Chapter 367 I Think I Can Still Rescue

Seeing that Old Blue had been fatally injured, the three blue-haired guards who were hugging their thighs were stunned. They had been told in advance that they were here to act and cause trouble...but the other party actually killed him? !
Their eyes turned red instantly, and their anger almost turned into substance and emerged, and they began to tear apart the guards surrounding them.

The blue-haired man, who had three other cameras hanging on his body and one in his hand, pressed the shutter button again to record the chaos in front of him, because he had been told separately before that no matter what happened, he had to keep taking pictures! He was not allowed to stop!

Boom! The heavy wooden door that the guards had locked was torn apart by a gust of wind, and a figure wearing a black robe embroidered with storm symbols, a soft hat, and silver eyes that seemed to contain endless lightning appeared. It was the "Singer of God" Ace Snake!

The Archbishop of Storm glanced around and instantly saw the old Punisher with his chest pierced by a flaming spear in the panicked crowd!
Buzz! Everyone present seemed to feel a sense of distress, fear, and trembling, as if they were facing the thunder that had been accumulating in the sky for a long time and was about to fall!
Plop! The merchant who had talked to Old Blue before immediately fell to the ground and prayed loudly:
"Storm! I am a devout Storm believer! I witnessed Mr. Blue being attacked! The Intis people launched a terrorist attack!! They also said they would kill us all! Help!"

"Storm is above!" "Praise the storm!" "I am also a devout believer!" The guests followed suit. They were extremely smart and of course would not agree with Intis at this time.

The military attaché's throat was dry. As an intelligence officer, he knew the identity of the man in front of him too well! Let's not talk about anything else, a "demigod" strongman! He hesitated and said:

"Mr. 'Singer of God', please, please listen to my explanation. Ambassador Beckeron has been killed..."

Boom! A thick bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, breaking through the ceiling and landing directly on the military officer. In just a moment, the Sequence 6 warrior was as charred as charcoal, and fell down trembling.

The Singer of God had a solemn expression and walked quickly to the side of the old Punisher. To be honest, he had not spoken much to this man, but he had met him quite a lot... He was a capable person who always completed tasks beyond expectations. He did not expect that he would die here this time...

The flaming spear lost the support of the "conspirator" and emitted tiny sparks of fire, revealing a hole in Old Blue's chest that had been burned by high temperature to stop the bleeding. The internal organs inside were also burned with gaps, emitting an enticing meaty aroma.

"Hiss! So... fragrant..." Old Blue took a breath, then punched his left chest with his right fist and saluted the approaching archbishop:
“The storm is above!
"Excuse me, sir, 'God's Dove'! I summoned you using the magical item given to me by Butler Roy!
"According to that Coke military attaché, Intis Ambassador Bakeron Jean Martin is dead. I think this is a big enough event... so I dare to bother you!"

Ace Snake remained silent. He pointed at the big hole in the other person's chest and said:
"It has no effect? ​​Or was that your last words?"

Old Blue looked down at his wound and smiled:

“With one more hole, it feels much fresher.

“Everyone said I was heartless, but now I am.

"Just kidding, my heart...is naturally on the right side, so the spear didn't pierce my fatal spot. I guess that's luck, right?"

Ace nodded. He sensed that the old man's vitality was still strong and there was no sign of rapid decline... He said to the four young Punishers:

"You guys, send him to the hospital. Also, telegraph to Roy and ask him to activate the seal to treat Blue. Make sure he is cured.

"I'll handle the follow-up here."

"Yes! Your Excellency!" The four of them immediately saluted the archbishop, then lifted Old Blue and placed him in the "travel coffin", then rushed out. This was the West District, which was densely populated with Backlund's best hospitals, serving the rich and nobles! Go to the nearest one! We must be in time!
……

"'Psychological Alchemy Society'..." Ace Snake saw the big words painted on the wall and felt amused. Would the Aurora Society also try this? Aren't they always "dare to act and take responsibility" and "take responsibility even if they don't act"?
The only remaining Sequence 5 red-haired military attaché at the embassy explained:
"This must have been done by the Aurora Society. Please, Lord Singer of God, ask Storm to investigate! Light shouldn't have provoked your church before, nor should he have attacked your church... He died, you were right to teach him a lesson. "But our country's Ambassador Backlund... There must be an explanation. He was assassinated in Backlund. Your country..."

"Huh?!" Ace made a nasal sound, and the atmosphere at the crime scene froze instantly, as if another bolt of lightning would break through the ceiling and descend at any time.

The red-haired military officer's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He said hurriedly:

"Tonight... the Aurora Society committed a murder. Beckeron was killed because of the traitor Wright in our embassy!

"Old Blue of your church discovered the traitor in time and fought with him, but unfortunately the enemy was too strong. The old man tried his best to kill the traitor, but he was seriously injured...

"We are extremely angry about this matter and are willing to join forces with your church to crack down on the Aurora Society. At the same time, all of the old man's medical expenses... will be borne by us, and there will also be a reward of no less than 5000 pounds, as our reward to Feng Bao..."

Ace Snake was satisfied and said:

"No wonder the younger generation of the 'Sauron' family is so perceptive, so your words should have some effect.

"That's it. The Aurora Society has been too rampant recently.

"Oh, 50 pounds is too much. We don't need that much. 10 pounds will be enough if we send it to the Holy Wind Cathedral tomorrow."

El Soren cursed in his heart, "Fuck! Shit! How much?! 10 pounds?! You are... so evil, Storm is really evil! Why didn't I know they were so evil before?!
……

At the door of the Backlund Orthopedic Hospital lobby, a blonde nurse hesitated and said:

"This... um... I'm sorry, our hospital... can't treat the dead..."

One of the young Punishers instantly became anxious and started to curse:
"you……"

Suddenly, the upper part of the coffin was pushed open like a window, and an old man in a blood-stained shirt climbed out and jumped to the ground. Old Bruce had changed into a coat to cover his wounds. He waved to the four people and said:

"Go do your thing, you who is so-and-so. Remember to develop the photos and send them to the '100 Pound Newspaper', the 'Daily Observer', the 'Backlund Post'... I want to see this incident on the headlines of all the newspapers tomorrow!"

After saying that, Old Blue covered his chest and said to the trembling nurse:
"I'm sorry to scare you. Those bastards didn't understand the situation. I should have gotten off the car outside the hospital. It's just a 'travel coffin' popular in the southern continent. Don't be afraid.

"And it's just a puncture wound in the chest. I'm not dead yet... I can still be saved."

(End of this chapter)