Chapter 323

The way to the underground bunker is not difficult to find. Just go back along the monster's destructive act.

As buildings collapsed and many were still burning, the motorcade had to slow down.

They were hardly attacked. There seemed to be no demons left in the destroyed areas, only evil believers, and some scattered evil believers.

Where did they go?

He remembered that not long ago, in the firelight of the muzzle and the beating flame, the outline of monsters flickered - some abominations took pleasure in their prey.

Now I can't see any.

The road to the destination was clear. Those evil believers with broken will tried to escape the battlefield and rampant terror. They met the motorcade on the narrow road.

People screamed, argued, and tore each other to pieces.

"Clear a way!"

Eric ordered, aim the heavy bomb ahead.

Then, chimera's rapid fire guns began to bombard the mob, and behind them, two other chimera pulled apart to both sides and burned them with laser fire.

The path between the ruins leads to the threshold of a charred morgue.

Chimera roared on the corpses and crawling survivors. Eric could feel the vibration and rustle of tracks hitting bones. He also heard crackles and screams.

The voice of the dying wretch gave him a sense of relief. It was neither anger nor victory, neither contempt nor hatred, but something he dared not say.

The wind answered with laughter. The endless laughter is the laughter that has successfully leveled the world.

Along the way, Eric killed anything he saw emerging from the wreckage.

His army followed his example and opened fire on the darkness.

As he got closer to the target, there were more and more unarmed people in the street, but Eric opened fire on them without fear.

At the moment, his heart has been completely numb. In his eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, old and young, only those who die and those who are about to die.

Although Eric's troops suffered heavy losses, they still crossed a large area of death.

After arriving at his destination, he told people to stop at the foundation of the cathedral, climbed down from the car and approached the huge crack.

In fact, he had guessed what he would see.

The pit was so deep that the supporting pillars of the cathedral remained inside, like broken teeth.

The stairs circled in from nowhere and went down to the hall full of rubble. Thousands of charred bodies lay in the ruins. They were dismembered not only by crushing, but also by some rules.

These scenes made Eric feel painful. He instinctively turned his attention away and didn't intend to find out the meaning.

The surrounding facilities had long been destroyed, the iron door had been damaged, and thick smoke came out of the door, so Eric took his men down the stairs.

It was a long climb, but they were faster than expected.

The stairs are spiral, five meters wide, and go down from the inside of the outer wall.

The inner wall on the right is a smooth rock building. Some tapestries from the past are hung on the wall, and each floor has an arched doorway. floor

The bend of the ladder meant that Eric could only see a short distance ahead. Driven by those songs, he gave up caution.

The song that could be heard at first came from the lowest stairs, but soon I couldn't hear it.

The song retreated much faster than he advanced.

However, there are some degenerates here.

The civilians and priests who sought refuge hid here. Although they did not show hostility at first, these people have fallen in Eric's eyes.

Their faith has been replaced by their fear. They have become the apostles of the source of fear.

But when the soldiers started shooting at the crowd, they began to cry and scream

A few people began to fight back.

Most of these people's weapons are self-made, and the number is not small, but they have no combat training.

They jumped on Eric and his troops, screaming and shooting in panic.

Killing them is easy and a cruel satisfaction.

Eric's pistol left a smell of charred meat after firing. The soldiers built a wall on the stairs and fired with laser guns angrily.

Although they are also alarmed, their accuracy is much higher.

With the anger of justice, arihe took the lead. He rushed up and down the stairs and annihilated the fallen.

He kept firing and stabbed his sword into the howling face of the pagan. He killed so much that he cut his throat with enough power to behead and cut the enemy in half with almost one knife.

Soon, the commissar's coat was full of blood. The blood stuck to his skin made him feel good.

It tastes good, warm and salty.

If he can, he wants to destroy these poor people with more violence.

They deserve more cruel retribution, and their treachery must pay more.

Every dismemberment here, every blackened face, is a proof of their sin.

Eric didn't think he was intoxicated with bloody joy. He thought it was an experience of justice being done.

In front of the queue of hundreds of people, he was the first to reach the bottom.

At the end of the stairs is a hall. It seems that it used to be a place to receive guests. For visitors, it is a huge space with a large number of famous paintings and tapestries. They can gather together and look at the glory of the emperor in the process of waiting, so as to feel humble.

A wall in front separates the front hall from the space behind. The front hall is full of the bodies of slaughtered honor guards.

Eric looked at the dead man's face and turned away.

Their expressions were full of fear, and then he stared straight ahead, shot as he ran, and ran behind the door.

But it was a crazy scene to meet him. The political commissar couldn't help standing unstable.

One hundred and sixty-six young girls, whose limbs were cut off, were stitched together around a metal column full of runes. Their ears and eyes were blocked, and their only free mouth was still singing.

At the top of the metal column, a huge purple eye was staring in the direction of the cathedral.

Eric immediately realized from the great pressure around him that these girls were probably illegal psionics.

But why do valledo have so many psionics?

This problem may only be known to the owners and former archbishops here, but now they have become the source of Demon power.

If you are an ordinary person, you may have already fallen here.

But Eric's anger and faith enabled him to remain rational. Although he didn't know where to attack first, he knew that the source must be in the room.

"Emperor bless..."

Slowly, his hand touched the grenade at his waist——