Chapter One, The Beginning, The Night of Incomparably Magnificent Revenge
At twelve o'clock in the night, there is no one on the street. The darkness slowly eats away at the extremely meager light around. Occasionally, I hear one or two screams of unknown creatures not far away, in the extremely silent city.
It looks very miserable. Is it a demon?
No, maybe human beings are fighting each other for so-called interests. After all, the seemingly silent night may be more "lively" than the day!
"Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta"
A burst of leisurely and yet steady footsteps came slowly in the quiet street, and a silver-haired young man wearing a blue coat and holding a Japanese sword in his left hand walked to a bar and stopped.
He couldn't be called a young man, but rather a teenager. Although he was as tall as an adult man, there was still a hint of childishness in his seemingly cold face.
"It has been six years. This time, the previous tragedy will not happen again!"
Looking at the sign hanging above his head, the young man looked at the sign in front of him, sighed a little, then lowered his head and walked in.
"Stop! I'm sorry, this is not a place open to children..."
As soon as he reached the steps and before entering the door, a young man in a black tuxedo came over and stopped in front of the young man...
Then, seeing that the young man didn't respond, the man at the door looked at it, and then said with a little meaning:
"Although he looks like an adult, he is probably not yet an adult, but he is still old enough. Do you want to consider coming here to sit on the stage?"
"…………"
Without answering the other party's words, the young man just raised his head and glanced at the other party with his blue eyes...
What kind of eyes are those?
When the young man looked over, the security guard's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then cold sweat burst out from his back in an instant, and he subconsciously took a step back.
"Hmph! Despicable humans..."
Seeing the security guard retreat, the young man said subconsciously and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, extremely noisy sounds rang out all around. The young man frowned slightly, obviously not adapting to this change.
However, everyone in the bar obviously didn't care about the young man's arrival.
Although sometimes a few bored guys will take a look at the door, but who can come here, and in this "special" time period, it is obvious that the other person is not an "ordinary person"
After looking around for a moment, the young man walked to the bar at a leisurely pace and sat down.
Almost as soon as he sat down, the bartender at the bar came up to him and took out something like a menu and placed it in front of the young man.
"Hello! What would you like to order, blueberries, champagne? Do you want me to make a cocktail for you?"
"No, you know that the Viper Gang, or the second in command of the Viper Gang, is in this tavern, right? Which room is he in? I have a big deal that I want to talk to him about?"
After rejecting the menu, the young man asked the bartender a few questions expressionlessly.
"…………"
Silence! Incomparable silence. After the young man said these words, all the noisy sounds around him disappeared, followed by everyone's doubtful eyes, and even a few people around showed meaningful expressions...
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The Viper Gang is a super gang that spans two cities. It is said that the leader of the Viper Gang has his back to the governor of this state, but the most mysterious thing is not the leader of the Viper Gang, but the second in command of the Viper Gang.
Although no one knows why this second-in-command is so mysterious, some say he is a human transformed from a demon, while others say he is a "family member" of the Italian Mafia.
But there is at least one identity that almost everyone in this city’s underground forces knows, and that is the “Alchemist”!
Yes, "alchemist", a profession that originally existed in the eyes of ordinary people, is similar to an urban legend. It specializes in using various mysterious props or magic to deal with demons. Some people also call this a magician, or a magician.
division.
But no matter what, no legend can cover up the mystery of this profession. It was passed down from a very ancient era. Perhaps only demon hunters of equal level know the mystery of this profession!
Closer to home, the second-in-command of the Viper Gang is an alchemist, and now there is a person, or in the eyes of everyone in the tavern, this childish-looking young man wants to negotiate a deal with him.
Who doesn't know that this second-in-command is a guy who eats people without spitting out their bones? Oh, maybe even the remaining souls may be enslaved.
"Hahahaha! Although I don't know where this young man heard the news, but to say it so straightforwardly seems to be a bit of a violation of the rules, right?"
