Purple Sweet Potato Essence’s Beautiful Comic Journey

Paul sat up suddenly from the hospital bed and looked at the priest in front of the hospital bed who was wearing a black robe and a shiny cross around his neck, breathing heavily.

The priest savored the gnawing and neighing evil seed bite by bite, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

There was no one else in the ward, and the priest's eating seemed gentle, but it really made Paul's hair stand on end—after all, those "evil seeds" looked like humanoid creatures the size of grapes, and they were eaten bite by bite. Biting, and then screaming, was panicking.

After shivering, Paul focused his attention on the priest's face, and was taken aback for a moment—isn't this the same Father Charlie he saw in the church this morning?

The priest also ridiculed him in the confessional and even told him to die.

Why is he here?

Those three evil little things seemed to want to grant him superpowers just now, and the price must have been terrible, so, in fact, the priest came to save him?

"Lost lamb, I didn't expect you to be quite attractive." After eating the evil seed, Father Charlie took out a bright red handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and said with a smile: "I am sorry for the previous one." Rude apology... You are not useless, at least for me, you are very useful."

This is not an apology that can be corrected if you know your mistakes, but a self-deprecating self-deprecating mistake.

I thought he was just a useless and honest person, but unexpectedly, he would be the only ordinary person in this international metropolis who could attract evil species to come and seize his home.

The priest's own "nightmare" ability doesn't have much effect on Paul, and the magnified evil is limited. After all, Paul is really a good guy.

But if it is used as "fishing" bait to catch evil species, that is a different story.

Originally, individuals can be parasitized by evil species, but why did a strange light red rainstorm some time ago turn the entire New York citizen into "unqualified people"?

So, Paul, who used to be an ordinary good guy, is now a favorite.

Isn't it?Thanks to Paul, Father Charlie had a delicious meal just now, and he was so happy that he even apologized.

The priest thought to himself, as long as Paul is caught and raised on his own territory, as long as evil seeds are thrown out of the magic vortex, won't he be able to be caught by Paul as bait in a steady stream?

It's a brilliant plan.

Paul didn't feel any sincerity from the priest's apology, but was taken aback by the greed flickering in the other's eyes.

He subconsciously moved his butt back a few times, but he still couldn't escape the priest's palm and was pushed down by the priest.

Just as Paul was about to yell, he saw the priest put his index finger on his lips and made a "shh" gesture. In an instant, Paul couldn't open his mouth, and his vocal cords couldn't make any sound.

"Don't be afraid, Lamb of God." The priest said as he tore off Paul's hospital gown, revealing the narrow wound on his abdomen that had just been sutured.

Paul was terrified and didn't know what this perverted priest wanted to do.

The priest stretched out his palm and pressed it on Paul's wound.

The severe pain caused cold sweat to break out on Paul's forehead, but he struggled weakly, his throat was still unable to make a sound, and he couldn't even cry out for pain.

After experiencing the body trembling like sifting chaff, the pain gradually disappeared, and Paul's body also returned to freedom. He looked down, and the ugly stitched wound on his abdomen disappeared completely like a giant centipede, and no more injuries could be seen Mark of.

"You..." Although he was able to speak, Paul couldn't say anything.

He was certain that he should have been involved in an abnormal and mysterious vortex.

"Come with me, this is your reward." The priest said with a smile.

Well, a very common means of grace.

"I...I don't want this kind of reward." Paul bravely said: "If...I mean if, if you can help me find Pete, my son, then whatever you want me to do !"

The priest frowned slightly. After he became a demon, he became more and more impatient. This human being actually bargained. What capital did he think he had here to negotiate terms?

Helping him heal his wounds was just a symbolic gesture. The priest who thought he was elegant, just didn't want his eating to look ugly.

This good-for-nothing who lost his son, is he really treating himself like a green leaf?

The priest didn't want to talk nonsense any more, and spat out a mouthful of black mist towards Paul. Paul was caught off guard and almost inhaled it all into his lungs.

After a few seconds, the pleading look on Paul's face disappeared and was replaced by a numb face.

Like a puppet, he followed the priest out of the ward, step by step.

In the corridors of the wards and in the halls of the hospital, patients and medical staff were lying everywhere.

They were all covering their hearts, their faces were full of pain, their legs were twitching, and they looked like they were in a nightmare.

Indeed, they were in a nightmare.

This is the unique ability of the evil seed that fused with the priest.

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Speaking of evil species, Qian Song has handled 3 of them.

The first one was taken out of the clown's stomach when he was eliminated before, and was fed to the three-legged crow by Qian Song as bird food;

The remaining two were the latest ones thrown out of the magic vortex and caught when passing by the purple sweet potato clone.

Qian Song has done a lot of research on the magical creatures in the Marvel universe.

Vampires, symbiotes, ancient gods, and even Galactus were all carefully "examined" by Qian Song.

As for demonic creatures, Qian Song had also fought the incarnation of Mephisto, the lord of hell, and even directly sucked an incarnation of Mephisto dry.

However, the "evil species" he held in his hand like two walnuts was different from all the creatures he had "examined" before.

One thing Qian Song can be sure of is that this thing has nothing to do with Mephisto, because the complexity of the structure and the depth of darkness at its core are not comparable to Mephisto.

They must have been affected by something, so that even Qian Song would marvel at their evilness.

Qian Song can only use one word to describe this feeling - "top".

Yes, evil at its purest, top-notch darkness.

Although that guy Mephisto claims to be the "Lord of Hell", there are too many things that belong to humanity in his heart, such as [greed] for delicious souls, such as obtaining [pleasure] by defrauding others , the rule of [order] in hell, even the ability to communicate with humans, and even sign contracts, shows that Mephisto has the commonality of intelligent creatures. Generally speaking, he belongs to the "order and evil" camp.

The dark power among these evil seeds is completely different. It should be the existence of chaos, darkness, evil and all other filthy chaos, which can only be approached when condensed to the extreme.

The purple sweet potato clone penetrated the sharp thorns at the core of the evil seed, and felt only the extreme cold and the chaos that was almost assimilated.