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It's like being in hell.

The entire space was enveloped by the miserable howls of human beings and the sound of explosions. Calvin stood where he was, feeling the foul-smelling black smoke and the heat wave that almost scalded human skin.

He felt that he should feel sad, but that sad emotion was blocked by something deep in his heart. In fact, at this moment, his thoughts and emotions seemed to be wrapped in thick rubber.The thing called the soul seemed to be wrapped in rubber, and that thing was slowly dying in Calvin's body.

"Father will be angry if he sees this scene."

He heard a voice in his mind repeating these words in a murmur. When he thought of Dr. Holden, his body suddenly became heavy, and the pain in his joints and muscles made him stagger when he walked. .

It was definitely not an easy night. The Adventist faction had their own security forces. The medical staff who were killed at the beginning were probably the ones who tried to call.Calvin got the gun and enough bullets from the two lone security guards.

And you have to know that it is not so easy to light a fire that kills hundreds of people, not to mention that Calvin was not without encountering other people when carrying cleaning agents and pouring accelerants into the ventilation system around the hall. The Adventist members who rushed over because they felt something was wrong, some of them were pastors, and some of them were probably just ordinary staff... Of course, for Calvin, there is not much difference between the two, after all he The response to them was the same—shoot, shoot, and kill them.

Calvin didn't quite remember how many people he had killed. When he stepped over the dead who were still twitching slightly with blood spurting from their wounds, he didn't feel particularly disgusted.

The screams of humans, the heat of explosions, the warmth of blood... everything is so clear, but to Calvin, the world is like a not-so-pleasant nightmare while he is awake, unable to Trapped in control of this dream, unable to wake up.

"...M-15, we have arrived! A fire broke out in the main hall."

The man's voice on the walkie-talkie brought Calvin back to his senses slowly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.Burning black smoke obscured the passage leading to the outer corridor.Calvin could only see a hundred feet away, and it seemed that several figures were shaking.

Calvin lowered his eyes, and pressed one hand on the cold body of the Israeli Uzi submachine gun.Although he hadn't seen the exact appearance of those people, Calvin could already outline the appearance of those people in his mind - each of them was wearing a dark black combat uniform, only a golden cross was inlaid on the neckline, and If he guessed right, the weapons in those people's hands were exactly the same as his.After all, Calvin got this submachine gun from their companions.

These people are probably mercenaries—or members of outsourced security companies. Calvin doesn’t know why Adventists have arranged so many armed personnel in their churches. Some of them are probably innocent people, like Like the workers who work hard every day with their briefcases in this land, they come to the magnificent church of the Adventists, put on weird black uniforms, put on crosses, and carry submachine guns in their hands—for this group of people It is nothing more than a job for people to earn a living.

However, when Calvin thought of this, Isa's face would clearly come to his mind.

【I'm in pain...】The ghost of the painful whisper before dying is generally in Calvin's ears.

Calvin raised his gun at the shadowy figures with a blank expression on his face.

"boom--"

The thick smoke covered Calvin's figure, and those people were not prepared.

The moment the gunshot rang out, a black shadow fell down in response. (For a second, Calvin is thankful that he doesn't have to see the dead convulsing before they die.

"Attacked—"

"Attacked—"

……

The other party immediately issued an alarm, and the moment the figures scattered, the gunshots rang out intensively.

Some bullets hit the wall and the ceiling, shattering bricks and gravel, and a second later, Calvin felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, followed by his side.No matter how numb he was mentally, the physical pain completely occupied all his nerves at this moment. The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and he staggered back two steps before falling backwards to the ground.

He was shot--in contrast to the physical pain, Calvin's spirit relaxed a bit after realizing this.

Anyway, it's all over...

"Boom—"

The moment that thought flashed through Calvin's mind, there was an explosion that was much more violent than any previous one.

In Calvin's consciousness, for at least a few seconds, his world was silent—the explosion sound was too violent, his eardrums might have been ruptured, and some kind of white noise-like sound was cutting back and forth in the center of his brain .Even lying on the ground, Calvin still felt the howling hot wind shave his exposed skin like a razor, and the piercing pain almost covered his gunshot wound.

