The Devil Inside

Alan left the corpses on the ground, smashed the last iron door with his bare hands, and saw the sunlight.

He raised his head, feeling particularly relaxed.

It's not because of seeing the light of day again, but because of - power.

He turned around, looked at the man in a white coat following behind him, and said, "I need a sword."

The man in the white coat smiled and said, "Your sword is in the City Lord's Mansion. It's not easy to get it back. If it's another sword of the same specification, come with me to see the High Priestess. She has many good swords."

"Then let's go to the City Lord's Mansion. My sword is not very valuable, but I have feelings for it."

Alan smiled, he was unscrupulous.

Chapter 141 #140 Sharpness (Two in One)

“It’s really weird”

The streets were deserted, and there wasn't a single Codex warrior to be seen.

No.

Not only the Code Warriors, but everyone else seemed to have disappeared.

The man in the white coat walked on the street, and the only sound was the wind whistling in his ears.

He looked around and asked suspiciously, "Sword Ghost, do you feel that there seems to be no one here."

"It's not as if, there is really no one here."

Sword Ghost looked at the two-story building beside him. It was the Floating City Security Office. Arendelle was under martial law, but there couldn't be no one on duty in the Security Office.

The sword ghost raised his arm, and the silver-white sword energy whizzed out, cutting the Security Bureau in half.

It's like an autopsy.

Through the cross section, the structure of the Public Security Bureau can be seen. The white coat saw that there was no one inside, and there was a cup of steaming coffee on a desk. The people in the bureau had just evacuated.

Sword Ghost Alan added: "I can sense that there is no one around."

“—This shouldn’t happen.”

The man in the white coat shook his head.

The city is under martial law and everyone is required to stay at home in quarantine. This is already a very serious situation.

Organizing all personnel to evacuate would be a more serious situation than home quarantine, and Arendelle would not make such a decision lightly.

Could it be that the City Lord's Mansion received some information that led to this judgment?

Alan turned to look at him with a smile on his face: "Evacuating people means that Arendelle has realized that there will be a big battle in the floating city. And it is a high-level battle that may affect the whole city. There is no need to avoid the answer in your heart. Things are already very clear: Arendelle has noticed you, the 'high priest' you mentioned."

"This is impossible!"

The man in the white coat was still questioning and he was unwilling to admit the facts.

It doesn't matter.

Alan doesn't care about that.

Relying on his "intuition", he quickly arrived at the City Lord's Mansion. As if he had been in and out of this place countless times, he was familiar with it and soon found his sword and uniform in an office.

White coat, heavy heart.

As he walked along, he thought that Alan was right. Evacuating the people must mean something big happened. The High Priest might have been exposed. The Lord of Arendelle, that Sambo, was preparing to launch an attack.

The situation may be very serious.

He said, "Mr. Sword Ghost, I will take you to see the High Priest."

"I'm not interested in her."

Alan drew his sword, his face reflected on the shiny blade.

His face was calm and his eyes were firm.

The man in the white coat smiled and said, "Sir Sword Ghost, are you awake? You have accepted the power of the Demon Lord.

You are already a "follower of the evil god"! You don't think the witch-hunting agency will accept you, do you? Accept you, a "fallen human being"?

Alan glanced sideways and smiled silently.

Zi Dagua believed that the person in front of him did not face the reality.

Maybe he became stupid from practicing sword skills and doesn't understand his current situation.

He continued: "Let go of your naive fantasies, it's time to say goodbye to your past. Let's,

Lead the noble demon of sin to descend! This is your only way to be redeemed! "

Alan finally spoke up: "You really don't understand at all."

"..-.What?"

"Nothing. From the beginning to the end, you and I are two different people. The Great Sin Demon gave me power, and I am grateful; but this does not mean that I have to be loyal to him. I will not work for the evil god. You have made a wrong calculation."

no-

The man in the white coat was stunned.

Fallen humans, in general, have no choice.

Mainstream society does not accept them, everyone is hostile to them, and the magic power that is always expanding and never stops is the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, which will fall one day.

Because destruction is already certain, indulgence is a trait common to all fallen human beings.

However, if you indulge yourself, it is easy to expose yourself.

Therefore, fallen human beings usually stick together. Staying together with people who have the same experiences and the same despair is a helpless yet inevitable choice for all fallen human beings.

Zi Dagua believed that Alan would be no exception, even though he had amazing fighting ability.

He calmed himself and said, "Lord Alan, you just fell. I think I need to teach you some common sense."

