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In the brightly lit underground guild hall, countless dignified gentlemen and ladies, dressed in suits and shoes during the day, gathered in the most spacious hall of the guild hall, shouting: "hooray! Samuel

They all wore a mysterious mask on their faces, which was not big enough to cover the first half of their faces.

But even if they are wearing masks, the crazy and excited eyes hidden under them are frightening.

They stare at the huge altar in the middle of the hall. They forget their reserve and etiquette. They just keep screaming, as if they are expecting something.

On the altar, a young man bound to a cross showed fear.

His golden hair has become messy in the constant struggle, and the originally cheerful and beautiful boy has gradually lost hope under the betrayal of his relatives.

His mouth was also tied with a white silk cloth, blocking all his entreaties and curses.

"Well! Oh, no, no Young blue eyes gradually stained with hatred, he looked at the stage countless so-called celebrities, eyes gloomy and fierce.

He kept every face in his mind.

One day, he will let each of them pay their due price!

A kind middle-aged woman with a black robe and a false face stood on the stage and motioned to the crowd: "be quiet! everybody! Today, it will be the day of the birth of our master, the Almighty God Samuel. I hope you are all ready to meet the master! Holy samel! Immortal Samuel! Let's cheer! Believers

After that, the middle-aged woman lit the torch in her hand and held it high.

Boom -- the fire ignited the cross completely, and the struggling teenager stopped. He bit his lips tightly and refused to make a scream.

Every inch of his skin was licked by the fire, and the pain continued to his nerve endings.

He felt the pain in his body, and his blue eyes were gradually stained with the color of terrifying bloodlust.

Boom -

ahhh!!!

The flames crossed the edge of the altar, burning the nearest believers into firemen, and shrieks resounded throughout the hall.

However, in a flash, the whole guild hall turned into a sea of fire.

The flame of hell carries all the anger and hatred, and never stops.

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the sound of the rustling of the book "the rustling sound of the book" in the room "was heard.

Zhou Yu opened the books he had borrowed from the library, and his fingertips slid on the rough surface of paper, searching for the content he wanted.

Soon, a picture of the devil of hell came into view.

In the middle of the dark background, a burning devil was tied to the wooden frame and howled.

A pair of wings ignited by the flame spread behind the devil, the original white feathers scattered, and gradually stained with a dark flame, with a particularly cruel aesthetic feeling.

At the bottom of the picture is written the demon shamal, the God of anger and revenge.

According to legend, samel, the fallen angel who betrayed the Lord of all things, the God of light, and the Lord of hell.

Zhou Yu looked at the picture carefully, and then began to describe the devil on his spare book.

The sound of pen tip crossing the paper is endless. I don't know how long it took, Zhou Yu finally stopped the pen in his hand.

The devil's long black curly hair occupies most of the area of the picture, giving people a sense of depression.

Zhou Yu can not depict the face of the devil, simultaneous interpreting his face as a shadow and flame, as if in a legend, with only a pair of deep eyes shining with a dull light.

In this legend, the demon God, who commands all the fears in the world, holds a huge sickle and is covered with a black robe. The shadow covers large blank areas on the screen.

Zhou Yu looked at the magic God on the paper. His beautiful eyes like emerald were just on the eyes of the evil god.

If only there were pigments. Zhou Yu frowned miserably.

That way, he could paint the devil's eyes his favorite blue color.

Like Morris

Zhou Yu tore the painting from his book and looked at the picture of a God with an uncomfortable smell in his eyes.

Maybe there was something wrong with his head. He thought that the devil was very similar to Maurice.

How could it be?

If Samuel symbolizes all the evils in the world and the end result of all the sins, then Morris is is the kind of angel who is born to hold wine for the God of light. His heart is always pure like an angel, and sometimes even makes him feel ashamed and feel guilty for his inferiority.

Zhou Yu walked out of the room and found that Eugene, the cheap father, was still sleeping. He went to the master bedroom next door and stuffed the picture of the God in his hand into the bedside table.

After finishing all this, Zhou Yu looked at the room which was still the same, and his mouth was raised and showed a strange smile.Good night, good dream, my father Eugene.

The black haired boy walked out of the big but messy master bedroom without expression.

For a long time, a group of invisible black smoke from the bedside table, quietly shrouded in the man sleeping in the living room.

The man's heavy breathing voice was stagnant, and then it became even again, but there were some unknown black fog invisible to the naked eye between his eyebrows.

The sky was as red as fire.

Zhou Yu looked up at the sky and walked on the empty street without any expression. The hard soles of his shoes touched the extremely flat asphalt ground and made a patter of footsteps.

He's dreaming. He knows it.

In this dream, there is no one but himself.

In fact, he seldom dreams. This is his first dream in two weeks. It is still such a strange dream.

The sky was dyed red, and all the houses in the town were stained with the traces of time. They were dilapidated.

There was only one asphalt avenue that ran through the town, straight as if someone had paved it.

The flow of time in his dream is very strange. He walked along this strange road and observed the scene around him aimlessly.

He felt that he had been gone for countless years, but in fact he did not even walk out of this small town.

"Ah, ah, ah --!"

A scream cut through the blood red sky.

Zhou Yu's eardrum was irritated by the scream. He closed his eyes unbearably, and it took him a long time to relax.

Who is it?

Is there such a noisy person in his dream?

Zhou Yu opened his eyes again, and the scene had changed.

He came to the interior of a dilapidated abandoned factory.

The rusty iron corridor was covered with blood.

