His whole body was cold, his vision was getting blurry, and he could clearly feel the energy draining away from his body.
Is this what death feels like?
Reluctance, fear, fear, the mood changes little by little, until the final confusion.
There was no resistance, no struggle, and he was humble to the core. Joey couldn't figure out why the other party chose to kill him in the end.
His consciousness seemed to have entered a boundless chaos. Apart from nothingness, he could no longer sense any existence. It was like a wisp of wind, floating aimlessly as it happened.
There is no sun or moon here, no time passes, it is like a dream that cannot be awakened.
I don't know how long it took, but I woke up from the dream. Joey came out of his daze, and his eyes gradually focused.
The hut was still the same hut, but the difference was that the surroundings were now filled with blazing fire, and the pungent smoke penetrated the nostrils, making it difficult to breathe.
Before he even had time to react, a beam fell above his head and pressed him down. A burning sensation suddenly hit him, and he could only struggle desperately.
Suddenly, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, and the pain that burned his whole body disappeared instantly, and the burning flames also dissipated.
Vader Wesker was holding a cane in his hand, and he was mumbling incomprehensible prayers. The gem on the cane emitted bursts of blue light, and the flame was extinguished when touched.
The flames went out, leaving behind black coals on the ground. The burning sensation on his body kept Joey awake all the time.
"You're actually still alive?"
Wade Wesker opened the beam and took a deep look at Joey.
There was no madness, no hysterical rants from bereaved loved ones. Joey is terrifyingly calm.
The skin on his body was stuck to the clothes and he tore them off without hesitation. The exposed skin oozed bright red blood.
"Can you leave me alone for a while?"
Katrin thought that the other party would attack Joey, but she never thought that he would be so crazy. For a moment, her face looked a little unnatural.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, Wade looked at him and pulled him aside. He whispered a few words, and then left with the others, leaving Joey alone.
"Captain Wesker, is there no problem with this?" Katrin asked worriedly.
Maybe it was out of guilt, maybe it was something else.
Wade Wesker did not answer directly, but looked at him deeply, and then shook his head.
"His injuries are all skin injuries, which are not in the way. What needs treatment most now is not the trauma. I advise you not to bother him."
Katrin said "hmm" with a complicated look on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The family is gone, and so is old Tony.
Joey sat paralyzed on the ruins numbly, old Tony's body had turned into a black coal, and the cupboard where Alyssa was hiding was burned beyond recognition.
"Why let me live"
Looking down at his hands, he could clearly feel that the Lucky Master's potion had been completely digested.
Wayne's shot did not hit the heart, but missed by one point. The reason for this was because there was a silver coin in his chest pocket, which was a lucky silver coin.
"Joy!"
"Dad?" He blurted out, looking up happily, "Are you okay?"
However, the reality is cruel, and there is no response from old Tony's body.
"Is it a hallucination?"
How can a dead person be resurrected?
Perhaps extraordinary beings on the high-sequence path will have this ability.
But old Tony is just the lower wicket of sequence nine.
Before Joey could think about anything, a steady, deep voice came again.
"Joy, my boy, you're okay, that's great."
Joey looked up numbly, looking for his voice. The magic paper man with only half a body was floating towards him.
The little man stopped in front of him, his facial features drawn with watercolor strokes looking very happy.
"Dad, tell me, are you still alive?"
In fact, he knew the result the first time he saw the paper man.
It was just the last remaining extraordinary power of old Tony, and it would be completely wiped out after it was used up.
The little paper man gently landed on Joey's shoulder, and stretched out his little hand to touch his face, trying to wipe away the lingering haze.
"Joy, I'm sorry that I can't be with you in the future. I'm sorry that you have to face the storm alone in the future."
Joey took a silent breath, as if there was a big stone pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.
"Don't be blinded by hatred, don't take revenge, okay?"
He gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to look. He couldn't agree.
The seeds of hatred have taken deep root. Before that, he just wanted to live an ordinary life without fighting or grabbing.
"You can't fight them. Even the Imperial Knights can't do anything to them."
