Asai had a dream.
In his dream, he saw a swamp and a dark, damp canyon.
He saw monsters burning with fire floating in the air, and a man standing in front of the altar, making a piece of bone into a terrifying monster.
That is.
The scene of the birth of the world's first bone demon.
"ha!"
Asai woke up from a nightmare. He fell asleep yesterday lying on a pile of long scrolls recording the murders.
Asai put on his clothes in a hurry and picked up his cane.
After cleaning up, I walked out of the house.
He didn't know why he had this dream, but he thought it was a guide to him from somewhere, or that it was the answer given to him by his heart.
That villain, that ogre.
He's just a bone demon with a hideous appearance.
He arrived at the police station, and everyone was gathering together to discuss it. Asai said impatiently as soon as he entered the door.
"That person must be an ogre. He targets children by spreading rumors about spiritualism games."
"He is cunning, evil and cruel."
"He is a person without any humanity..."
Halfway through his words, he saw that no one spoke, and the originally noisy hall was extremely quiet.
The members of the security team looked at him with worries or incomprehension, but the captain unusually did not argue with him.
The captain stood up: "Asai, you should take a rest!"
Asai said with red eyes: "I don't need it, I must catch him immediately."
"We must not let the next person die in his hands. We must catch him before then."
The captain said sternly: "Asai, you are no longer a consultant!"
"Don't you know yet? Because of your rash actions and your fault."
"Two people have died, two young lives."
"They are two children, are you also an ignorant child?"
When the captain mentioned this matter, Asai was speechless.
The blood-red and furious eyes also dimmed in an instant.
The captain didn't say anything more, just waved his hand.
"Go back and take a rest."
"You're not very suitable for doing things lately."
Asai put down his badge of honor as a consultant to the security team and walked out of the small building of the security station.
The big iron door behind him slowly closed, and he was now a loser being driven out.
Asai started walking slowly, but walked faster and faster.
He used his crutches and ran with all his strength until he leaned against the wall with all his strength.
Asai walked through the streets and alleys of the St. Ann District of Anhuo City, searching like crazy for the figure hidden among the crowd throughout the city, like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He wants to find the ogre through his special group mind-reading ability. He believes that as long as the other party appears in front of him, he will never escape.
Everywhere he goes, he uses his group mind-reading to sense everyone.
From morning to night.
He drew one area after another on the map, and he analyzed the possible residences and groups of people one after another.
Finally, he couldn't bear using this power so frequently.
On the street, Asai suddenly fell to the ground.
"hiss!"
He lay on the ground, breathing heavily.
My head hurt so much it felt like it was about to burst, as if something was about to burst out from inside.
He couldn't notice that the tumor in his mind was getting bigger and bigger, like a bomb that was about to go out of control.
However, the more painful it is, the stronger the power of mind-reading becomes.
The range of his ability to read the minds of groups has been from twenty to thirty meters, and has recently expanded to more than one hundred meters.
Various voices exploded in Asai's head at the same time, and for a moment Asai couldn't tell who was talking to whom.
But at this time, he noticed someone.
A special person.
He couldn't read that person's mind, but the most important thing was that the other person didn't have the feeling of a priest.
Asai immediately looked towards the other party. He was a well-dressed man with an aristocratic appearance.
Asai's eyes straightened in an instant.
The other party is not an ordinary person, let alone a priest, so what else can it be.
This is a monster hidden in the mortal world.
Asai's heart almost roared with a voice: "It's him!"
After searching for so many days, he finally found his target.
Asai immediately followed closely. He watched the other person get on a rickshaw, stroll around the street and buy a second-hand lacquerware.
He also hired a rickshaw and followed closely behind the man.
Finally, the other party returned to a castle in disrepair outside Anhuo City.
This castle is quite old. Judging from the time when it was built, it should not have been within the city of Anho at that time, but in the suburbs outside the city.
However, Anhuo City has continued to expand over the past two hundred years, and this ancient castle has gradually been surrounded by various buildings.
Asay saw in front of the castle the name of the family that owned it: "Barlet!"
