deformed bone

Calvin didn't stop in his tracks while talking to the man.

Power was flowing rapidly in his blood vessels, jumping restlessly under his skin, Calvin felt that he was melting, his body was getting lighter and blurred little by little, and the world in front of him was being blurred by a layer of haze. covered by the halo.

But Calvin was not at all alarmed by this.

He even felt that he should have.Contrary to the illusory feeling produced by the flesh, the power that once made him feel terrified and loathed is becoming solidified and full——

He didn't even need to raise his hand to convey his strength through physical contact. The cold light flowed out like spring water overflowing from a spring, and then penetrated into the bodies of those haggard and delirious people.

Immediately afterwards, the same changes also happened to those people.

Under Calvin's gaze, the group of poor people fell silent.One by one, they all, like the man before them, went from Joshua-controlled sluggishness to eerie joy.

Their eyes became extraordinarily clear, extraordinarily innocent, even though they themselves were already scarred.

When they saw Calvin walking among them, who was obviously different from ordinary human beings, they gathered like ignorant lambs. They praised Calvin's beauty, and then happily talked about the insignificant but but insignificant things in their lives. A very happy little thing.

The scene was unspeakably weird and terrifying—even though everyone except Calvin was so happy.

The ruins around them, the rotting corpses, and the deep bony wounds on their bodies formed an eerie contrast to that pure happiness.

When Calvin calmly told them they should go home, they also slowly dispersed contentedly.

Of course, not everyone followed Calvin's instructions completely—several of them were humming and walking slowly on the road, and then suddenly fell down.They were all seriously injured, or experienced long-term dehydration and starvation, and their bodies could no longer continue to function.

But when these people gradually lost their breath, they always had the purest smile without any impurities on their faces.

Calvin passed the corpses of those people without any pause, and he felt as if he was sleepwalking-of course, maybe he was indeed dreaming.

He actually didn't understand why he made such a decision... He transformed all the gathered lunatics into "light creatures" who only knew joy and were carefree.

Calvin did all the conversions very quickly.

On the one hand, it was because the number of lunatics who had gathered was not too many, and on the other hand, his power was already full enough to spread on its own. The only thing Calvin needed to do was to walk slowly among the crowd.

When everyone, with that pure joy, slowly turned around and went back to where they should be back.Calvin's wings slowly folded behind him.He put away his strength and returned to the steps of the gun shop.

The red deer didn't change position, just stood there as Calvin asked.

He gazed silently at Calvin, able

Until the calm and holy expression on Calvin's face, which seemed to be wearing a marble mask, shattered a little bit.

The human part of Calvin's body finally slowly returned, and an expression mixed with extreme sadness and self-loathing gradually emerged on the young man's face.

"I don't know ... if I made the right decision."

Calvin said hoarsely to Red Deer.

"I want to save them, I... I want to make them normal."

A look of pain flashed in the young angel's eyes.

"But I can't. The only thing I can do is turn them from one kind of monster into another kind of monster."

He turned his head and glanced at those people who had gradually dispersed and could no longer see their backs.

"I swore I wouldn't do this kind of thing anymore, but look at them..."

Red Deer walked down the steps, and then he hugged Calvin, who was reeling.

"It's a good thing for them."

The pretty green-eyed demon whispered softly in Calvin's ear, his voice wrapped in velvet, and every comforter sounded convincing.

If there are really whispers of the devil in this world, Calvin can be sure that it is the voice of the Red Deer now.

"Believe me, my lovely Calvin, if you can really turn them from those kind of lunatics to normal people, those poor little guys have really fallen into hell-my 'door' is opening Ready to move, wanting to open up for them." Red Deer paused, looking intently at Calvin in his arms, then lowered his head slightly, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked away the tear that slowly seeped out of the corner of his eye, And because of the slightly salty taste, he shuddered, "They have all committed serious crimes, and you don't want to know what they did to the people around them under Joshua's bewitching. It is already you who can become a light creature The greatest mercy and pity for them."

"is that so……"

"Of course it is, you're saving them."

Calvin lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes.

