The Devil’s Cage Chapter 112: Select

Edson and Horuff stand side by side in the shadow.

In front of them is a stone alley, and at the end of the alley is the shrine of ‘Lady of Calamity’.

This place is always covered with sewage and mud.

Even if several Priests in the temple are cleaned every day, it is difficult to make them clean.

But now?

Not only clean, but also full of pious people.

Everyone is that kind of pious, kneeling on his knees, folded his hands together, and saying something.

It seems to have forgotten the fear and disgust each time I pass here.

"Human, it's always realistic."

A bit of sarcasm emerged in Horuff's eyes.

As Demon Hunter, he experienced such things that he didn’t know how many times. He experienced the same things in different people. If it is not Demon Hunter’s belief is tough enough, it has already collapsed.

However, there are still a few complaints.

Demon Hunter is not a saint.

In a way, they are also a group of poor guys.

If it weren’t for losing something important, who would be Demon Hunter?

Even many Demon Hunter parents have considered sending their children to ordinary people’s homes.

Unfortunately, none of them did so in the end.

Unwilling.

Blood, after all, is thicker than water.

Also, even in ordinary people's homes, experience | meeting with can be dangerous.

evil looking, monsters will not be picky eaters.

When you encounter it, there is no good ending.

It’s better to follow yourself and learn enough self-protection skills.

Then, wait for adulthood to make a decision.

Of course, every adult descendant of Demon Hunter has basically become Demon Hunter.

Under the shadows, youngster always set foot on their parents’ journey.

It is undeniable that some rebellious guys always think this is handsome.

Then, they were mixed by their parents and still did not repent.

"People, themselves are contradictory."

"Not only them."

"We are the same."

Edson sighed.

After decades of prison life, this old Demon Hunter has the tenacity and open-mindedness that other Demon Hunter does not have. When seeing the scene in front of him, there is no irony except for emotion.

Or, this old Demon Hunter is more concerned about other things.

His eyes looked towards the end of the temple.

There...

Everything remains the same.

Several Priests are muddled, surprised by the situation in front of them, without any countermeasures.

The statues in the shrine are not shining, and people need to wipe the dust.

"Nothing has changed."

"that person is really...hey."

Horuff also saw the scene in front of him, and shook his head uncontrollably.

With the example of ‘Black Disaster’, when the shrine of ‘Lady of Calamity’ was originally built, there was a surge of people.

It's just that as time goes by, people soon discover the difference of this lady.

Will not respond to their believers.

Not to mention empowering believers.

Even the statues made for her do not have the ‘divine brilliance’ they deserve.

In the beginning, people only thought it was the test of ‘Lady of Calamity’.

But one year, two years and three years have passed.

Everything is still the same.

‘Lady of Calamity’ didn’t even glance at his followers.

In contrast, ‘War God Temple’, a group of new believers have completed the baptism and gained power that ordinary people do not have.

Comparing the two, the temple of ‘Lady of Calamity’ began to decline in the fifth year.

In addition, there are people behind to help, and soon, there are only a few devout believers in the true sense. There is no power, only the believers who are handymen. Because of this, they can exist .

And ten years later, people’s perception of ‘Lady of Calamity’ is left with fear and disgust.

If it weren’t for this plague, people would only continue their attitudes.

In the end?

After two or three generations, ‘Lady of Calamity’ will be ‘qualified’.

If you want to turn over again, it will be difficult.

There is no doubt that this is what ‘War God Temple’ wants to see.

But it failed.

The plague strikes again.

Moreover, it broke out in the cathedral of ‘War God Temple’.

People gathered in front of the church in Lady of Calamity to pray.

Although Ms. that person does not, she will not bother, but with the advent of death, only more and more people will come here.

Horuff can already think of such a picture.

He has no idea about this.

Both ‘War God’ and ‘Lady of Calamity’ are dangerous in the eyes of this retired old Demon Hunter.