Joey is full of contradictions in his heart. He has never disobeyed Tony's request, but this time, he wants to be a bad boy.
The paper man's voice is getting weaker and weaker, which is a sign that the magic is about to run out. Without the supplementary power of the original owner, it will eventually dissipate.
Like a father who is about to leave, telling his children over and over again,
Joey finally chose to compromise.
"I promise you that I will not seek revenge. Joey Creevey has been burned to death in the fire. I will start a new life again."
As if the last wish was fulfilled, the body of the magic paper man began to disintegrate little by little. At the end, the facial features painted with watercolor strokes revealed a peaceful smile.
"Joy, don't give up. Your world is not just darkness. Alyssa is not dead. She is a secret puppet. As long as the core is immortal, she will not die."
As the last words fell, there was no more Tony Creevey in the world.
There was no time to feel sad, so Joey got up and went to the burned ruins. He lifted up the collapsed debris and tossed it for a few minutes before finally seeing the figure underneath.
Alyssa's whole body was intact, and the flames could not even reach her hair.
Alyssa curled up quietly, like a sleeping elf. If she wasn't still breathing, she would have thought she was dead.
Incognito? Live again?
Joey had never entertained the thought, no one would care about a small person like him.
He didn't even think about repairing the house, so he just left it like that. In the worst case, he would live underground in the future, which would be safe.
When Alyssa woke up, it was already the next day. Neither of them spoke, there was no comfort, only a tacit understanding.
"Alyssa, I'm going to the Sheriff's Department"
Alyssa nodded and looked at him deeply.
"Come back early, I'll wait for you"
After changing into simple clothes, Joey walked slowly out of the town and went straight to the Sheriff's Department.
. . .
Sheriff's Department Center, Captain's Office.
"You are stronger than I thought." Vader Wesker looked at Joey with his deep eyes.
Joey bent down and saluted.
"Thank you for saving me, Mr. Wesker"
Wade took off the military cap on his head, returned the salute, and said with a smile:
"Let's get to know each other again, Survey Corps, person in charge of West Ninth District, God's Punisher, Vader Wesker"
God's Punisher? Sequence Seven of the Path of Light, when I think of the previous magic ability, I suddenly understand.
The most important ability of the God Punisher of the Light Path is to control the elements.
"Do you, the Survey Corps, all have another identity on the surface?"
Wade Wesker put his hat on the coat rack and opened the cupboard, where many glass jars were displayed.
“Black tea or green tea?”
His voice was soft, as if he were entertaining an old friend he had known for a long time.
"Thank you, I don't need it"
"Okay, please sit down!" Wade boiled water and cut tea.
"Mr. Wesker, do you have anything to ask me?"
"I like to let nature take its course. You are not a criminal, are you?" Wade took a sip of tea and smacked his lips.
"Then can I say nothing?" Joey asked tentatively.
Wade blew on the tea foam and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I think you will tell me."
Their eyes met and they were silent for a long time.
"You win" Joey sighed, and then added: "Are you so sure that I will cooperate?"
"Humans are social animals. When encountering insurmountable difficulties, they are accustomed to sticking together."
Before Joey could say anything else, his eyes suddenly became sharp and his voice was low:
"Your eyes tell me two words - revenge"
Joey's expression was dull and slightly stunned.
In the eyes of these old fritters, his thoughts are invisible.
"Can I join you?" Joey was silent for a moment and asked tentatively.
revenge?
Vader Wesker was right, he wanted revenge, not just on the Necronomicon, but on Katrin Winter.
The hatred for Katrin is even stronger than that of the Necronomicon Cult, because her betrayal destroyed the 'family' she relied on for survival.
But reason told him not to be impulsive. Katrin's identity was definitely not simple, otherwise she wouldn't have been missing for so long, and even the Necronomicon sect would not dare to touch her.
The only way I can think of is to join the Survey Corps.
Revenge does not happen overnight. If you take one step at a time, there will always be a chance.
"Before I do it again, I need you to confess everything," Wade said calmly, staring at Joey with burning eyes.
Joey got up, walked to the window, and opened it. The sky was gray without sunlight. Looking into the distance, there was only endless darkness.
