demon godfather

"Scott, you have to believe," he suppressed his pain with the strongest perseverance in his life, "No matter what, I will always love you, my child."

He raised his right hand and pierced Scott's chest.

Sticky, slippery flesh slid across his palm, and blood flowed down his wrist to his elbow.He still covered Scott's eyes, not only to reduce Scott's fear, but also because he was afraid of seeing Scott's expression.His godson opened his mouth, and what came to his lips was not screams, but gurgles of blood.

The Plague Knight was taken aback, and shot three arrows in a row. The three arrows hit the barrier set by Wolfgang, making an astonishing loud noise, and all of them turned into fly ash. The barrier shook violently, but it did not collapse and remained standing.

Wolfgang's eyes turned black, revealing the demon's true form.

"Scott Singer, as a son of man, has the bloodlines of both angels and demons," he said loudly, "he has experienced the 'black baptism' and has merged with my blood. Now he is over 19 years old and has obtained the 'lamb' Qualifications!"

"Mephisto! Don't even think about it!" The plague knight yelled, threw down his bow and arrow, grabbed the dragon's horns, and gave orders to the dragon in a language that mortals could not understand.The white dragon raised its head and roared loudly, its roar was like a horn sounding on an ancient battlefield, passing through the shackles of thousands of years until the end of time.It folded its wings and swooped down with the force of gravity. Its target was Wolfgang on the roof of the building!

Scott had lost his footing, and Wolfgang held his head so that he could rest on his shoulder.His scarlet pupils stared at the white dragon approaching in the sky.He could look into the eyes of dragons and knights of the apocalypse without fear, but he dared not look into the eyes of his godson.

"And now, I, Mephistopheles Phallus, Grand Duke of Hell, offer the Son of Man as a sacrifice, offering his body, his blood, and his soul,"

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Use it as a 'key' to close Armageddon."

The white dragon crashed into his barrier.In front of the giant dragon, the barrier was vulnerable and burst immediately.

A deafening explosion woke up the sleeping city.

In the spiral tower more than 1000 kilometers away from the explosion site, Paul stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the strange dark red thunderclouds in the sky.The chapel in the Spiral Tower is overcrowded at the moment, and everyone, whether they have faith or not, gathers there, praying to their gods, hoping that they can go to the sanctuary in their religion after the day of destruction, or at least let them They die painlessly.

Sister Rebecca appeared behind Paul like an elusive shadow.

"Paul, it's almost time. They want you to give a speech in the prayer hall," the nun said. "At this time, you should go to reassure people."

"But what's the use of that?" Paul shook his head.

"Even if it's useless..."

"I'll go. I just want to wait a little longer." He stared at the unpredictable night sky, as if expecting something.

"What are you waiting for?" the nun asked.

"If a person does something he dared not do, would not do, or could not do, and by virtue of this thing saves thousands of people, then I call this act a 'miracle'. You ask me What are you waiting for, my answer is - I am waiting for a 'miracle'."

"Do you believe in miracles?"

"I have to believe."

Suddenly, a flame lit up on the horizon, instantly lighting up a small half of the sky, and those who didn't know it might even think it was the sunlight of dawn.Paul couldn't judge the location of the fire. He thought it was an explosion. The fire was still dazzling at such a distance, so he could judge the scale of the explosion.

"What happened?!" the nun exclaimed.

The flames disappeared quickly, but left long afterimages on people's retinas.The rushing red lightning in the night sky shrank towards the direction of the fire, and the dark thunderclouds gradually dissipated like dewdrops evaporated in the morning sun, and the night sky gradually returned to its original clear navy blue color. People with excellent eyesight can even see a few of them. Sparse stars.The gate of the Spiral Tower opened, and people rushed out, quickly filling the entire courtyard.Looking down from Paul's point of view, the courtyard is bustling with people.When everyone found that the night sky had returned to calm, cheers rushed to the sky.All in amazement, excitement and devotion, they knew that this was a sign that Armageddon was closed and the apocalypse was over.

"Is this the miracle you were expecting?" the nun asked.

"There are two 'keys', one can open the door, and the other can close it. Only when two 'keys' exist at the same time can the balance of the world be maintained." Paul's face remained the same, but his tone was obviously much more relaxed "Because someone can call Armageddon, someone can turn it off. In this case, no one will act rashly."

"So, the person who summoned Armageddon was too impatient, and actually opened the doomsday battlefield with two 'keys'. If there is only one 'key', they will probably be able to get what they want."

"Or maybe they decided that the person who held the other 'key' wouldn't dare to do it."

The nun squinted at him: "But he did it anyway."

"He did what he didn't dare to do, wouldn't do, couldn't do. That's why I call it a 'miracle.'"

The two looked at the courtyard in silence, which was in stark contrast to the cheering crowd in the courtyard.Only they saw by chance that there was a white light across the sky just now, like a comet with a long tail, but it disappeared very quickly.

"That's...?" The nun was a little surprised.

"That's right, it must be him." Paul said with a smile, "It seems that the two adults left before Armageddon closed, and now they will no longer be trapped in that small world. .”

"What will happen in the future?" asked the nun. "The apocalypse is over, and there will be no more 'Lambs' in the world, at least not in our generation. Those two gentlemen will go to their places. What will the future world be like?" What does it look like?"

"The balance maintained by the two 'keys' is over, but there will be a new balance, a new order," Paul said. "There will be a new beginning. But to be honest, I don't know what the future will become."

"...The price is really too high." The nun said sadly.

"Do you think it is very expensive to exchange one life for the lives of hundreds of millions of people?"

"Human life cannot be measured by quantity, and it cannot be measured by 'life' or 'death'." She turned to Paul, "You should know, right? How much must the 'lamb' used for sacrifice cost."

"I know." Paul nodded, "As the 'key' to open the door, he will lose the past. As the 'key' to close the door, he will lose the future."