At this moment, the brief silence ended, and a middle-aged man with scars on his face walked up behind the young man and said.
The young man was slightly startled by the touch from behind, then sneered and said in a low tone:
"Is that a gun behind my back? Are you going to use this toy to deal with me? Oh! Despicable human beings, you may never understand what kind of existence is in front of you!"
As soon as the voice fell, before the middle-aged man holding the gun could make a move, a bright sword flashed by, and only heard:
"Bata!"
The arm holding the gun fell, and the young man's right hand seemed to have just landed on the handle of the knife.
It took a long time for the middle-aged man to recover from the shock.
"Uh...ah...cough!"
The extremely harsh screams resounded through the hall, overwhelming the noisy sounds in the bar for a moment, but the next moment, the young man suddenly turned the scabbard of his left hand and hit the injured man's throat with the end of the scabbard.
………
The next moment, before the young man could make his next move, the people sitting in the bar seemed to have just come to their senses, pulling out guns and running away...
"Hmph! Are these despicable humans trying to use those toys to resist me?"
Barely waiting for the gunmen to make a move, the young man suddenly withdrew, and then assumed a posture similar to that of a Japanese samurai holding an "Iai" sword. The next moment, the bright sword light flew so fast that ordinary people's eyesight could not catch it.
slashed past those who pointed guns at him
After human beings' fear reaches the extreme, they will become extremely calm. No, not calm, but after the flash of swords and swords passed by "them", their fear may have disappeared with the passage of life...
…
All that was left at the scene were stumps, severed limbs, and rolling heads that were unacceptable to ordinary people. The blood splattered everywhere dyed the ground red, and the extremely rich smell of blood impacted the nasal cavities of the survivors!
"How is that possible? You! You! You..."
"Ah! Run! Run! He! Him! He is definitely not human, run!"
……………
Soon, all the survivors in the bar fled, leaving only the middle-aged man with a broken arm, and a bald man wearing a black coat and sunglasses in the corner that no one cared about.
"Remember! I don't want to hear the same words a second time, now! Can you take me there?"
Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, the young man dusted off the non-existent dust on his body with his hands and said coldly.
Feeling the "person" in front of him, or it would be more appropriate to call him a devil, the extremely cold murderous aura cut through the surroundings like a knife. The middle-aged man knew very well that even if he made one more unnecessary movement, he might die.
Under the sword of the man in front of me...
"Ahem! Please...please...please come with me, he is on the third floor!"
After speaking tremblingly, the middle-aged man stood up from the ground with difficulty, and then staggered towards the stairs backstage, closely followed by the devil-like young man.
At this time, just after both of them left the scene, the bald black man who was sitting in the corner and almost no one noticed came over, took off the glasses on his head, glanced at the stairs, and wrinkled
frown…………
"Is it him? It's impossible. He died under Dante's sword a long time ago, but...well~..."
Thinking in his mind, the black man snapped his fingers, and a dark red magic circle appeared under his feet. As the complex six-pointed star circle flashed continuously, the black man slowly sank into the circle below and disappeared.
After arriving on the third floor, under the leadership of the man, the two walked to a metal door near the end of the corridor and stopped in front of it.
The pain of losing his right arm and the constant blood loss made the man's face turn pale. Then he turned around and asked in a trembling tone:
"This...~his~, this young master, the person you are looking for is in this room. I..., can I leave?"
“…”
Without saying a word, the young man in a blue trench coat nodded, and then the man immediately ran away, as if there was a devil from hell chasing behind him.
"Click!"
After receiving the sheath and ignoring the head rolling on the ground, the boy kicked open the door. The huge force caused the metal door, which was strong enough to resist the rocket launcher, to shoot out instantly, directly smashing through the wall in front and disappearing outside.
In the vast darkness of night.
The loud noise also alarmed a middle-aged couple who were resting inside.
"Who! You! Who are you, why do you do this? You, you!"
In a slightly dim room, a couple walked out of the bedroom in the back room. The man still held a pistol in his hand, and the woman looked at the young man at the door with a wary expression.