"I so fucking doubt it, but..."

He muttered softly, but didn't say the word after the "but", and Red Deer naturally didn't ask.

……

Under the comfort of the red deer, Calvin seemed calmer.

The two of them started their journey again.Calvin took the red deer across half of the city and arrived at a dilapidated house before the sun went down.

"here?"

Seeing the familiar buildings, Red Deer couldn't help showing a little surprised expression.

Above the closed iron gate, the huge neon lights have long been smashed to pieces.The brown-red brick walls are covered with a lot of graffiti, and the traces of the fire make the originally unremarkable building look even more bleak.And just like the scenes encountered along the way, there are also many adventist lunatics wandering here-most of the people who can still maintain their mobility now belong to the type of strong body, they are extremely excited, naked, physically Dirty and bloodstained.They twisted their bodies in the abandoned car, like some kind of incomprehensible dance.

Calvin stepped forward as always, and expertly transformed those people into harmless creatures of light—in front of the gun shop, he still revealed his confusion and anxiety about his behavior, but now, even Red Deer couldn't detect any unnecessary emotions from Calvin.

By the time everything calmed down, the sun was about to set.

Calvin and Red Deer stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the iron gate.

Red Deer turned his face and looked at Calvin.

His angels had folded their wings behind them.Calvin looked at the familiar gate and steps, showing a look of nostalgia.

The period of being an unqualified bartender here was a rare and peaceful life in his life

"When I left here, I thought I would never come back."

Calvin murmured.

He even hesitated for a while before slowly pushing the door open——

The door locks had already been broken, and the interior of the bar had been looted long ago.There used to be a lot of guests here, most of them can only be regarded as the scum of society, their hearts are broken, their lives are in a mess, and they can only stay in this speakeasy drinking cheap hard liquor and blowing cowhide day after day Telling stories.Now, this place has completely disappeared.

The outside of the bar is bad enough, but the inside of the bar is many times more damaged than it appears from the outside.Those outdated tables and chairs are now only left with scorched wooden frames scattered on the ground.There were not many corpses, probably one or two (or more, but they were all buried under other burnt furniture), all of which were burnt black and lying on the ground.

Calvin didn't even bother to think about what was going on here.

The only good thing is that the air inside the bar is somewhat fresh - the strong burnt smell brought by the burning is certainly not pleasant, but compared to corpses, blood and human excrement are mixed together and co-fermented. The former at least belong to the category of tolerable.

Calvin slowly kept the door open and slowly walked into the depths of the bar. The most serious fire was located in the area near the door in the entire space. The bar was not completely burned, but was blackened.

The former bar staff turned a blind eye and walked around some scorched wood to the back of the bar. He kicked in the dust and wood fragments with his toes, and turned out the dark compartment under the floor.

He dug out several intact wine bottles from the dark compartment, and handed one of them to Red Deer.

"I thought I could make you a better drink here."

Calvin smiled bitterly at Red Deer.

Red Deer made a face at him.

"I love you dear, but that mojito is fine—"

Apparently both of them recalled that first encounter mixed with lies, and at that time, Calvin didn't know that he would have such a deep intersection with the seemingly innocent art student.

Red Deer wiped the black ash above the bar with his coat, and then sat on it.

He held the bottle in one hand and the gun in the other, aiming the muzzle at the gate.

"So, you think the red beard will come here?"

he asks.

Calvin opened the wine bottle and tasted the wine in it. Because of the high temperature, the taste of the wine became very strange, and he wrinkled his face childishly.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of an old-fashioned jukebox in the corner.Presumably because the area really wasn't completely burnt up but just swelled by the heat, the jukebox miraculously remained intact.

However, there was no electricity, and the jukebox was just covered in thick black ash, standing there like a corpse.

Calvin walked over, he stretched out his hand, and flicked lightly on the jukebox——

"Ding……"

An electronic sound suddenly sounded in the dead and empty space.

Under the power of Calvin, the jukebox started to work again, and the gloomy ruins were illuminated with exaggerated light.It casts a grotesque absurd light on everything.