Night.

In a villa near a stream on the eastern outskirts of Calgary, four people gather in a bright study.

Lady Adriana, with short blond hair and a leather coat, was boredly juggling balls, three fireballs flying between her palms in a string, the hot red light reflecting her hard, masculine face.

Raymond, who was in a black suit and wearing sunglasses, leaned against the window, staring in a daze.

Coulter, a white and strong ponytail, stood in front of the wine cabinet, six arms behind his back, dizzying speed to take out bottles of expensive wine and put them to his nose to sniff intoxicatedly.

Dr. Philip K. Decker sat at his desk holding a tawny linen hood, his slender fingers running over the two black buttonholes and the zippered mouth that sloped to his left cheek.

Every finger movement makes people feel elegant and intimate, like stroking a lover's face,

"Be patient, little K, that guy will turn himself in tonight. When he is imprisoned, we will not be able to use his name to 'enjoy' again, otherwise we will help him clear his name." ”

Decker pinched the side of his hood and said, "I know you're hungry, but now isn't the time, when Calgary's plan is over, I'll take you north to kill enough... Well, well, this time at least ten families for you..."

"I promise to have children..."Decker closed his zippered mouth, stretched his hand into the air and stabbed it, as if he heard the beautiful sound of metal breaking flesh, and his pale and handsome face was as handsome as a nobleman, and there was a fluttering intoxication behind his tortoiseshell glasses.

"Guys, something is wrong!" Leaning against the curtain, Raymond suddenly took off his sunglasses and shouted to break the silence in the study, "There's a bunch of damn guys who have found Aaron Boone..."

Kurt in front of the wine cabinet covered his forehead with six arms, "Dude, it won't be so unlucky, the plan has been implemented for more than half of the time, and there can be an accident?" ”

Raymond's blue eyes stared straight into the air, and his blue pupils shimmered like a projector, reflecting a series of film-like images.

"The plan failed, and the group found out that it was Dr. Decker who set the trap and revealed everything to Boone!"

Adriana dissipated the fireball and said solemnly, "Tell me who they are?" ”

"Fack! They're transformed, they're not people, they're vampires, werewolves... The monster summoned by Midian, to help Boone clear his suspicion and seek revenge on Decker! ”

"At this critical juncture, other nocturnal species have found the past, is it the convergence of the law of attack?" The calmness on Dr. Decker's face became cloudy, and he got up and looked at the three companions to reassure, "But don't worry, they can't find this place, and even if they do, vampires and werewolves are generally level 2 or 3, and dozens of soldiers outside the villa can stop them for a while." ”

"No, there's a Mexican with abilities like mine... He seems to have discovered my surveillance, and we were exposed! Raymond suddenly looked nervously around the entire study, as if looking for a surveillance camera,

Decker looked thoughtful, and although Scout Raymond was sometimes nervous and overestimated the strength of the enemy, this acumen also allowed the members to survive the death crisis many times, and he made a decisive decision.

"All of them, let's go!"

"Shet, it's too late... He has spatial abilities! Raymond's temples thumped, and his searchlight-like eyes drilled out of the dense bloodshot like sandworms and stared behind the doctor, "Prepare to meet the enemy!" ”

Zizi...

A pale golden light bloomed like a petal in the center of the study, and a spatial node parted softly to the sides like a curtain.

A figure sprang out.

Space Rift!

The faces of the four of them turned pale at the same time, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Spatial abilities are extremely rare in the department, adding up to a handful, and each one is very difficult to mess with.

Dangerous!

Dr. Decker put the hood on his head for the first time, his zippered mouth slanted open, his temperament changed from gentle to crazy and sickly, and hundreds of translucent, dull-looking figures appeared out of thin air behind him, both men and women, young and old, following Decker's evil buttonholes, looking at the human figure jumping out of the crack, countless pairs of eyes shooting red light.