Barrett family.
Asai had heard of their names. They were the big families of the Samo Kingdom in the past, as well as the great figures whose ancestors had served as palace ministers.
It can be regarded as a branch of the Samo family, the blood descendants of the royal family, but it has long since declined with the disappearance of the Samo family.
This family only has one baron title left, and can only be said to be an established noble.
Other than that, it's useless.
Decades ago, their family had a ghost cultist in order to rise again, which attracted the judges of the Temple Demon Hunting Group.
Moreover, Baron Barrett was said to have been a pedophile when he was young. He was notorious, but no one investigated him because of his status as a noble.
Asai stood in front of the castle, staring at this ancient, gloomy, and dark building.
A family with the crazy blood of Samo, a place where ghost cultists have summoned souls.
At this moment, there is also a bone demon with rumors of cannibalism living in this castle, a fallen nobleman with pedophilia.
He didn't speak.
But he has determined that Baron Barrett is the guy he wants to find.
Night falls.
Asai held a bag of holy ash and medicinal powder obtained from the temple. According to the priest, this kind of holy ash can cause serious damage to ordinary first-level monsters. The principle is that the monster family once swore that they could never step into Human villages, towns and cities.
therefore.
The ashes and soil bathed in the light of God under such urban shrines and temples can restrain them.
Even if they are bone demons, once this holy ash enters their bodies, they will be partially suppressed.
Asai found the lowest place outside and climbed in. His limited mobility leg gave him a lot of trouble. Just climbing over made him out of breath.
Fortunately, there are no guards in this castle.
Except for the old man Baron Barrett who might be a monster, there were only a few servants and a butler left.
Asai closed his eyes.
Everyone here is under his induction. He can feel the servant preparing dinner and can sense the servant's next move.
He took the opportunity to put some medicinal powder into the fish fillets and cut sugar paste for dinner.
With the gradual improvement and rise of medical skills, over the years some priests imitated the Bone Demon and created medicinal powder. This medicinal powder was used as a sleeping pill for surgery.
It's late at night and it's getting colder outside.
Asai sat alone in the corner under the window, putting his cane on his knees and waiting quietly.
He exhaled and turned into a puff of white mist.
"ha!"
Watching the white mist gradually dissipate, Asai felt that it was almost time.
The servants and housekeepers in the castle were all asleep. He easily entered them and came to the bone demon's room.
This is a first-level bone demon. He should have been transformed by a high-level bone demon.
The lowest form of servant.
Apart from extending some lifespan, there is nothing too powerful.
He was sleeping soundly, and he didn't expect that a violent and premeditated beast had already targeted him.
Asai held a dagger smeared with holy ashes and approached the bed little by little.
"who?"
The sleeping potion had no effect on this inhuman bone demon. He didn't sleep deeply and woke up immediately when he heard the noise.
But Asai immediately stabbed the dagger smeared with holy ash into the monster's abdomen.
"Bah!"
The sleeping potion has no effect, but the power of the holy ash is completely different.
This kind of ordinary holy ash may not necessarily be useful for those powerful monsters, but he is just a first-level bone demon.
Baron Barrett immediately lay on the bed like a stiff insect, feeling unable to move his whole body.
The contents of the dagger spread out, and he felt as if he was freezing little by little.
He looked at Asai with fearful and bewildered eyes, not understanding what was going on.
He didn't recognize the person in front of him, and he thought it was someone from the Demon Hunting Group who found him.
Asai pulled the monster that had blended into the mortal world down and threw it heavily to the floor.
Asai grabbed his collar hard.
His eyes were furious and crazy, and Fu Er asked the other party hoarsely in a deep voice.
"tell me."
"Is human flesh delicious?"
"How about it? Isn't the child's flesh and blood particularly delicious?"
The monster wanted to say something, but it could only make an indistinct sound.
even.
It seemed like he was mocking Asai.
Asai became angry for a moment and grabbed the opponent's head.
It kept hitting the ground, as if it was going to smash the head into pieces.
"what are you laughing at?"
