"Earl, earl, earl!"

Who?

Who's calling me?

Ye Xiang opened his eyes in a daze. At this time, he found him sitting on a recliner. In the room in front of him, it was a room that was very strange to him. The room was full of paintings, and not far from him, there was a black statue.

Ye wanted to follow the sound, and then, he noticed that the sound came from the gate.

Ye Xiang walked over, then walked through a long corridor and opened the door. Standing outside the door was an old man who looked to be seventy or eighty years old.

"Count," said the old man, bowing his head slightly, "Bishop Samael of the Inquisition is here. ”

Ye Xiang nodded and said, "I see." ”

Soon, Ye Xiang prepared his formal clothes, locked the door, and came outside.

A man dressed in religious clothing appeared outside the door, the man looked to be in his thirties, and after seeing Ye Xiang, he smiled: "Wallace, my friend!" Welcome back! What's the scenery like in France? ”

"Not bad, Samael." Ye Xiang showed a stiff look at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of disgust as he stared at the cross hanging on the man's chest.

It's a feeling that comes naturally.

It's like instinct.

Bishop Samael stepped on the carpet, slowly walked towards Ye Xiang, and said, "However, listening to the people of your family, your mental condition does not seem to be too good? ”

"I'm fine."

"Really? May the Lord bless you, Wallace. In the near future, I may not be able to come back to you again. The Inquisition has seen a number of more infidels arrested recently. I have a lot to deal with. So this time as soon as you come back. I'll be looking for you right away. So ......"

Speaking of this, he looked at Ye Xiang's face, hesitated for a long time, looked around, and then said, "Old friend, did you let me stand all the time?" ”

"Feel free to do so."

Ye Xiang pointed casually, and then sat down with Bishop Samael.

"Actually, around the time you went on a trip. A Franciscan monk from the Inquisition (the first dervishes of the Holy See) came to me to talk about something. I'm a little distressed about that......"

"Let's get to the point." Ye Xiang said coldly: "Lord Bishop, didn't you come to me to tell me this?" ”

"Yes...... Wallace. But your attitude is so strange today? ”

"Really?"

"Well, how do you say that...... I always feel weird about you, and weishenme you call me 'Lord Bishop'? Are you not feeling well? ”

"Nope. What are you going to say just now? ”

"That's right. It has to do with the recent arrest of a group of infidels that I just mentioned. It was a small group of dark magicians, known as the 'Isaac Order', which openly spoke disrespectful to the Holy See and experimented on the corpses of the dead. The actions of this group of people desecrated the Holy See. The Inquisition will dispose of them in the near future. But the trial of this group. It seems to be very secret, and not many people in the Holy See know the details. What the monk told me was that he had discovered this group, and they seemed to have some special way of communicating with demons. ”

When he said the word "demon", his voice was much lowered.

"And then?" Ye Xiang continued to ask without changing his face.

"In fact, there is a bit of overlap between the area where the group is active and the place where you travel. So, when I caught them, I was still a little worried about you. ”

The atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

Ye Xiang rubbed his right hand, and on the middle finger of his right hand, he was wearing a ring at the moment. The bronze ring, shimmering with a strange luster.

"You're trying to ask me if there's anything you encounter during your trip related to this black magic group?"

"I'm just asking as usual. After all, although the group was arrested, there were still some fish that slipped through the net. ”

When he said the words "fish that slipped through the net", he especially accentuated (of course, there was no such idiom at that time, it was purely a paraphrase).

Ye Xiang's expression became playful.

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to provide you with information, Lord Bishop. I'm not honored to be able to give you clues about those 'fish that slipped through the net'. It's really a shame to let you run for nothing. ”

The mouth was saying "I don't want to go", but in Ye Xiang's tone, where could I hear the slightest taste of "I don't want to go". And Samael's long, narrow eyes like a fox stared at Ye Xiang, as if he wanted to get some clues from him.

"Is there really not? Wallace, can you recall? Lord, watch us from heaven. ”

Zuihou's words sound inexplicable, but it's almost a showdown.

Samael's meaning couldn't be clearer.

"My memory has always been good, and there is no need to add anything. On this trip, I only visited the cities of Turin, Marseille and Lyon. ”

Samael was clearly beginning to look displeased.

