Clearly, the separation from Peter Barry's soul took a toll on Pan.

His escaping speed is slowing down, and Sean and the others are getting closer and closer to him.

Seeing that he was getting close enough to see the hairs on his body, Pan suddenly rushed into an open area—a village was located here, and the architectural style seemed to belong to the Middle Ages...

The dusty village, where the bells of the guards rang, roused the corpses that had slumbered in their beds for centuries and rushed out of their doors.

The zombies repeated some old nursery rhymes, and stretched out their hands to try to stop Sean and his party.

Foley drank the weird purple potion again, and his body swelled into a giant, like a locomotive, running over the zombies trying to stop it...

He stomped all the way, directly smashing a path among the corpses, and the team continued to chase forward almost without slowing down...

Looking at the costumes and remaining hair of these zombies, Sean thought to himself: "These are the children that Pan disguised as a Pied Piper took away...

"They established a village far away from their hometown, and they didn't go out until they died..."

It turns out that in the long river of history, the so-called "Midnight Paradise" has already appeared—

In order to cope with his endless loneliness, Pan has seduced and kidnapped human children more than once.

The chasing team followed Pan across a wetland, awakening the Nymph Fairy who was resting in it.

No one has discovered that those once beautiful maidens and fairies, even in legends, are already very old.

At this time, the escapee was already very tired, and his movements became sluggish.

Sean knew it was time.

He drew his Springfield carbine and got down on one knee. This action disengages him from the chasing team.

Infusing pure spiritual power into the warhead, the crosshair locked on the dull figure.

My heart was pounding because of the strenuous exercise just now.

Sean didn't realize that among all the targets he had sniped, he was aiming at the highest-ranked enemy—

A demigod.

Pull the trigger and the carbine is fired.

Due to Father Tai Luo's previous blessing, this gun is full of holy power.

The ectoplasmic bullet was pushed out of the barrel by the white gun flame, and it spun wildly under the action of the rifling, piercing the air in front until...

Straight into Pan's shoulder blade.

A small lozenge bloomed behind his back.

The power of today's righteous gods has a strong restraint effect on the declining wandering gods.

The demigod rolled forward and fell to the ground like an ordinary person who had been shot.

Once the spirit is distracted, he can no longer go deep into the depths of the legend.

The dark forest dissipated like an illusion, and Pan fell in front of the fountain outside the castle.

Everyone chased after him, and Pan stood up, leaning his back on the fountain, and released the remaining power towards the pursuers.

Even if you are temporarily separated from the spiritual world, even if you are exhausted at this moment, even if your back is severely injured...

The demigod is still a demigod, he stands proudly, Xiao En and others cannot approach for a while.

"It's crazy...

"It's crazy!"

"Stupid human beings, do you know what you are doing?!" Pan yelled sharply, his voice was no longer that of a boy, but a chaotic and heavy voice.

The ever-changing face gradually stabilized into a half-human, half-goat face with wide-set eyes, ugly and majestic.

Compared with the mature belief system now, the **** of shepherd is a **** from an earlier age.

The appearance of this medieval **** originated from the simple imagination of people at that time, so it was more like some kind of monster than a god.

Even in desperation, the demigod is still fierce, Pan yelled: "Why do you have to kill me?!

"I created a paradise for the children here, so that they can escape the terrible life of the world in dreamland!

"The price is only some adult souls!  …

"Why?!

"Why did you have to kill me?!"

Resisting Pan's remaining majesty, Mike took a few steps forward, followed closely by Foley and Holly: "What you created...is not a carefree paradise.

"You killed Peter, who once went downtown—our best hope.

"Then steal his idea and do the last thing he wants...

"You've got the kids...trapped here, deprived of the ability to pursue their ideals.

"Not only did you kill their future the way you killed Peter's future...

"It also makes the lower city stagnant in a hopeless life forever!"

Pan yelled loudly: "Isn't it good to stop forever?

"Why change?! Why do people have to leave?!

"Why do you humans just not want to stop?!"

"Together forever, isn't it good?!"

Sean Dickinson pointed at Pan: "It's up to you if you want to stay, but you can't deprive others of their rights just because of your will!"

There was blood oozing from the corner of Pan's mouth, and in contrast to this, he laughed violently:

"Deprive others of their rights! Hahahaha...

"Humans, human beings!

"In the past, you created me with legends, and then, you who were afraid of nature, worshiped me like ants for the harvest of farming and animal husbandry.

"Later, when you got more people, you got iron tools, you walked out of forests and pastures, and you were able to build castles and stone walls... You just completely forgot about me and left me to wander alone in this ever-changing world!

"Do you know what it's like to stay in the dark forever?"

"Even if you go mad in the darkness, you won't be bothered by howling for 10,000 years!"

Pan was so furious that his veins would pop out, and the air fell into silence.

Those addicts holding candles came over quietly and were watching from a distance.

The animal heads were illuminated by candlelight, watching helplessly what happened here.

And in the throne hall, the soul of Peter Barry, who was as blue as Xia Kong, was closing his eyes tightly.

He is shutting down the amusement facilities in Midnight Paradise, and urging the puppets to close the park urgently and evacuate the tourists in the park...

In front of the fountain, Pan looked a little pale and powerless at the moment: "You created me, worshiped me, then left me and forgotten me...

"You're talking about disenfranchisement?

"Aren't you deprived of less rights?!"

"In my opinion, although you have an adult appearance, you are just a group of children who love the new and dislike the old..."

"Leaving you free to choose will only bring me endless pain!"

The night wind blew quietly, and everything the demigod roared made everyone present fall silent.

As mortals, they don't know how to refute such heavy and profound pain...

The pain that belongs only to the immortal gods~lightnovelpub.net~Only Sean, in the tragic aura released by the wandering **** in front of him, stabilized his mind, he opened his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Ordinary people have the self-consciousness of mortals, but gods also have the self-consciousness of gods...

"Whether it is a human being or a god, as long as it exists, it must go through its own trials and tribulations."

"As a god, I enjoy the power and lifespan far beyond ordinary people, but spend my time with a narrower mind than ordinary people...

Sean narrowed his eyes, his words were more piercing than the previous bullet:

"Has all the pain you have suffered been deliberately inflicted on you?

"Unwilling to accept the reality, clinging to the glory of the past—

"Didn't you create these pains yourself?!"