemy was too weak, and those resurrected corpses seemed to have a grudge against him, and they rushed at them desperately. He sat here for half an hour without thinking about them. purpose.
A broken jar, or is there another intention?
"I think this is the Voodoo Cult using resurrected corpses to deliberately draw our attention to this rainforest." Brand directly stated his guess.
Ito was noncommittal about this. The information he had was too little compared to the Paladin.
"Then your inference is that the purpose of Voodoo attracting our attention here is to infect other places?"
"It's a possibility, it's not small." Brand really thought so.
"Then--" Before Ito could say anything, the satellite communication watch given to him by the Rio military on his wrist rang.
Almost at the same time, Brand's satellite phone rang.
The two people immediately speculated that there should be some official progress.
"Pastor Brand, the latest news is that we have found out the identities of basically all the source infections based on the train surveillance. After investigation, we also found a special commonality."
“Their tickets are all for Bello.”
Passengers with the same destination?
It's like a challenge.
As a Japanese, Ito thought of this word immediately.
To be impartial, all the tickets from the source of infection and the destination are the same place. This is obviously a clue left deliberately. It can hardly be said to be an accident.
The two looked at each other, and even if they knew that this was a clue left intentionally by the other party, they both planned to go there.
As for this rainforest, the residents have completed the evacuation and the blockade has been completed. As long as they are not allowed to get out and spread the infection, these resurrected corpses will rot on their own in a few days and fall in this rainforest forever.
Especially after their night of clearing out, the number of remaining resurrected corpses is estimated to be only three to four thousand. The only ones worth worrying about may be those special resurrected corpses.
Although it seems unsatisfactory when faced with a truly extraordinary person, it can completely avoid firepower when faced with an ordinary person.
"I will stay here for three more days. You can go to Bello first to see the situation." Brand took the initiative to stay here, preparing to put more resurrected corpses to rest with his own hands.
He detested such unscrupulous methods.
Ito did not refuse and began to contact the military in Rio.
"Great, we're here"
Near Bello City, Feidu and Xavier destroyed a group of gangsters they met on the road, robbed the other party's car, changed into clean clothes, and rushed to Bello City overnight.
Presumably at this time, the two people who were delayed in the rain forest also knew about Bello and were preparing to rush over.
The purpose of the non-poisonous corpse generals and their zombies to invade the town was to infect more people, expand the number, and delay the two extraordinary people there.
But I just planned to delay it for one day.
The distance from getting off the bus to Bello is the most risky moment, and he must ensure that there will be no accidents during this period.
Since you have cards in your hand, don’t be stingy about playing them out, lest you regret them later.
After arriving at Bello, Xavier's trust has reached its peak. Next, it is time to verify the potential in his body. Some necessary mental shock is a good medicine.
After all, spirit is also part of strength.
As for the mental shock, what could be more debilitating and infuriating than having a loved one die in front of one's own eyes. As a disciple of Augustus, Fei Du perfectly inherited Augustus's thoughts without any guilt at all. Instead, he only cared about the ends by unscrupulous means and putting interests first.
"You seem to have something to say?"
Driving into the city, Bello City, as the capital of a state, was far enough away from the scene of the incident that there was no martial law.
He had already arranged in advance for the assistant who had been deceived from the voodoo sect to buy a house as a safe place for the next period of time.
"I'm just not used to killing people." Xavier looked at his hands. Not long ago, under Fei Du's instructions, he broke a big man's neck with his own hands.
The voice was very clear. He had never felt that life was so fragile. It only took such a slight twist to end a person's life.
"There is always such a process. Although I have never killed anyone, some people do not regret their death. Staying in the world will only cause more ordinary people to suffer misfortune. This is also a chronic disease of this country. Killing For one shadow, there will always be more shadows snatching the inheritance, slowly growing into new evils, and some even more chaotic things may happen during the period, which makes people feel that it is better not to kill.”
"It's just that this is undoubtedly a chronic suicide. Now Rio is like a seriously ill patient. Ordinary treatments can no longer save the country. For serious illnesses, you have to wait for death or take risks with strong drugs."
"I'll just ask a question, do you regret killing them?"
Fei Du's words made other people in the Soul Assembly laugh to death.
Xavier shook his head decisively: "I don't regret it, I only regret not killing earlier."
He recalled the series of evidence found in the other party's lair, and none of them was more cruel than him.
A quick and easy way to die like breaking the neck is really kind to them.
"Haha, I read you right. You are not a pedantic person. It seems that I don't have to spend too much effort on how to deal with others. Many principles are the same. What we need to do is to be a good person with a clear conscience and flexibility. ”
"People like us will definitely not be trapped by the trolley problem."
