Chapter 60 Support
Maria decided to be brave before her death, and no longer be a coward, but a hero who stood up.

She got on.

Carrying the hopes of the entire camp, Maria screamed and thrust out her pitchfork, stabbing it hard into Jason's body.

Zhengzhengzheng!
The body covered with bones collided with the sound of metal clashing.

Maria stabbed out three times in a row.

Jason stood still as a mountain, looking down as if he was watching a naughty child playing.

Have you had enough of the trouble?

Jason launched an attack with his tall and powerful body, swinging his silver machete and with a simple downward chop, cleanly and neatly chopped off the thrusting hay fork.

Then there was a side chop, and an astonishing force was transmitted, and the wooden pole in Maria's hand was immediately shaken away.

The gap is too big.

After all, it is just the power of a mortal, and just a noob among mortals.

Jason swung the machete and slashed at Maria on the head.

……

hiss! So scary!
What did he see?
Maria was actually warming up. She pulled out her pitchfork and started reminiscing.

Baling didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

"Uncle Venom, are we going to die?" Smart Boy said helplessly.

"Child, what is your dream?" Baling did not answer the question, but asked another question.

"...My parents want me to be a musician, like them. But actually I want to be a cartoonist." Congmingzi was stunned for a moment and said what was buried in his heart.

"What's your name?"

"Tom."

"Okay, Tom. Remember to study hard and exercise. Eat less snacks and read more newspapers. Play less games and get more sleep. In the future, your dreams will come true."

"There is no future." Tom looked depressed.

"There will be."

With his palm pressed on the Book of Ghost Stories, Baling's body began to change dramatically. The debris inserted into his body fell off with a clang, and the straw grew rapidly, weaving into a huge cocoon.

Baling chose to transform at all costs, even if the environment was not suitable and would cause serious damage, in order to activate the dark power in his body.

I originally wanted to delay time and wait for Tommy Jarvis, the male protagonist who successfully sealed Jason in the original work, to arrive and complete his fateful entanglement with Jason.

At the very least, we can hold on until the police arrive to help contain the situation.

However, things often do not go as we wish.

Then, I have no choice but to go!
Baling couldn't bear to watch his lifelong friends and innocent children being slaughtered.

Since he debuted as a superhero, how could he leave like a useless loser?

Before leaving Silent Hill, Baling had told Alessa.

——He wants to help more and more children, to pass on this love, and to make the world a better place.

Now is the time for him to put it into practice.

Even if it meant his body was damaged and his consciousness returned to Silent Hill, Baling would definitely do it.

How could he let others look down on him!
The worst possible outcome would be just another resurrection match!

"Uncle Venom, you..." Smart Tom exclaimed in surprise.

"Child, uncle is leaving."

What emerged from the cocoon was an executioner in a triangular helmet, dragging a heavy, broad machete, and his naked, strong upper body was engraved with crisscrossing scars.

At this moment, Maria entered the stage of giving away her head!

clang!
The moment the blade was about to completely chop down, a giant blade stopped its fall.

It was a huge iron blade as tall as a person. Just by relying on its own weight, as long as it was lifted up, the blade would naturally fall and cause great damage.

【Be reasonable, Maria! 】

Baling blocked the blade that was aimed at Maria, and without hesitation, swung the knife diagonally, sweeping towards Jason's calf.

Break your legs first!

The moment they looked at each other, Jason had sensed Baling's current form; he was a violent fighter of the same type as him.

Brutal and ruthless! Tyrannical and fierce!
Is this a power type I've never seen before? Interesting.

Jason took a half step back and, at the same time, pulled out a shovel from behind him to block the incoming blade. Clang!
How could his hasty defense withstand the heavy chopping of the machete?

The fierce impact caused Jason's legs to bend into a strange arc, and his shin bone was directly broken.

Jason lost his balance and was knocked to his knees.

"Oh my!" The chance to win appeared.

The people behind him felt hopeful.

Will it win?
Baling took advantage of the victory and pursued him. The machete fell again, making a cracking sound. Jason's other leg was also broken and he could no longer stand up.

The last blow to finish you off.

Baling's palm quickly swept across the blade, and in an instant, a red light flashed.

Suddenly, there was a slight hissing sound.

The blade of the machete ignited with a hot flame, like a burnt iron blade.

cut!
Baling used a New Year's greeting sword technique, and the flaming blade suddenly slashed down, the blade heading straight for Jason's neck.

Chop it down! Chop it down!
With everyone's hope, the machete chopped down.

Click, click, click!

The sound of fine bones breaking continued.

The blade got stuck.

Jason raised his head to withstand the blow. His hard skull, piled with layers of bones, was like a helmet, resisting the violent attack.

Damn Jason, he reacted so well at this moment!

Another blow!

The children waited anxiously.

But there is no other way.

I'm sorry, kids, Uncle Baling is out of blue.

Baling sighed in his heart: How miserable!

Baling's dark power quickly faded, his body began to degenerate, the iron blades shattered back into his body, and his straw body was torn into messy threads everywhere.

Quack! A harpoon suddenly darted out, the tip of which pierced Baling's chest.

[Ba Ling——! ]

Jason twisted his waist and leaned back, tensed his arms, gradually stood on his feet, exerted force suddenly, swung the harpoon upwards, and then threw it back.

With that, Baling flew high.

The shadow of the tree was swaying, and Baling's butt was already hanging on the tree.

The terrifying killer stood up, the cracks in his skull healing rapidly, but the bone helmet remained for the time being.

After many twists and turns, hope came and went, went and came again, but in the end it was gone.

It's just repeated torture.

Tired, destroy it!

The children stopped struggling. After seeing such an exciting fight, they felt that even if they died, it would be worth the price of admission!

Beep beep!

The police car's siren suddenly sounded.

The American police, who had been waiting for a long time, finally arrived.

"Kids, are you okay? We're here." Sheriff Garris personally led the team to provide support.

"Oh, you are here." The children's reaction was unexpectedly indifferent, as if they had no hope anymore.

"I think we are dead, and they will be dead soon." Smart Tom said to the pessimistic child next to him.

"Dead." The pessimistic child agreed.

"Please, save us. There are people injured here, and several companions have been killed. He is the murderer."

Paula, the only counselor still conscious, cried for help.

The sheriff immediately stated that any evil will be brought to justice.

(End of this chapter)

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