The bright red blood footprints extend from the corridor in front of Zhou Yu to the corner in the distance.

He followed his footprints to a melting pot.

Zhou Yu stood on the iron bridge made of steel above the furnace and looked down at the blazing flames. Even his black hair was curled by the heat wave of the pavement.

"Leave me alone! Please! Ah, ah The sound of the scream rang out again, including the pain and begging, which made people feel extremely sad.

"Jie Jie Jie ~ seriously, dear Paul, you are fit to practice tenor. What a standard scream! Listen, it's too pitiful. Oh, I really want to sympathize with you, really!" Another hoarse and deep voice sounded, but it was very evil.

"But you shouldn't have hurt him, you son of a bitch Paul!" The hoarse voice, which had seemed to be twisted and artificial, became more deep, and there was no doubt that the anger was revealed.

"Now, take a hot bath, oh, take a good bath, maybe I will forgive you, Jie Jie Jie!" The man's voice became full of bad taste again.

The charred man put his sharp claws around the neck of the man in his hand, placed him on the furnace, and looked at him maliciously, screaming for mercy.

"No, no, no! Don't throw me down, please, oops, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

His legs kept struggling, trying to escape being thrown into the sea of fire.

But it's a pity that demons never have extra sympathy.

His screams soon disappeared in a piece of red hot iron slurry.

PATA - a light sound is particularly harsh in this empty factory.

It turned out that Zhou Yu accidentally kicked a piece of broken iron and kicked it into the furnace below.

The man wearing a school uniform which is not suitable for him turned his head in an instant, and the figure of a black haired boy entered his field of vision.

The young grandmother's green eyes were fixed on him, and her pale cheeks were a little more ruddy against the fire.

The young man looked at his face, and with a puzzled tilt of his head, the bright red and full lips moved and asked softly, "Morris?"

"No, no!" On the man's scarred face, the original ferocious color disappears in an instant, leaving a full of bewilderment.

"I don't know who you're talking about!"

Bell - the alarm goes off.

Zhou Yu opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling in the room.

He wakes up.

Sitting up from the bed, Zhou Yu looked out of the window at the sky that was still not bright. His pale face was wet with sweat, and his hair on his forehead was glued to his face, showing a little fragile.

Was everything just a dream?

In the morning, the cold fog has not yet dispersed, there have been students began to step into the school.

"Ah, ah, ah Screams cut across the sky.

It was found that Paul, a famous football player in the school, was wounding people everywhere with a knife. He was also madly shouting that the God was dead and the devil was resurrected. People could not help frowning at the words.In this small town with a strong religious atmosphere, any disrespectful words to gods can only appear in private, or they will be caught in a madhouse as a madman.

The siren of the police car sounded, and soon Paul, who was completely insane, was caught in the car.

Then, after interrogation, they will send this guy who intentionally hurts others and insults the gods into a madhouse for transformation.

Zhou Yu stood on the side of the road, watching the police car drive away from the school gate, his eyes moving.

He thought of his dream last night, the guy who fell into the furnace and kept screaming.

However, it's just a dream. What does it have to do with it?

Zhou Yu takes back his sight and turns to enter the campus.

The first class is English class. The bell has been ringing, but the teacher has not arrived yet.

The classroom began to chatter and noise, this morning Paul's arrest has obviously spread all over the campus, so that the original boring students have more to talk about.

"Hello, have you heard? About Paul

"Of course, what's the matter? I've seen that guy's bad for a long time. He must have been crazy for a long time."

"No, no, I have inside information. It's said that the devil possessed me!"

"Possessed by the devil? Who are you listening to? "

"Hey, don't you know, I have an aunt from the holy sect..."

Creak - the classroom door was opened, and the stern looking English teacher came in.

The classroom was quiet for a moment. Zhou Yu looked at the two students who were chatting with each other. His eyes were indifferent.

Holy sect?

"Students, there is a transfer student in our class today. Please introduce yourself to her!" The English teacher looked at the girl student who was following her.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Karina. I'm from Kandi city. I hope I can get along well with you." The girl with long golden hair has a smile on her face, and her beautiful face is full of heroism that ordinary girls don't have, which makes her very attractive.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, the little theater is late again, QAQ is blaming me. Calvin has a lot of magic changes in the world. The author can't write a new Bible, so he can only change the background blindly. Christian believers and concerned readers should stop. This story is purely fictional and illogical. The author does not bring his mind to write the article. He hopes that the textual research party will enter carefully 。

In addition, as has been said before, Zhou Yu will be affected by his original personality, so the world will be more emotional, in short, naive. Having lost his memory, he has the thinking mode of an adult, but he is still immature. Therefore, he did not find Morris dead. It is normal to encounter some illogical places. Please let go of QAQ

thank you for the mines of Bantang and Moshu xiuran ~ thank you very much! Thank you for the support of the little angels! Hold on!

Little theater:

supernatural world consciousness: (raises the microphone) come on, cub, come and tell Dad how you feel about being caught on the spot when you do something wrong? (serious smile)

Morris: (with a fake smile) what are you talking about? I didn't do anything wrong! Daughter in law, you listen to my explanation!

Zhou Yu: (expressionless) I have eyes. Thank you.

Morris: (pretending to be calm. JPG) I'm really innocent.

Nightmare world consciousness: (laughs abdominal muscles. JPG) ha ha ha, I'm laughing, eh? Why don't you laugh in the future? Is there a shortage of money? (take out the money)

future world consciousness: laugh at your mother! Let go! (struggling in the arms of nightmares)

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