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" Ruisen has long passed the age of willfulness and impulsiveness. His revenge plan is both meticulous and patient.
Before he began his official revenge, Rayson Blair spent three years collecting all the information on the Holy Catholic Church. After the information about all the important leaders of the cult was deeply imprinted in his mind, he began to perform blood sacrifices for his wife.
Cardinals, patron saints, captains of the Knights Templar, heads of dioceses scattered in various countries and top cities in the world
Every one or two months, an important figure in the Holy Catholic Church is killed.
The only thing left at the brutal killing scene was a line of blood
¡®To Alice. ¡¯
After careful preparation and then making a lightning strike, no matter whether he succeeded or not, Ruisen never stayed at the local area for too long, but immediately changed the location randomly to prepare for the next attack.
Because the Holy Catholic Church covers a vast administrative area of ??the diocese, the targets of Ruisen¡¯s attacks are distributed all over the world. Unless the targets he kills are known in advance, it will be difficult to mount an effective defense.
And with his almost innate alertness and caution, the hunting trap laid by the Holy Catholic Church did not work on him even once.
The entire sect fell into a panic where almost everyone was in danger.
This panic lasted for seven years.
Until one night, Ruisen, who had successfully killed the three patron saints of the Holy Catholic Church, and whose blessing of the holy body was no longer a secret to him, confidently broke into the Papal Hall of the Vatican in the Holy City.
The security around the Pope's Hall was unexpectedly relaxed. Under the huge sterling silver candlestick filled with candles, except for the old and current pope who was wearing a white cassock and had a kind face, there was only a young boy accompanying him. .
"Are you?" The old man asked calmly, closing the book in his hand and handing it to the young man beside him to put it away.
"I am¡¡"
"I came here because"
Facing the supreme leader of the Holy Catholic Church, Ruisen decided to let him die clearly.
"So, Your Majesty, have you done your last prayers for yourself?" He asked, looking at the slightly ashamed old man in front of him. After saying that, Ruisen stepped forward
Preparing to end his life.
And at this moment
Next to the Pope, the child with short light blond hair, a childish face, and not yet full stature, who had always been regarded by Risen as the Pope's body boy, stopped in front of him.
"Stand back." The skull cross under the boy's neck reflected silver light in the candlelight.
"I am the second Holy Envoy of the Holy Catholic Church, and I have just succeeded as the captain of the Thirteenth Division of the Knights Templar of the Church"
¡°¡St. John Paul Lenny Avelis.¡±
There is a calmness in the young man's silver-grey pupils that is clearly inconsistent with his age.
The light of holy silver shines. That day, Rayson Blair saw a completely different blessing from the Holy Body than before.
It was also on the same day that for the first time, he had a deep understanding of the terrifying power that could be exerted by combining super-limited abilities with first-class martial arts that matched his abilities.
"If the sea outside the window of the Pope's Hall was not shrouded in deep night, the chance of Ruisen successfully escaping with his life would not be more than one in ten.
If Harry¡¯s Holy Body blessing is the bright and flawless silver moonlight, John Paul¡¯s Holy Body blessing is the noon sun. When the Holy Body Blessing was used, the originally harmless silver light seemed to suddenly turn into countless sharp swords. The sharp Holy Sword of Light stabbed every cell in Ruisen's body in just a short moment.
After finally escaping by jumping into the sea, it took five years for Rayson Blair to get rid of the light power that was wandering in his body like a ghost and regain his original strength.
¡¾You can't defeat that St. John with your own strength alone. ¡¿He had this realization helplessly in his heart.
By that time, his identity had been exposed, and his appearance had been spread throughout all areas covered by the Holy Catholic forces. Along with the high-definition photos, there was a huge hunting bounty.
As a last resort, Ruisen had no choice but to hide his name, change his appearance, and hide in a secret corner of a bustling city in the Western Continent, waiting for an opportunity. At the same time, he began to actively seek cooperation with organizations that could counter Holy Catholicism.
Having lost his beloved, there was a huge and irreparable hole in his heart. Every night, Ruisen had to rely on blood paralysis to make himself fall asleep.
Recalling his wife¡¯s tender gaze when she looked at those boys and girls, his prey began to turn to the handsome ones.Young people regard them as a kind of memory and memorial to their wives.
After that, another ten years passed
" Ruisen, who unintentionally became the leader of a small local gang, was sitting in his own bar, playing with an invitation letter from the world killer organization in his hand, thinking about whether he should join it. The news of the swearing-in of the new Holy Catholic Pope John Paul VII was playing on the cable TV around him.
"It's decided." After drinking the red liquid in the wine glass, Ruisen made a choice in his heart.
At this time, the noise in the ballroom outside the lounge suddenly stopped. As the door in front of Ruisen was gently pushed open, an Oriental man in green clothes and light yellow skin walked in.
