deformed bone

Fogg stared at the feather in bewilderment.

The feather gradually brightened, and it began to glow from the inside out.

At first it was the hazy brilliance of the pearl under the moonlight, and then the light became more and more intense, the light was white and pure, so strong that it seemed to melt the soul of anyone who looked directly at it.

Fogg's tears kept flowing out under the stimulation of the light, and his eyeballs were so painful that it seemed like thousands of silver needles were beating.

However, he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

In fact, at this moment he couldn't even move the slightest.

The light caused him severe pain, but that pain was accompanied by an equally strong ecstasy.

Fogg felt that his soul was floating, and he could feel that other people in his body, like him, were extracted from this heavy and ugly body by the light, washing away the dirt and ignorance, and becoming more pure, Cleaner.During this process, the boundary between soul and soul began to become blurred, pain and joy coexisted, he felt that he was burning in the flame of light, and so did others.

Red Deer's thoughts and desires swept over like never before. For a short moment, Fogg seemed to have glimpsed the same scene as the prisoner in the death row many years ago.

an angel.

That was Calvin's body and face stripped of all camouflage, without any cover.

Long silver hair and purple pupils make him look incomparably holy and beautiful, but there are hideous pools of blood and sulfur under his feet, only pale skeletons remain behind his wings, and the swollen faces of wicked people alternately appear in the dark clouds , the saliva flowing from the rotting lips formed the rain of fire from the sky, and their wailing and groaning constituted the rumble of thunder in this hellish scene, but the angel seemed oblivious.

He calmly stared in front of him, holding a bloody long sword decorated with antlers in one hand, while the other hand was gently pressing on the head of a huge black dog.

When seeing the dog and the long sword, Fogg felt an indescribable strong feeling explode in his soul.

That's the red deer—

He was all too aware of this.

That black dog with bright teeth and red pupils, whose entire body was wrapped in a cloud of rage and ominous smoke, was Red Deer.

The long sword decorated with eyeballs and antlers, dripping with blood, is also a red stag.

And he, the soul named Fogg himself, is also the Red Deer.

White and bright halos overlap and flicker in the fragments of Fogg, or Red Deer, or Virgil, Mercer, and Histu.

It's hard for you to use a simple name to call him at this moment-they-the red deer and his fragments, they exist at the same time, but they don't exist, a new soul appears in the holy light Rough outlines.

He lay down slowly, panting, wriggling on the ground with fanatical mood and extreme happiness.

He wanted to kiss Calvin's toes, and offer his hottest soul and heart to this earthly angel.But just as the man's lips were about to touch Calvin's icy skin, a black shadow appeared behind the halo.

【leave him! 】

An extremely subtle but extremely loud sound exploded like thunder behind a dark rain cloud.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

……

What followed was a series of shattering sounds of glass.

The shadow of an old man was fleeting in the man's field of vision, and then the light emitted from Calvin's body stopped abruptly.

"No no no no!"

Fogg screamed uncontrollably.With the disappearance of the light, the extreme joy and happiness instantly vanished like a punctured soap bubble. Fuge seemed to be pulled by his ankles, and he withdrew from the moon to the dull and boring on the earth.Those light souls were suddenly pressed back into this human body by the heavy pressure, it felt as if he accidentally swallowed several fist-sized shot puts in one breath.

Pain and dark silt generally covered it, arousing the fury of Fogg and all other personalities.

"how dare you--"

A low and hoarse venomous moan rolled out of the throat of this handsome young man with green eyes.

With the vibration of each syllable, the light around Fogg seemed to suddenly dim a lot, and almost at the same time, in the shadow of the room, there was an extremely painful muffled groan.

The muffled hum sounded like that of an old man.

……

"Well……"

The young man with soft curly hair and green eyes knelt down on the ground, letting out a low moan.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Fogg struggled to control his body.

For some unknown reason, the temperature in the room became very low. Fogg could even see the white gas coming out of his mouth and nose when he breathed. Running at maximum power in an attempt to bring the temperature back to the desired degree it was set for.

He sat up slowly panting.

All the glass in the luxury bathroom has been shattered, with cracks forming crooked crosses.The fragments formed after the shattered mirror reflected Fogg's current figure. This handsome man in reality looked more like some kind of monster in the shattered mirror. The green pupils almost reflected the shimmer like a beast. .

There was a faint scent of frankincense in the air.

The black-red liquid slowly seeps out from the cracks in the glass.

The expression in Fogg's eyes became colder and colder.

Not far from him, Calvin still maintained his previous posture and fell to the ground, his back dripping with blood.Fuge frowned, and he tried hard to control his body and walked towards Calvin.

Calvin's back wound was horrific, at least it looked like that - the old wound from the previous wing removal was all open and bloody.

As for the feather that Fogg saw before, it naturally disappeared long ago.It was a piece of things that only Fogg, or Red Deer, could see.

However, it would not be accurate to say that the feathers are just some kind of illusion——

Fogg inspected Calvin's wound. The reason why the old surgical scars were open was because there was cartilage growing under the flesh and skin.It is conceivable that in the near future, Calvin will probably suffer a lot because of this pair of newborn wings.

"My angel..."

Fogg murmured in a low voice.