The ‘Godhood’ of both is sufficient.

The former needs to continue to launch a ‘war’ before it can become increasingly formidable.

Peace?

does not exist.

And the latter?

More dangerous.

Compared to'War God' with joys, sorrows and joys, the latter is like'wild beast', so far it can only be based on the instinct of'sleeping' in the south, without any divine power, but it has a similar strength.

Of course, this was not the case at first.

The first person who was born, like ‘War God’, has normal human-like emotions and can move around at will.

But when Demon Hunter participates, everything is different.

The leader of Wolf Sect.

At the cost of her life and a piece of Demon Hunter heritage Holy Tool, Ms. that person has become what it is now.

Similarly, the southern representative of ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’ were also implicated.

Naturally, this situation cannot be eternal.

But there is no problem maintaining it for a hundred years.

Horuff knows this.

Ederson also knows this.

They came here today only for further investigation.

This is the order of the heir to that person Viper Sect.

Heir that person Viper Sect needs to know the exact news about the plague.

In fact, they will come without Kieran's orders.

In the face of the plague, no one cares.

"Ms. that person is still in "wild beast" state, more people will gather here, it will only cause unnecessary trouble."

"If the plague breaks out..."

"Only more people will die!"

Horuff who has experienced ‘Black Disaster’ personally becomes worried.

"Then do you want to persuade them?"

Edson asked.

Suddenly, Horuff smiled bitterly.

Persuasion?

That must be heard.

He can guarantee that if he really persuades, he will definitely be driven out by a group of ‘religious Lady of Calamity believers’.

A few bad tempers?

Then a group of experience | meeting with beatings.

"Let’s go."

"Go to Colin."

"He should have a better response."

Edson said, and walked towards the camp of ‘Mist’ Church.

Horuff glanced at the more and more people, and finally sighed and followed.

......

War God Temple, the cathedral.

Dinner is proceeding in an atmosphere of silence and depression.

Plop!

Suddenly, an Deacon who was drinking soup just fainted to the ground.

The soup spoon fell to the ground with a crunch, and made a louder crunch.

It’s like throwing a stone into a calm lake.

Boom!

People in the canteen quickly covered their mouths and noses, and dodge held the Deacon in a gesture that they could not avoid.

But one person is different.

When everyone is dodge.

A person rushed over.

Gino!

This young knight who gradually gained popularity in War God Temple and was recognized by many people.

I saw him lift Deacon into a semi-coma state.

"Can you hear me?"

Gino asked in a low voice.

"Can, can."

"I'm fine."

"No, don't burn me to death."

Deacon is very weak, and his brain is a bit confused, but the instinct to survive makes him express his meaning clearly.

"Relax."

"You will not be burned to death."

Gino promises.

Then, he hugged the opponent by his waist and rushed towards a corner of the cathedral.

Everyone gave way in panic.

But when they saw the back of Mercedes-Benz, they all showed complicated expressions.

Admiration?

Some.

Taunt?

There are also some.

Disdain?

There are still some.

People, always so complicated.

These people are, so are Gino.

As the culprit responsible for all this, his guilt broke out completely after the that person Archbishop ordered the death of the people infected with the plague.

I just want to live!

He kept telling himself.

Then, go to pray for the that person Bishop and let him take care of those who are infected with the plague.

Atonement?

Not at all.

But Gino knows that he will feel better in doing so.

Moans and groans are everywhere in this corner.

This used to be one of War God Temple's material warehouses. At this time, it was asked by Gino to become a temporary nursing center.

There are nearly a hundred people in it.

Add this to him...

One hundred?

Thinking about Gino heart.

He did not count the specific number of people because he was concerned about the decrease in these numbers.

Squeak.

The heavy wooden door opened.

A few sober people in the warehouse raised their heads, and when they saw the Gino holding them in, they showed a grateful expression on their faces.

Gino smiled.

Then, immediately bow your head.