As the bishop of the Inquisition, he has too much power to kill and take away life, how many heretics does the Inquisition burn to death in a year? In this era when the power of the Holy See is at its peak, a position like his is definitely equivalent to a high-ranking official at the decision-making level of the capital today. In a word, how many people can die without a place to be buried. Not to mention the fact that people like this kind of religion rely on themselves as God's spokesmen and completely use their own standards to define whether a person is completely guilty or not.

Obviously, in his mind, he wanted to see Wallace's panicked and shocked expression, and then immediately get down on his knees and say everything that should be said, and he will be "magnanimous" again, saying "the Lord will forgive you." Of course, the disposition given to him is to return him to the arms of the Lord.

"Wallace, my friend." Samael continued: "Among the arrested groups this time was a female infidel who was pregnant. The flesh and bones of her womb will also be buried in the fire. Of course, they do not deserve sympathy, and can only hope that the Lord will give them a beautiful new life. ”

Ye Xiang was still unmoved.

"Her name is Livina. Have you heard of this name, Wallace? ”

"I have no reason to know a heretic, do I?"

Bishop Samael was silent for a long time before he said, "Wallace, you and I have known each other for many years. Your parents have been the most faithful members of the Holy See for many years and have always provided substantial funds to the Holy See, and you have always been. I've always considered you a friend, so I hope you'll think about it. ”

"Your Excellency. I don't quite understand what you mean. On the contrary, I feel that what you said today, I don't understand more. ”

Samael stood up, looked at Ye Xiang, and sighed heavily.

"I regret it very much."

"Are you leaving? Your Excellency? ”

"Hmm. By the way, Wallace, recently because of the matter of this pagan group, the Pope has ordered a total blockade of the city of Rome, and even martial law at night. So, you'd better not go out at night. ”

"Thank you for your advice, Your Excellency."

Samael looked at him with an unwilling look, and then left. It's just that Ye wants to stand in place.

Then, Ye Xiang returned to his original room and locked the door.

Today is the first day he has returned.

With fanatical eyes, he looked at a box in the corner.

"Gotta speed up......"

If Wallace had been just an ordinary civilian, his home would have been searched by now. But that's no longer the case. After more than an hour, in the room, enough food for a week or so, as well as some daily necessities, were prepared.

Ye Xiang walked to the box and opened it.

"So, let's get started."

Ye Xiang had already guessed that inside the box, there would be a corpse.

However, when he really saw it, Ye Xiang almost stopped breathing in shock.

The corpse ...... It's horrible!

Ye Xiang almost didn't dare to look any further. He couldn't put it into words.

This is great horror!

However, while he was afraid, he found that in his heart, there was also this joy of darkness and blood. For demon hunters, everything related to demons is their hunt, as if a beast of prey sees a weak antelope.

He began to feel that his will and mind as a human being were gradually being replaced. The two opposing wills, human and demon, were mixing, and at the same time, they were also eroding his soul.

In the next few days, Ye Xiang had no choice even if he didn't want to see this corpse. He had to see with his own eyes what to do with the corpse, dissect it, remove the internal organs and wash it, and then strip the skeleton off......

However, the strange thing is that gradually, he lost the disgusting feeling, and even began to feel like he was in it.

He seems to have come to enjoy seeing blood and corpses......

His will, as a human being, is beginning to lose the upper hand!

"No...... Wrong...... It's not like this......" Ye Xiang suddenly realized this, and suddenly roared in his heart: "No! I am who I am, and I don't want to be a real demon! Never! ”

Ye Xiang's will frantically dispelled the picture in front of him, and he didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly, he noticed Count Wallace in the mirror in front of him, his expression was completely different from his!

"Stop, Wallace......" Ye Xiang yelled at him in his heart: "I'm not you!" I don't want to be controlled by you! Yihang, Wenyin and them...... I'm going to save them......"

However, it did not work.

All is useless.

Ye wanted to feel that Wallace had completely merged with him. And Ye Xiang can also read all of Wallace's memories, as well as ...... His soul! (To be continued......)

PS: This book does not have any views or positions on religion, religion is only the background of the novel, and it is hereby declared.