At that moment.
All the people present showed horrified expressions, and everyone stared tremblingly at the bullet that shot out from the muzzle.
Ignoring the restraint of the spell formation.
Ignoring the suppression of the holy grail.
Brushing past the light of the holy grail.
It heavily pierced into Raven's chest.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and scarlet blood splashed out from his chest, staining the holy grail floating in front of him red.
Amid everyone's shouts, Raven's body flew backward heavily, and it seemed that there was a wild wind roaring in his ears.
"Mr. Raven!!"
The holy grail fell heavily to the ground.
The surging holy light also went out at that instant.
And without the enhancement of the holy light, the twelve-winged holy angel pendant finally exploded with a bang.
Bang—
Bang—
Gunshots rang out one after another.
Ryan walked forward wildly step by step, roaring and continuously pulling the trigger at Raven.
"Noisy!"
"Noisy!!"
He kept shooting, and blood flowers exploded on his chest one after another from the bullets.
Everything seemed to fall silent at that moment.
But it seemed that no one could stop his crazy anger.
Scarlet tentacles suddenly shot out.
Raven's body was suddenly dragged over by him. He twisted and suddenly pointed the muzzle at Raven's head, looking ferocious and said,
"I want you to die!!"
"Brain!!" Lefty shouted almost at the top of her voice.
Because she knew!
She knew!
If he really killed someone!
He would lose all chances of redemption and completely deviate from the principle he had always adhered to in his heart.
Because... because...
The young man from the Bloodsaw Pharmacy would never kill innocent people!!
Click—
But at that moment.
Ryan still pulled the trigger.
Bang—
With a gunshot.
One could clearly see the thick fog from the explosion of the bullet at the muzzle and the moment when the demon-hunting bullet flew out of the muzzle.
Everything seemed so clear.
Even in Raven's pupils, the approaching bullet was already reflected.
The bullet that was going to take his life.
In the distance were the figures of the Executor and Black Skull rushing over with shouts, and around were the pale-faced residents, but he didn't have any strength left.
The holy grail had drained all his strength.
He...
Was powerless...
Bang—
The gunshot rang out.
...
On the mountain peak in the distance.
The black-and-white clown sitting on the pig-headed butcher's shoulder showed a cruel smile and said,
"Ah—Pig-head—You've failed—This shot—Not only will it take that Night Healer's life—It also broke his bottom line—"
"He finally—Hehe he he—Couldn't resist my curse after all—"
Saying that, he jumped down from the pig-headed butcher's shoulder, poked his red nose, and walked down the mountain with a sly smile.
But before he took two steps, the indifferent voice of the pig-headed butcher came from behind him.
"Aren't you going to keep watching?"
The black-and-white clown let out a strange laugh and turned his head, saying, "What's there to watch—Witness the birth of a new clown?"
The pig-headed butcher said indifferently, "Perhaps, it's not as you expected."
The black-and-white clown's gaze immediately froze.
In the next moment, he suddenly turned around and looked into the distance in that direction.
...
Silent Town.
The whole square was deathly silent.
On the ground, Raven's pupils reflected the face of the young man in front of him in a daze.
On the ground beside his ear.
A bullet was embedded there.
He could even smell the thick smoke from the muzzle and was already prepared for death.
But no...
The bullet didn't land on his forehead but beside his ear.
Lefty looked at this scene tremblingly.
She finally raised her hand and looked at Ryan's face.
She saw an unusually calm expression.
She saw the familiar look in his eyes.
It was as if...
"No! No! No!"
A ferocious clown's face suddenly appeared on his cheek, and he suddenly controlled the hand holding the gun, tremblingly aiming it at Raven's forehead again.
But this time.
No matter how hard he tried.
The finger on the trigger couldn't pull it.
"How could you... How could you!!"
The clown's face trembled wildly, and a huge sense of unease swept through his heart.
And in the next moment.
He saw tremblingly.
The hand holding the revolver was lifted up little by little, and then, under his trembling gaze, it was pressed against his own chest.
In an instant.
The whole sky became so quiet.
