Chapter 16 The Evil God

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 16 The Evil God

March 1, 2021.

It was exactly 13:45 pm.

A minibus set out from the gate of the Academic Department of Alchemy Hall, carrying more than a dozen new academic students towards the city center.

Demon Hunting Machine, Headquarters Building.

Inside the 13th floor small conference hall.

The picture on the projection screen is extremely clear. In the room surrounded by dark light, it shows the violence of the more than ten demon hunting organs and academic freshmen present.

"call--"

The needles fell in the chamber can be heard, but the only heavy breathing sound of the mechanical sound passing through the metal filter is particularly harsh.

Victor stands next to the virtual projection screen.

He carried his hands on his back, and his body was straight like a black tombstone. His face, which was covered by a black metal mask, made it difficult to see through his facial expression.

But only the pair of iron-gray prosecutors, which are clearly alchemy creatures, still cast a fearsome light.

Minister Victor closed the virtual projection.

He actually gave a lecture on the pre-war mobilization of this mission.

It is conceivable that the importance of this mission.

"Did you see it?"

A hoarse voice whizzed from the hall where the needle could be heard and penetrated into everyone's ears.

The 31 members of the Alchemy Church, including the interns, were all cheered up.

"The evil god summoned - the murderer King Francete Lapos."

The virtual image lights up, and a cross-section of cold light suddenly emits on the table in front of each operator. In an instant, the cold light gathers, and a lifelike sculpture appears in front of everyone.

"The murder of King Francete Lapos was originally an executioner who raged in Europe in the mid-17th century. His life-long sins were so numerous."

"When he was 45 years old, he was arrested by the [Correspondent Church]. After many difficulties, Francet was sentenced to death."

"But, despite his death, his infamy has spread throughout Europe with 124 beheaded bodies."

"As humans pass on their word of mouth, his experience has been demonized and terrified."

Minister Victor looked at the silent freshmen of the academic department.

"Analysis is carried out by the agency's [Eye of Merlin]."

"The murder of King Francete Lapos was awakened by an unknown force from the horror deep in people's memory."

"This time, he is even more crazy and weirder than when he first came to the world as an evil god ten years ago."

Ryan looked at the virtual image in front of him.

He felt a strange feeling inside.

All the freshmen around were frowning and staring at the virtual image of Francete La Persia intently.

They are equally difficult to understand.

The current state of this evil god—

The virtual image of the evil god is a humanoid overall. He is scaled to the size of a figure by a ratio. The data floating on the side clearly states: Height 4.23M.

His white flesh and blood film and his bright red machete that replaced his palms on his arms all reminded him that he was a monster.

The twisted, vicious curse crawled all over his body, the evil god's white flesh and blood body was painted with strange totems, and even his head, the terrifying and hysterical face, was covered by blood mist, and it was impossible to see the truth and reality at all.

The weirdest thing is.

At this time, the evil god seemed to be split from the middle by someone!

He only had one limb left.

Even tore up buildings in the city, overturn the tanker truck, and even harvesting life with a butcher knife in your hand are accomplished only by half of its body.

"Where has his other half gone?"

"Click!"

Just when Ryan was confused, Victor turned on virtual projection again.

Everyone held their heads with their voices and looked at the scene presented by Minister Victor.

"?"

"A black cat?"

To Ryan's expectation, in the virtual image, a petite black cat squatted on a tall building.

Its body is covered with fine black fluff, and only the abdomen and four claws are pure snow-white.

The virtual image is still playing.

The next second, the building under the black cat was cut into pieces in an instant, countless gravel rolled down, and cracked glass flew out.

The black cat disappeared, as if it had escaped from the building before the disaster struck.

Only half of the body was left, an evil god hysterically swung his machete and cut everything around him into pieces.

"After three hours of analysis, we can completely presumably assume that the murderous king Francis Lapos became a broken evil god who lost his rationality."

"All his whereabouts are following it-"

Victor enlarged the picture, and the collar on the black cat's neck was engraved with a short character: "Michelangelo".

"Black Cat, Michelangelo."

“From this, we come to—”

"The person who summoned the King of Torass and Killing from Hell divided the technique of summoning the evil god into two and half, and successfully summoned the evil god."

"And the other half was carved into the body of the black cat Michelangelo."

"Your mission is to prevent the King of Torass and Killing from successfully swallowing the black cat into his belly. You must not let the King of Torass and Killing merge with his other half's body."

"Everyone, can you understand the situation?"

"learn!"

Fifteen operators of the magic hunting mechanism roared.

The sixteen students were silent, and suddenly, a student in the last row raised his hands.

"What are your objections?"

Minister Victor signaled the trainees to express their questions.

Leonardo Ottore is an Italian man. Although he is only 21 years old, he always feels that his real age is over 40 years old when he looks unshaven.

"Sir."

"If I remember correctly, the documents of the Demon Hunting Agency clearly record the destructive power of the King of Torturing and Killing has the highest level demon."

"With our strength."

As he said that, Leonardo's eyes remained at a petite figure sitting at the front of the newborn position.

"The current king of slaughter is not complete."

"He is far from the strength of the highest level demon."

"In addition to his wisdom was damaged, he became a beast that only knew how to pursue his body, not as cunning as he had been ten years ago."

"A super-spec upper-level demon with low intelligence."

"College Leonardo Ottore, do you have anything else to ask?"

Minister Victor stared at him with iron gray eyes.

The tone was as cold as usual.

"No, sir!"

Leonardo looked solemn and sat back in his seat neatly.

"very good."

Minister Victor nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, according to the rules and procedures of previous years, the second internship of freshmen should not have come so early.

But what is helpless is that three days ago, a riot occurred in the Wind City, which was the Halloween of the evil spirits that could be called the night walk of hundreds of ghosts.

Several operators from the demon hunting mechanism of this department were dispatched and were still in trouble and would be difficult to get out for a while.

Faced with the suspected defect of manpower, the crazy Victor rejected the idea of ​​transferring an elite witch hunter who was on the mission back to the headquarters.
To be continued...