"Are you laughing that I just caught you now? Or are you proud of your work?"
On this monster, he frantically vented his depression and madness these past few days.
His mind kept thinking of the little girl in the ointment shop, and the hanging figure in the dark room emerged.
"ah!"
"Say it!"
"Doesn't it make you feel particularly happy to kill those who are weaker than you?"
"Watching those innocent children fall into the trap you set, don't you feel a special sense of accomplishment?"
Asai furiously smashed the opponent's skull into pieces. This furious beast could not suppress its madness at this moment.
one time.
Next.
But this monster did not shed any blood, as if there was no such thing as blood in their bodies.
Asai could not read the monster's mind, but he firmly believed that the other party was the ogre.
He searched the entire area and found only this bone demon.
Who else could it be but him?
Baron Barrett raised his fingers tremblingly, straightened his tongue and said slowly: "Who are you?"
Asay was about to answer when Baron Barrett suddenly stretched out his fingers and thrust them into Asay's eyes.
Holy ash can work, but its effect is still limited.
It was far from being as exaggerated as what the priest said. The opponent was indeed suppressed for a while, but he soon regained some of his mobility.
Asai looked at the fingers that were getting closer and his pupils shrank.
His energy was concentrated to the extreme in an instant.
As Asai's spirit was highly concentrated, a powerful force burst out, acting on the fingers that were constantly approaching.
"Crack!"
Baron Barrett's fingers were immediately broken, and then his entire arm was condensed into something like a twist.
Baron Barrett immediately let out a scream.
At this moment, Asai's head began to hurt again, and the pain was as if it was about to explode.
Invisible forces spread from Asai's body and acted on the room.
The monster known as Baron Barrett was also horrified to see that his body of the Bone Demon was completely out of control, and was constantly undergoing certain changes under that power.
Each bone joint kept breaking through the body, making a crackling sound.
After all, Barrett is a baron from an ancient family. Even if he has not seen some things, he has at least heard of them.
"What the hell are you?"
"What the hell are you?"
"The power of the spiritual field, are you a fourth-level divine grace?"
Barrett's voice revealed immense fear. He had never thought that he would encounter such a terrifying person.
"How is it possible? How could a divine grace appear here?"
"I'm just a nobody. Does the Temple Demon Hunting Group need to use a fourth-level divine grace to deal with me?"
Baron Barrett was completely frightened. What is the fourth level of divine grace?
For mortals, they are the apostle-level figures who are closest to God.
Even in the eyes of many people.
They are mortal gods.
Asai didn't know anything about the fourth-level divine grace and the bone field, and now he just wanted to let the villain and monster in front of him die in the most painful way, and let him pay the price for those who died.
Asai held his head with one hand and stared at Barrett with one eye.
Baron Barrett can be seen becoming a monster that is constantly deformed by the power of the Skeleton Field.
Bones continued to grow and break in Baron Barrett's body, and his body twisted little by little.
It's like a ball of dough being kneaded together.
"ah!"
"Let me go...let me go..."
Baron Barrett, in despair, begged in agony.
Asai also had a splitting headache at the moment. As much as the monster was in pain, Asai was in pain.
Baron Barrett's whole body was squeezed into a ball. He showed a face on the ball and looked at Asai crying helplessly.
"I am a member of the Immortal Society..."
"Don't kill me...I can..."
But before he finished speaking, the skeleton cracked.
The skeleton continued to rotate, knocking out the bone stubbles one by one, but some core bones continued to gather under the twisting and rotating, turning into a small bone ball.
Asai sat on the ground, panting.
Suddenly he burst out laughing.
But it was hard to hear real laughter in that laughter.
In other words, even Asai doesn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy.
It took him such a long time, running through the streets of St. Ann like crazy, and finally caught the murderer.
But should we be happy if we catch the murderer?
Or is there really anything to be happy about?
At this time, the door of the room suddenly opened.
A bleary-eyed woman stood in the doorway.
The other party looked at the broken skeletons and torn clothes on the ground, and felt cold at first.
A scream followed.
"ah!"
