Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 61: F Superman

Pablo created something he had used many times on Earth. He was proficient in it and many other weapons.

He could have created something more like a rocket launcher but he thought a Gatling gun would do more damage and it would attract the attention of the old man on the stage.

The old man still had his eyes closed and Pablo wanted to make the old man open his eyes. He wanted to stand out in the military.

So, to do that, he needed to make some noise. And for that noise, he manifested a Gatling Gun.

"A Bloody Gatling Gun? Is this a joke?"

"Haha. He is really delusional. Should we be afraid of this?"

"Aren’t you embarrassed doing this, dick head?"

Everyone didn’t take Pablo seriously but Pablo didn’t worry about that. They didn’t matter.

"How will you create bullets? What will you do with an empty gun?" Cupid asked. She had seen such things and she knew a gun needs bullets which Pablo didn’t have.

Pablo, however, never stopped smiling.

"Just like the name says, it’s a Bloody Gatling Gun and as you can see…"

Pablo’s left hand turned entirely red.

"My left hand is gathering the bullets."

Pablo’s left hand was filled with blood and it was growing in size.

If Pablo didn’t do something, his hand would blow up with the amount of blood he was sucking.

And obviously, he didn’t want his hand to burst so he definitely did something.

He aimed his right hand at the skinny man who threw the beam earlier. He was standing in front of Pablo but far and the thirty two holes of the gun rotated in a circle.

WRRILL!

They made a loud sound and Pablo’s gun was ready.

"Happy Diwali, folks."

SHRILL!

THUMP!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BOOM!

BANG!

BANG!

Red streaks shot out from Pablo’s right hand and as they kept coming out, Pablo’s left hand began to shrink.

The blood he sucked from the fat man was being used to its fullest as Pablo instead of steel, used blood as bullets of the Gatling Gun.

"What the hell is this?"

"He is killing people with that!"

"Wasn’t he the weakest of all time?"

"What is going on?"

Everyone who mocked Pablo was now terrified. The skinny man who faced the first bullet was dead as it pierced his heart and that instill terror inside everyone’s cores.

And in terror, they listened to their instinct and started running.

They ran blindly, they didn’t know where they were going but they just wanted to get away from Pablo.

The door of the military ground was closed so they couldn’t escape but they could at least run as far as they could from Pablo.

Pablo officially became the most feared man in the very first test and Pablo liked the fear in everyone’s eyes.

He couldn’t stop smiling and the Gatling Gun never stopped.

"You better keep running if you want to survive. Cause every night I dream of watching you dieee!"

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

Pablo broke all his limiters and increased the output of the bullets.

Now both his hands were red. His left hand was red because of the suction of the blood and his right hand was red because of the use of the Gatling Gun. It was giving out smoke.

The blood bank or the fat man lying dead was not fat anymore. He was getting skinnier by every passing second as Pablo had taken most of his blood.

Pablo, however, was enchanted now. He was possessed. He loved the whirring sound of the Gatling Gun. He loved the smoke, the smell of blood, the cries of everyone he was killing. He was having fun murdering people. He wasn’t laughing anymore. He was… celebrating.

THUKK!

THUKK!

The gun made a sound and the bullets stopped coming out.

Pablo looked down and saw a husk of a body.

"Useless. New blood is needed." Pablo stood up and finally walked towards the strong bully whom Pablo had blinded just a few moments ago.

However, since the bullets had stopped and everyone had already seen what Pablo could do, they decided to stop him from doing it again.

"Kill him before he takes another blood."

"He is dangerous."

"Kill him!"

Everyone bolted towards Pablo with a war cry and Pablo saw this coming.

He was still very far from the strong bully man and everyone else was closing in on him.

He had to do something before the mob could get him.

So Pablo did something.

He stopped walking towards the strong bully man. He stopped walking entirely.

The people were surprised by that but they still kept running. They wanted Pablo dead no matter what.

"What are you doing? Run! They are not coming to hug you. They will kill you! Don’t stop!" Cupid was all tense. She didn’t want Pablo to die.

"Let them come." Pablo wasn’t afraid.

People were coming towards him from all sides.

If they came he would be surrounded from everywhere. He would be in the middle of hungry lions.

"What do you mean let them come? You were doing just fine. Keep sucking blood and shoot bullets. You will be safe. No one will come near you. What else do you want?" Cupid couldn’t understand Pablo’s intentions.

"I want.." Pablo turned his head at the old man on the stage.

"Him to open his eyes."

Cupid’s brows twitched. "That’s it? You are risking your life for that? If you reach the very end of this test, he will open his eyes and see you anyway. Please do something."

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"No. He is some kind of big shot here. If I make him open his eyes and if he finds me worthy, then I’ll go a long way here." Pablo stated.

"Then make him open his eyes. They are coming to rip you apart."

Pablo nodded and looked at the running men. "They don’t have a long range attacking Ego it seems. Otherwise they wouldn’t be running towards me."

"Suck some blood!" Cupid yelled.

Pablo ignored her and did something that made Cupid even more furious.

Both of his hands reverted to normal. No Gatling Gun was there and no syringe was present either.

"What the fcuk are you doing?" Cupid barked. Pablo was without any weapon now. But he was calm.

"You know," He spoke. "the Gun was nice and all but it wasn’t giving a good feel. I mean, the only blood I have on me is in my fingers. I have killed so many here and I have no blood upon me. That doesn’t seem right. This doesn’t feel like a massacre enough. I have to do something more."

"Then do it!"

Pablo smiled. "Let them come closer."

"What is.." Cupid retorted again but Pablo completely ignored her this time. Her words didn’t fell on his ears.

Pablo just focused on the incoming people around him and when they were at a good enough closeness from Pablo, Pablo used Arsenal Manifesto again.

He raised both his hands towards the people and then those hands turned metal.

Then… a sound came.

GRRRRR!

GRRRRR!

GRRRRR!

It was an engine revving sound and after a few seconds, everyone saw what Pablo had in mind and what he became. And when they saw it, the hairs on their back stood up.

Seeing the fear in everyone’s eyes, Pablo couldn’t stop smiling. He laughed out loud.

"Fcuk Superman or any Gods. Now, I am…"

With the same ecstatic manner, he hollered what he became.

"The Chainsaw Man."