I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 27 Promise You King-level Treatment

"Well done, Hart. Now you understand."

Wyatt patted Hart on the shoulder in encouragement.

Although the "binding" magic that imprisoned Douglas was not entirely from Hart's hand, Wyatt did not mind being an overly "indulgent" teacher. After all, the purpose of this class was to change Hart's cognition and build his confidence.

Seeing Hart's frightened look, Wyatt felt that the result he expected had been achieved. Hart's concept of "holiness" had changed.

This extracurricular practice has achieved the expected results, so next, I have to do what a director should do.

"The Fallen Douglas was sentenced to death by the Inquisition fifteen years ago and was later transferred to the Fourth Fallen Asylum to await execution. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I'm here to carry out the execution."

"When did the church's executioners produce such arrogant people as you? Hahahaha, this really makes me laugh to death. Do you think you are a cardinal?"

"Let me correct you. I am neither an executioner of the church nor a cardinal. I am the new director. I am sorry that I came to the Deep Zone to express my condolences only now." Wyatt turned and raised his voice towards the darkness. "I am glad that you all consciously abide by the management regulations and stay in your rooms obediently. I will come to see you again later."

Wyatt was about to turn his attention back to Douglas when he spotted another presence deep in the darkness.

It is absolutely not allowed for the Fallen in the Deep Zone to leave their cells. Since entering the Deep Zone, Wyatt has found that all the Fallen have been staying in their cells obediently. Only Douglas left the cell after noticing their coming.

So what about the guy who was discovered now? Why didn't he notice that she had left the cell, or was she never in the cell?

"Who is there."

Wyatt waved his hand to dispel the darkness in the corridor, but the cells on both sides were still dark, as if those obedient prisoners had no intention of seeing anyone.

But it was enough that Wyatt spotted the suspicious guy in the aisle.

She was wearing a red coat that didn't fit her body shape. Like Douglas, it was a prison uniform used exclusively by prisoners in the deep cells.

Otherwise she was dressed in a thin white dress, and was not much taller than Dorothy, and as timid as she was tall, so that she fell to the ground with fright as Wyatt lit up the aisle.

Wyatt took a closer look and found that the girl in front of him - at least she looked like a girl - was wearing extremely monotonous colors.

The long white hair, even the eyebrows and eyelashes are white. Only the big watery eyes are normal gold.

In addition, the most noteworthy thing is the pair of horns on her head.

"Dragon clan..."

Wyatt remembered that there was no such prisoner in the deep area. Just when he was puzzled, someone gave an answer.

[Novice mission (stage 1) has been completed. Congratulations on discovering the secret hidden in the Fourth Fallen Shelter]

[Side quest has been opened: The back of "holiness"]

[Task Introduction: You have found a pale dragon girl in the deep area. Her name is Ned. She comes from the Sky City ruled by the dragons. If you can find out why she is infected with the "holy" evil, you may get unexpected rewards.]

[Reward: Depends on the ending achieved]

"Holy" evil? !

This was the first time Wyatt saw the name of a righteous god linked to the word "evil". This was too unbelievable, even Wyatt had never seen it before.

It seems that I don’t know enough about evil spirits, and the same goes for my understanding of the gods.

It was a good opportunity for me to take advantage of the opportunity of becoming an apostle of "evolution" to study what the evil spirit was.

Just as Wyatt's attention was attracted by Ned, Douglas gathered all his strength to break free from the "binding" magic, and the tattered red robe fluttered again. He looked at the door leading to the outside world with obsession. The desire for freedom in his heart had made him put the murderous intention behind.

As long as I leave this damn place, I can embrace a life that cuts my skin and cuts my bones again.

Just thinking about it made Douglas feel his brain tremble, and his level of depravity worsened. "Hahahahaha! I'm free, finally free!"

Douglas flew upwards towards the passage leading to the middle area. His shrill laugh echoed in the narrow room and soon reached the middle area.

He smashed the isolating door with one punch, and the peace of the middle area was broken.

The prisoners who were taking a walk in the activity area all looked at the skinny old man flying in the air. Some young prisoners just felt that there was something wrong with the guy in front of them, but the prisoners who had been serving longer sentences recognized the red robe on Douglas.

"The prison uniforms of the prisoners in the Deep Zone? How is that possible? How could a prisoner from the Deep Zone escape?"

"Old man John, what did you say? Those are prisoners from the Deep Zone? You better be kidding!"

"A worn prison uniform, a skinny body... Yes, it's Douglas!"

The old Fallen who recognized Douglas was already frightened by this guy, but luckily there was still a mark on his body, so the evil spirit didn't make any movement.

Douglas took a deep breath of the air in the middle layer, and it was so long that his eyes went dark.

"The breath of fresh life, all kinds of evil smells... I haven't smelled it for more than ten years. I feel like I'm shaking."

Just as Douglas was intoxicated, he suddenly found that his body was pierced by red spikes.

This body has long been unable to feel pain. As for these red thorns, Douglas is just curious about their origins.

It seemed to be made of blood, and not just any blood.

"Adela! Don't attack him with blood!!"

Old John yelled at Adela, but it was too late.

"Ah - it's vampire blood... it's of good purity... or it's the evil spirit of "Disaster", this kind of evil spirit is the most delicious!"

The blood thorns were gradually absorbed by Douglas, the color on his face began to turn rosy, and his skinny body began to return to normal.

Several tentacles with sharp teeth at the ends grew out of the palms of Douglas's hands. These were his mouthparts for hunting, and once bitten, he would never let go.

"Run! We can't handle the prisoners in the deep zone. The Fourth Institute is about to be destroyed! Quickly..."

Before Douglas's mouthparts could move, two thin swords emitting white light fell from the sky, pierced Douglas' palms directly, and flew downwards with unstoppable force, causing Douglas to fall from the air and kneel on the floor.

The wound on the palm of the hand emitted white smoke from the burn. The burning sensation was far more painful than the "binding" magic just now.

"I let you run away without paying attention. Fortunately, you haven't started to hurt anyone yet."

"It's you, the new director... Hahaha, you're quite courageous. Not only did you not run away, you even came to me on your own initiative. You don't really think you can execute me, do you?"

"Crazy murderers are really just brainless idiots. You haven't touched flesh and blood for fifteen years. Why do you still think you are the nightmare that dominates the North?"

"Then come and try! Even if the Cardinal wants to kill me, it won't be that easy!"

"He is indeed an idiot."

Above Douglas' head, holy light gathered into a giant sword two stories high.

Douglas looked up at the giant sword and felt fear for the first time in his life.

"I promise you the treatment of a king."

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