Because of the previous examination, his fingertips were stained with Calvin's blood, and he almost unconsciously reached out to his lips, licking the blood from Calvin with the tip of his tongue.

A slight tremor remained in his body.

"No one can stop this, including you."

Tasting the slightly sweetness of the blood with the tip of his tongue, Fogg lowered his head and said.

The scene looked a lot like he was talking to himself, but he knew someone... or something was listening.

Under Fogg's gaze, beads of sweat oozed from the unconscious Calvin's forehead.

He is having a nightmare.

Or rather, a... dream that he thought was a dream.

Calvin saw a red door.

The door stood abruptly in a black mist, the brass handle and the mottled door paint made the door look extremely dilapidated.

And in front of that door, stood a familiar figure.

"Father……"

Calvin stared blankly at Doctor Holden in front of the door, and called softly.

"Calvin."

Doctor Holden stood in front of the door and stared at Calvin. He looked older and sadder than any moment in Calvin's memory—even before he died in reality, he was not as dying as he is now , an ominous aura of grayness lingered around him.

"Don't be fooled by 'it,'" Holden said to Calvin word for word. "What it makes you see is never reality. The girl is back where she should be, and she never will be." Fall behind that door."

The old man didn't say the name, but Calvin knew exactly who he was talking about.

Isa.

The little girl who passed away at an age she shouldn't have died, the child who was tortured and humiliated, and was finally freed.

Calvin had seen her alienated appearance in the illusion, and he had to say that the scene really terrified him.

Doctor Holden's words calmed Calvin's heart involuntarily.

"That's good..." Calvin said softly, he stared blankly at Dr. Holden's deathly gray face and continued, "I really miss you."

"I miss you too, my boy."

Throughout the conversation, Calvin felt that his body was unusually light, and even he had to be very, very careful when he spoke. He felt that every breath he took seemed to make him move away from Dr. Holden.

It felt weird and unsettling, and of course it was accentuated by Dr. Holden's wrinkled, lifeless face.

"Calvin, you should be careful about the choices you make." Doctor Holden said softly to his child, he looked full of worry and fatigue, "Don't let the darkness corrode your heart, don't be blinded by hatred and blood eyes, don't be deceived by them—Calvin, you need to get back on the right track."

the right path?

Calvin didn't know how to respond to Dr. Holden.

When he heard this passage, what came to his mind were the faces and desperate eyes of those children.

"I……"

Calvin felt that he had a lot of things he wanted to tell Dr. Holden, but when he spoke, all the complicated things circling in his mind became blurred, and the words slipped out of his mouth so naturally. lips.

"I want to kill them...I have to kill them all."

The moment the last word fell, Calvin was a little shocked to see a terrified expression on Doctor Holden's seemingly eternally calm face.

"Ah……"

Who sent a small chuckle in Calvin's ear?

Doctor Holden, Calvin's most trusted old man in the world, his facial muscles suddenly twisted. He opened his mouth suddenly and seemed to be shouting at Calvin, but the strange thing was that what Calvin could hear was silence ——No, it's not just silence.

【Click-】

He heard the slight metallic sound of the doorknob being turned.

On the bright red door behind Doctor Holden, the extremely smooth brass handle turned automatically.

Calvin's pupils suddenly narrowed.

The tide of uneasiness surged towards him again, he looked at Dr. Holden, and screamed almost instinctively.

"Don't let it open that door, don't—"

Calvin didn't even have time to finish that sentence, and he saw Doctor Holden's figure twist suddenly, and then he was swept away by the thicker and thicker black mist like a puff of blue smoke.

At the same time, the red door creaked and slowly slid open.

A black shadow appeared behind the door.

Calvin didn't know what he was afraid of, and he didn't know who the "it" he was shouting before was.

But he felt cold all over, and the fear made him tremble uncontrollably.

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

From nowhere, more and more rapid winds came.

Calvin closed his eyes. In the depths of his soul, a biological instinct told him that he must not see the shadow that slid from behind the door - it would bring disaster and misfortune, it was a combination of filth and evil The body is the ultimate malice in this world.

He wanted to escape, but he was too scared, and he found his body completely frozen, like a deer frozen in front of the headlights.

Then he heard footsteps.

"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

……

It's like the sound of fine handmade leather shoes stepping on marble.

Time seems to have passed for a century, but it seems to have only passed for a moment.

Something unusually cold touched Calvin's cheek.

Calvin's body bounced violently, and a small sob escaped from his lips.

"It" lifted Calvin's chin, and traced slowly on his cheek.

Calvin trembled like a dove in the rain, and after a while he realized that he was weeping in utter fear.

There was a strange aroma in the air.

The cold fingertips of the visitor ran along Calvin's neck, slowly sliding towards his back like a poisonous snake.

"Do not……"

When it finally touched the unusually sensitive part of Calvin's back, Calvin let out a low cry uncontrollably.

wing--

No, wings.

Until this moment, Calvin finally realized that something was wrong with his body.

Those wings on his back are the reason why his body is so light.

The wings that were so heavy in memory that they were like shackles were extremely light in this black dream, and could even allow Calvin to float in mid-air with ease.

But at this moment, those wings were restrained by a pair of hands as cold as iron.

Without the beating of wings, Calvin felt his body suddenly start to fall.

In a panic, Calvin finally opened his eyes.