"Okay, we are almost at our destination. During the next period of time, I will sort out detailed exercise tips and collect secret medicine for you. At the same time, I will pay attention to Ito's movements. Alas, I hope he will not come here. You are currently It still needs some time to grow," Fei Du said deliberately.
"Master is afraid that if he is in Bello, it will be inconvenient for us to train?" Xavier was curious.
"It's not that one of the important reasons why I suspect that he is connected to Voodoo is that the time he appears every time is too coincidental." Feidu explained seriously, "The Christ statue happened to be at the scene when the fire broke out, and then Rio erupted. When the first zombie incident happened, I was staying in a nearby hotel. I seemed to meet someone who looked very much like him when I checked in. It just so happened that the hotel overlooked the Rocinha slums.”
"There was no movement for a month, and then suddenly I took a train out of the city. As soon as I came out, I ran into that zombie train. Either the Voodoo Sect has a grudge against him, or there is collusion, trying to create a heroic image and infiltrate our officialdom. .”
"Then tell me, how would he show his heroic behavior if he appeared in Bello?"
Xavier's face gradually lost color and turned pale: "Master, are you saying that he may cause infection in the city?"
"It's possible, so once he really comes, you have to add one item to your training, which is tracking." Fei Du nodded, "Don't worry too much, the Eagle Warrior is not a reckless man, and he is also good at hiding. , but the materials are a bit scarce, we must use them on the edge, leave it to me, I am also from Rio, and I will naturally try my best to prevent possible infections.”
Xavier nodded heavily, thinking about whether to inform his cousin and aunt.
However, he was not sure that he could convince the other party, and it was easy for him to expose himself and harm his master.
He could only give up such thoughts.
After all, it was just a guess, and even if the other party really caused infection in the city, he would do his best to stop it as soon as possible.
The car was driven to a suburb and discarded, and then the two of them bought two bicycles and rode to the safe house.
"Want to go home and see?" Feidu asked.
Xavier shook his head.
Fei Du didn't say much and asked him to stay in the safe house while he went out to collect a batch of medicinal materials.
at the same time.
In a cheap rental house somewhere, a man lying on the bed, with body spots even appearing on his body, slowly opened his eyes.
He calmly got off the bed, twisted his neck, and stood up slowly.
The stiff body gradually regained its flexibility, even the corpse seemed to be warm, and the spots on the corpse began to disappear.
He casually dug out a set of clothes, walked into the bathroom, neatly poured a bottle of shower gel on his head, then applied it all over his body, and then rinsed it off with cold water.
After a while, he was scrubbed clean and dressed in new clothes.
Picking up an umbrella and putting on a pair of sunglasses, he was about to go out, but suddenly stopped, raised his hand, and sniffed carefully.
Then he turned around, took out half a bottle of perfume, sprayed some on it, opened the door and walked out.
Summer in Rio is either rainy or hot, but people here don't have much awareness of sun protection, so holding an umbrella is a bit awkward.
But as the number of nearby buildings increased and the shadows expanded, the man closed his umbrella and blended into the crowd.
As if aimlessly, he often looked at a middle-aged man standing at the door of the coffee shop, anxiously talking on the phone.
"I don't know who you are, but if you dare to threaten me again, I will call the police directly."
"Really? Sir, I guess your coffee will be knocked over later."
"What the hell are you talking about - Hey! Damn it!"
The man was about to ask, but a sultry guy knocked the cup of coffee in his hand, spilled it directly on the ground, and burned his hand.
"Oh, poor guy, he can't even hold a cup of coffee." The young man didn't leave, just sarcastically mocking him.
How could a man endure it? He would be swollen with just one fist.
"Asshole! You dare to hit me?! I'm from the Black Snake Society!" The young man fought back. With his young body, he beat the middle-aged man who lacked exercise at a disadvantage.
"It turns out it's you! Wait! Wait for me!" The middle-aged man ran away in panic, grouping the person who called him with the young man. His brain kept thinking about when he would offend the black snake.
But after thinking about it for several rounds, I couldn't find the reason.
He had no choice but to find a place to clean up the stains on his clothes, and then rushed to work.
On the other side, after the young man won the fight, he raised his middle finger to the onlookers and walked away with a smile, counting the money as he walked: "Hey, you can get this number just by provoking me for no reason, and you don't have to be beaten." It’s really good money to help pump water.”
He happily stuffed the banknotes into his arms. He was not interested in how the unlucky middle-aged man offended others. If he made money, he would kill his whole family.
It's a pity that he was an orphan after peeing.
"Forget it, I have nothing to do. Let's go back to the gang and see if there is any fun."
The young man walked slowly towards the gang.
And the half-body who had witnessed everything seemed to have come here just to act as a camera. After the two separated, they followed the direction in which the middle-aged man disappeared.
(End of chapter)