The boy knelt on the edge of the cliff, and an inhuman roar continued to be heard from below, as if to drag the human soul down, and crimson energy flowed from the cliff wall. The boy still had blood on his arm, it wasn't his blood, it was a failed summoning ritual, the boy mistakenly thought he could master everything, and now the defeat in front of him hit him.

That's what he values the most, the village, that's his world, the price of signing a contract with the demon, thinking that it's just a simple ritual, but summoning a character that he can't control, the demon is not greedy, but he is greedy for what he wants to get, and the demon just takes the equivalent of something. The cruelty forged by innocence, but now regret it, people's desires are always erratic, one will be like this, one will be like that, in the end there may be nothing, although he is unintentional, but the fact is the fact, the big hole in front of him is the fact, and the blood on his hands is also the fact. The village was dragged into hell.

Only he knew what power he had gained, and he wouldn't use it, he thought it was a curse, and once he used it, it reminded him of everyone in the village, and it was a hurdle that he couldn't overcome. The demon is gone, and all around is the shrinking cavern and the roar of the hell beneath it, and you won't want to hear it a second time, his soul has been imprisoned here forever, tortured, whipped, branded.

The cave gradually recovered, but the meadow was no longer renewable, and it was forever a wasteland where no vegetation could grow. There was no body, no soul left, and on the ruins, a boy stood up and looked around for something, digging through the earth with his hands, carrying rubble, and finally found a sword in the ruins of a house somewhere, which was engraved with the family crest of unknown family.

"Good, that's what I need. "Now the boy has only what he is loyal to...... , will not do such stupid things again, everything will act in its best interests.

"But, no one will forgive me, I know", the boy looked down at the land, the rubble, and for some reason it suddenly began to rain. It needs a lie, a lie that can deceive the world, a lie that can deceive oneself. He is a demon walking in the world, carrying the lives of the entire village on his back, and he has to deceive everyone that he is the only survivor. I never thought it would go so far.

The boy began his own journey, walking intermittently, enduring the feeling of an empty stomach, having already dug the earth and digging for the damage to his nails, exhaling white breath, it has never snowed in winter here, and there is no today, but it is as cold as ever, perhaps because he has been kneeling for too long just now, and now he is only walking slightly, and his knees are very painful.

The snot flowed out imperceptibly, and the hands holding the sword gradually stiffened. "How long have I been gone, to stay awake, all the fatigue and intrusion from now on is your desire. "Michael Furlen, your own desires make all of this, and you have to be sober, all the time.

The wind had blown, and now it was a blade for Fren, as if facing the attack of an invisible enemy, he could fall down at any time and never get up again, his breathing gradually became heavier, and the more difficult and difficult his steps became, he still walked forward, like a machine that only knew how to move forward, and it was difficult to move forward or move because of rust.

"Uncle, aunt, Xiaoya, Aaron, Wang ......" Flen muttered these names, some of which he might not be able to pronounce clearly, biting his tongue.

Now I was breathing with pain, maybe I really should have stopped, maybe it would be good to stop here with those secrets, the blood on my arms had already coagulated, and some of them were even glued to the hilt of the sword, as if they were glued to his own hands, and Fren was probably holding it too tightly. His hands were long gone, but nothing mattered.

"It's going to... It's here...!" Flon dragged his tired body and gradually couldn't support it, and the fire in front of him was probably ......

"Don't you think about why you're here? An ethereal voice interrupted the boy's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw a white male body with no vital organs. "Dreams are indeed a good thing, and the gods have to respect him, don't you humans also rely on the power of dreams to achieve such things?"

Fren woke up and found himself in a dream, and immediately regained his adult body, and his body gradually warmed up. and the sword was cast away at the door of this family. And asked suspiciously, "Why haven't I woken up yet?" Raphael replied: "Dreams are not so stingy, you can stay here a little longer, or you can stay longer......"

