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Chapter 467 Another Kind of Revenge

In regret and unwillingness.

Father Merlin's consciousness was consumed by the blazing flames of vengeance and turned into ashes.

Looking down at the old priest's body engulfed by the flames, Spike's eyes showed a bit of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out his hand as if thinking of something, and took out a Tarot card with the Reversed Fool printed on it from his pocket.

Under the gaze of Spike's slightly drooping blue eyes, the flames of vengeance wrapped around him also burned the Tarot cards in his hand to ashes.

Wrapped in flames, Spike slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a bright smile.

He turned to look at Amanda and the others behind him.

Said with a calm and relieved face.

"Sorry, everyone, I seem to be absent from the next action..."

The raging flames of vengeance enveloped Spike's body, but the expression on Spike's face under the flames was extraordinarily calm.

Scanning the crowd in front of him, the psychic said goodbye with a smile.

"So, goodbye, no, goodbye, Amanda, Zhou, Phil, and say Angela for me."

"This time, it's a real farewell."

As Spike's words fell, the flame of vengeance burning on his body quickly wrapped him up.

At the same time, under the watchful eyes of Amanda and others, it turned into stars and flames and dissipated in the building.

bang-

Looking at the sparks floating around, Amanda subconsciously reached out to grab something.

However, in the end these sparks dissipated in the air little by little.

Only the ring of the Nibelungen remained, hovering and falling to the ground, proving the traces of Spike's existence.

"..."

There is no doubt that the old priest underestimated Spike's determination to revenge.

With unimaginable decisiveness, the psychic master accomplished the revenge he had always dreamed of.

Even if, the price of all this is to pay your own life.

inside the building.

With the death of Spike and the old priest, the atmosphere became a little heavy.

However, the reality did not leave much time for Amanda and the others to grieve.

After all, apart from Father Merlin, there is a more dangerous evil god, Perlevit, in front of him.

crackling-

Because of Spike's disappearance, the flame of vengeance on Perlevit's body seemed to have lost its source, and it began to gradually shrink down. With the strong revenge and curse as the guide, the flame of vengeance formed at the cost of burning life, With the death of Spike as fuel, he also lost the most terrible curse properties.

Under the gaze of the three of Amanda, the flames surrounding Perlevit began to extinguish, revealing a corpse that was not much different from coke.

How can such a serious injury be placed on an ordinary person, there is no possibility of raising the interest rate.

However, as a Christian period Christianity was equated with Satan as an evil god.

Perlevit obviously cannot use common sense to judge.

As the flame of revenge on his body gradually extinguished, a series of cracking sounds suddenly came from the coke covered on the surface of Perlevit's body.

On His chest, where the head of 'Hansen' was originally, now there is only a lump of burnt black flesh that cannot be seen clearly.

On the neck, on the vaguely visible goat's head, Perlevit opened and closed his mouth, and said to the three of Amanda with his scorched gums.

"Even from the perspective of the enemy, I have to sigh for Spike's revenge. This is the most resolute and hearty revenge I have ever seen."

"Even if I take Mo Lin's position, I can't resist this vengeful anger."

Facing the partially charred shell in front of him, Perlevit still sighed.

Detective Zhou withdrew his gaze from the Nibelungen ring on the ground, pressed down on the palm of the wooden arm, looked at the charred ball of flesh on Perlevit's chest, and said expressionlessly.

"Spike not only completed his revenge, but also stopped the weird club's plan once again. Your 'key' can no longer be used."

Hear from Agent Zhou.

"You mean him?"

Perlevit looked down at the scorched head of 'Hansen' in front of his chest. Obviously the whole goat's face had been charred, but it still gave people a feeling of indifference.

Stretching out the only remaining three scorched black fingers of different lengths, he tore off the lump of flesh on his chest.

Perlevit threw it on the ground casually and said: "As Merlin said, 'Hansen' was just a temporary key to open the passage to the spirit world from the beginning, something that the Weird Club wants, It was already obtained when Mo Lin returned to reality from the spirit world."

As he spoke, Perlevit twisted his scorched face, sending out piercing cracks.

Large pieces of scorched pieces fell off Perlevit's body, but he himself did not respond to it.

"Since Spike completed his revenge against Merlin with his life, then I will use this life to carry out my revenge against the rulers who occupied this land..."

"Who are you?"

Perlevit's words made Amanda feel a strong uneasiness in her heart.

"I once said that my name is just a title for me. My former name has long been buried in history along with the cruelty of the ruler..."

"Now is the time for you to remember this name again and engrave it in your fear forever."

"I am the Emperor of the Gods, God incarnate, Lord of Day and Night, Creator of Words and Books, I created all things, created the world on this land, created human beings, and then Living in nature, living among people, getting along with people day and night, co-existing and co-existing, I have countless incarnations, just as I gave birth to all things, I am the highest god——the sun god Izana!"

With Perlevit's roar, his coke-like body quickly shattered.

At the same time, a sun-like dazzling light radiated from his body.

The sun god Izana.

In this land, the earliest faith was born.

Indians believe in "animism", they respect nature, and they are in awe of every plant, tree, mountain and stone in nature, and in this primitive belief, the sun is their highest belief, the sun god Icha Na rules over all spirits, and he incarnates as various animals and walks on this land.

It’s just that with the arrival and massacre of the rulers, the beliefs of Indians were forced to assimilate with Christian beliefs. Today, most Indians in the United States believe in Christianity, but the original beliefs of Indians still exist. He wanders on this land. Looking for a chance for revenge.

(End of this chapter)