Chapter 2 The Woman Tears the Chest

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 2 The Woman Tears the Chest

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Bartret University, Ryan got off the car, a commissioner in a black uniform walked up and took out a box.

He stretched out Ryan's eyelids and forced him to wear a pair of contact lenses.

"We waited about 3 hours ago to confirm the vengeful spirit."

"When we guided Bartret's teachers and students to shelter to more than 99.95%, we will block the University of Bartret based on the unoptimistic situation on the scene."

"All unrelated people within a radius of 500 meters were cleared."

"The remaining stranded people are concentrated in the auditorium of Bartret University."

The above is an overview of Bartret University.

"Next, the woman who tore her chest."

Ryan rubbed his eyes and stared at the photos on the information book, feeling very surprised.

There are not many photos, and the contents are all very similar "things", but the shooting angles are different.

"A sculpture?"

It was a statue, as if it was made by a famous artist. The sculpture was obviously full of craftsmanship, with a black and gray overall color. Its huge and twisted body looked like a tortured corpse.

The sculpture is the upper body of a beautiful woman, and the part below her waist and abdomen no longer exists. It is located in front of the gate of an auditorium, and it seems to be placed on the ground like the upper half of a beheaded body, presenting an artistic treacherous sense.

And there is still a suffocating and incomplete beauty left on it.

Her pair of hands as huge as a banyan tree trunk, as if she had opened a huge page, tore her chest hard, revealing the hollowness, darkness, and thick blood!

"When we found it appeared in Bartretri, more than ten civilians had been twisted into meatballs and stuffed into its chest."

"We don't know what's inside its chest."

"Perhaps, only by swallowing it with the equipment can you find out."

Outside Bartret campus, a logistics specialist in a black windbreaker explained the situation to Bianca.

"It is worth mentioning that it is like all vengeful spirits, which are difficult to capture with the naked eye. Therefore, to the eyes of some witnesses, the people around them were twisted into meatballs without warning and then disappeared."

The specialist spread his hands.

“Impressive picture.”

Bianca shook his head.

Ryan rubbed the photo in his hand.

The contact lenses worn by the black commissioner just now have the impression that they were alchemy props developed by the research department.

Just put it on, the existence of evil spirits can be recognized by the naked eye.

If you want to record evil spirits, you can only take pictures of the air with a normal digital camera.

These photos were taken with an old-fashioned camera recording the execution scene of the death row prisoner.

After long-term contact with those death row prisoners who were injected, killed, executed, and electrocuted, these cameras were also somewhat contaminated with the smell of rotten corpses.

Ryan turned his head and looked into Bartret's university. Although he could not see the woman who had her chest torn, the stench of the resentful spirit seemed to travel through space and penetrate into his breath.

"Woman who tore her chest stopped at the door of the auditorium, why?"

Ryan asked.

“The University of Bartret is rebuilt on a church site that was destroyed by war.”

The logistics commissioner explained: "It is a coincidence that the statue of Our Lady in the church was preserved as a cultural relic, and the University of Bartret kept the statue of Our Lady underground in the auditorium."

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Ryan looked at Bianca and nodded at her.

Bianca raised his watch and said in a cold tone at the mechanical watch on his wrist: "Specialist: Bianca Roswea, the task is being recorded."

"Didi!"

The mechanical watch emits a prompt sound.

"The alchemy matrix will start at 21:23 and the curtain will unfold."

“Number of people entering the matrix: 1.”

Ryan looked at everything in front of him calmly.

After saying that, Bianca spoke solemnly.

"Rookie, the time is 21:18 now. You have five minutes to adjust your weapons and equipment. After five minutes, the alchemy matrix will be opened."

"After the matrix is ​​turned on, your internship task will officially begin."

Bianca supported her with one hand, and her long golden wavy hair danced in the howling wind in the dark.

Her delicate face showed solemnity, and then she took out a watch from the pocket of her black coat and handed it to Ryan.

"Your every move will be recorded by high-altitude drones, and the Academic Department of the Church can observe your performance through real-time images."

Ryan took the watch and raised his head, and he heard the buzzing sound in the air.

"Once the event develops beyond your expectations, press the help button on the table and I will travel through the alchemy matrix to you."

"Please note: this may not be considered as a failed assessment."

Ryan frowned and listened attentively.

"Even if our alchemy temple is already the most authoritative organization in the world to study evil spirits, demons, and even various abnormal creatures."

"But unexpected situations are inevitable."

"If the evil spirits have more strength than you can handle, failure will be natural, and this will not affect your score."

Bianca's expression became more and more serious.

"In essence, this internship task is to assess the on-site response of the students and whether they have the ability to properly handle dangerous situations."

"Killing is not your number one priority."

"Save people."

"However, if the situation gets out of control due to your misjudgment, mistakes, etc., and ask me for help, your internship task score will be a bit worrying."

"Of course, if the situation is worse."

"Because of your mistake, innocent people died."

Bianca didn't continue.

But Ryan already knew it.

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The mission before the mission ended in a hurry.

Ryan pulled off his watch, carried the knife behind him, stuffed the pistol into the holster at his waist, and he was ready to go.

Before leaving, the logistics department specialist wrapped in a black windbreaker stroked his chest with one hand and bowed to Ryan.

It's like sending soldiers onto the battlefield.

"Clang!"

A crisp mechanical clanging sound roared.

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Ryan crossed the cordon and started running.

He looked back in the voice.

He saw that the gate of Bartret University was tied tightly by two bright yellow "light strips" that were as bright as fire. The soft and watery fire seemed to be intervened by mysterious forces, and a mysterious alchemy array was outlined above the cordon.

That look very much like a neon sign in the middle of the night.

But the difference is that the magic array has no support and just floats in the air, as lively as a jade belt.

The night is deep.

The orange magic array is like a chain, shining with light to highlight the surrounding scenes. A few dark and gray gloom slowly approaches from the distant sky, like a resentful spirit that begins to erode the sky.

The wind turns cold after the sun sets.

The woman who tore her chest was not restricted by the sun, and her eyes slowly opened.

The cold and terror gathered in front of the auditorium of Bartret College.

"Crack!"

The woman's huge body is twisting and deforming.

As long as she looks at her, every time she blinks, the expression on her face changes, as if it is angry and sad, but over time, this face is full of terrifying resentment and curse.
To be continued...