Adriana's blonde hair stood on end like a mane, her dress fluttering outward, and the crimson light spread out of her toned body, condensing a taller than a human and full of destructive power in front of her chest, lining her like a goddess of fire. The fireball sprinted towards the rift with her swung hand.

Kurt's six hands danced in mid-air, shaking off the infinite green light, condensing four pairs of green energy shields.

……

Years of cooperation have brought the four of them to the extreme, and all these preparations were completed in a tenth of a second.

Dean had just teleported to the office through the Black Domain, when a blind, scorching red light greeted him enthusiastically.

"It's a quick response, so I'm going to have a big surprise in store."

With a casual pull, a pitch-black mouth burst open in the space in front of him and swallowed the fireball, as if the vast ocean had swallowed the stone.

The fireball popped and was completely annihilated with faint sparks, failing to release one percent of its power.

Two more heart-rending screams rang out in the study room.

Dr. Decker and Raymond Scout, who launched a mental and perceptual impact on Dean, fell to their knees as if their brains had been burned by flames, their eyes, nose, and ears exploded at the same time, and blood spurted out from their seven orifices, and their images were extremely tragic.

Behind him, a group of translucent afterimages also shattered into nothingness and retracted into buttonhole hoods.

Their weak attributes couldn't shake Dean's protection at all, and they were seriously injured by the mirror shield expertise.

A black light escaped from Dean's eyes, enveloping the four targets in the study.

Phantom Abyss!

Thundered!

The power of the phantom snake turned into four abyssal black waters erupting from below the floor, breaking through the four green barriers like waves, and rolling the people in the study into the air.

The black water burrowed into their skin, into their brains, digging out the embers of pain deep in their souls and breaking their hearts.

The four of them were lying in the black mire with painful faces, losing their ability to resist.

Wisps of pain and despair overflowed and flew into Dean's body, activating the "Intermediate Suffering Master" specialty, and the freedom attribute points began to climb at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yes, waste utilization."

Dean let go of God's perspective and swept out of the villa, where more than thirty heavily armed soldiers were standing guard by the nearby bushes, bushes, and streams.

He raised his hand.

Dead Realm!

An invisible wave swept around, enveloping a half-mile radius.

The soldiers outside the villa fell into the snow like vegetative people.

……

In less than a second, Dean cleared the villa, realizing more and more clearly the huge gap between level 6 and level 5.

"There aren't many places in this world where I can go all out."

He turned to Dr. Decker, who was floating in the air among the four captives, and reached out to remove the other's blood-stained buttonhole hood, and the progress of "Eastside Nightmare" jumped to 70 percent.

At the same time, an evil and bewitching child's voice sounded in his ears, "Wear me, worship me, I give you strength, make you omnipotent." ”

Children's voices echoed, and the space around the buttonhole hood rippled like a shattered mirror, with a pleading human face reflected in each small piece.

"Is this buttonhole hood a living curiosity that absorbs the souls of the dead?"

Dean casually threw it into the fantasy space, and turned his gaze to Dr. Decker, whose cheeks were swollen and his eyes were bursting into minced flesh, and lifted his illusion abyss.

"I used to think you were just a simple perverted killer who planted the blame for Aaron Boone in order to hide himself, but now it doesn't seem that simple."

……

Call... Suck...

Decker, who was lying on the ground, was drenched in cold sweat and recovered from the pain of every breath, and looked up at the man in front of him tremblingly.

His eyes had been seriously injured by mental power, and he could only feel a vague figure through the swollen slit of his eyes, and when he turned his head, he vaguely saw the three companions who were floating in mid-air...

Fear made him shudder.

For more than 30 years, it has been Decker who has taken intense pleasure from torturing and killing people, especially young people, wearing old buttonhole hoods.

But just now, the countless innocents who died at his hands crawled out of hell, crawled all over his body, and gnawed at his flesh piece by piece.

For the first time, he became the object of torture and killing, but there was no pleasure in his heart.

I was afraid of death...

