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290, bang bang bang

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The group of believers originally saw that Bank was safe and sound under the shackles of the devil's contract, and Locke, who regarded them as the king, killed him with his backhand.

His faith in himself was somewhat shaken. After all, those who were very fanatical had been beaten to death by Moro, and even those who were close to the believers could not escape their misfortune.

The remaining believers finally began to lose their faith when they saw that Mephisto, whom they thought was his true form, was no longer an enemy under Bank.

"Puff~"

Under the leadership of the first person, the believers knelt down one after another.

After an unlucky moment, most of the believers knelt on the ground. Only some stubborn ones, or those who had signed a contract with Mephisto and had to believe in the devil, were still standing in the field.

"Bang~"

Morrow had a very tacit understanding. Before Bank could speak, he shot down a believer who was still standing.

Because these believers who are still standing are either so stubborn in their belief in the devil that they are beyond life and death, or they have sold their souls to Mephisto.

Even if Mephisto dies, they can only do things for the devil in this life. This alone has made the world no longer exist.

"Give way, I just aimed at his head, but why did I hit his waist?" Moro muttered.

The people who were kneeling next to the still-standing believers were so frightened that they immediately moved aside.

"Brother, look at whether he's dead or not. If not, give me another shot." While reloading, Moro said to the brother kneeling next to the believer who had been shot by him.

The believer was already very far away, thinking that no matter how much you deviate, you probably wouldn't be able to dodge me. But after hearing this, I realized that it was really unlucky to be around those fanatical believers. .

But despite thinking this, he still picked up a stone with difficulty, walked to the dying believer, and then, with his eyes widened, he hit him hard on the head.

"Bang, bang, bang, poof~"

"Okay, okay, it's all turned into red bean porridge. Kneel down and don't block my sight." Moro said, knocking down another believer who was still standing with one shot.

When the believer who killed his former accomplice heard this, he immediately knelt down, fearing that Moro's squinting eyes would shoot him in the head without paying attention.

When Moro knocked down a few more, the few believers who were still standing looked at each other, and then rushed towards Bank with a loud shout, shouting something like "Glory to our Lord". Words such as "My Lord is glorious" and "My Lord's martial virtues will last for eternity, his magical power will be unparalleled, and he will rule the earth."

Those believers may not have expected that when they rushed behind Bank, they were still alive and well, but Bank beat them to pieces without even waving his hand.

So Bank stepped on the struggling Mephisto and glared at them.

"What are you doing?" Bank tilted his head and asked them.

Those people didn't know what to do and didn't know where to put their hands.

They originally rushed towards Bank with the determination to die, but when they got in front of him, they didn't know what to do.

They didn't carry any weapons when they were holding the ceremony. Could it be that you rushed up and punched the gatekeeper?

It's so unrealistic to think so.

"Ah~"

Finally, there was a desperate man who couldn't stand it any longer and punched Bank.

"Bang~"

A gunshot was heard, and the believer fell to the ground.

But he was not knocked down by bullets, but was frightened.

He touched his body and found that he was unscathed. Just when he was wondering if my Lord protected me because I was too pious, Bank spoke up.

He grabbed the bullet clamped on his arm, kicked Mephisto away again, turned back to Morrow and said: "Please put the scope on."

Moro smiled awkwardly and said, "It's already installed."

Bank had a question mark on his face and said: "I installed it and you hit me."

Moro shrugged and said awkwardly: "Isn't this an emergency? How can I have time to aim?"

Bank shook his head and said, "I think you might as well let him hit me, what do you think?"

Moro spread his hands and said, "I think so. Just continue and don't worry about me."

Bank shook his head and ignored him, but turned his attention to the Mephisto clone and the believers.

When he found Mephisto with a dark face and no one wanted to run away, Bank said to the believers: "Your Lord is over there, why are you standing on my side?"

"Puff~"

When Bank finished speaking, one of these super fanatical believers suddenly knelt in front of Bank.

"Truman, what are you doing? How dare you disobey my Lord?"

"scoff~"

As soon as those fanatical believers opened their mouths to criticize, they were burned into charcoal by Bank with a wave of his hand.

But just when Bank was about to say something to this person who knew current affairs, he suddenly exploded. The endless hell magma, with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, instantly buried Bank inside.

Mephisto on the other end saw that his plan had succeeded, and did not think of taking this opportunity to attack Bank.

Then he drew a portal leading to hell, and the flames enveloped his whole body again.

But how could Bank be restricted by this method? After all, his power is far beyond that of Mephisto's clone.

I saw him break out of the shell directly from the magma, without any dirt on his body, and he arrived in front of Mephisto in an instant

When he was about to disappear, he grabbed his horns again.

However, Bank did not let go easily this time. He directly broke off the horns on the head of the hell monarch under the horrified expressions of everyone.

"Ah~"

Mephisto screamed with grief, anger and pain, because in the eyes of hell creatures, the horns were a symbol of power storage and glory. How could they be insulted like this?

Not to mention he is the scalding Lord of Hell.

Mephisto said angrily: "Bank~~I will let you know what true despair is, you"

"Crack~"

Before he could finish his words, Bank slapped him in the face.

Mephisto turned his head, stared at Bank, and said: "Very good, those friends of yours"

"Crack~"

Bank still didn't let him finish, and slapped him in the face again with his backhand.

"you"

"Crack~"

"I want"

"Crack~"

"enough"

"Crack~"

"Do not"

"Pah~pah pah pah pah~"