"What are you talking about, Raphael" Furren saw Raphael's real body for the first time, and he couldn't recognize it, but just looking at Raphael's real body, countless wisdom bubbled up in your brain, and it was not some inspiration, but something that existed in the past itself. Although a lot of knowledge is acquired, it always dissipates in an instant, presumably due to Raphael's own protection mechanism. "It is true that human beings have made up songs and ballads from generation to generation by telling the stories of their own race, and that is because we are willing to believe in our own future, so that we are the human beings we are today. ”

"My path doesn't end in my sleep, but I still want to see it here, and there are a lot of details. The sadness at that time was real, and the relief now is also true, Furlen no longer asks for forgiveness, and it is not certain that he will die one day, but he must come to the end of his fate.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling that had been most familiar to him for five years, the reply in the copper basin had arrived, and Fern had never seen the complete form of the letter being sent, and his teammates seemed to have a different routine from his.

"It's the same as I guessed, but so be it. After reading the letter, Fren burned it with magic, and since the captain said that it had been approved, Fren could let go of the witch hunt.

Lifting the briefcase in his hand, he was thinking about whether he needed to bring Raphael, who should have been able to leave directly after killing the witch after Flon had hunted the witch, but he insisted on keeping up, and Furon had to take care of it, thinking that this angel must have something to hide from him.

There was no moon tonight, but a strong wind blew away the sultry heat of the morning, and there was a momentum of heavy rain.

By the time he arrived at the church, Flon could already smell the prelude to the rain. "Hey, things are not going well. ”

Pushing open the door of the church, Sister Anna was already sitting in the chair of the church. "No one has ever arrived at the church so late in this village, and you are the first. ”

"Since it's something that has already been decided, don't complain, where is the information. ”

The nun pointed to the nearest chair, where there were several sheets of paper filled with Aviin's writing, and Flon walked up and picked up the loose pages, a sudden stinging pain burrowing into her thumb.

"Sister Anna, what do you mean by that. Furren pulled out the dagger, and the blood seeping into his thumb stopped when it reached his arm, forming a three-hooked jade shape on it.

"It's the first time we've worked together to spy on you, and I don't trust you men. Anna picked up the glass beside her, which contained the red liquid, and drank it.

"I see, I'll be careful. Fren ignored the unhappiness he had just brought and continued to check the information.

Youyang Qing, born in the Imperial Calendar (Evine used to be an empire, all time is counted here) September 29, 1555, 1575 was detected by the Imperial Church using magic to wreak havoc in the main city, defined as a witch, now wanted, recently an informant said that traces were found in Meiluo. to send someone to investigate......

Rokuna, whose birth is unknown, has been searched by the Church for 60 years and no trace has been found. Finally in the recent witch summoning ceremony, I learned that magic is extremely dangerous, it is water magic, please be careful all knights and parishioners, this time the evil is more auspicious. Most recently seen in Metro.

Alama first appeared in the Imperial Calendar in 1475, always surrounded by three male servants, whom the church guesses are her male favorites. She doesn't usually show any magic, but the church recently bought one of her male favorites, revealing that it was space magic.

There were three witches in total, and Furren looked very big and touched his temples. You don't say anything about these materials at all, except for age, what do I want these women to do at their age, do you want to soak them? I don't know how dangerous my ability is!"

"You can go to the battlefield and see for yourself, instead of complaining here, why don't you practice?" Anna smiled contemptuously, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"This is already the most information that the church can collect, if you are not satisfied, it is recommended to come back and complain to me. ”

It was already raining outside the church, and the thunder was roaring, and Anna lifted her leg to the chair in front of her, and Flon knew it was not a good place to stay long.

"My sister is still waiting for me outside, and when I come back alive, I will definitely complain to the Supreme Court of Justice. Fren took up his coat and hat, pushed open the door of the church, and the rain broke in suddenly, subconsciously blocking the raindrops, and then took his hand off, Fren saw Lisa waiting outside the door, and the raindrops could not reach her.

Thinking of this, Fren was furious, this angel invaded her body, even if Lisa came back, she couldn't be called a human, and she who had made a deal with the demon knew this difference very well.

"It's time to go, Raphael, to the Mero ......"