Chapter 46: Afraid of Death? If You

Between life and death, the only thing that could help Johnson was his subconscious action.

Johnson directly ignored the movement behind him, putting all his energy into constructing the spiritual wall, completing this ritual magic at the fastest speed.

His decision was correct. At this time, withdrawing the spiritual power released through ritual magic was definitely a suicidal move. The timing was definitely too late, and the mental pollution erupting from Stane's body would completely block the teammates' support.

All the ritual magic Johnson had pre-set around him lit up, forming barriers that were as fragile as paper in front of Woody's attack. However, no matter how fragile, it was better than nothing.

Watching his good friend encounter a death crisis, Frank felt anger, worry, regret, and fear intertwined in his heart, forming a strange calmness.

This time, the trace left by Relentless Pursuit in the air was much smoother than Dove.

The moment Woody's hand touched Johnson, Frank directly crossed the distance of a hundred meters and stared face-to-face with Woody.

Pfft!

When Johnson spat out a mouthful of blood, Frank also pulled the trigger toward Woody. The fired Saint Light bullets changed in an instant, each one shining with scorching light.

Saint Light Baptism!

Without the slightest gap, Frank drew upon the Saint Light in his body to unleash the strongest blow since his job transfer.

Under the beating of the sky full of light bullets, Woody flew backward. The Sequence 7 flesh shattered continuously under the energy of the gaze, and the blood scattered in the air bloomed with black flames, blocking the subsequent invasion of the Saint Light.

At this time, Johnson, who had been slapped away from the roof by Woody, felt his thoughts were very sluggish. Countless messy emotions entered his brain along with the wounds, fighting with his reason for control of the body.

Tony drew an arc in the air, and when Johnson was falling halfway, he caught Johnson at a relatively static speed, and then the two began to decelerate and land together.

"Hey, hey! Are you okay!" Tony gently patted Johnson's cheek, but couldn't get any feedback from Johnson.

"Frank!" Suddenly, Johnson called out.

On the roof, Frank heard Johnson's weak voice and directly gave up continuing the attack, flashing to Johnson's side.

"I'm here!"

"Pollution! Negative erosion! Notebook! My room!" Words spat out of Johnson's mouth. He had tried very hard, but the impact on his language system was more exaggerated than imagined.

"What?" Frank was a bit helpless. The Saint Light bloomed in his hands, but couldn't relieve Johnson's pain in the slightest.

"Go back!" Johnson used his last bit of strength, took out the key to the Cabin, twisted it slightly, and summoned that teleportation gate.

Frank didn't delay, held Johnson, returned to the roof, and after opening another door of his own, sent Johnson in first.

When Frank entered, he discovered that the entire Cabin was filled with gray-black debris. The wallpaper seemed to have been ravaged by time, becoming broken and dilapidated, and the cement on the roof also fell off grain by grain, smashing onto the ground.

In the center of the lobby, Johnson lay on the ground, and pitch-black threads were being pulled out of his body one by one. Those debris in the air were the threads shattered by the Cabin's power.

Frank didn't have time to care about the system prompts ringing in his mind. He took out his key from his pocket.

Frank remembered very clearly that there was a sentence in the description of the Cabin: it would protect the permission holders inside it.

Now, the one with the highest permission for the Cabin was Frank; Johnson had secondary permission.

"I declare! Transfer my highest permission to Thomas Johnson!"

As soon as Frank's words came out, the key in his hand and the one on Johnson's body changed their appearance immediately.

Immediately after, the entire Cabin underwent violent shaking. This shaking brought about collapse and shattering. Soon, the not-so-small house was left with only the space of one floor, except for the rooms of the two residents and the lobby. ===== CHAPTER 47 =====