Chapter 424
Evil and darkness disappear like tides.
At the door.
Claulia and Qiaolan hugged their brother's arms tightly, their young bodies trembling.
Ethan's face is pale.
His eyes are covered with crazy bloodshot eyes.
The Adam’s apple squirmed, trying to moisten the dry and stinging throat with saliva, and the voice hoarsely said, "It’s gone?"
According to the "Devil Code" compiled by the hunting group, entrenched In the town of Hydria and the Hell Demon God in the Enfimund Mountains, the level of danger far exceeds that of Devil.
Attribution cannot be specifically measured within the scope of the risk factor.
Never received professional training.
The soul has not been strengthened by the sequence occult.
The spirit of an ordinary person will only end up in two ways when it comes into contact with the existence of this level.
Either, the darkness completely swallows their souls and becomes a container and carrier for devil to walk on the earth.
Either.
He has a mental breakdown and becomes a lunatic on the verge of death.
But.
Ethan.
Even Claulia and Qiaolan, such young children, can survive the attack of Power of Darkness intact.
To some extent, the past he told the three of Cole, and Hydria's secret: the legend of the people of God.
Has a high degree of credibility.
This is also Hydria Town, the place where evil exists truly terrifying.
Even Cole.
Using Seventh Sense, which has evolved twice, is also imperceptible to the abnormal state of the souls of these villagers, which is no different from ordinary people.
Hardy glanced at Ethan.
Turn around.
Heavy steps trampled on mud and puddles, splashing dirt.
Grabbing the young woman who had previously reported Ethan in the vain attempt to flee home, grabbed her by the neck of her clothes and pulled her in front of her, with a fierce expression, threatening, "Take us to Hydelia.
It's better not to be caught by me. You play tricks on the road and lead the way!"
Vera was silent for a moment, walked over to rub the little girl’s head, and then said to Ethan, "We left. In the meantime, you take them to find a safe place to hide.
Some of our supplies are in your home. Take them.
Don’t get here until it’s safe. ..."
The young man showed a difficult smile, interrupted her voice, shook his head slightly, and said, "You are a good person, Miss Vera.
But we can’t escape Yes.
In the Enfimund Mountains, no one can escape its surveillance..."
Speaking.
Ethan looked down towards his younger brother and younger sister, smiled bitterly, and said, "Moreover, there is never safety here.
Unless it is willing to let us go."
Then lifts the head, gazes across Cole and Hardy, helplessly said, "I have accepted my fate many years ago, demon-hunter.
You can't win it.
p>Accept my advice, leave here, struggle and resist, you will only suffer more pain and torture in Hydria."
Sounds full of strong pessimism, just like Enfi The clouds and cold fog that never dissipate in the mountains of Mond.
Claulia and Qiaolan, tenderly sobbing.
It's like freezing rain falling.
Despair, sadness.
The depressed atmosphere, like something unusually heavy, pressed against Vera's chest, making her breathless.
took a deep breath.
Look back at the back of Cole leaving the village.
His eyes became firm, his tone of voice filled with fearless courage, and a serious expression promised, "We will deal with it, Ethan."
Throw down these words.
As in this brief moment, some kind of difficult transformation of life is undergoing.
In the girl, the childishness that has existed so far, the subconscious dependence on powerful existence, and the anxiety of self-doubt fade away.
Really complete a plutocracy daughter.
The transition to a professional demon-hunter.
Gradually, he became hard-hearted, cruel, cruel, and able to be alone.
Ethan stood at the door.
Go through the rain curtain until the silhouette of the demon-hunter disappears into the thick fog.
Claulia lifts the head, her voice is immature, and she cries and wonders, "Big brother, will we die too?"
Facing the little girl’s question.
The youth was silent and silent.
The road from the unnamed village to Hydria is very rugged, even remote.
The road is slippery.
Limited vision.
The non-stop freezing rain.
Cold and damp air.
Night is coming.
Hardy is full of complaints, complaining about the damn weather, and the mud-only wilderness, there is nowhere to rest or light a fire to keep warm.
Vera's body is trembling.
The original red lips have also become pale and bloodless.
Perhaps the heart and soul have been transformed in a real sense, and no emotional fluctuations can be seen on her face.
This time.
System Evaluation: Rune is an essential element for home travel and murder.
Finally came in handy.
Although the weak force of natural elements cannot make Cole transform into a house on the spot, or disperse the rainwater nearby.
But it is more than enough to make a small cave on the mountain that can shelter from the rain.
demon-hunter will not reveal their abilities to anyone.
Neither will it be easy to ask colleagues' secrets.
Light a fire and eat.
Alternative vigil.
At five o'clock in the morning the next day, after being able to see the road clearly, everyone set off in the direction of Hydria.
If the woman named Lisa had not lied, three hours later, they would be able to cross the mountain ridge in front of them and see the small town in the basin.
Four hours later.
Still living in the town of Hydria in the Middle Ancient era, no road has been hardened.
Stone houses with thatched roofs, disordered and in a mess, are scattered all over the mud of livestock excrement.
A huge cathedral full of classical mysteriousism, like a giant beast hovering in the gloom, occupies the very center of the town.
The exquisite statue of the evil beasts of hell biting human beings stands at the highest point.
The dark red tiles, like blood flowing, are laid on the spire of a four-sided pyramid.
On the towering walls.
The four-panel windows are extremely small and depressing.
The stone brick walls built by traditional techniques are soaked in the blood of sinners that cannot be washed away, and the memory of howling bitterly before death.
The huge circular square is lined with three wooden gallows neatly.
The fresh corpse hung on the noose, swinging slowly.
The ashes of the torture frame, under the washing of freezing rain, turbid sewage flowed freely.
Hundreds of townspeople.
Gather in the square.
They look fanatical and worshipful.
Under the guidance of a priest-like woman, she twisted her limbs and repeated strange and unclear language over and over again.
The cruel look of hatred.
Gazed at another woman who was strapped to the torture frame with a painful expression, her eyes and a howling tone, but she was extremely excited.
When the flame, ignoring the rain, ignites strangely on the damp wood.
The raging fire sea.
In an instant, she completely swallowed her body.
In the extreme pain of burning alive, the woman looked up and let out a final cry, "I will usher in eternal salvation! Great..."
The voice was drowned in death .
The sacrificial cultists and townsfolk became more and more enthusiastic in their expressions in this brief moment, shouting that the Lord of Service would bestow them upon them and seek the evil voice of salvation.
After the sacrifice has died.
The flame goes out.
The door of the church slowly opened.
The supreme leader of the Hydrian Order, a man of God's favor.
A young and beautiful woman with profane symbols painted on every inch of her skin, wearing a pure black robe that resembles a nun but is more luxurious and luxurious.
Appeared in front of evil believers.