New Gods of North America.

Chapter 343 "Transaction"

"Bang! Bang!"

"boom!"

As the gunshots were heard from upstairs, Delphine LaLaurie's extraordinary power, which had become quite surging under the effect of the potion, was exhausted.

She tried her best not to collapse from exhaustion, and drank the rest of the potion given by Pastor Pycelle in one gulp, striving to replenish her spiritual strength as quickly as possible.

The main door on the first floor of the dormitory was chained from the inside.

She held onto the wall and walked to a window at the corner, then climbed out. She then smashed the kerosene lamp that had been placed on the windowsill onto the corridor.

The fire snake spread quickly along the kerosene that had just been poured, bringing light and warmth to the dormitory at night.

She moved away from the scene as quickly as possible.
While recalling the deal that Reverend Pycelle had finally reached with her -

"Mrs. LaLaurie, I remember the files of the Exorcist Association said that in addition to 'persuasion' and 'granting', you also have the ability to make people lose their minds in a short period of time?"

"That's the ability I use for emergency self-protection. Unlike 'Persuasion', it requires the detonation of the 'Anchor Point', temporarily leaving only one thought in the person's mind. The duration of the effect varies from person to person, but usually does not exceed 5 minutes. It is difficult to use it to eliminate the enemy. Humans without thoughts are even worse than curly-haired baboons."

"Oh, you may have misunderstood, Mrs. LaLaurie. It turns out that your previous plan has failed, and there is no time for you to slowly 'convince' others. I no longer need you to kill anyone. I just need you to control as many students as possible and send them to the other side to be slaughtered."

“…What’s the point of this?”

"The church will not tolerate dirt being exposed. A person who slaughtered innocent people with his own hands will not be qualified to bathe in the glory of the Holy Spirit in the public eye once the incident is exposed, even if it is for self-protection. This is not a good idea, but at least it is feasible."

"But after receiving your notice, I have detonated all the 'anchor points' this evening. I cannot 'convince' too many people in such a short time."

"I will give you a potion. Drink it and you will find yourself far more powerful than you thought. Once you have done this, there will be a carriage waiting for you in that direction outside the academy. It will take you to the dock before dawn, where there is a cargo ship that will be heading to Frank."

"I don't think I can fully trust you, Reverend Pycelle."

"Of course, we all only trust ourselves. But the premise of refusing to trust is - if you think you can escape from George Berg alone. I am just an old man whose body is decaying. There is no benefit for me to deceive you."

……

Wayne,

After seeing a bunch of familiar classmates in the dormitory turned into "zombies" with strange fluorescent eyes,
The first reaction was to fire a warning shot.

The incident of Miss Olivia being attacked this afternoon flashed through my mind - the gangster was able to control innocent people through the "lucky coin",

You can't really beat him to death, otherwise who in the dormitory will call you "Daddy Wayne" in the future?
Wayne had tried his best to choose an unpopular position, hoping that the continuous firing would not just hit the butt of a classmate upstairs.

But the gunshots apparently failed to wake them up.
The nearest guy had already jumped in front of Wayne, and looked like a zombie who wanted to bite him.

Wayne took advantage of the situation and made the guy fall to the side. Then he saw that there was someone next to him who didn't want to "bite" but wanted to "chop".

So he shot the lawnmower that was chopped at him with a "bang", and then pushed him back hard, allowing him to temporarily block the crowd that continued to squeeze into the dormitory.

These guys seem to be controlled by extraordinary powers, so they shouldn't be able to spread the virus like zombies.

Biting is barely acceptable, but chopping is a bit too much.

Wayne thrust his revolver against his waist—shit, the barrel was still hot—then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cosplay Bruce Lee.
Even Miss Olivia can pass the level without any damage, how can I lose to a delicate rich girl?
It turns out that

It's really a bit unreliable. The main reason is that some of these guys look like they want to bite people, and some look like they want to kill people, but they all seem to have no "feeling of pain".
It's a little difficult to knock him out, but I can't scare him away, and it seems a bit rude to beat him too hard.

So Wayne could only change his job in the dormitory and pretend to be Jackie Chan in the furniture store.

I waved the chair to block the attack for a while, then retreated to the bed and jumped a few times. I wanted to run out of the dormitory door, but there were people "queuing" behind me, so I didn't dare to get in among the crowd.

Finally, Wayne was forced into a corner. He jumped up and stomped on someone's shoulders and head. He landed on the not-so-sturdy desk and played a game called "kick whoever comes near".
Then he opened the window next to him, squatted as low as he could, grabbed the window frame and jumped down. In the middle, he pushed against the wall and rolled on the lawn, thus temporarily getting away from this "place of trouble".

The first floor of the dormitory seemed bright at this time, and probably because of the gunshots just now, the dormitories next to it seemed unusually quiet at this time, and there was not even a single obvious onlooker.

Before Wayne could take a closer look, he discovered that the guys upstairs were still leaning out of their dormitory windows, with a bunch of arms sticking out like kelp.

The two or three guys at the front looked like they were about to fall down. It was hard to tell whether they wanted to jump themselves or were squeezed out by the "zombies" behind them.

hiss……

I have to pick you up downstairs, right?
Then suddenly there was a "pop" sound. It's hard to describe the specific sound, but it's probably the sound you would hear when a perfectly developed pimple is squeezed and popped.
An invisible spiritual pressure like a shock wave suddenly spread out, and Wayne reflexively jumped back a step in the direction that he felt was "far away", almost dropping his slippers off.

The guys at the upstairs windows were quiet now, and seemed to collapse one by one in an instant.

Wayne could still see two arms resting on the window frame.

He took out his revolver, opened his simple vision, and moved slightly closer to the direction where he felt the invisible spiritual pressure coming from.
Go around to the side of the dormitory,
Wayne soon found a mushroom squatting on the ground, holding its head?
The creature apparently noticed Wayne's approach and quickly stood up from the shadows.
Looking through the slightly swaying light coming from the dormitory next door, Wayne felt as if his eyes were suddenly a little dry.

It was a "mushroom" wearing a nice dress.
It was as if someone had put a large deformed jellyfish on someone's head. The "cap" was a slightly flattened hemispherical shape with a diameter of more than one meter. It was round like a large slime with bright flesh color.

The "cap" is covered with eyes of all sizes and tangled "meat threads", which looks bumpy.

Some flesh-colored tentacles extended from the bottom of the "umbrella cap", and their length was about enough to hang down to the waist of the "mushroom". They did not look very lively. Some tentacles were wrapped around the guy's arms and body, but more of them were "hanging" limply like willow leaves, still dripping juice.

Apart from these, the body looks like a normal female body, plump and waisted.

The mushroom man turned and looked at Wayne - probably, this guy has a lot of eyes and a hemispherical head. God knows where he is looking at. We can only judge based on his physical condition.

He slightly spread his arms,
Wayne, who was still wearing pajamas and slippers, saw that something was wrong. Although it was not a demon hunting bullet, he still raised his hand and shot the other party.

"boom!"

The eyeball that looked the largest on the umbrella cap, which was probably about the size of an apple, burst open.

Then a series of distorted and sharp screams suddenly sounded.

The sound seemed to be able to pierce people's eardrums and stir people's brains.

Wayne covered his ears with one hand and continued to shoot.
"boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"despair."

The gunshots stopped before the sharp screams that seemed to pierce the soul.

amount……

(End of this chapter)