He dare not look directly at such gratitude.

After arranging the person in his arms into a bed, Gino immediately began to take care of the rest.

Only in this way can his guilt be slightly reduced.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Gino Knight."

Everyone who is taken care of by Gino will thank you as long as you are awake.

Whether it is the noble Priest, or the ordinary Deacon, the Cavaliers, they will all express their sincere thanks.

There is no falsehood.

Because, they know that the youngster in front of them saved them from being burned alive.

Every channel of thanks is like a needle stick, puncturing the heart of Gino.

He feels that breathing has become difficult.

For this, he had to do more.

Then more thanks came.

He tried again to take care of more people.

It looks like a vicious circle.

Of course, only Gino knows.

Other people?

They seemed to see a real knight.

It has noble qualities, like a knight in a biographical novel.

The moonlight enters from the window, and first floor's high brilliance appears on the other party.

A few Priest silently watching all this, sighing softly after looking at each other.

"Compared to him, we are really despicable."

This Priest said so.

No one refuted. The slightly younger Priest wanted to refute, but his lips moved slightly, and he said, ‘This is the order of the Priscilla Master’

They are guards.

Mortol agreed to the request of Gino, but it does not mean that the Privy Council has no precautions.

The other party is very clear how terrible these infectious people are.[.]

A little carelessness is a catastrophe.

Therefore, the necessary measures are inevitable.

Similarly, some hidden commands are also necessary.

For example: the infected person leaves without permission, killing without amnesty.

However, this does not mean that the Privy Council has not actively sought a method.

Know that these are important assets of Your Highness.

As the most loyal believer of Your Highness, he will definitely protect these properties.

So, from the moment of the outbreak of the plague, the privy bishop began to communicate with his Your Highness.

As for the result?

Look at the warehouse where more and more people are infected.

‘War God’, this god’s authority is destined to the opponent’s inability to truly fight against the ‘plague’, unless it takes more power to expel the ‘plague.

Yes...

That's just a lot of money.

A few people are okay.

Want all believers ‘gift’?

It's impossible!

In fact, not to mention all believers, even the Godhood personnel in the Atandin Castle cathedral cannot fully cover the God's Grace.

More importantly, with the advent of the ‘Plague’, that ‘wild beast’ general opponent has become tempting again.

'Trick','Conspiracy' and'Destroy'!

Mortol can clearly hear his Your Highness roar.

There is no doubt that this is the handwriting of that person.

The other party started attacking without hesitation after they chose to unite.

Otherwise, what else can it be?

Everything is too coincidental.

After the explosion of Cheka Bay, Atandin VI fell ill, and then, it was the plague of ‘War God Temple’, one by one, one by one, one after another, which made people unable to cope, as if someone had arranged everything else.

"Is there a that person "spy" around us?"

Mortol guessed.

Although their alliance is not absolute concealment, it is not something ordinary people can know.

And just as the Privy Councillor began to guess who the spy was, there was a knock on the door.

Yes, Cabiao.

Bishop responsible for ‘Dark Hall’.

Another identity is the deputy director of ‘Holy Judgment Office’.

Who is the director?

Besides Mortol, who else might it be?

A black robe with a slightly old face, but both eyes's particularly sharp Cabiao walked in and said very simply.

"Sir, you are too kind."

A sentence without a head and a tail.

Mortol knows what it is.

"Gino is a talent."

"But we can't lose the big things~IndoMTL.com~ And, who can guarantee that the warehouse is safe?"

"Don’t forget that they breathe the same air as we do!"

"It is safest to burn it."

After the voice of Cabiao finished calmly, he looked straight at Mortol.

After a few seconds, the Privy Council sighed.

"It’s yours, Cabiao."

"Yes, Master Bishop."

With a bow, Cabiao turned away.

Looking at the disappearance of Cabiao, the Privy Council sighed again.

"Sorry, kid."

"All this is for the glory of my Lord!"