I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 249: The Horrifying Cannibals 3

On the way back to the police station, the policewoman kept muttering to Bourne about the figure she had just seen. As the car entered the town, the policewoman became even more agitated and swore that Bourne must be the one sent by Coyote in Indian mythology to save them.

In response, Bourne just smiled and said nothing.

They didn't know that in the basement of a house, three people were performing an evil sacrificial ritual related to the ogre.

The three people all had hoods covering their faces and black robes covering their bodies, so their appearances could not be seen at all. However, the leader was a bit short and fat, obviously a woman, and was chanting long and complicated spells in a strange accent.

Behind her, a shirtless man with his hands tied behind his back was pinned to his knees by the woman's two companions.

The woman chanted as she circled around the bald man. There was a huge triangle drawn on the floor beneath her feet. At each of the three corners of the triangle was a circle, with uneven candles and skulls placed in the circles.

The bald man's face was stuck to the edge of a circle, but the lines of the circle were completely invisible. Only the extinguished candles and broken skulls proved that this place was once part of the altar.

The woman's tone became increasingly sharp, and her pace became faster and faster. Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly, and she stopped suddenly when she reached the bald man.

The two men in black robes ignored the bald man's desperate struggle, turned his head up and exposed his neck.

The woman in black robe had a small knife in her hand. With a flash of cold light, she cut the bald man's neck. Blood splattered and fell to the ground, quickly disappearing.

After a long while, the bald man's blood stopped flowing, and the two men in black robes behind him loosened their hands, leaving the bald man's body lying on the floor.

The woman in black robe walked over to the bald man and squatted down. She cut open his stomach, took out his internal organs, and placed them one by one on the broken skull and around the candles.

Then, the three men in black robes looked at the altar expectantly, waiting for the miracle to happen.

However, after a long while, nothing happened at the altar.

"Why is this happening? Why is there no response?"

A man in black robes shouted in shock and anger:

"Is the sacrifice not enough? I'll go bring another one!"

The woman in black robe called him and said through gritted teeth:

"It's no use. The projection must have been completely destroyed.

This is not something that can be solved by offering a few more sacrifices. The projection has been completely erased from that period of history. It will be useless even if you sacrifice those stupid bikers."

"Aren't there some truck drivers? They'd be great sacrifices!"

"Are you crazy?"

Another black-robed man rebuked: "It's okay if the projection is destroyed. Those truck drivers are important sacrifices for this ceremony. As long as we succeed in this sacrifice, we can get the most powerful mother of cannibals in history. Then, you can have as many ogres as you want."

"So, at the moment, the most important thing for us is to do this ceremony well!"

As if he was convinced, the previously angry black-robed man took two deep breaths and said angrily:

"What happened? It was fine before today, how come it was destroyed all of a sudden? Who did this? Once the ritual is successful, I will cut off that guy's flesh piece by piece and feed it to the rats in the sewer!"

The black-robed woman's voice remained steady:

"It doesn't matter, there is still a projection.

Thanks to these motorcycle gangs, the sacrifices we caught this time are still ordinary people, but they are all truck drivers. They will definitely be favored by the Mother of Cannibals and give birth to enough offspring..."

However, before she could finish her words, the skulls in the circle in the lower right corner of the triangle pattern made crackling sounds, and cracks appeared on the surface of the skulls.

Those candles seemed to be attacked by a strong wind. More than half of their flames were extinguished immediately. The few short candles that were left became candles in the wind, with extremely weak flames.

This, this,——

The three of them were stunned, not knowing what was happening.

At the same time, Bourne had arrived downstairs at the small town police station where the policewoman was.

"Help, help me!"

A young boy shouted from the third-floor window facing the street.

It can be seen that the boy was very panicked and wanted to escape, but the windows of the police station had steel bars as thick as a thumb, and the boy could not get out no matter what.

"what happened?"

The policewoman grabbed a colleague who was in a panic and asked.

"Monster, ogre monster!"

