Chapter 2279 (1/2)

The bald man, who is now the head of the United States branch of the order of the Holy Grail, is a real character.

He was just a mediocre ordinary man who worked as a security guard in a company that didn't even have a signboard. But one night, a group of strong men who escaped from prison rushed into his security room, robbed the goods and ruined him in turn.

When they parted the next day, the villains did not kill him, because everyone praised him for being coquettish and satisfied with his service.

Since then, he has awakened to realize that he actually likes men and that he does not need to cover up his ambition.

So he read the advertisement in the newspaper, went to the order of the Holy Grail and took part in the knight selection.

After killing all the candidates in the same batch, he was elected successfully, and after that, he found a chance to kill the head of the American branch and take the position himself.

Now, according to the Pope's order, he personally came to find the host of creation. The disappearance of God is a secret known by all the major churches, and they want to take the opportunity to ”create” a new God.

The goal is the host of creation, another Messiah in their eyes.

The power to command everything can bring everything to the order, and the son is the father. That's the rule.

He did not have the slightest fear that the new Messiah would not cooperate, knowing that it was a God, which meant endless wealth, endless power and glory.

And he is also very sure of his eloquence and skills are confident, even if the Messiah to burst his chrysanthemum, he can absolutely let the other party satisfaction, the heart is so sincere!

According to reliable sources, the Messiah is now in this humble hotel.

Although the place is ragged and stinky, he still appears in a custom-made suit with his orchid fingers up and his handkerchief covering his nose and banging on the door.

As someone approached, the lock was unscrewed, his face showed a standard business smile, and his hand was on the belt.

One word, one word for the Messiah, and he's off at once.

But he never thought that before he could say anything, there was a big clump of black greasy tentacles, which broke his neck directly, and then got in through his ears.

I don't know if it's true. He hears a hiss. It's a monster sucking his brain. There's a whirring sound. It's cheering.

His eyes turned white unconsciously, and his big smile stayed on his face. He felt the happiness that he had never had before. The feeling of sucking out of his body made him climb to the top.

Before smiling, he heard a man's voice coming from the door: ”well, I've got the information. Let's start.”

after the crowd left the town, they arrived at a seaside city with a high-rise building, the American branch of the order of knights.

The butcher was satisfied, and he opened fire on anything that moved in the building, because the knell said these people should die.

The two angels did not dare to provoke such murderers. They could not stop the killing of saints, but trembled.

According to the memory in the bald head's head, a group of people came to the basement downstairs after confirming that all the people in the building were dead.

The environment here is much more retro, not that kind of reinforced concrete structure, the dark tunnel is composed of brick and soil, only a poor number of torches as lighting.

Spiral down the stairs, gloomy wet corridor, but these monotonous scenery did not last long, you can see a door in the camera.

The armor on the knell's body came out, and the red eyeglasses suddenly lit up. He raised his hand and pushed open the door.

In this spacious underground space, there is a man in rags, with long hair, but I don't know how long it hasn't been washed. The whole person exudes a strange stench.

When the crowd came in, he was licking a lump of excrement on the ground, and looking at the heat, he should have made it himself not long ago.

When he heard someone coming in, he giggled with brown teeth and danced on the spot. He threw the dirty cloth like an old sheet aside and twisted it wildly.