A maid woke up early.
Maybe the medicine wasn't effective enough, or maybe it was because she didn't have much appetite for dinner.
The maid ran away, and Asai didn't chase her.
He was targeting only the criminals, not the servants.
Not long after, the security team surrounded the dilapidated castle.
The security captain came to Asai's side. Asai kept laughing and talking to the security captain.
"I caught the murderer."
"I finally caught him."
"Finally... caught him."
Asai felt that he had washed away his shame and mistakes, and also avenged Colin and the two dead children.
perhaps.
He could also continue to dream about his dream of a police officer.
But the security captain sat down cross-legged and patted Asai on the shoulder.
"The murderer has been caught."
"but……"
The captain hesitated for a moment and finally told him: "It's not the one in front of you."
Asai didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
The security captain added: "It's not Baron Barrett. You are mistaken."
"Last night, we caught the murderer of the Redemption Street cannibal case."
"The ogre is a healer."
Asai opened his mouth wide, he wanted to say something impossible.
But he didn't say it out loud.
The captain continued: "You are right. The other party is a villain who specifically targets children. He spreads information about spiritualism games among children, specifically targeting children who have lost their loved ones."
"Based on the clues and judgment you mentioned, we finally caught him."
"In his home, we have found all the evidence and his plan to commit the crime."
"Children who have lost their parents and loved ones are all his targets, and Colin was once one of them."
Asai: "Not a bone demon?"
The captain nodded: "The legend of the ogre is somewhat misleading to us."
"The other person is just an ordinary person, or a madman."
Asai pointed to the one in front of him: "Then what is this?"
The captain said calmly: "Just a person who has nothing to do with the case."
Asai shouted: "Human?"
"He is a bone demon, a monster hiding in the city."
The captain of the security team looked at the bone fragments: "Who can prove it to you?"
Asai couldn't prove that the lump of rotten bones was a bone demon.
In other words, even if he proves that he is a bone demon.
No one in the city would admit it either.
As long as they admit it, it will lead to a purge of the Temple Demon Hunting Group. I don’t know how many people may be dismissed and lose their lives because of this. Those big shots don’t want to attract such a terrifying existence as the Demon Hunting Group.
"I believe you, you may have found a bone demon."
"But the bone demon is not necessarily the ogre, and it has nothing to do with the answer we want."
"Barrett is an old man. He may have been bewitched and turned into a bone demon because of his fear of death, but so what?"
The captain's voice was very calm: "We only care about criminals and only arrest those who have committed crimes."
"The affairs of the temple are not our business."
The captain took a deep breath and spit it out: "We can't control it."
Asai was taken away and charged as a murderer.
Just like what the captain said, Asai couldn't prove that he killed a bone demon, and the captain couldn't confirm whether he killed a bone demon or just an ordinary old noble.
Its daybreak.
In the early morning, colorful billboards were put out in front of the street shops, and the streets were filled with a festive atmosphere.
In the distance came the sound of drums, the sound of conch trumpets, and the noise of the crowd.
"What is this?" Asai was detained and asked watching all this.
"Don't you know? The Day of Redemption is here!" replied the member of the security team who was supporting him.
Asai has been immersed in tracking down the murderer, and has not paid attention to the arrival of the most lively annual festival in Anhuo City.
He was shackled, surrounded by several security guards, and stood in the crowd on the street.
He watched in the distance as a figure of Saint Standito was carried through the streets, smiles on everyone's faces.
The early morning light shines on the doll, and the refracted light is so dazzling that it makes people unable to open their eyes.
Asai stood in the shadow at the corner of the street, watching the doll shining in the light gradually go away.
The captain asked Asai: "Want to take a look at the ogre?"
"after all."
"Without you, we wouldn't have been able to catch each other. It's all thanks to you that we were able to arrest this lunatic."
Asai kept looking at the puppet that was going away and shook his head.
"never mind."
"No."
Asai was imprisoned in the prison of Anhuo City, and an evil mage was imprisoned with him.