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Without the protection of an organization, you will soon be exposed; you also don’t know how to suppress or delay the erosion of magic power, and it won’t be long before you are blown up by the magic power and turned into an irrational bloodthirsty beast!

"Join us, be with us. This is the only way you can choose. You are a member of the Witch Hunting Agency. I thought you understood this."

"Of course I understand this, but you don't understand me."

It is a mistake to accept the power of the demon of sin.

Alan was depressed and unwilling to give in at that time. The power of the sin demon was very special. It tempted Alan's rage and made him make an irrational choice.

At this moment, he was much calmer.

As a "Sword Ghost", Alan's character is much tougher than that of ordinary engravers.

He has the open-mindedness to go with the flow, but also the determination to make progress. He is more self-centered.

Savage character.

After understanding his situation, he was not panicked or regretful, he just made a decision.

"What do you mean?"

The white coat asked.

Alan picked up the dark blue headquarters uniform on the table, shook it off, and put it on.

He slapped the epaulettes with three black stars on his shoulders, looked at the white coat, and said, "I will not serve the devil of sin. I will go find the black wizard and fight her. I will be killed by her, or I will kill her and then commit suicide.

This is my best ending. Please thank the High Priest and the Demon Lord for giving me the opportunity to wash away the humiliation."

"and many more!"

Seeing Alan was about to leave, the man in the white coat shouted!

Are you kidding me?

Giving you power and allowing you to fall, is it so that you can "wash away the humiliation"?

Becoming a member of the organization and contributing to the return of the great sin demon is what the sword ghost should do!

Alan stopped and turned his head halfway: "What do you have to say?"

Facing his extremely cold gaze, the man in the white coat dared not say a word.

"I don't think so."

Alan adjusted his gaze with a smile on his face and was about to walk out when he suddenly saw someone.

He was wearing a pure white cloak, holding a staff in his hand, and was only about 1.5 meters tall.

He is a sorcerer.

Alan smiled and said, "I call you senior, why are you here?"

The sorcerer's golden eyes were emotionless, as cold as a snake's pupils: "As a member of the headquarters, you were bewitched by the evil spirit! You accepted the magic power and your soul was corrupted. You are so disappointing."

"I see. You put little bugs on me and have been watching me."

Alan smiled with a frank look.

He added: "I will explain the matter of corruption to you and the organization. It is nothing more than redeeming my life. Senior,

Please move aside. I want to get my dignity back from the Black Mage.

The Gu Sorcerer stood firm and said, "What if I don't allow it?"

"Then I'll kill you too! I have to give myself an explanation! That woman, the Black Mage, she crushed everything I had. This is not how I should end!"

Alan's face was visibly distorted.

Facing his "predecessors", he lost his composure.

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he revealed his inner struggle and... rage.

In the silence, a hint of pity emerged in Gu Shutu's cold eyes.

It's not that he can't understand Alan's feelings.

As a "veteran member" of the witch-hunting agency, the sorcerer has a very long life and a peaceful mentality.

But if someone stepped on his head, his mood would not be as calm as a lake.

The engraver, who is always fighting and killing, how is it possible that he doesn't have any blood in his bones!

The difference is that some people take revenge immediately, while others endure and wait for ten years. Obviously, Sword Ghost Alan is the former.

"Why is this so?"

The sorcerer said.

"..—It's easier to talk while standing."

Alan really didn't want to argue, so he simply drew out his sword and pointed at the Gu Sorcerer: "You are a senior. Get out of the way."

He was so annoyed that he could not bear it, so he just said this.

The sorcerer slowly shook his head: "You have been possessed by a demon."

court death.

Alan said nothing more. A murderous intent filled the air. The base of the porcelain potted plant in the room shattered and black soil splashed.

The man in the white coat felt stuffy in his chest, even breathing became difficult, and his vision went dark.

The three-star combat specialist at the headquarters possesses terrifying power, and Alan's combat power is at the top level.

At this moment, he was going all out. The killing intent alone could affect ordinary engravers. If he looked directly at the white coat,

I'm afraid it will cause him to...explode and die.

Sorcerer.

Alan knew it.

He is a veteran of the witch hunting organization, with considerable talents and cunning methods. The headquarters is impressed by his fighting ability and tries its best to invite him to join.

But that was in the past.

Forty years ago, Lord Amitus took office as the "Director General" and began to implement the "Spring Farming Plan", devoting all his efforts to perfecting the engraver training system.

Since then, the quality of the headquarters' fighters has improved dramatically.