I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 315 Destined Victory (4k)

"The wound has been stitched up for you. I suggest that you don't make any big moves in the near future, if you have to do something."

In the room, an old man wearing a white coat with some blood stains on his gloves carefully cut a thread and said seriously to the young man who was receiving treatment. However, after seeing the slight embarrassment shown by the young man, he was helpless. He sighed, turned around, rummaged through the medicine box, took out a bottle of medicine, and placed it on the table next to him.

"Take two pills, and even if the wound bursts, you can still walk fast."

"Thank you."

Wu Shuang picked up the medicine bottle and shook it, the pills inside made a clattering sound.

The old man had already closed the door with a creak, leaving him alone sitting on the chair in the room.

Silently pulling up the clothes hanging next to him, he raised his hand with difficulty and stuffed it into his sleeve slowly. He was stabbed on the shoulder. If it weren't for the prop hidden in the clothes at that time, his arm would have been dead on the spot. , even so, the skin is still bruised.

"hiss"

When he tried to pull the clothes off his abdomen, the pain from the wound still made him take a breath.

The gunshot wound was still aching.

The doctor spent a lot of time looking for the warhead.

I don’t know how those demon hunters did it. He obviously tried his best to dodge, and even when he fired, the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at him, but he was still hit. Fortunately, although he was not Find out how those witchers did it.

But the bright light that could affect their field of vision would still affect their shooting, which was why he survived by chance.

There was a feeling of tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but pick up a white cloth sterilized with alcohol and cover his mouth. He coughed hard several times before coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Glancing at the dazzling dark red blood on the white cloth, Wu Shuang threw it back on the table in disgust, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and exhaled a long breath.

“What a rough night.”

He said.

The screen of the mobile phone on the side lit up, showing Shikudi's appearance. He looked over with a slight frown. Although he did not open his eyes, the change in light intensity still caught his attention, and he then said the poem. Something that Cody has always wanted to figure out.

"That thing seems to be a detonator."

"what?"

Shikodi showed a puzzled expression.

Wu Shuang took out the cube, observed it carefully, and repeated it again.

"This thing is a detonator."

"Detonate what?"

"I guess it's most likely the explosives that the cultists buried under the Pope's city."

"But those explosives, Edmund didn't mean to be discovered by the trial and taken away!"

When Shikodi realized that she had fallen into a misunderstanding, her expression immediately turned ugly.

After all, according to the worst guess now, the cultists have taken control of the Holy See, and the disposal of the explosives will definitely not be done, and they may even be put back in their original positions.

At this time, the phone that had been silent for a long time rang again. It was Edmund's call.

And brought a piece of news that couldn't be worse, that is, their speculation that the cultists may have taken control of the Holy See has been confirmed.

The hub bishop who successfully staged a coup and seized the papacy was a cultist.

Edmund has also obtained key evidence, and now it's just a matter of how to overthrow the hub bishop.

So, Wu Shuang simply conveyed what he got to Edmund.

"You mean you have a button in your hand that could potentially blow up the entire city?"

"Yes."

"Then you pressed it?"

"Correct."

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In the dungeon, Edmund took a deep breath, ignoring the stench and just wanted to calm down.

This collaborator seems a bit unreliable.

But he could only rely on this collaborator.

"What are you going to do now? They seem to be very concerned about this thing in your hand."

"It's not that I don't care very much, but I've already given up on it."

Wu Shuang said.

As soon as he got this thing, the bounty doubled immediately, and he even went so far as to go beyond the rules and kill him at all costs. Such performances clearly showed that he had really hit the sore spot of the cultists, no matter what the cultists planned to do. No matter what he does, this thing in his hand is very important.

But just knowing this is useless.

We need to figure out what the cultists plan to use this thing to detonate. To be precise, where the explosives are going.

"If you want to talk about this, I may be able to provide you with some clues. When I was imprisoned in the dungeon under the hub hall, I saw many things that looked like explosives."

"Why do cultists put these things under their butts?"

Wu Shuang was a little confused.

But this is not something Edmund can understand at the moment.

Soon, the communication was hung up again, leaving only a dead silence filling the room.

"I estimate that if a cultist can't get information from you, they will try to get it from him."

Shikodi's soft voice came from the earphones.

Wu Shuang looked at the dimmed phone screen in his hand, leaned back on the chair, held the phone in his hand and rubbed it over and over again, and finally asked: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Idea?" Shikodi's voice was a little surprised.

He was probably surprised that he took the initiative to ask for a solution, but he replied vaguely: "You have no idea, so what other ideas can I have? The current situation is that the cultists have occupied the Holy See, and we have become the center of attention in the eyes of the world. of cultists.

If we want to overturn the case, we have to get conclusive evidence, but we don't have it. Let alone that recording, it's difficult to use it as evidence.

If you want to use force."

When Shikodi said this, she also paused, and the meaning behind her words was already very clear.

However, she still analyzed it carefully. "After the civil strife in the Holy See, there must have been some internal cleaning. Judging from the general situation they announced, four of the twelve cardinals died, including the Grand Inquisitor. In other words, they lost five A strong man at the bishop level.

But there are still at least eight of them left, and until conclusive evidence is revealed, they will all be our enemies.

And if you have to compare their strength, they are at least on the same level as the Sage of the Holy Forest you faced before.