I heard that he was once a member of the Temple of Truth. He did taboo experiments in order to gain power. After having part of his brain lobe cut off, he was unable to control the power of power and was waiting to die here.
The evil mage is very chatty and always talks about his glorious past.
Telling about his past pursuits and his longing for truth and power.
Asai usually just listened to the other party quietly, but one day he heard the evil mage talking about the universal elixir.
He, who had always been just a listener, suddenly started telling his own story.
"Do you believe that ordinary people can become heroes that everyone admires through hard work and hard work?"
"I was told Leicester was such a hero."
Asai took a deep breath: "But..."
"It's really difficult!"
When the other party heard what Asai said, he immediately laughed.
He was pounding the ground with laughter.
"Holy Hand Lester?"
"hero?"
The evil mage laughed and said, "Lester is a hero? Are you kidding me?"
Most people only know about Lester, the Holy Hand, but they don’t know the second half of the story.
But this priest who was born in the Temple of Truth happened to know part of the story about the Holy Hand Lester.
Evil Mage: "The story the man told you was not wrong, but he didn't tell you the last part."
Asai raised his head: "The last part? What is Lester's ending like?"
The evil mage used an exaggerated expression to tell a story that was completely different from the first half.
If the first half is bright, sacred, and desirable.
Then the second half is despair, terror, and darkness.
"Lester thought that the panacea he created could cure everyone and solve all the diseases in the world, but in the end it just turned all the patients into the living dead, including his wife."
"He became a bug that everyone shouted at, statues erected for him were torn down, and everyone turned their backs on him."
"..."
"at last."
“He sacrificed the entire Cross City at the stake to the God of Knowledge, and sacrificed an entire city.”
"Because of him, Cross City disappeared from history."
"Hero...hahahahahaha..."
"Go and ask the countless dead souls in Cross City if they recognize this hero."
When Asai heard this ending, he felt that he should be angry and sad.
But in the end he discovered that he didn't have many emotions.
Just said: "Ah!"
"So this is ah!"
Asai raised his head and looked out the window.
"do you know?"
"I always feel like another pair of invisible hands is controlling me, making me a clown on the stage, admiring my ugly performance."
The evil mage thought of his past, his former ambitions and pursuits, his own embarrassment and his current ending.
Which loser is not like this? They pursue success again and again, but fall on the road to failure again and again.
There are always only a few successful people who can enjoy the glory.
As a loser, he also feels the same for this sentence.
"Who in this world can truly control their own destiny?"
The clouds drifted away, and the sun shone in through the narrow window, shining on Asai's body.
Asai took the initiative to avoid the light and sat in the darkness.
He turned away and lowered his head.
Then.
Cover your eyes with your hands.
Just like his mother loved to do, bringing him endless warmth and security.
There was darkness in front of him, and he found that when he no longer looked at the world with his eyes, he could see it more clearly.
"boom!"
A bone ball next to him floated.
The other side of the city.
Xiao, the chief priest of the Divine Contract, is currently in Anhuo City, living in a station of the Ghost Religion.
When he arrived, the entire dark forces in Anhuo City came to see him, as if they were meeting the emperor of the dark world.
The bone demons, evil mages, and cultists all crawled at his feet, offering everything they had to him.
But Xiao sneered and threw it aside.
"Go away, don't bother me."
He lived in a small building not far from the prison for half a month. Finally, he wrote the last line on a long scroll that was several meters long, and then put down the pen.
Xiao stretched out, waved his hand and rolled up the ribbon himself.
"The experiment is over."
"It also worked."
Xiao didn't feel relaxed at all, and even showed a rare trace of dignity.
He looked in the direction of the Holy Mountain with a smile on his face: "God, what will you do next?"
The relationship between Xiao and the little man in the bottle is not so much that of a god and a believer, but rather that of a boss and an employee.
Of course, in the eyes of the little man in the bottle, he may not even be considered a tool, but can only be regarded as a special toy.
So.
When the employee has received enough capital, he no longer needs the boss to pay his salary.
When a wanton god discovers that a tool has lost its function and the toy is no longer interesting.
What will happen?
