The Devil’s Cage Chapter 48: Come on

"Talk?" Kieran smiled.

It was a smile from the heart.

The miser saw the smile of an unowned gold mine.

"What are you talking about?" Kieran asked slowly.

"I will give you unexpected benefits!" "My knowledge, my collection, can give you!" The other party said urgently.

But Kieran shook his head.

"Don’t use such empty words to slap me, and don’t lure me with things you can’t see." "What I need is real, specific, and benefits that can be seen!" Did you?" "You think about it, I hope that when I appear here again, you have come up with something that will impress me.

"Said, Kieran pulled a corpse's coat, wrapped two boxes, picked it up, turned around and left.

Kieran ignored the shouts in his ears.

Because, Kieran knows that the longer it is dragged, the better it will be for him.

When is a prisoner imprisoned for a long time, what is the most troublesome time? It is not a dark imprisonment career.

Instead of knowing that there is hope to leave, you must stay in that dark place.

This taste is extremely uncomfortable.

Kieran is confident that it only takes a few days and Anseland will show real sincerity.

Similarly, he also needs a few days to deal with Anseland.

Kieran is not naive, thinking that after many conflicts with a god, he may still end peacefully.

Even the resurrected spirit.

The essence of the other party being a **** will not change.

Once the opponent is out of trouble, it must be the beginning of a battle.

So, Kieran must prepare something.

At least, he has to create enough favorable conditions.

Besides these two reasons, those who are infected by the plague will be unable to sustain it.

The Kieran heart apologizes for the innocent people who were caught in the fire at these city gates and were affected by the fish.

In the context of raising hands, he does not mind giving help to the other party.

... "Doctor! Doctor!" The little girl's clear cry was filled with anxiety, panic and fear.

Beside her, her mother has long been in a coma, and patches of blue and black appear on her face and hands, and her father has just fainted.

Leave the little girl alone.

Op, traveling through the crowd, quickly noticed the bad situation on the little girl’s side.

Even in many patients infected with the plague, the situation of the little girl is extremely rare.

Op walked over quickly.

"Children, don’t worry, I will take care of them.

"Oupun, who had learned medicine from the old nun, comforted the girl, with a soft voice, a kind face, and the same line with the old nun.

"Will they be alright?" the girl asked.

"Yes!" "I assure you!" Op nodded vigorously, trying to make him look more reliable.

But in Op both eyes, there are strong concerns.

Worry about the future.

Worry about the passing of life.

He doesn’t know if that person’s plan will be successful, but he knows that after a while, there will be a large area of ​​death.

The plague spreads faster than he thought.

And lethality is far beyond his imagination.

Even if he tried his best, he could only slightly restrain the speed of the spread of the plague.

Cure? That is impossible.

"Children, come and go there with me!" "You need enough sleep. When you wake up, your father and mother will appear in front of you.

"Oupun comforts the girl.

But when the words fall-Poof! The blue and black markings on the girl's mother's hands and face burst like this.

Smelly liquid splashed inside.

Op held the girl in her arms, blocking the plague-filled liquid with her back.

chī chī scoffs! Corrosion appeared.

'Raven suit' has no effect under the smelly liquid.

The plague-filled liquid penetrated the skin of Op’s back.

Op pushed the girl away.

"Child, stay away from me!" "Come on, take care of this child!" Op shouted loudly, colleagues around him.

Another doctor wearing a Raven suit came over and hugged the crying girl.

"Op, how are you..." "Don't come!" "I'm infected!" Facing the doctor who helped him, Oup quickly waved his hand and he took off the Raven suit directly.

It's useless.

In a flash, a refreshing night breeze came.

Opp took a deep breath.

"Need to use "that".

"He said this, pointing to the barrel of fire oil that was prepared long ago.

"Op!" "It hasn't happened yet..." A female voice came from ‘Raven suit’.

"Things are worse than we thought!" "It is impossible to stop the spread of the plague with the current method, only this step is left... to gather the patients, my executioner needs to go with them first- —At least, this will allow us to stick to more time. During this time, I hope that the teacher can woke up, and only she can solve this plague.

"Op interrupted each other's words and walked towards the barrel of fire oil.

The patient was concentrated.

Op, who opened the barrel of fire oil, poured the fire oil around him, drowned himself from head to toe, and then picked up the torch that had not been ignited.

Looking at Op’s movements, the female doctor holding the girl cried out.

"Dawn Goddess, have you seen all this?" "I beg you to pity Op!" "He shouldn't bear such pain!" the female doctor choked.

The girl in her arms suddenly broke away from the female doctor’s arms at this time, and rushed into the range soaked in fire oil and rushed to her father and mother.

For children.

What else is more important than parents.

Life and death.

Not important to them.

It's far behind the parents.

Op looked at the crying girl crawling on her unconscious parents, and Op’s movement froze.

"God, how cruel you are!" the surrounding doctors and the families of the infected plagues exclaimed again and again.

"God!" "Please let everything go back to normal!" "We don't want to see hell!" praying one after another.

Disorganized.

But they are consistent with each other.

They are brought together and turned into the original idea: good.

Goodness, gathering compassion and kindness.

The beauty of the world is gathered.

It also makes everything in front of you look more cruel.

The OP of stiff finally chose to light the torch.

Because, as a doctor, he knows clearly that this is the right thing to do.

"Sorry!" "If there is an afterlife, I'm willing to pay you a penalty!" Op said, looking at the little girl~IndoMTL.com~ Then, he watched the world he was in for the last time.

The torch fell.

However, the fire did not appear.

A bland voice came--"Hell shouldn't be in the world.

""fiery flame belongs to hell.

""The light comes from the world.

"The voice fell and a beam of dazzling light pierced the dark night sky, shining on the whole St. Paolo School.

Kieran stepped out of the light.

Rusty Dragon said that PS is the second best~ faster than expected.

Now, Fatty Dragon is going to sleep! In the future, a good boy who eats less, eats more exercise, and goes to bed early and gets up early!