People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

The sewage beneath our feet, contaminated by this force, began to boil, releasing murky bubbles.

If an ordinary person were standing here at this moment, their brain would be completely mutated by the demonic power within seconds, turning them into a lower-level demon who has lost their mind and only has bloodlust.

Soon, the mass of flesh transformed into a humanoid demon covered in barbs.

The demon's appearance was covered with withered, dark green skin, and its head resembled that of a skinned wolf, without lips or a chin, its sharp teeth exposed to the air, dripping with saliva.

It has four thick arms, each ending in a sharp claw, and its entire body exudes the aura of a high-ranking demon.

"Hmph, finally revealing their true form."

Suren's gaze was icy, and as he crossed his hands, the twin antler blades slid into his palms.

The passage was too narrow, making the Deer Blade more suitable for combat in this terrain.

The demon roared and its four arms flailed wildly in the air as it lunged at Suren.

Instead of retreating, Suren advanced.

"Bang!"

The double blades and claws clashed violently, exchanging blows rapidly and repeatedly, the sound echoing throughout the passage.

The clash between the two generated a shockwave that instantly blew up the sewage in the passage, turning it into a curtain of water.

Suddenly, a white mist began to spread through the sewer.

In the thick fog, Pyramid Head appeared like a ghost behind the demon, his heavy blade cleaving through the air as he slashed fiercely at one of the demon's lower arms.

"Clatter".

The arm fell into the water, and green blood gushed out.

"roar!!!"

The demon roared in pain and reacted with lightning speed, throwing a powerful backhand punch at Pyramid Head, but it passed right through Pyramid Head's figure and landed on the concrete wall.

"boom!"

A large crater was smashed into the wall, and the water pipe hidden inside the wall was burst, spraying out a high-pressure stream of water.

Taking advantage of the moment when the demon was distracted, Suren combined his two swords, held the bow in his left hand and drew the string with his right, his entire body surging with magical power and pouring it into the deer bow.

An arrow, as thick as a baby's arm, rapidly gathers its power on the bowstring.

The purple arrow suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding environment and highlighting Suren's slightly pale face.

The instant the arrow is fully charged—

He suddenly released the bowstring, and the arrow shot through the air!

The magic arrow carried a terrifying pressure, causing the sewage on the ground to be pushed to both sides, forming a trajectory.

The next second, the arrow struck the demon's body, blasting out a hideous bloody hole.

The demon was blasted to the ground. It looked down at the wound on its body. From its green skin and muscles, many tiny tentacles extended, seemingly trying to forcibly heal the wound.

It stood up again, just as it was about to roar once more to vent its anger.

Under the cover of the arrows, Suren flew swiftly close to it.

He used the wall for leverage and leaped into the air, pouring the remaining magic power in his body into the twin blades crossed in front of him.

In mid-air, a deadly cross slash formed, rapidly striking the demon.

The human and the demon passed each other by, and Suren half-squatted on the ground, panting slightly.

Behind him, the demon's body twitched a few times, made a few "hoarse" sounds, and then its body split open, neatly divided into four parts.

Thick, green blood stained the sewage in the sewers.

The system notification sounded in his mind, but Su Lun suppressed it and ignored it for the time being.

He wiped the blood off his double blades, looked at the demon's mangled body on the ground, and pondered to himself.

Ultimately, it was just a mindless demon that acted solely on instinct.

If it were in an open field, it might be able to use those unpredictable demonic abilities to entangle and fight it.

However, in such a narrow underground passage, its massive size became a burden, turning it into a sitting duck.

Just as Suren was about to put away his weapon and throw Miles's corpse and the demon's remains into Silent Hill...

A steady series of footsteps slowly echoed from the darkness at the other end of the tunnel.

Suren's expression hardened slightly.

The man who arrived was heavily pregnant and wore a brown police uniform.

It was the same sheriff who had stopped their bread truck at the town's crossroads before.

The sheriff stopped ten paces away, his pupils gleaming with golden light, his entire body radiating a holy aura, and he looked coldly at Suren.

"Hand over this demon's corpse, and I'll let you leave alive since you didn't cause any trouble."

The sheriff's attitude was extremely arrogant, as if this were a great favor to Suren.

Suren narrowed her eyes, stepping on Miles's corpse, and retorted, "You knew all along that Miles was a vessel for the demon?"

No, I'm not sure.

The sheriff said expressionlessly, "He doesn't have any demonic scent on him, completely evading our detection. But because he's been killing people so frequently, the council sent me to investigate this anomaly."

"I just didn't expect these filthy bugs to be hiding so well."

"Now, hand it over to me. The Angel Council will handle everything afterward."

"Humans, no... you freaks are not worthy of touching these things."

"So, just because you couldn't detect the scent of a demon, even if this deranged serial killer slaughtered the entire town, you angels wouldn't care?"

"Surren asked, his tone mocking," he said.

"Human beings are born, grow old, get sick, and die; all of this is predetermined fate."

The angel's tone was completely calm: "We never interfere in the squabbles of ants."

"What's your name?"

Suren suddenly asked a strange question.

The angel was slightly taken aback, though he didn't know why this strange being would ask such a meaningless question.

But he only thought the other person was scared.

The angel slightly raised his chin and said loudly:

"I am Augustus, a seventh-ranking patrolman under the Angelic Council!"

"What a load of rubbish, never heard of it."

Suren's eyes flashed red. He was a nobody named Karami, and it seemed he didn't have any powerful connections.

That makes things much easier!

A blur, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed across the sheriff's body like lightning.

"Pfft—"

Blood suddenly appeared.

The sheriff's limbs were severed at the root in an instant, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Only then did the noble angel finally realize what was happening.

He stared in shock at the fading afterimage, instinctively turning his head to try and find Suren's true form.

With this twist, his torso detached directly from his limbs, lost his balance, and fell into the water.

Suren flicked the blade, walked up to him, and looked down at him.

"So weak."

The angel did not scream and beg for mercy like an ordinary person.

He struggled to raise his head, his golden pupils filled with humiliation and anger.

"How dare you harm a noble angel?! The Council's wrath will reduce you to ashes! If you have the guts, kill me now!"

Suren looked at him and scoffed, "I won't kill you."

"Kill this body, and your soul will return to heaven."

"Then you'll come back to take revenge on me."

Upon hearing this, the angel, whose thoughts had been exposed, froze instantly, his golden pupils contracting sharply.