196. Hell is empty
"The Temple is tracking a mercenary named Carrigan, the leader of a Romanian crime syndicate with his own private armed forces, smuggling arms, drugs, and trafficking in human beings."
After confirming that Sean was not joking, the Mandalay Master gave the young man all the information obtained by the London Temple, although he still did not believe that the other party could solve Mephisto, the lord of hell who had caused trouble in the world.
"Human trafficking is rampant in Eastern Europe, and Carrigan collaborates with the Russian mafia and the Albanian gangs to carry out the slave trade, and these privately armed gangs, smuggling rings, traffickers and pimps form a dark economic chain that kidnaps and lures young girls from conflict zones and poor countries, and then resells them to underground brothels in Western Europe, such as Belgium, Italy, and the Netherlands."
The old man brought in a pile of books, and although the temple was beginning to keep up with the rhythm of the new era, he was still accustomed to using paper documents as a means of preserving materials, and he looked at the young man who was listening attentively, and explained: "Mephisto made a contract with a Romanian girl named Nadya, promising her freedom and life in exchange for the birth of an heir for him, and when that child was enough to be a vessel for demonic power, the intriguing lord of hell would be able to truly descend into the material world with the help of that young shell." β
"But, something happened, perhaps out of the woman's maternal brilliance, and Nadya fled with the child, both the Temple and Carrigan were looking for them."
"Hmm, the temple sent a lot of mages, all of them in vain?"
Sean was a little surprised, the London Templar has many violent institutions, such as the Knights Templar, the Angels of War and the like, all of which are dedicated to hunting down and strangling alien creatures, and the blood and werewolves that were once all over the European continent were almost wiped out by them, and only a few bloodlines survived.
"Since the collapse of the former Soviet Union and the bloody war in the Balkans, the order of Eastern European countries has almost collapsed, and it has become a jungle paradise, Carrigan has worked closely with the Russian mafia and Albanian gangsters, with Brussels as the center, radiating the underground trafficking and pornography industry throughout Western Europe, and the monthly profit in Italy alone has reached 9,300 euros, this huge interest is built on darkness and blood, and those people have private armies, and they can almost clash head-on with the army."
Mage Mandela looked helpless, he pointed to the yin owl man in the photo, and said softly: "We sent a lot of mages to bring that child back, but in the territory of those violent people, the temple does not have any advantage, and they also have secret dealings with some dark creatures. β
Sean's eyelids drooped, and he opened a piece of information, which contained detailed content, a mercenary named Carrigan, suspected of having a secret deal with the blood clan and werewolves, selling those ignorant people lured from war-torn countries to vampires as artificial blood bags, or throwing them into killing clubs - hunting humans for the fun of rich and powerful bigwigs, werewolf torture project, is one of the hottest programs in recent years.
For 100,000 euros, you can get a gun full of bullets and an innocent person who is about to be slaughtered, and of course, you can choose not to go out yourself, pick a "butcher" from the list, and then have a real battle royale.
"Why not stop this evil?" Mo Du's forehead was beating with bruises on the side, obviously this blatant bloody transaction shook the heart full of a sense of justice.
The swarthy-faced mage, who had spent most of his time in Kama Taj, had seen this inhumane and morbid darkness with his own eyes, his fists clenched, and he wanted to send all these inhuman scum to hell at once.
Without waiting for Master Mandalay to explain, Sean, who was immersed in reading the information, said: "The mage is not God, the temple is only responsible for maintaining the order of the material world, not the world police, not to mention that even God can't eradicate the evil in the hearts of human beings, what can you expect the mage to do?" β
"But ......"
"Master Mordo, do you know what truth will be hidden behind a dark economic chain with a clear division of labor and huge profits?" The young man's face was grim, like a marble statue, "A mercenary-turned-criminal group leader, as well as several gangster forces with private arms, they can't support a huge chain of interests, at best they are just brokers running errands downstream, without the protection of the upper elites, this kind of profiteering business with huge profits has long been suppressed by the government." β
The gang took girls or other laborers from Romania, Ukraine, Moldova, Kosovo and other countries, and then the criminal syndicates in Eastern Europe transported the poor lambs, which they called "fresh meat", through underground markets to Western Europe and sold them in underground brothels. And digging deeper, it's much more than that, young girls are trafficked, taken to the black market like transport goods, waiting for distribution, squeezed out of oil and water, and then resold to black-hearted hospitals for organ transplants, or thrown on the streets to die. β
"And the stowaways, most of whom are sold as laborers, and a few are sent to killing clubs for the amusement of the big guys, and the more secretive of them are the young men and women who are called 'high-class' and given to the Bloodline, either as artificial blood bags, or by the vampires, who are initially embraced as alien creaturesβand the less fortunate ones who are treated as toys by the Bloods and werewolves."
Sean closed the information, his voice chilling like ice, "If you still want to hear it, I can go on." β
Mordo slammed his fist the heavy brown mahogany table, his eyes were bloodshot and red, he thought that those alien creatures were the mage's greatest enemies, the most unforgivable evil existence in the world, but he never thought that if humans wanted to do evil, they might be above the demons.
"I think the Supreme Mage should have told you that darkness will never be destroyed, it will only coexist with you." The young man's grim face soothed slightly, and his fingers twitched across the huge chain full of sin, "Mephisto is much more than just wanting to be reincarnated, he must have a deeper plan. β
"I'm really looking forward to this trip to Eastern Europe."
Sean patted Mordo on the shoulder, turned to the Mandalay mage and said, "Please help me book a plane ticket to Romania, a chaotic place with blood and werewolves, criminal syndicates and gangsters, it is really the best choice for sightseeing." β
Watching the figure of the young man walk out of the study, Mordo gritted his teeth, his lips pursed, he looked at an oil painting hanging behind the desk, the hell full of sulfur and fire was empty, those demons with horns, incarnated as human beings walking in the world, absurd style, distorted and grotesque brushwork, people can't help but be attracted to it.
"Master Mandalay, please book a plane ticket for me." Mordo's expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Maybe that guy is right, humans are sometimes far more terrifying than demons. β
"I shouldn't just set my sights on alien creatures, sending scum to hell is also one of the duties of a Templar mage."
The old man hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed, this Mandalay mage who had experienced the wind and rain, but he wanted to think that the young man who had just left was the real demon, and he could easily bewitch people's hearts and make him tremble in the bottom of his heart.
"May the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit bless you." He held the cross on his chest and muttered prayers.