The world seemed to be turned upside down, and Calvin's thoughts were completely in chaos. Firelight and smoke distorted a dazzling and chaotic abstract painting in his vision. All the colors were made of red and black, shattered Stones and building debris rustled on Calvin's body.

Calvin thought this was all, or rather, this was his end, but a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the smoke, darkness and blood.Those hands were firmly stuck under Calvin's armpits, quickly dragging him into a gap in the wall that was tilted and cracked in the explosion.

"Well……"

Calvin groaned very weakly.

"God*&...￥...*￥#￥What did you do to yourself?!"

Reed's voice sounded a little vaguely—probably because his ears were injured, his voice sounded like it came from Mars...

[Hey, Reed, you should get out of here. 】

Calvin didn't know why Reed was in such a dangerous place (although he was disappointed to realize that Reed's presence made him feel relieved). He wanted to respond to his companion, but he soon found that I can't do this at all.

His body seems to have turned into something of a world, some kind of broken doll or something, his soul and body have been completely separated - although the mind remains awake (at least Calvin himself is thought so), but at this moment he couldn't even lift his head.

Reed's voice was muffled, and Calvin couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could still feel that this weird multiple personality patient was in anger at this moment.

Then Calvin felt himself being picked up.

His vision alternated between darkness and light for a while. He didn't know how long it had passed, but he could only vaguely notice that the air was getting cooler, and at the same time, the stench brought by the burning black smoke was gradually fading away. Reed was leading away from the scene of the fire and explosion.

The injured ear gradually regained a small part of its function, and the sound of muffled explosions and sharp sirens accompanied by horrified screams sounded chaotically.

Calvin coughed, and a sweet and warm liquid came out of his throat.

"Hold on... %￥%... Calvin... hold on..."

Calvin heard Reed talking to him.

There wasn't even an inch of flesh and blood on his body that didn't hurt, hell-like pain.

Thanks to the gunshot wound and the burning pain from the explosion, Calvin gritted his teeth and forced himself to wake up.

Reed seemed to have brought him to a secluded chapel on the podium of the church. The room was dim, with bright spotlights swirling past the arched windows from time to time.

Reed placed Calvin on the ground, and he pressed Calvin's carotid artery with his hands, as if to confirm Calvin's life.

"I... live..."

Calvin's lips trembled, he wanted to say "I'm still alive", but in the end he only came out with two fragmented guttural sounds, and then he coughed because of the blood gushing from his throat, the blood would Reed's crisp suit and white shirt were messed up.

"Calvin, my Calvin, why are you doing this to yourself..."

Reid's handsome face was as white as a ghost, almost transparent.

The unique detachment and composure on him that had always made Calvin faintly feel uneasy cracked like a cracked eggshell and then fell off.

He tore open his suit and punched Calvin's shoulders and waist with dead knuckles.From the point of view of his movements, his technique was clean and neat without any hesitation, but Calvin felt the subtle tremors on Reed's cold fingers in the severe pain that almost completely engulfed his mind.

Reed was shaking.

You could tell he was trying to control himself, but it wasn't helping.

In the darkness, Reed's pupils inlaid on that bloodless white face actually shone bright red.

Calvin's wrapped heart seemed to be pricked by a very thin needle, causing a faint pain.

【Let me leave...】

Unable to speak, Calvin opened his eyes wide, staring into Reed's pupils.

He begged silently, and a moist light appeared in Reed's eyes.

"No, never."

Reed responded to Calvin with a cold and unfamiliar tone, and the moment he spoke, his eyes and expression changed.

Under the dim light, around the dark pupils, the circle of irises was dyed a deep and gorgeous malachite green, and the rare and fragile expression on his face was washed away by calmness and determination.

Fogg appeared.

This was the first time Calvin saw the transformation of Reed's personality.Of course, if it was possible for him to truly understand the real spiritual world of Reed, or "Red Deer", he might be even more shocked by this personality change.

