Ugly

Inside the department store, in another room, all the survivors gathered.

"I've confirmed it. That woman won't know about this place..."

Alder glanced around, speaking first with a slightly ferocious expression.

The courtesy and elegance he once possessed vanished in an instant.

But this was natural. In such a post-apocalyptic disaster, a gentleman couldn't survive; only by reviving their beastly nature and becoming bandits could they live better.

"But... Miss Olivia helped us. Without her, we would have been done for in the last monster attack..."

A voluptuous woman said hesitantly, "Today too, she protected us..."

"Humph, a stranger who joined us halfway. How can she be trusted?"

Another young man sneered, eyes filled with greed, "She obviously has mysterious powers, yet she refuses to share them with us, claiming that touching the mysterious is dangerous... She's too selfish."

"I object!"

An elderly man stood up, speaking painfully, "Gentlemen, ladies... What's wrong with you? Wake up! Why treat the one who helped us with malice? The Holy Father told us..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, someone smashed him from behind. The attacker was a burly man with a pipe in his mouth: "Save it, priest... Your god is dead."

This old priest was once a highly revered church father before the catastrophe, but now, he was mercilessly cast aside.

"Then... let's begin... We've already tested it. That woman needs a long time and preparation materials to start her rituals, and she herself gets injured. Also, every time she performs a ritual, she gets very tired..."

Alder lifted a shotgun, grinning viciously.

Laughter echoed in the closed room, resembling the howls of hyenas.

...

"What an... ugly scene."

Alan walked out of the department store and approached Lin. Based on the mysterious connection established by her prayers, he began a connection.

Without establishing this mysterious connection, she wouldn't be able to hear him.

In an instant, Lin felt a shiver of her soul.

She knew that the god she prayed to had responded to her prayers and couldn't help but exclaim, "Praise the Lord!"

"Inside the building, there is a soul that needs saving."

Alan spoke in an extremely calm tone, then severed the connection.

After all, too much contact with people would diminish the god's grandeur.

In the past, there was no other option. Without help, the only spokesperson might also be lost.

"At your command!"

Lin knelt on the ground, then stood up, her eyes flashing with red light as she transformed into a pool of blood, rushing towards the building.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, gunshots rang out from inside the massive department store.

Alder was holding a shotgun, wildly shooting at the door.

Then, he violently kicked the door open, staring at the prey inside.

A group of hunters filed in, holding weapons and grinning viciously.

"Mr. Alder, Miss Elena, you..."

Olivia looked at the scene, full of disbelief, "Why?"

There was a large hole in her chest, with dark red blood seeping out.

Clearly, she had been injured by the prior gunfire.

"Why? Miss Olivia, why do you hoard the mysteries and refuse to share?"

The young man who spoke earlier sneered, "You surely want to use your power to rule us and become a dictator!"

"No... I don't..."

Olivia's eyes filled with deep sadness and confusion, exuding a compelling aura that made one feel regret unconsciously.

"Be careful, this bitch is influencing our minds!"

The burly man with the pipe held a silver revolver and mercilessly pulled the trigger, "Let's kill her first, then search her body!"

Bang bang!

Gunpowder smoke rose, and blood splattered.

Alder watched as the witch using dark arts fell, a genuine smile spreading across his face.

If she had stayed, he would have lost his leadership... Now, not only had he consolidated his position, but he might also acquire her powers.

"You all..."

Olivia fell to the ground, her expression suddenly becoming extremely terrifying. One half of her face was sorrowful, the other distorted, eyes bloodshot, as if wearing a half-mask.

Her chest heaved violently, yet she didn't speak, only letting out a faint sigh before closing her eyes.

"What a... despicable scene."

At that moment, a young girl's voice suddenly came from behind the group.

"Who's there?"

Alder turned around sharply and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl looking at them with disdain, a mocking smile on her lips.

"Who are you? Another survivor?"

The burly man with the pipe grinned viciously, "Nice chick, she's mine!"

He grinned as he approached, "Follow me, I'll protect you. You should know how rare this is."

In reality, he planned to discard her after tiring of her, not consuming much food and water.

The next moment, a flash of red light appeared.

The man's expression froze as he looked at his wrist.

The hand holding the revolver fell to the ground, blood gushing from his wrist.

"You... prevented me from completing my Lord's mission... You all deserve to die!"

Lin rasped out.

These people committed evil deeds, but crucially, they prevented her from saving that soul! They deserved to die a thousand times over and still not be redeemed!

"What is that?"

Alder rubbed his eyes and discovered that the girl's right hand had somehow turned into a scarlet dagger, almost merging with her wrist, creating a strong visual impact.

"Mon... Monster! She's a monster!"

Without hesitation, he fired his shotgun, the muzzle spewing a large amount of smoke. Countless iron pellets hit Lin's body, leaving beehive-like holes.

"I am 'Chi', I am flowing crimson!"

Lin chuckled lightly, and her body suddenly turned into a pool of blood, with the pellets dropping to the ground.

She was a Blood Emitter. Unlike that unfortunate Extraordinary, she could transform her body into blood, evading most physical damage!

Splash!

The blood surged and suddenly transformed back into a crimson human figure. Her arms turned into the shape of machetes and she rushed into the crowd, like in a slaughterhouse.

...

Moments later, Lin reverted to her girlish appearance, stepping over numerous severed limbs and entering the room.

Although she could not complete the master's task, perhaps she could at least provide a grave.

But upon entering, her expression changed.

Thump! Thump!

Thump! Thump!

She heard the sound of a heartbeat and saw a human-sized... cocoon?

At the base of the cocoon, there were numerous fine threads like silk, connecting to the ground like roots, greedily absorbing the blood of the humans.

As it absorbed more, the heartbeat inside the cocoon grew louder!