He grabbed Dean by the boot and pleaded,

"Don't... Don't kill me... I'm useful..."

"Not to kill you? When you destroyed the people who were all over the place, you gave them a chance? Dean stomped on the man's face like a storm, leaving a series of clear shoe prints,

"Ahhhh Ahhh ”

"Ahhh

"Answer me honestly, you and your companions will suffer a little less... Go to hell early..."Dean's gaze swept over the four captives, "Attack, scout, control... With such a well-equipped team hiding in the suburbs, you are from the Special Operations Department? ”

Call... Suck...

After a long time, Decker recovered from the sharp pain like broken bones all over his body, and nodded tremblingly, "A member of the Twentieth Group of the Special Operations Division. ”

Dean confirmed it in his licking memory and asked,

"Why this cruel trap against Aaron Boone? Why turned him into a serial killer? ”

"For Aaron Boone heard the call of Midian... We, we want to find through him... Location of Midian. ”

"Eastside Nightmare" jumped to 80 percent.

Dean raised an eyebrow, the talents of the Special Operations Department are behind it, but they are actually chasing Midian?

"You just have to pretend to be a psychiatrist to lure him to Midian? Can you frame him as a serial killer? ”

"Not enough," said Decker with a violent gasp, "Boone is still a human being, and he is not connected enough to Midian, and he can't hear the exact location of Midian, and he needs stimulation." ”

"Stimulation?"

"According to the department's research, a person who is called by Midian, must go through a major life change, be left in a desperate situation, and then die and rise again in the heat of battle in order to truly become a nocturnal species... Hear the exact direction of Midian. ”

Dean looked stunned when he heard this.

His current companion, Sean, the train conductor, has undergone a dramatic change in his life, fierce fights, and resurrection from the dead, before he becomes a nocturnal species and is called by Midian!

Unexpectedly, the special operations department has already summed up a system.

"What about your complete plan?"

"Let Boone confess to the crime and go to court, be spurned by everyone, be discredited, and betrayed by his beloved girlfriend Lori... Finally, finally, we tell him the truth that he is just a wretched wretched creature who has been wronged, and that he will be resurrected in the morgue and become a true nocturnal species, far from this sordid human society, to Midian. ”

Dean couldn't help but stare into Decker's eyes after hearing this, "This is the plan you made?" ”

"Shhhh Yes... I'm a psychiatrist and I understand human nature. ”

"This kind of trick to play with people's hearts is so good that even the monks of Hell will bow down, but why did you not hesitate to set up such a miserable and inhuman plan to find Midian?" Dean said sarcastically, "Do you want to break in and destroy all the nocturnal species and their gods?" ”

……

This time Decker remained silent in pain.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Dean looked at the template, and unknowingly the Misery Juggernaut had already transformed 1 free attribute point by torturing these four guys.

He summoned a portion of his painful power to inflict a painful blow on Decker, and at the same time released dozens of diseases from the "Disease Box" to entangle Decker's body.

The latter screamed in a high-pitched voice, coughing up blood, and a bright red rash grew all over his body, the rash ulcerated and pus, and a deformed tumor drilled out of the pus, and his body began to melt like a candle.

From the internal organs to the skin, from the soul to the spirit, every cell, every consciousness is enveloped in hellish pain.

He rolled and vomited like a meat maggot, but after half a minute, he could not bear the pain and killed himself by biting his tongue with the last of his strength.

But Dean casually injected a lot of life energy into this pile of rotten meat, and forcibly saved him back, stepping on his plasticine-like face, "Can you say it now?" ”

"Woo... I say... I said," Decker succumbed to the pain with tears streaming down his eyes, "we are not here to destroy, we are to find a way back." ”

Dean looked at him, "The way back?" ”

Decker uttered something he did not expect, "Midiann is not only a paradise for monsters, it can also be a paradise for mankind, a paradise for us to escape from the end of the world." ”

(End of chapter)