"Have you had enough fun?"
A voice rang out.
At that instant.
The finger pulled the trigger.
Bang—
With a gunshot.
The bullet instantly penetrated through his back, and a pitch-black silhouette also suddenly appeared as if it were still connected like a broken lotus root with the gunshot.
Bang—
The second shot!
Bang—
The third shot!
With each pull of the trigger, one could see the shadow of a shrieking black clown being peeled off and swept outwards.
And at the moment when the fourth shot rang out.
The shrieking black shadow was finally peeled off until there were only black veins still sticking to his body in the continuous flickering.
And at that moment.
Ryan calmly stretched out his hand, and a broken spear suddenly appeared in his hand.
He suddenly turned around.
At the moment when the shadow was about to return to his body again, he thrust the spear into its chest and nailed it to the ground.
Crackling—
Rolling electric currents accompanied by the sweep of divine power climbed onto the shadow, making it let out shrill shrieks.
"Impossible! Impossible! I almost... I almost replaced you!"
The black shadow of the clown looked at Ryan with a calm expression in horror. No matter what, he didn't expect that he... he...
Under the shadow on his forehead, Ryan's low voice came.
"One can't kill people anyway..."
The black shadow of the clown looked at him tremblingly.
"You're a mirror image magnified from my heart, so you should understand this..."
Ryan slowly opened his calm eyes.
The revolver in his hand was slowly aimed at its forehead, and rolling mental power slowly condensed into a bullet in the revolver.
The halo of the curse-clearing ability gathered on his revolver.
"No matter how cruel I, Ryan, am... I will never kill innocent people..."
"I won't let go of anyone who I think is bad, but I won't kill anyone who is kind to me either."
"Just because of this..."
"You can't replace me."
The black shadow of the clown looked tremblingly at the figure who was calmly staring at him, looking at his eyes that were gradually filled with white light.
He suddenly let out a crazy roar and rushed towards Ryan's body with a long howl.
"No!"
Bang—
Ryan calmly pulled the trigger.
Rolling black smoke spread out from the muzzle.
The bullet hit the clown's forehead right in the middle.
The wind swept through.
The whole square was quiet.
The black shadow of the clown stared blankly at Ryan, and its pitch-black silhouette was gradually cleared by the dazzling white light and disappeared bit by bit.
[Ding! You've recorded the curse: Crying Clown (Confusion)]
[Ding! You've completed the special hidden task: Self, and you've obtained the task rewards: Permanent 10% increase in mental power, permanent 10% increase in soul strength, special legendary reward: The Mask of the Clown]
[The Mask of the Clown]
[Type]: Cursed Object
[Ability]: Significantly increases agility and dexterity
[Introduction]: You'll never be able to see whether the face behind the clown's mask is smiling or crying, nor will you be able to tell whether the heart under the mask is kind or evil. But when you put on the mask, you'll become the grinning clown on the stage.
[Special]: Upgradable
Ryan calmly put away the gun.
He turned his head, looked at Raven lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand to him, saying calmly,
"Thank you. You deserve the name of Night Healer."
Raven covered the hideous wound on his chest, coughed hard, and gasped,
"You actually broke free... from that curse by yourself?"
Ryan stood there calmly, and the wind was blowing the desolation on the ground.
This curse came so suddenly.
And when he really realized the influence of the Crying Clown, the curse had already quickly affected his perception.
Even this influence.
It came faster and more fiercely than he had thought.
Even during that period.
He once thought that it was himself, just like a deranged person would never think that he was deranged.
He was really... crazy.
"If it hadn't deviated from my bottom line, I'm afraid it would have been very difficult for me to realize that I was wrong."
Ryan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said with a sense of relief,
"Because I at least... can't kill people."
The people around stared at this young man in a daze, as if everything was like a strange dream.
The gentle breeze swept through.
Everyone looked at the broken and shrunken flesh spreading across the square and at the holy grail on the ground, lost in thought.
Only faintly, it seemed that some sound rang out, but it was so ethereal that it was hardly noticeable.
[Ding! Your recovery degree: 3%]