Louis returns to the apartment.After closing the door, he leaned on the door panel and took a rough breath.He killed the target, but was also badly wounded.

The silver bullet exploded inside his upper arm, creating a large hole-like wound.Although he picked out the fragments of the bullet in time, the flesh around the wound still turned black.He wore special clothes, and the blood was absorbed by the cloth and did not flow to the ground.This made him leave no marks on the road, but it also made his clothes stick to his body, which was very uncomfortable.

I have to deal with it, and the sir may give me other tasks.He thought this way and walked to the bedroom.However, the more he walked in, the more uneasiness in his heart expanded.

He wasn't worried about being spotted by the police or church people—he never missed one.It was a kind of uneasiness that was completely different from the feeling of fear and fear after a murder. It was a premonition that something important was about to be lost.It made his stomach twitch and tingle.

He went into the bedroom and saw his master lying on the couch.At first, he was surprised: this noble and elegant man never came to this small apartment.But when he saw the other person's current appearance clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, and the muscles all over his body tensed up.

The man was very embarrassed, and he didn't even look like a human being.Most of the crimson coat was soaked in blood, turning black.Curved, sharp bony spurs protruded from the outside of the arm, piercing the sleeve.

The back of the opponent's head was facing Louis.He couldn't see the other person's face, but he saw the sharp horns from the position of the other's ears.The opposite horn is exactly the same as the devil.

Louis felt cold all over his body, as if his blood had been frozen, and the cold air spread from his heart and soles to other parts of his body.

what did he seeWhat he regards as his master is not human at all!

The other party coughed a few times and turned over.Now Louis saw the face clearly.The other party was still handsome, even though his lips were covered with foam, this embarrassment only made him look like a prince in trouble.But Luis also confirmed one thing: this was by no means human; no one had black scales on the chin or the sides of the face.Only demons do this.

"Louis, come here." The other party waved with difficulty, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.There was a huge cross-shaped wound on his chest, and black blood was gushing out as his chest rose and fell.

This call not only brought Louis back to his senses, but also completely revived the gratitude, respect and love in his heart.As for the previous fear and defense, it has long since disappeared without a trace.Louis rushed over, fell to his knees, and took the other's raised hand with both hands.The hand was cold and the nails were sharp.

"Sir, what happened? Your injuries are very serious!"

"Yes, dear boy. I know."

"So, why are you here? You should go to the hospital..." Louis realized that he had said the wrong thing: the other party can't go to public places with this appearance. "Perhaps you should ask your wife."

"No," the weak demon shook his head. "Only you, Louis, only you can save me."

Louis replied quickly, "What should I do?"

"I need your heart." Perhaps noticing Louis' frightened eyes, he quickly added: "This is a little painful ritual. I won't die, and you can continue to live. You want it, right?"

Louis was silent for a while.He remembered his only failed assassination attempt.The pastor said to him as he left in a hurry: "I don't know what you've been through. But, even if you choose to stand against the light, don't trust demons. They are not worthy of your trust and will eventually betray your trust. "

The guy in the priest's robe was so frank and sincere that Louis couldn't believe it.

Louis looked at his master in confusion.He couldn't see the other party as his own kind, nor could he see the other party as a demon who was an enemy of humans and light-although the other party was indeed.His master looked at him too.

All of a sudden, the demon let out a weak, mournful sigh. He was clearly angry, but all the sadness in his heart was vented in it.

Almost at the same time as he heard the sigh, Louis no longer hesitated.No matter what is in front of him, it is also the object of his gratitude, awe, and love. "what should I do?"

"Unbutton your clothes and reveal your heart."

Louis complied.He saw the devil's sharp fingers dipped in black blood touching his chest, drawing a hexagram at the heart, and drawing a circle tangent to it.

What does this mean?Louis was secretly puzzled.Before he could think about it, the hand with sharp nails pierced his chest.

It was a pain Louis had never experienced before.He had an illusion that his heart was being held tightly by someone, and it might be crushed in the next moment.A bone-chilling chill swept through his body.

Louis still has a sliver of consciousness.However, he couldn't see anything, the only thing he could hear was his own scream!

With a yell, Louis sat up on the bed.At first he didn't know where he was, then he realized it was a dream.

That's how he sold his soul to the devil.Even if he came back to life, he didn't get rid of them.The signs of those guys came up in this town, it's stamped on that tree.

