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Carmen continued to speak in a nervous tone, "Oh... don't you understand? He doesn't need my help. Even if you pull the trigger, it won't harm him in the slightest..." His voice was eerie and strange, as if declaring an undeniable truth.
Erin's mind was a whirlwind of confusion; she couldn't think straight, only feeling intense anger and disgust. Her hands trembled, fingers moving back and forth on the trigger, struggling with whether to waste a bullet on this repulsive man. Just as she hesitated, a sudden, intense sound of writhing broke through her thoughts.
She looked in shock at Lisa's lifeless body, which began to tremble uncontrollably. Lisa's swollen belly seemed to have a giant worm writhing inside, the surface of her skin rippling as if it would burst at any moment.
Fear and despair filled Erin's heart; she didn't know how to respond to such a scene. Her eyes brimmed with helplessness, tears spilling over once again. She couldn't believe what she was seeing; these irrational phenomena made her feel utterly shattered.
"This can't be happening..." Erin whispered, her voice filled with terror and doubt. Her grip on the gun remained tight, but she could no longer think rationally. Before her, Lisa appeared to be under some bizarre force's control, and the writhing belly filled her with profound hopelessness.
Carmen's laughter echoed again, filled with madness and triumph. "You see it now, Holy Mother? This is all destined; no matter what you do, you cannot change this." His voice was low and strange, as if recounting an undeniable truth.
A chill ran down Erin's spine, as if countless cold hands were caressing her back. Her gaze was fixed on Lisa's swollen belly, her mind swirling with countless questions and fears. In that moment, she felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and despair, as if the entire world was collapsing before her eyes.
Her fingers tightened around the trigger once more, a determined light flickering in her eyes. She didn't know how to face this scene, but she knew that whatever happened next, she had to make a decision. No matter what consequences this decision might bring, she could not retreat any longer.
"This shouldn't exist..." Erin said softly, her voice filled with resolve and pain. Her gaze remained locked on Lisa's constantly writhing belly. Suddenly, the bullet wound on her abdomen began to stretch wider uncontrollably; an indescribable atmosphere of strangeness and powerful energy permeated the air, causing the entire church to tremble. The gaping wound seemed torn open by invisible hands as repulsive yellow fluid surged out, mixing with blood that flowed onto the ground, creating a horrifying sight.
The fire at the back of the church grew larger; flames had spread toward Erin's side. The fire consumed wooden benches and walls, burning smoke quickly filling the entire space. Erin felt an intense heat and suffocation wash over her, overwhelmed by helplessness and despair.
At that moment, she felt trapped and had no idea what to do. Her gaze flickered between Lisa's corpse, the raging flames, and the sinister Carmen, filled with countless questions and fears. These insane developments made it nearly impossible for her to breathe; every decision felt overwhelmingly difficult.
Carmen's cold gaze flashed as if he sensed Erin's wavering focus. His eerie smile became even more terrifying as he suddenly lunged at Lisa's corpse while Erin was distracted. His movements were swift and vicious, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.
Eileen was stunned by Carmen's sudden action, her mind blank and her gun unable to respond immediately. She could only watch helplessly as Carmen lunged toward Lisa's corpse, filled with a sense of despair and anger.
"No!" Eileen screamed, her voice laced with desperation and fear. Her finger tightened on the trigger again, but she could no longer determine what to do. The heat of the flames approached, leaving her feeling suffocated and powerless.
Carmen's fingers dug into Lisa's wound, tearing at it as if searching for something. His gaze grew more frenzied, a sickly smile plastered across his face, completely ignoring Eileen's presence. A wave of intense anger and despair washed over Eileen; she knew she had to make a decision, but the scene before her was nearly overwhelming.
"Stop!" Eileen shouted hysterically, aiming her gun at Carmen. Her hand trembled, but her resolve strengthened. No matter what happened, she could not allow this madman to continue. Taking a deep breath, she pressed down hard on the trigger.
The bullet shot out with astonishing speed, heading straight for Carmen's back. The gunshot echoed through the church, sharp and jarring. Carmen's body jolted violently before he let out a pained howl. His body twisted in agony, yet that bizarre smile remained on his face, filled with madness and a sick pleasure.
"Ah..." Carmen's voice was hoarse and distorted, brimming with pain and excitement. A wild light flickered in his eyes as if he reveled in the pleasure that pain brought him. The bullet had pierced his back, blood quickly seeping out and staining his clothes, but he seemed utterly unconcerned, laughing even more maniacally.
Eileen felt a surge of revulsion and fear; her hands shook even more violently, but she knew she could not back down. Her gaze remained fixed on Carmen, her heart swirling with countless emotions—anger, sorrow, despair—intertwined to the point where it felt like she could hardly breathe.
Though Carmen had been shot in the back, his hunched posture seemed to have unexpectedly prolonged his life. The thick muscles in his back dulled the bullet's lethal impact, allowing him to continue gasping for breath and persisting in his frenzied actions. His smile grew even more grotesque, filled with a sick thrill and mad ecstasy.
Suddenly, Lisa's abdomen ruptured with a horrifying crack. A torrent of yellow mucus and blood gushed forth, splattering across the ground. Eileen recoiled in terror, her eyes wide with disbelief and despair. This scene was as real and terrifying as a nightmare, filling her heart with countless questions and fears.
Carmen quickly picked up a baby boy wrapped in yellow mucus, appearing bizarre and filthy. Even more shocking was that the baby wore a wooden crown on his head, as if suggesting that from the moment of his birth, he was destined to be a ruler of the world. This sight sent chills down Eileen's spine.
The baby was entirely purple, clearly having been dead for some time. A wild light flickered in Carmen's eyes; at that moment, it seemed everything he had pursued had finally come to fruition. He gently caressed the baby's face with a sickly smile on his lips while murmuring to himself: "Holy Mother... this is our king..."
Eileen felt a wave of intense disgust and fear wash over her, her stomach churning as if it were about to expel its contents. Everything was just too horrifying for her to accept. Her gaze flickered between the lifeless infant and Carmen, her heart overwhelmed with a torrent of emotions—anger, sorrow, and despair intertwined, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
"You lunatic!" Eileen screamed hysterically, fire igniting in her eyes. Her finger tightened once more on the trigger, the gun aimed squarely at Carmen's head.
Yet Carmen showed no fear, still grinning maniacally. His hand gently caressed the infant, as if handling an incredibly precious treasure. "He will bring forth a new order, a new kingdom..." His voice was low and eerie, filled with fervent belief and mad devotion.
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