In the sky, numerous distant gazes pierced through the boundlessly high sky and descended, ceaselessly focusing on this inconspicuous little town, turning the entire Three Realms into a central vortex that focused on it.
The people hiding in the bookstore.
"We can't stop them …"
His companions could not help but whisper.
The dozen or so people outside had evil gods and were creating fear everywhere. They had captured countless townspeople and locked them in their residential areas, threatening and scolding them in order to absorb their energy … How could they possibly win against them?
Milachi finally took a deep breath and clenched his fists. In his hands was a wrinkled book. An enchanting beauty tugged at his heartstrings, but there was no more energy. In this kind of small town, no one would come to the bookstore anymore …
Perhaps in the big cities, they could go to the gambling houses and the colosseum to absorb people's evil thoughts and emotions, but in Cade Town, the bookstore was the only weak channel.
Kaboom!
There was another huge explosion outside. It was in the neighborhood next to the bookstore.
"No!"
"The church will come and punish you!"
Accompanied by cries and howls, the elderly, women with children, and adults were all chased out. They planned to gather in a residential area far away and raise them like livestock to harvest fear.
And those dozen or so people had evil gods, as if they were shepherds of evil.
"Hurry up and make a decision. They're coming to us soon …" someone said in a low voice.
Milachi clenched his fists, completely experiencing the feeling of helplessness.
His loved ones, his companions, his best friends, the girl he had a crush on, and the ordinary town that he once hated … Now, it was being destroyed by the crazy people. The townspeople's loud cries, sorrow, and pain were all because of him.
Everything was because of me …
Just thinking about it made him feel a tearing pain in his heart.
"Power …" He took a deep breath. His nose was sore as he stared at his anxious and crazy companions.
"Let's go first! The people who were chased out are coming here soon. Let's go to another residential area and think of a way, whether it's collecting energy like them or something else … "the gentle senior who was already on good terms with him whispered behind him.
"It's too late …" Milachi said lightly. His expression suddenly became indescribably calm. This teenager had suddenly grown up in an instant.
A person's inexperience would never grow with time. They would only mature with suffering and experience.
He turned around.
"There's a secret that I want to tell all of you … You who have Evil Gods, as well as your enemies, your Evil Gods were created because of me. All you need to do is pay attention to them, and you'll notice that they're basically all centered around me. They're your neighbors, classmates you greet every day, upperclassmen you worship, upperclassmen you respect, and … the girls you secretly love."
What?
Everyone was shocked.
This was an inconceivable thing.
"Then what should we do now …" Someone tried to speak.
"You're all people I admire, and you've all become my companions. You're all friends of an ordinary person like me … I'm very happy." He choked with sobs. "In life, there are always sacrifices to gain something."
Milache stretched out his hand and looked at the crumpled book. The red light from afar dyed his face. It was as if time was slowly passing, and he was indescribably calm. "I used to be ordinary, but I yearned to be extraordinary. The life I'm living now is like a dream. It's wonderful enough to be together with a group of people I used to admire."
"You guys leave first. I have a sure-win method."
He meticulously put on the Misoya High School uniform, buttoned up the black suit, and carefully put on a white tie. He looked incomparably tall and straight.
"What sure-win method?"
His childhood sweetheart Sia's expression changed slightly.
"Don't lie to me! I know we're hitting a rock with an egg … "
She looked at the young man. She knew that he was an extreme person. He would never impose suffering on others, and he would bear the pressure himself. But at this time, she could not help but beg in a low voice. "We can try to capture some people, lock them up, and absorb their fear. Then we'll have power, and we can protect them and fight against them!"
"Once those things touch you, you'll sink," Milache said calmly. "All the Evil Gods were created because of me. Disaster, pain, and wailing … it's my responsibility. It's all my fault." His face was deeply hidden in the shadows, and no one could see his expression. "I have to solve it … Don't worry, I really have a way. Leave and wait for me to come back! I'll return triumphantly like a hero! "
He strode out of the bookstore and walked toward the place of the explosion.
Soon, the thugs treated him as an ordinary student and captured him like the other residents of the small district. They planned to lock him up in the small district.
"Milache! He's crazy! He's really crazy!! " The girl's chest heaved up and down violently. She bit her lower lip, and blood flowed down, but she did not feel it at all.
"Let's go!"
The group of people's expressions changed drastically. In the end, they escaped through the back door of the bookstore.
…
…
If falling into the abyss could be exchanged for power.
If abandoning shame could be exchanged for power.
The other despairing people would not have a chance to turn the tables even if they gave up everything. But he had it. So, what reason did he have to think that he was the most unfortunate one?
Milache laughed and moved forward with the surging crowd.
"Move faster!"
A powerful thug laughed. The crowd was pushed into the small district like prisoners and locked up. He looked at the suffering and wailing townspeople around him.
Everything was because he was not strong enough.
He turned his gaze to some people nearby. He had finally grown up. "The others all have symbiotic evil gods … but I don't. Because the evil god I picked up, although I only remember that it's called the Sweet Dream God, it's too powerful. It suppressed my heart and prevented any symbiotic evil gods from forming … In a sense, it's my symbiotic evil god. Although it doesn't completely belong to me, I've already formed a deep friendship with it!
"The others have used their own evil gods, but I've never used the Sweet Dream God because …"
Rumble!
In an instant, a black ghostly shadow suddenly rose from his shadow. All the residents in the small district felt fear in their hearts. It was as if some terrifying ancient demon god had descended. This caused their hearts to tremble to the extreme.
And the dozen or so people in charge of locking him up also felt their hearts tremble. It was as if they had seen some terrifying monster appear. They even had a close connection with the evil god in their bodies, as if it was their birth mother.
"What happened?"
At the door, the leader of these dozen or so people, the murderous demon Adrian, was a meticulous and powerful person. He had the mentality and ruthlessness to become strong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the leader of these thugs and suppressed the others. Adrian turned his head violently and revealed a solemn expression. "What is this thing??"
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