Looking at the man holding a pistol in front of him and protecting his wife behind him, the young man did not speak. He walked directly to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and asked:
"I want to discuss a business with you. Do you remember the rumor six or seven years ago that a mother and son who were cursed by the devil once came to this city?"
After having a cup of tea, the young man didn't seem to realize that he was on someone else's territory and kept talking to himself.
When the couple heard what the young man said, they frowned, obviously realizing something, and then asked tentatively:
"Huh? You are talking about a woman leading a boy with demonic power, right? It seems that the boy's chest is different from that of a normal human being?"
"Yeah! Yes, that's them. Do you know where they are now?"
After taking a sip of tea in his tea cup, the young man raised his head and continued to ask.
"Uh! This~..., I don't know why you are asking this now?"
He asked subconsciously, and then glanced at the wall in front of him that was broken by the security door. The middle-aged man put down the gun in his hand, and then quickly replied:
"Although I participated in the hunt back then, that damn bitch is too cunning, and I have no news about them now! Distinguished guest, we may not be able to help you, but you can hire some demon hunters to deal with them.
.”
After saying that, the man glanced at the young man who was still drinking tea, picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then said:
"Ha! I've been feeling a little unwell lately, so please forgive me. But, have we met this young master before? I always feel that you look familiar?"
"Does it look familiar? Maybe!"
After replying, the young man put down the teacup in his hand, sneered, then stood up, looked down at the man next to him, and asked again in an affirmative tone.
"You don't know the current whereabouts of the mother and son, do you? Then I can tell you..."
As he spoke, the young man walked to the clothes rack at the door, turned his back to the middle-aged man, took off his blue coat, hung it on the clothes rack, unbuttoned the black jacket, and said
arrive
"They are here, right in front of you, in this city."
After saying that, the boy who had taken off his jacket slowly turned around
What appeared in front of the couple was an extremely magnificent, semi-awakened body of a demon, or a devil...
There are irregular blue cracks from the chest down to the navel.
The ribs on both sides go up through the armpits to the shoulders, and are wrapped by dark red cuticles, or carp armor, extending back and gathering inward, protecting the seemingly "cracked" chest, looking like a
V shape tattoo.
But this "alienation" state only extends to the joints between the shoulders and arms, as if something is missing and is not complete at all.
"The mother and son you hunted down back then, now "he" comes to seek revenge from you!"
Seeing the horrified expression on the other party's face, the young man slowly walked to the table, then held the handle of the knife and moved his hand slightly. The next moment...
"Ah~~~! You devil, you, you, you don't want, you! Don't come over! You...ah~..."
An extremely harsh scream sounded. The young man subconsciously flicked the knife in his hand, then sheathed the knife and turned around to walk in front of the woman.
"You! I clearly remember that when you were sitting in the car, you seemed to have said, "You must sell that bitch to a brothel"!"
After saying that, the young man turned around, his back to the woman, and said:
"I won't kill you. Go back and tell those despicable humans that I will find them. No matter how many people are involved, I will make them pay the price one by one! Of course, you can also invite some demon hunters that you think are powerful.
Deal with me, remember, my real name - Angelo!"
After saying this, before the woman could make a move, Angelo suddenly pulled out his sword, made a cut with his wrist in the air, then slashed down, and then sheathed the sword.
The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, and it would be even more perfect if you ignored the woman behind her whose arms had been chopped off.
"Ah~~, you devil, you, you..."
………
Ignoring the woman who was howling in the ghost valley behind him, Angelo put on his clothes and walked towards the hole where the security door had just been smashed. Then he jumped suddenly and disappeared into the night.
The moment after Angelo left, a dark purple magic circle suddenly appeared on the floor of the room. The next moment, a black man wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses appeared in the room.
"Mother and son? If it is really what I think, then this is a great opportunity to make that guy owe a favor..."
After muttering something, the black man wearing sunglasses followed Angelo in the direction he left...