This is an unprecedented transformation.

Red Deer voluntarily gave up control of his body and handed it over to a weaker sub-personality that he deeply envied and hated... This is almost unimaginable, and even completely violates the essence of Red Deer's personality Behavior.

Even Fogg himself was surprised by this. If Calvin's current situation was not too critical, he might want to delve deeper into Red Deer's behavior at this moment... However, Calvin's physical condition It is impossible to allow him to focus on other places.

"It's unbelievable that he let you fall into this situation..."

After checking the condition of Calvin's wound, Fogg said coldly.

Calvin lay dizzy on the smooth parquet floor. He felt his body getting colder and colder, as if he was on the ice sheet of Antarctica.

Fogg let out a vague curse, he held Calvin in his arms, and then he rolled up the sleeve of his suit and stuffed it between Calvin's teeth.

"Hey, Calvin...I've got to stop the bleeding first, it's going to hurt a little, but you'll be fine."

Fogg looked into Calvin's eyes and whispered in a soft voice that the latter had never heard before.

"...It will hurt a little, but it's nothing to you, you can hold it back, and your bleeding will stop soon."

While speaking, Fogg took out the gun from Reed's suit, unloaded the bullet, and sprinkled the smokeless gunpowder on Calvin's wound.

Calvin's breathing became more and more rapid.

Fogg looked at him, and suddenly leaned over, his dry, cold lips touched Calvin's eyelids covered in dust and blood.

"I'll fix you, don't worry."

A whisper with a strong British accent sounded, and then Fogg lit the lighter.

"Bah..."

A ball of fire rose from Calvin's wound, followed by the smell of scorched flesh.

Calvin's body suddenly collapsed into a bow in Fogg's arms, and a painful gurgling sound came from his throat. He convulsed violently and was tightly restrained by Fogg's arms.Sweat burst out of Calvin's pale skin, his teeth almost chewed the fabric of the suit to pieces, with blood oozing between his teeth, and raised blue veins appeared on his forehead.Every muscle in him tensed like a freshly hewn stone, but only for a dozen seconds—after a dozen seconds, he suddenly collapsed into Fogg's arms.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

His long hair was completely drenched with sweat, his face was as pale as freshly hewn marble, and his head was thrown back, revealing the fragile curve of his neck in front of Fogg.In the aftertaste of pain, Calvin's muscles were still trembling slightly and unconsciously, and the fine sweat made his skin shine with a moist luster, while the burned skin was glowing bright pink.Fogg stretched out his hand expressionlessly, brushing Calvin's messy hair behind his ears.

"Look, I said everything will be fine..."

The English doctor continued in that coaxing tone of a child.

What happened next became somewhat hazy in Calvin's memory.

He saw Fogg leave, and when he came back, he had already changed into black clothes with golden crosses inlaid on the cuffs, and he was dragging the corpse of an Adventist mercenary in his hand.

Fogg carefully stripped Calvin naked and put on the mercenary uniform for him.Then he picked up Calvin and led him staggeringly towards the chaotic church door.

Calvin put almost all the weight of his body on Fogg, but the latter still looked relaxed and calm.

The brand-new church, which was majestic and solemn before, has now become a purgatory on earth. The fire in most areas has been extinguished by the firefighters who arrived, and the sound of sirens and noisy people are mixed with the damp water vapor that still retains heat. , blue and red flashes intertwined in the night, the closer to the door, the more people were shuttling back and forth.Calvin raised his head with difficulty, and was somewhat surprised to find that there were several police cars parked on the beautiful lawn in front of the church—and the police officers who got off from above seemed to turn a blind eye to the Adventist mercenaries who were moving around the church.

"Yes, the situation is under control..."

"...we'll work it out."

"do not worry……"

……

As Fogg nonchalantly led Calvin past one of the officers, he heard the officer talking on the walkie-talkie.

"Cough cough..."

Calvin started coughing up blood.

