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Cult Leader In America

A Cult leader second chance at immortality and power in another reality (Horror Movies). IT all begins With IT The game of power has begun, and Randy is ready to play. But so are others… Cover is not mine NOTE: This is a translation and i dont own the book besides the translated content itself. Original name :American Terror: The Reincarnation of the Evil Cult If you want to support Patreon atreon.com/Limitless9 to view 10 chapters ahead of schedule.

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Chapter 115

"Who is that?"

The players on the field were also drawn to Dave. The players who had been fighting each other all heard the roar.

They turned to look in Dave's direction.

Dave slowly accelerated his sprint, seemingly heading toward the cheerleaders in the distance. At the same time, a pig was rushing at an even faster pace toward the cheerleaders.

"Roar!"

Dave let out a roar, and his speed increased.

"That damn guy dares to interrupt our game!"

"It looks like he's charging at the girls!"

The hot-headed boys were already full of anger, and those cheerleaders—well, they were like their own personal harems! There was no way they'd tolerate some freak attacking them. The two rival teams immediately turned and faced Dave together.

Since they were already on the northern half of the field, they were directly in Dave's path, so one after another, they charged at him.

"You bastard! How dare you cause trouble at school! Taste our power!"

Countless strong players charged toward Dave, but when they got closer, they realized just how large Dave was.

The faster they ran, the quicker they'd be sent flying.

Dave was nothing like a human. His skin was as hard as stone, and aside from muscles, he had even more muscles. The players who got close, if they were lucky, would just get knocked back and suffer fractures. Those who were unlucky and blocked the center would either be slammed so hard they spat blood or have their joints crushed by a single step.

In just one clash, more than half the players were down. The remaining few quickly backed off as their hot-bloodedness vanished.

"He's not even human!"

"He's like a charging rhino."

As they retreated, Dave bypassed them and headed toward the cheerleader area even faster.

Seeing such a terrifying beast charging at them, the cheerleaders either froze in fear or screamed in terror, and there were exclamations from the nearby stands.

Chris and Suzy, however, both turned pale.

"Dave? That's Dave! And he's carrying that dead pig!"

"Why is he coming over here? He's a madman!"

Suzy was so terrified her lips were trembling, and she quickly shouted, "Help! Help!"

She tried to run, but before she could take a step, the old pig arrived and bit her calf.

Pigs have molars, and their bite force is typically six times stronger than a human's.

Suzy had just let out a gasp, and in the next second, intense pain shot through her slender leg.

Her leg was broken by the old pig's bite!

"Ahhhh!"

Her scream echoed across the entire field, sending chills through everyone and causing panic. People started running away in all directions.

After biting Suzy, the old pig ignored her and took a leap toward the fleeing Chris, easily knocking her to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Chris cried out in pain, and then suffered the same fate as Suzy—her tendons were severed.

"Dave, they both have Beav's blood on them!"

Dave's eyes burned with hatred. He quickly ran to Suzy's side, his towering figure casting her into shadow.

Suzy recognized the pig Dave was carrying; the burn marks and scars were the ones she had caused. She kept waving her hands frantically, "I'm sorry, I was wrong! It was all her idea; I was just listening to her!"

Dave threw down his giant axe.

Just as Suzy thought she was going to escape, Dave grabbed Beav's front and hind legs and aimed them at Suzy's head, smashing down hard.

"You deserve to die."

"Boom!"

Half of Suzy's body was crushed, and blood instantly covered the field.

Screams from the stands grew louder, and the chaotic fleeing had already caused a stampede. Yet some people, still undaunted, pulled out their phones to record.

Dave didn't hesitate. After killing Suzy, he walked toward the fallen Chris.

For his first time killing someone, Dave felt no discomfort at all, as if slaughter was in his genes. Killing to him was like humans slaughtering pigs.

Even the old pig praised Dave's method of killing: "Well done, Dave! That's the way! You've avenged Beav."

"Please, spare me, Dave! We shouldn't have killed it! We'll pay you, pay you a lot of money, ten times the amount!"

Chris, after seeing Suzy's brutal fate, quickly started begging for her life too.

But it was futile. Dave's steps didn't falter.

Especially when he heard Chris mention money.

"Money? Do you humans think everything can be solved with money?"

Without hesitation, Dave raised Beav and brought him crashing down.

"Boom!"

Chris followed Suzy in death, crushed to pieces.

After killing the two culprits, Dave was momentarily lost. It seemed like he had avenged his beloved. What should he do next?

"Dave!"

At that moment, the old pig came up, its mouth still bloody from biting Suzy and Chris.

"Sorry, I got it wrong at first. They do have Beav's blood on them, but they're not the real culprits. The real culprits are those women in the cheerleader outfits! They were all involved! Go kill them!"

The cheerleaders had either fled to the stands or scattered to another corner of the field.

"The real culprits aren't dead yet!"

Dave's anger reignited as his eyes locked onto one cheerleader who was still recording a video. The killers had filmed a video when they killed Beav, too!

"You! You're the culprit!"

Dave immediately ran toward the stands, and the woman screamed in terror as she fled, with Dave in hot pursuit.

The cheerleader cried out, "Someone, help me!"

Sure enough, a few hot-headed young men rushed forward, holding freshly torn-off railings and chairs as weapons, attempting to confront Dave.

"Don't come any closer! We've called the police! They'll shoot you soon!"

In response, Dave swung Beav.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All three were sent flying.

Then, Dave stepped forward and brought Beav down to finish the cheerleader who had been recording.

He then turned his gaze toward the remaining cheerleaders and began hunting them down one by one.

Occasionally, he could still hear the old pig's muffled praises: "That's it, show these humans what you're made of!"

The old pig was now munching on Chris's organs, having already devoured Suzy's. After eating two humans, its fur had become shinier, and its body had grown larger.

It had even begun to sprout tusks.

Just as it was feasting happily—

"Bang!"

A bullet whizzed past its scalp, startling it into fleeing.

When it turned to look, there was a valiant policewoman, with a white male officer and a teacher behind her.

The cold muzzle of her gun made the pig uneasy, but thankfully, the officer's attention wasn't on it.

"Dave, the human police are here! Follow me; there's a place full of culprits!"

The old pig squealed twice and immediately turned to run.

Having just killed someone, Dave stopped and, without hesitation, chased after the old pig.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet narrowly missed Dave's clothes.

The shooter was still Beverly.

"Damn it, just missed."

It was Beverly's first time handling a handgun, and her aim wasn't accurate yet.

But at least she was improving. Though neither of her shots had hit, the second one had been aimed from a greater distance.

"You, how dare you fire a gun at school! Don't you know how many students are in the stands? What if someone gets hurt?"

The nearby black female teacher angrily complained.

Beverly glanced at her coldly without saying anything and continued aiming at Dave.