"Are you the leader of the Anchor Gang who injured the shopkeeper of Kuiyuan Building in Chinatown and set the shop on fire just because he owed protection money? I'm here today to seek justice for Mr. Zhao's family of five." Said the young man wearing the clothes that pure Tang people from the Eastern Continent would choose.
"I'm not interested in knowing what the trash under me did. What I'm interested in is why you came here to seek justice." With a hint of drunkenness after drinking blood, Rayson Blair asked with a sneer.
"With this." A pistol appeared in the young man's hand.
"With a pistol!?" Ruisen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
That was the last time in his life that he showed contempt for the gunman.
The sky is filled with bullets!
?????????????????????????????????????? In that round of seven shots, the changes in the world and the earth were extreme, and under the rain of bullets that used all the opportunities of ghosts and gods, there was no blind spot!
After three rounds of twenty-one bullets, all his secrets have been exposed, and all his weaknesses have been covered by the opponent's bullets.
Ruisen, who was sitting on his knees on the ground, unable to get up for a moment, didn't even have the strength to resist. If the battle with John Paul fifteen years ago was his decisive retreat under unfavorable circumstances. This time, he faced complete failure.
Facing the pure silver pistol in the opponent's hand, Ruisen was ready to die.
It was the third round of bullets fired from this gun that blocked his instant healing ability as a pureblood, leaving several wounds on his body that were difficult to heal.
The special power attached to the bullets fired by that gun makes the most ordinary lead bullets possess the holy power of killing demons.
And he already knew its name.
The silver-refining magic-breaking spear! ! !
The numbness began to slowly spread from the wound to the surrounding areas.
Ruisen raised his head and looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him quietly, waiting for the last moment of his life to arrive.
Surprisingly, the last bullet that ended everything was never shot.
"You should be the pure-blood called Johnny Lapuyan Defrosas who committed serious crimes and was wanted by the Holy Catholic Church. I also know a little bit about what you did and the truth behind the incident. ." The Eastern young man said.
"Although you have killed so many innocent lives, your eyes are sad and fearless. No matter what crimes you have committed. Faced with such eyes, I really can't pull the trigger." Withdrawing the gun, the man said.
"Why do people have to live with a heavy past? Needless killing will neither eliminate your sorrow nor bring you happiness." The young man turned around slowly and walked towards the door. "Give up, give up your heart of blind revenge, many times"
"Having this thing in itself is the greatest happiness." The young man said softly.
"I don't think your loved ones will be happy to see you being so stubborn about hatred that will never end, right? I hope that the next time I see you, your eyes won't be so unwilling and cynical. "The door was pushed open.
"And next time, once this magic-breaking gun appears, there will be no mercy!" These were the man's last words before leaving.
"Is it the greatest happiness to have ever had it?" Ruisen whispered to himself. The happy moments spent with Alice replayed in my mind one by one. In the past few decades, even the most exciting revenge killings could not compare to the moment of peace that he brought to him at this time.
"It turns out that I have been deceiving myself all this time." Ruisen smiled bitterly.
"That's right, just do what Alice said and work hard to live for yourself." He said softly.
In July of the same year, Ruisen joined the highest-level killer organization on the planet Akapov - the God-Destroying Society.
Thirty years later, Rayson Blair entered the core of the organization and became one of the top four members of the God Destroyer Society.
Seventy years later, in order to hide his identity and obtain maximum benefits, RuisenBorn in the town of Barento, he began to enter politics.
Eighty years later, Ruisen has become one of the most senior veterans in the organization and enjoys the highest say in the God-Destroying Society.
A hundred years later, due to serious ideological differences with the emerging forces in the conference, the conservatives represented by Risen were squeezed out by the emerging forces.
One hundred and ten years later, after failing in the power struggle, his power began to be gradually emptied, and Rayson Blair began to think about quitting.
One hundred and thirty-six years later, the relationship with other senior leaders of the organization dropped to the lowest point. A young man from the God-Destroying Society with a Demonic Flame Demonic Sword left. In the process of hunting down this young man, the new fighter of the God-Destroying Society Taking the opportunity of losing his strength, Rayson Blair officially left the God-Destroying Society.
One hundred and forty years later, it will be the night of January 27, 20034 in the planetary calendar.
The magic-breaking gun reappeared in front of Rayson Blair.
Under the silver brilliance, in this brief moment, thousands of past events flashed through my mind, and thousands of faces appeared in front of my eyes. When all these disappeared
What is left in the silver light before your eyes
Only Alice¡¯s smiling face.
"Alice"
The sweet sadness that had not been seen for a hundred years welled up in my heart.
Ruisen opened his arms towards the silver light.
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