His vision has been completely blurred, and his strength is losing, like a sandcastle under the waves... He is losing consciousness...

And Fogg has already led Calvin away from the gate of the church, and they are walking towards the periphery of the rescue facility - at a place about 300 meters away from the gate of the church, someone has already set up a cordon, some tired, with faces The priest, who still had soot and bloodstains left, was persuading the black believers in the surrounding area within the cordon... It could be seen that the Adventist believers were all terrified. The burning church, praying, begging the pastor to let them in.

"We can help..."

"We can pray, the Son of Light will bless all of this..."

"We will find the person who set the fire, you can't let us just watch this tragedy like this..."

……

The confrontation between the overly religious crowd and the priest made the scene even more chaotic.

Fogg quickly raised his head and glanced at the crowd, a look of satisfaction flashed in his peacock green pupils.

He turned a corner quietly and led Calvin towards the gap between several rescue vehicles.

"Hey, You--"

Someone suddenly shouted behind Fogg.

Fogg stood still abruptly, and after he stood still for a few seconds, he slowly turned his head.

A man in the uniform of a rescuer stood there, staring at Calvin, who was completely unconscious on Fogg's shoulder, and said, "God, you need help, the ambulance isn't there—" He then turned towards the crowd Turning his head and opening his mouth, "Hey, here, we have wounded..."

He had a very inconspicuous golden cross pinned to his cuff.

Fogg blinked, and he interrupted the rescuer without waiting for the rescuer to finish yelling.

"Yes, my friend is seriously injured." Fogg stared at the eyes of the rescuer and nodded slowly. The latter was stunned, and the shout disappeared from his lips. The slightly clumsy body seemed to be affected. With the invisible traction, he walked towards Fuge.

"He needs help..." the rescuer said, sounding tranced.

"That's right," said Fogg, "he needs a separate ambulance, a clean environment. I can be the driver, and I'll take him back to town and treat him well, and you'll stay here, Do your best to help this group of people...return to the embrace of the Son of Light."

"You're quite right, he does need a separate ambulance."

The rescuer nodded as if sleepwalking, repeated what Fogg had said before, and then slowly turned and left.

About 2 minutes later, an ambulance drove up to Calvin and Fogg.

Fogg sent Calvin into the car and took the driver's seat.

When he started the ambulance, the rescuer was still standing in a daze.

Fogg blinked at him through the glass window.

"You've done a good job, boy... now you can help more people."

said Fogg.

He watched the figure of that person staggering towards the noisy and chaotic rescue scene, then stepped on the accelerator expressionlessly, and drove the ambulance out of the town that had fallen into a nightmare...

"Boom..."

Not long after, accompanied by a vague explosion, Fogg saw in the rearview mirror a dazzling orange light group rising up behind him. The moment the light briefly entered his pupils, the gorgeous peacock green gradually faded away... replaced by , some darker, blacker, more sinister color...

He reached out and turned on the radio.

The sound of music flowed in the compartment accompanied by a slight rustling electric sound.

"...One, is for the liberty (One, is for the liberty)

Two, isfortheevil (two, isfortheevil)

Three, isanorgy (three, is a feast of lust)

Four, isforever (four, will be forever)

There are circles of forever, made of fire made of stone

Therearecirclesofalifetime, madeofsilvermadeofgold

Five, isforthesun (five, is for the holy sun)

Six, isforlust (six, is derived from desire)

Seven, isforthefallenangel (seven, on behalf of the fallen angel)

Eight, iswhere it all begins again.... (eight, will be reincarnation)

There are circles of forever, made of fire made of stone

There are circles of a life time, made of silver made of gold (this is the chain of eternal life forged from gold and silver)..."

While singing, Calvin, who was supposed to be unconscious, slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

Accompanied by the slight vibration of the car and the beep of the emergency medical equipment, he stared straight at the top of the ambulance with a blank expression.

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The name of the song is "ThreeIsAnOrgy, FourIsForever"

It is strongly recommended that everyone come and listen to the track that is the end of Volume [-]...

Book [-] Messiah