After a long time, he suddenly said:
"I killed Keane"
Wade did not interrupt him, but sipped his tea and waited quietly.
Joey turned around, opened his shirt, and pointed at his heart, where there was a bullet mark.
"Here, before you came to save me, I got hit by a bullet."
Vader Wesker suddenly said: "You are an extraordinary person"
Only extraordinary people can survive being hit by bullets.
"Yes, that's right. During Keen's sacrifice ceremony, I became a transcendent, sequence nine, lucky master."
"In other words, while Keen is sacrificing, you are also sacrificing to the gods?"
Two gods were sacrificed at the same time, good and evil. Some accident may have occurred, causing the entire Carson Mine to collapse. This explanation is very reasonable.
"Then why did you choose to hide it when we first met?"
Joey had simulated coping methods many times before coming here, and he answered thoughtfully:
"The Lucky Master is not the main god. I don't want to be defined as an evil god cultist."
"Well, if it were me, I might make the same choice as you."
In addition to the three main god paths, Senagaal has actually developed many side sequences in recent years, but many of them are related to the evil god and the bound god.
Lucky Master has never heard of the sequence, but it is certain that Joey is not a follower of the evil god.
After opening the conversation, the conversation between the two went smoothly, and Vader Wesker told them all about common things in the extraordinary world without hesitation.
Joey opened the cabinet in Wade's office and looked at the glass jars, which were filled with tea leaves.
He casually opened the other side, filled it with wine, and opened a bottle of wine on his own.
"Mr. Wesker, how can you hide such a good thing?"
"Haha, tea to guests, wine to friends"
"Then, can I have a drink now?" Joey smiled, without waiting for an answer, he opened it and filled himself a glass.
It has to be said that the level of wine making in this world is really poor. After taking a sip, he had no desire to drink it.
Vader Wesker's thick eyebrows moved slightly, revealing a smile.
It is hard to believe that this is a young man who has just lost a loved one. It seems that there is no trace of sadness on his face.
Perhaps, a closer inspection is needed to see if the evil god has eroded his will.
"Joy, I think you need a psychiatrist."
Joey keenly caught the strangeness flashing in Wade's eyes.
This may be the final test, and as long as you pass it, you can join the Survey Corps.
Without saying anything, he nodded slightly in response.
Vader Wesker left the office and came back not long after with an old woman in a cloak.
She was completely covered by a cloak and a mask, only revealing a pair of cloudy eyes.
Staring at that pair of eyes, for a moment, it seemed as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
With the experience of the Nightmare Spider, Joey easily passed this psychological test. Under psychological hypnosis, he weaved a reasonable answer for himself.
After half a moment, the old woman stood up slowly and prepared to leave.
"There is no foul smell about him"
After sending the old woman away, Vader Wesker's always calm face showed a rare look of relief.
He was quite sympathetic to Joey's situation, and he didn't mind helping if he could.
But this must be established without being contaminated by evil gods.
The breeze blows through the window and enters the house, giving it a bit of coolness and making people feel comfortable.
"Welcome to join you, Officer Creevey."
Joey smiled and said: "Captain!"
Another world that was once difficult to enter, and things that have been pursued for a long time, are now within reach.
He wanted to share this joy with others.
He wanted to tell old Tony.
"After becoming a transcendent and joining the Survey Corps, Udyr and any farmer will not dare to bully them in the future."
Thinking of this, there was another burst of inexplicable sadness in my heart.
"Captain, what is filth?"
"Transcendents are a group of lunatics who play games with the deepest dark emotions in their hearts. If they are not careful, they will be eroded by the pollution from the ground, turn into lunatics, and turn into mythical creatures with no humanity."
Pollution from underground?
Joey keenly caught this point and hurriedly asked:
"Night demon?"
"Yes" Vader Wesker revealed the secret of the imperial blockade without hesitation.
If it was just speculation before, now we are really facing the answer.
"What trapped Senegal was not a bloodthirsty monster, but humans from the previous era. After the sun set, the pollution from the ground infected the entire Senegal."