Sweat flowed into the eyes, making the eyes sore and stinging.Louis raised his hand to wipe his sweaty forehead, and found that his arm was sore and weak.Just one dream left him bewildered and exhausted.

"That must be a very scary nightmare." Roland's gentle voice sounded.

Louis didn't answer.He gasped in shock.The fireplace was turned off before going to bed the night before, and the small bedroom was no longer warm, and the sweat on his body made him even colder, and his body shivered.

The hand was held by Roland.Louis guessed that the other party wanted to comfort him, but he mercilessly shook off the other party's hand.He wanted to make Roland angry and have a big fight—this would make him forget that horrible dream quickly.

Roland still had a good temper and didn't blame Louis for his rudeness. "You should change out of your pajamas, it's soaked in cold sweat. Of course, you can also lie back under the covers and continue sleeping. Two options, which one do you choose?"

Louis chose neither.He lowered his head and looked at Roland.The other party's beautiful eyes shine brightly in the dim environment. "You are so kind. If it was my former partner, I'm afraid he would have lost his temper."

"So only I can stay by your side."

Just based on Roland's tone, Louis could also imagine the other party's smile.The other party shook his hand again, and this time, Louis shook Roland's hand instead. "Do you know the origin of demons?"

"This question is too simple to fail me. Demons were originally part of heaven, but they left because of different ideas."

"It's wrong, not because of different ideas, but because of selfishness." Louis said softly: "Satan has also been an angel, and he is still very close to God. He also praised God's holiness and greatness...but he later decided to sing He himself, took a third of the members of heaven and left. They have all become demons, trying to annihilate the light and devour people's souls. All we have to do is stop them."

"But there are still a lot of people who don't believe in the existence of demons. They prefer to believe that the victim has some disease, because it can be cured by medical means. To be honest, I didn't believe it at first."

"Believe it or not, the devil and God still exist." Lewis paused for a moment, then continued: "The church is annoying sometimes. Missionary speeches are long and annoying, and I hate them too. But I need to protect people. inherent responsibility."

Roland gazed at Louis tenderly, although he was not sure if the other party could see his eyes clearly. "Why are you telling me this?"

"If the friends around me are servants of Satan, I will definitely be his enemy the moment I know the truth. I will."

Roland smiled slightly.

"Hope you remember what I said," Louis said, turning his head to the window.He heard the sound of glass being scraped.

It was still dark outside.But through the thin curtains, Louis saw a pale round object with two symmetrical black holes in the upper half.It seemed to be alive and looking at him.

Louis was bold, but this thing scared him.He quickly reached for the tinder box and struck the fire.Using the light, he found that it was a face with pale skin and pitch black eye sockets.

He knows each other.That was Anna's demon form.His ominous premonition came true, and those guys still haunt him by his side.

"I have to go see the kid." He jumped up, lit the lamp, and dressed quickly.Noticing Roland's calm expression, he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Roland asked in confusion.

Louis glanced at the window again.There was nothing outside but darkness. "Forget what I said."

Louis turned on the lights in the hallway, and immediately cursed.The Satanism-like symbol has spread all over the wooden floors and white walls, like graffiti.

Roland watched all this in surprise. "Who painted these? They look like a mold! If the paint hadn't been running down, I'd think it was stamped!"

"It's not paint, it's blood. It was drawn by that child. You'd better stand back, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you later." Louis put the Bible and the cross on his chest, and walked forward slowly.

With a snap, the long wooden planks of the floor bounced and struck Louis like a weapon.Louis smashed it to pieces with ease.But that was just the beginning: the picture frame hanging on the wall began to shake, then fell to the floor and shattered, sending sharp shards of glass flying everywhere.The wall peeled off slowly, and black and red blood gushed out.

"I wonder how Mrs. Nancy is doing!" Roland exclaimed.

"I hope she faints! It's better for her!" Louis stabbed the bottom of the cross into the blood-red wall.

Everything is still, and the strange things are all eliminated. "It actually works." Louis whispered, walking quickly to the living room.Roland followed him closely.

As Lewis said.When they entered the living room, the pale girl drew the last circle, and the No. 13 sign was completed.At this moment, the floor and walls vibrated violently.

Louis looked at the kid.The girl's eyes turned bright blood red, a little frightening.But he's encountered so many weird things that nothing scares him anymore.

"If you have any other tricks, use them all, I'll wait."

Louis wasn't sure if the other party was listening to him.But not long after the words were finished, with the crisp sound of glass cracking, the room was instantly dark.

All lights exploded.

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