In addition, according to the data estimated by the academy, before the civil strife broke out in the Papal City, they had a total of about 30,000 people in the city. After the civil strife, based on the best estimate, they lost more than 5,000 people. , and all members of the Holy See are extraordinary people, which means that we have to face at least 20,000 extraordinary people.

And that doesn’t include the cultists who might show up.

Let's see what we have.

First of all, we don’t have any support, you are the only one, so in terms of numbers alone, we are one to twenty thousand

Secondly, your own situation is not good. All the props you prepared have been almost exhausted in the previous battle. According to my estimate, it will take you at least three days to restore the prop reserves to the previous hundred. Fifty points, and the Pope's coronation will begin in three days.

By then, a group of guests from ancient families and various factions will be present, and by then, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Finally, with your current physical condition, violent actions will only cause your wounds to burst open, and your physical condition will never be as good as before.

I don't know what else to do. "

After Shikodi finished speaking, she quietly waited for his answer.

And the analysis of each sentence really hits the point.

No matter how you look at it, he is the one at a complete disadvantage.

But Shikodi's analysis was entirely based on the information she had.

Therefore, the most crucial point was that she could not see it from beginning to end.

Wu Shuang put down his phone, took out the cube, and walked to the window of the hotel with a slight stagger. He opened the curtains and looked at the Papal City looming among the city buildings in the distance with the moonlight. Playing with the cube, he said:

“The cultists must have a purpose in seizing the Papal City, and they also have their own considerations in getting this detonator.

They are so desperate, which means that this detonator is a very critical thing for them.

Based on the information previously interrogated from other cultists, we can basically conclude that after the ritual of resurrecting the evil god failed, these cultists want to go all out and do it again. Their rituals always involve destruction and ashes. Then I The detonator in his hand is probably a key part of their ritual. "

"So, as long as we leave with this detonator, we can stop the cultists?"

Shikoti tried to ask.

Wu Shuang shook his head: "No, I suspect that they can probably make another one, but it will take some time, and the missing detonator is also a threat, so they tried to stop me. .”

"So what do we do?"

"Explode it."

"what?"

Hearing his answer, Shikodi was stunned for a moment before exclaiming: "Did you make a mistake? Our purpose is to prevent the cultists from destroying the city, not to help them!"

"No, you are the one who got the wrong target. Our goal is to prevent the cultists from successfully completing any of their plans, and once this detonator is activated, it is likely to have the effect of completely disrupting their plans."

"Even if this is likely to blow up the entire city to the sky? Even if it doesn't, what then? You detonated those explosives, but you still can't destroy the situation where the cultists control the Holy See. They can still do it again. Is there anything you can do to change it?

If this is what you rely on, then it’s better not to have anything at all.”

Shikodi tried hard to explain, trying to change this crazy guy's crazy thoughts.

And try to explain why this method has no chance of success.

However, none of her explanations were heard. On the contrary, after she said a lot, she realized that the eyes of the young man who said these words were particularly calm. He was looking at the Papal City in the distance, as if A king declared arrogantly: "No, my victory is destined. The only thing I need to worry about is how much effort I need to put in for victory, just like now."

As he spoke, Wu Shuang had completely assembled the cubes in his hands into a neat square.

Immediately, strange lines floated on it, bursting out with dazzling light.

Before Shikodi could scream in surprise, a huge explosion occurred in the Papal City in the distance, and there was a continuous roar around the entire city. Fires ignited from the edge of the city, and thick black smoke It rose around the city, almost blocking the night sky.

"What did you do?!" Shikodi exclaimed.

Wu Shuang, who had been prepared for a long time, looked at the general situation outside the window and nodded with deep understanding.

"Well, within the acceptable level of damage, give me a rough blast radius, the kind marked with a city map."

"Are you still in the mood to ask this?!"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

"You wait a moment"

Shikodi seemed to hold back her breath and turned around to calculate the scope of the explosion and the various losses and casualties.

After a few minutes.

This was the longest he had ever waited. Compared to Shikodi's fast speed before, it was ridiculously slow.

But Shikodi still gave him an extremely detailed map.

ding dong~

The sound of receiving a message came from the phone. When he turned around and opened it, he found that it was a city map, and Shikodi used red circles to indicate the location and scope of the explosion.

These red dots were connected together to form a strange circle, which surrounded most of the city, while the Papal City was surrounded by a smaller circle.

"It is indeed a ceremony."

He nodded with satisfaction, his guess was indeed correct.

But Shikodi's mood was not so good.

"Sure enough? Do you even need to think about it?! Do you know how many people died this time?! Thousands! And the number is still rising!"

"Do you know why I said I will definitely win?"

Wu Shuang was not in a hurry at all. He walked slowly to the bed and started looking for something in his gloves.

Shikodi, who didn't understand what he was doing at all, was of course furious and asked angrily: "It caused so many casualties and it was such a random choice. What's the point of winning like this?! And you said this How to win?!"

"Haha, I will win, but not this time."

Wu Shuang took out a dagger from his glove, and after making some tricks in his hand, he made several gestures to his neck, looking for a perfect position for the knife.

Shikodi, who was becoming more and more confused, could no longer express her anger. She just looked at him blankly and asked, "What do you mean? What are you going to do?"

Wu Shuang did not explain, but said jokingly: "Do you know why I say that I will always win? Because for me, everything that happens in the future is like the past, displayed in front of me, that is mine A memory and a future that never really happened.”

As he spoke, the sharp dagger slit his neck, and the blood spilled even onto the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)