[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

Under the terrified eyes of the priest, Louis raised the knife——

Puff!

The knife went deep into the priest's left shoulder.

Almost at the same time, the priest screamed fiercely: "Ah——"

Louis let go of the knife in his hand, bent down uncontrollably and began to vomit. He vomited so much that his stomach acid almost flowed back. After a while, he spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with acid. He spit several times until he felt better in his mouth. He stood up unsteadily again.

The priest shrank back in pain and fear, but his hands were bound and his feet were bound, and there was no way he could retreat.

After Louis stood up, he didn't mind the priest's flinching. He stared straight at the blood gurgling from the wound, then pulled out the knife, and stabbed it into the culprit's chest.

"Ah! Help! Help—" the priest screamed, hoarsely, like a seriously injured night owl, "You lunatics! You two devils! You abused me! You are murder!"

The word "murder" awakened Louis a little, and he said lightly, "You know what? I'm just doing what you did to Vanner, Father."

"I didn't kill him! Ah—" the pain caused the priest to speak intermittently, "He was...he fell to his death! That's right! He jumped off the building by himself, so what does it matter to me?!"

"You're a hypocrite. Charlie Commran."

Louie drew his knife.He is not as skilled as Lester, who can torture the opponent in every way without hurting the vitals.He stabbed it in a random manner, he didn't care whether the knife would spurt blood, whether it would be fatal, or whether it would stab some vital organ and cause the other party to die, he just stabbed.

"I just stabbed you a few times, and you can't take it anymore." Louis wiped the blood on the back of the knife with his fingers, and then tapped the priest's forehead with his blood-stained index finger, as if letting this sinner receive a spiritual revelation from the gods, " And you ruined him, utterly ruined, from soul to body, torn to shreds, and then your sins burned them to ashes... A boy of fourteen. "

While speaking, Xin stabbed the priest in the chest. This time, it seemed that he had hit the lobe of the lung. The priest coughed violently in pain, showing a heart-piercing pained expression.

"You must taste those...pain..." Louis wiped his face casually. Now his face was covered with blood, and his hands and body were also covered with blood.

With another stab, Louis stabbed the priest in the neck.However, this time, he accidentally stabbed an artery.

In an instant, blood gushed out and splashed everywhere, and Louis's face was sprayed everywhere. The warm bright red blurred his vision, and the rusty smell made him almost want to vomit again.

The rapid loss of blood caused the sinner to shudder near death, his throat gurgled and rolled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

When Louis was about to draw the knife again, he saw the priest's head hanging down in a very depressed manner, without moving.

The priest's saliva was still dripping with blood, but he never made a sound, no begging for mercy, no cursing, no screams of horror or moans of pain.

Louis froze.

Lester came up, touched his neck with his hands, and said calmly, "He's dead."

"what--!!"

Louie suddenly let out a yelp of collapse.He took two steps back and looked around helplessly...

Sudden!His eyes were attracted by the gun thrown on the ground, he almost rushed over, picked up the gun, and shot at the hanging corpse——

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

He kept firing, pulling the trigger like crazy.The bullets ran out quickly, and he still pressed desperately without giving up. He pressed many times, until he realized that the corpse was indeed unresponsive, and he threw it away.

He rushed forward and drew the knife again.His posture of holding the knife has changed, just now his tiger's mouth was facing the tip of the knife, and now he is holding the knife with his backhand.He lost his mind and desperately stabbed Camron's body, chest and abdomen, one knife after another, neither stopping nor hesitating.He didn't stop until he was exhausted.

Now Camron's body is full of holes, with countless knife wounds and gun holes, like a sandbag with holes, but what leaked out was not sand, but blood.

Louis was covered in the blood of his enemies, some were still warm, some were gradually cooling down, and some were already cooling down, but were soaked again by fresh warmth.But he doesn't care about them at all.

Suddenly, he shivered, and as if realizing something, he pulled out the knife.

"No, you can't die like this, Charlie Comblan," said Louie softly, "you're not worthy to serve God, you're not worthy to die in God's way."

He swung his knife and cut through the twine that bound Charlie Comblan's hands, before the latter's body crashed to the ground.

The priest now looked nothing like a crucified Jesus.He is not even half like God.He was like a huge worm, put on a nail board, crushed to death, his juice splashed everywhere, ugly and disgusting, no one would show mercy.

After doing all this, Louis threw away the knife. He seemed to be exhausted, and his knees softened, and he knelt down like this.He covered his face with his blood-stained hands, wept bitterly, and let out a hoarse roar: "Ah-ah..."

He was howling in the bleak moonlight like a badly wounded lonely beast.However, his strength had been exhausted, he was on the verge of falling, and finally, in the sound of bitter cries, he fell down.

Louis' side face hit the ground with a "bang", and the rough particles of sand grazed his cheekbones hard.He was limp on the ground, his eyes were slack, his hands were hanging limply, and tears and saliva flowed wantonly down the side of his face.The blood on his face was covered with countless sands, and his fair skin was already so dirty that he couldn't see his original face.

He just collapsed on the ground and cried loudly, hoarse and heartbroken.

Gradually, he didn't even have the strength to cry. He looked at the emptiness in the distance and shed tears silently.

Later, he even shed his tears, so he just stood there in a daze, motionless.

Lester watched all this silently, unable to tell whether he was relieved or sad.

Of the three people here, one is standing, one is falling down, and the other is already a cold corpse.

They were all silent.

The whole world is silent.

......

After a long time, a hoarse voice gently cut through the silence of the night.

"Are you willing to die for me?"

Lester looked towards the source of the sound, its owner was looking at him blankly.

Lester was silent for a while.

Then, he walked up to Louie and squatted down, lifting him up so that their eyes were parallel.Then he picked up the knife and thrust it into Louie's hand, giving Louis possession of the deadly weapon.

"Yes."

Lester looked deeply at Louis and answered in the affirmative.

Louis Pudula once asked a question, Lester, do you love me?

Now, Lester can finally say that answer without hesitation.

"...because," he said after a pause, "I love you."

Louis looked at the knife, his hands trembling.He raised the knife tremblingly and brought it to Lester's neck.

Louie's threat is too weak, his hands are so weak, if the killer wants, he can take that knife in one second, complete the counter kill in five seconds, but he didn't do that, he got nothing Do.

Louie's knife was finally on Lester's neck, and he looked at it, covered with filth, sand and sinner's blood.He looked at Lester again, who was still looking at him deeply, waiting for all his choices.

The words Lester said to him came to Louis' mind——

"I'll let you have...choices that I didn't have."

His eyes moved back to the knife, and in almost a second, he dropped it.

"No... I can't do it," Louis muttered to himself looking at the knife, and then he looked at Lester again, with a very distorted expression on his face, like a mournful cry or a bitter smile , "I can't do it... because I love you, Lester, I love you..."

He covered his face and wept helplessly.

Lester arched his neck.

"Your love for me..." He tried his best to look up at the roof of the warehouse, the iron roof sunken into the darkness, like the mouth of a giant beast, dark and hollow, full of unknowns, then he looked down at Louis again, "Can you Will you survive?"

Louis raised his head and looked at the blond man in front of him with tears in his eyes. He saw his sad expression, red eye sockets, and watery blue eyes.

"Yes."

He closed his eyes in pain.

TBC.

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