The police colleague's face was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were wide open with fear, he said:

"A monster rushed into the police station from the back door and ate everyone he saw. When we found him, all the prisoners and bikers in the basement cells had been eaten!"

"And then, we opened fire, and it was no use!"

As if thinking of something unpleasant, he became even more frightened and tried to turn around and run away, but the policewoman grabbed his arm and he couldn't leave at all, so he had to continue:

"He ate a few of us and went upstairs, so we rushed out. The sheriff shot him with an automatic rifle but it was useless. Fortunately, he was looking for a young man. Look, that's the one by the window!"

As he spoke, the police pointed at the boy who was still screaming in panic.

Suddenly, his face changed and he stammered:

"Eat, ogre!"

After saying that, he broke free from the policewoman's obstruction, turned around and ran away without looking back.

The policewoman was also stunned by what happened near the third-floor window.

The ogre easily broke the steel fences with his bare hands, grabbed the young man who was too weak to walk, and was about to jump down from the building.

This ogre was different from the two ogres the policewoman had seen before.

His entire body was silver-white, and his wings were four or five meters long when spread out. He looked like a demon flying out of hell.

It’s not like there weren’t brave police officers who carried out the attacks.

But on the one hand, the ogre had a person in his hand, so everyone was afraid to hurt him by mistake. On the other hand, the image of a man breaking steel bars with his bare hands and being invulnerable to swords and guns was too scary, so no one dared to attack him.

Just like that, the crowd of people gathered downstairs and could only watch as the ogre roared triumphantly, grabbed the boy, and flapped its wings to fly into the sky.

Only the boy's sister fell to the window and burst into tears after her brother was taken away.

She knew what fate awaited her brother!

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a man suddenly jumped down from the roof of the police station.

The man landed accurately on the ogre's back, knocking it down immediately.

If the ogre had not flapped its wings a few times and returned to the roof, it might have been caught by the police below.

However, the ogre was also very sad at this time. He had never been ridden on the back of anyone before, but at this moment, he carried this person on his back, grabbed the webbed flesh behind his head, and forced him to fly to the roof of the police station building.

Moreover, he kept hitting his head with things.

Once, twice.

Not only a head, but also wings.

Accompanied by a crisp "crack" sound, everyone saw that one of the ogre's wings drooped down.

Amid screams, the two men and the demon fell from the air and hit the railing of the rooftop platform.

Amidst the flying stone chips, the boy who was captured by the ogre was thrown out, his head hit the ground, and he fell unconscious.

Bourne rode on the ogre's back and controlled it to land safely.

Before the ogre finished sliding on the roof, Bourne shouted:

"In the name of God!"

He held the holy contract in his hand high, and a dazzling white light emanated from it, illuminating the entire third-floor rooftop.

The holy light shone on the ogre, making a sizzling sound. A large number of pustules were formed, burst, and pus flowed out, and then dried.

The ogre roared in pain and struggled continuously.

Although it was now well fed and its physical condition was incomparable to the two malnourished guys Bourne had met before, for Bourne it would just mean that it would struggle longer.

Especially when Bourne pressed his right hand on the ogre's back.

As if it sensed the presence of its natural enemy, the ogre, who had never known what fear was and instead enjoyed the fear of his prey, began to tremble slightly.

As the Door of Wonders opened, the rotation of the Tai Chi diagram began to accelerate, and large amounts of black smoke emerged from the ogre's body. A portion of it sank into Bourne's palm, while the vast majority of the gray smoke was illuminated by the holy light on the covenant, purified, and dissipated into the night sky.

The whole process lasted about five minutes.

During this time, no one came up to the rooftop, and Bourne was alone the whole time. However, Bourne could feel that all the souls in this secret realm were staring at him. Their eyes were full of hatred, not directed at himself, but at the monster under him.

All souls see clearly.

The terrifying and irresistible ogre's struggling movements became weaker and weaker under the suppression of this young man, and its body shrank smaller and smaller. Finally, it shrunk into a mummy the size of a pillow.

The small flame created by the young man's snap of his fingers was burned to ashes.