One Thousand Three Hundred and Three: The Price of Friendship
"Okay, thank you godfather." Mengka was eager to give it a try. He walked over excitedly, picked up the items in the box, and with the help of others, put them on his wrists.
Kaka...
With a few clear clicks of the ring rubbing, the prop was fixed on his hand.
"Ohcool" Mengka sighed with his eyes widened. Looking at the two buttons on his wrist, he asked curiously: "Godfather, what are these two buttons?"
The previous approval document had already stated how to use this thing. Yan Wan said without raising his head: "The white one is the halo sensor. The red one is the sacred arrow."
This wristband is actually similar to a sensor. The white button activates a sensor loop that detects fluctuations in demonic energy. If detected, the wristband will sound an alert.
The red button shoots an energy arrow from the wrist guard, which is similar to a firearm bullet.
The energy of this thing comes from the blood of the wearer. It is said that the core blood crystal of a vampire is embedded inside, which is used as a medium to drive the operation of the props.
No matter which one of the two functions, the strength is determined by the amount of blood. In other words, the more blood is absorbed, the larger the range of the induction circle will be, and the stronger the attack power of the sacred arrow will be.
"Hey, it hurts a little..."
Mengka grinned. After pressing the white button, he felt many small thorns drilled out close to the skin and pierced into the flesh.
As the blood is absorbed, the red lines on the surface of the prop gradually light up. Then a touch of blood instantly sprayed out from the small hole on the wrist guard, covering the surrounding area for several meters.
Unexpectedly, amid everyone's puzzled expressions, the compass-like thing on the wristband quickly spun with a piercing cry.
Mengka panicked a little and looked at Yan Wan for help: "What, what's going on?"
Yan Huan instantly raised his head, put down the brush, and came to Mengka with a straight face, his eyes fixed on the wildly rotating pointer: "Is there anything wrong with this thing? Is there a demon here?"
Finally, just a few seconds. The speed of the pointer gradually slowed down, and it was firmly nailed in one direction...
"Smith? No..."
Yan Wang pulled Mengka and tried to move a few steps left and right. He looked where the pointer pointed, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "Freeman? Not... could it be..."
He suddenly coughed, touched the end of the wrist guard, pressed the switch, and took the thing off Mengka's hand. He pretended to be relieved and said: "Go back and tell them that there is something wrong with this thing and let them check it carefully." one time."
However, Yan Wan's words did not make anyone else take any action.
Although Yan Wan moved quickly, they still saw the scary red pointer pointing in the direction where there was only one person, the owner of the house... Matthew.
Matthew?
He was once one of the bishops of the Holy See!
Why does the pointer point to him?
Is he a devil?
The atmosphere gradually dropped to freezing point, and people subconsciously held their breath, casting suspicious glances at the ugly-faced Matthew from time to time.
Is Matthew a demon?
The emergence of this question was accompanied by... the memories of their time with Matthew.
Some things, when they happen, feel normal. But once you analyze it afterwards, you will find many doubtful points that are not doubtful points.
For example, Matthew suddenly resigned as bishop. At that time, I searched for the lurking demon in the Holy See, but found nothing...
In the past, everyone thought that maybe the devil was hiding too deeply, or there was no devil hiding in the Holy See at all. Matthew, the person who carried out all this, just felt guilty and abdicated.
But today it came to light.
Everyone subconsciously recalled a point that they had never paid attention to - what if Matthew was the devil? If the thief shouts "catch the thief", will the thief be caught?
Yan Wang looked around at the crowd with a sullen face, and said word for word: "I said, there is something wrong with this thing. You need to take it back and re-adjust it. Don't think nonsense, and it's best not to talk nonsense."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly, they looked at each other and lowered their heads, averting their gazes and not daring to speak. In the past few years, even if they have not seen Yan Wan's methods with their own eyes, they have heard about it.
"Are you trying to protect Matthew?"
His words inexplicably made these people more suspicious.
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After this incident, the next activities will naturally not be able to proceed. In the weird atmosphere, everyone said goodbye one after another and left here quickly.
Bang
Close the door.
Yan Wan leaned against the table, lit a cigarette and asked quietly: "What's going on? Matthew, you know, I want to hear you tell the truth, not..."
Matthew grimaced and whispered: "As you can see, I... am a devil."
Yan Wan's fingers trembled as he held the cigarette, and the ashes rolled down his clothes and fell to the ground. He opened his eyes wide as if he couldn't believe it, and his gaze fell on Matthew's face like a searchlight: "When did it happen?"
"Just a few days before I became a bishop." Matthew asked Yanwan for a cigarette for the first time, tasting the pungent smell, and sighed: "That night, I..."
Yan Huan rubbed his eyebrows and murmured to himself: "So, you were framed? What are the benefits of framing you? Will no demons touch you in the future?"
Suddenly, he paused slightly and raised his eyes to make contact with Matthew: "Could it be that he wants to push you out and use you as a scapegoat?
If you are a devil and you are exposed, then our attention will be on you and we will not think that... in fact, there is a real devil hidden in the secret. "
Matthew lowered his eyes, smoked, and said nothing. He just listened quietly to Yan Wan's analysis.
Yan Wan also fell silent. He didn't say any nonsense like "Follow me to the Holy See and explain it to others." Let's not talk about whether anyone believed this explanation.
Even if some people believe it, as Matthew is a devil, will the Holy See, which is against him, still accept him as before?
Yan Wan suddenly said: "So, the key to the gate of hell is still in your hand?"
"Yes, but it has no energy." Matthew smiled bitterly, stood up and walked to the bookcase, and took out the key to the door of hell hidden in a book.
"What are you going to do?" Yan Wan opened his mouth and asked softly without turning his head.
It has been exposed.
What else can be done?
run!
Leave here as soon as possible, leave the City of Hope, and leave the area controlled by the Holy See.
"Take Mengka and leave here."
Yan Wan stood up, took something out of his arms and handed it to him: "Take the key to the gate of hell and find it in Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. There are demons lurking in the Holy See. Only if you take it away will it be completely safe. And You...seem to be unable to live without it now."
Demons need to kill and devour creatures to replenish the energy they consume, otherwise over time, their consciousness will be completely infected by the power of hell.
Matthew has never done this. Of course, he has been able to preserve his sanity until now by relying on the energy in the key to the gate of hell and his own tenacious willpower.
If he left the key, he might not be able to survive for long.
"But..." Matthew looked at the thing in his hand blankly, his eyes were sore, as if something was about to flow out uncontrollably.
This is the Knights Templar, the badge of the leader. With it, no one in the entire City of Hope has the power to stop Matthew.
But, same thing.
Give this badge to Matthew, and when he leaves the City of Hope, what will happen to Yan Wan... at the very least is dismissal, demotion, or even being imprisoned in a cell, where he will not be able to get out for the rest of his life.