Bang!
The door to the villa's living room was pushed open. Angela, who struggled to walk in with a large cardboard box, raised her head and saw Saber sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. But this time, other than the fierce-looking Sergues, there were a few other people beside him.
A young man with a scar on his face sat beside Saber with a cold expression, drinking tea silently.
A guy wearing a cowboy hat with the brim pulled low and a black windbreaker was playing with a floating poker card in his hand. There was also a gem-studded cane beside him.
An Asian woman without any makeup stood behind Saber and eagerly offered him a new cigar. She looked like a servant, but when the pretty woman glanced at Angela, the latter felt as if she was being stared at by a black widow spider. Her hair stood on end.
As for the last guy, Angela knew him. He often appeared on the cover of various major media outlets. Of course, most of the time, he appeared as a playboy. No matter how crazy the policewoman was, she couldn't imagine that Tony Stark, who was always involved in inexplicable scandals with inexplicable female celebrities, would appear in Seiber's house. And from the looks of it, they seemed to be close friends.
When Angela walked in, the group was discussing something. Outside the circle, there were some young people who looked like they were underage, but their eyes were cold and indulgent. They had the same symbol on their sleeves and necks.
A black demon's head dripping with blood.
"Oh, our little Angela is here."
Saber waved at Angela enthusiastically and signaled her to put the things in her hands on the wooden table in front of him. The policewoman walked over with the cardboard box and piled the files on the table. Then, she took out a map marked with a marker and said to Saber, "These are the three files that I've found in the past three years.
"These are all the files related to the psychopathic murders and the preachers. I've sorted through them, and these are the results. According to your description, I found a total of 23 similar bases in New York, but I can't be sure of their accuracy."
Seber took the map from Angela and laid it flat on the table. There were 23 positions marked on the map with a red pen. He nodded in satisfaction.
"Okay, this is enough."
Saber's finger slid across the map. His voice rang in the living room.
"Half a month ago, we spent seven days chasing all the mysterious creatures in Gotham out. Those who called themselves demons and holy spirits finally chose to submit to our knives and guns. They screamed and crawled back like wild dogs with broken spines. You see, they weren't as strong as we thought …"
His gaze swept across the few people in front of him.
"But when we came to New York, I suddenly realized that the stray dogs were much more 'unyielding' than our compatriots here. I warned them twice!"
He raised two fingers in the air and gathered everyone's attention on him. Saber emphasized his tone.
"Four years ago, in the face of the gangsters in Gotham, I didn't give them a warning. We killed them directly and destroyed their ridiculous alliance overnight! They were afraid of us. "
"A year ago, in the face of Stryker, we didn't give them a warning either. We also killed them and wiped out two of his bases. We let that bastard die in the most painful wail, and his soul returned to hell."
"A month ago, in the face of Domumu's army of darkness, we didn't give them a warning either. The warriors of The Devil Gang followed us into the battlefield of Gods and Devils. It was proven that under our slaughter, even the demons had to retreat!"
Saber coughed softly.
"But this time, I warned them! Two times! Not only did they not retreat as we said, but they became more and more arrogant and killed ordinary people everywhere to express their pitiful and humble "dissatisfaction"! For this situation, I only have one doubt … "
The expression on his face became puzzled. He looked at everyone and spread out his hands.
"Did I say that they have the right to express" dissatisfaction "?"
"Bang!"
Saber's fist slammed on the table in front of him. His eyes became extremely terrifying. In the dark red eyes, there was a kind of irritation and impatience.
"They think that we have no guts. They think that we will retreat in the face of their despicable means … Tell me, do you have no guts?"
"Zeng!"
Santos's two daggers jumped in his hands. The leader of the younger generation of the Devil Gang rubbed the blade and said in a cold and ruthless voice.
"Then kill them all! Let them go to hell with their dissatisfaction! "
"That's right!"
After contracting the demon, Alanac, who was taller than before, stood up. Like the ape Tarzan, he waved the lightsaber in his hand. "Kill those stupid bastards!"
Although the others didn't say anything, the eagerness on their faces clearly expressed their thoughts. Meanwhile, Seiber's gaze landed on the silent Remy and Tony. These two were considered external aid, and they hadn't spoken up until now.
"I know …"
Saber's voice became gentle. "I know that some of us are still afraid of these mysterious forces. They think that we will die a horrible death if we go against the gods and demons. Our cowardly beliefs are still affecting some of us … I don't understand. What are you afraid of?"
"The most powerful force in the world is standing behind us. Facing those weak gods who can't even break into this world, do you still want to kneel on the ground and pray for them to give you salvation?"
The leader of The Devil Gang sat back on the sofa. He reached out and took the red wine from Yuriko. He shook it in his hand and looked at the halo of the liquid.
"The Devil Gang will follow me. Whether I bring them to heaven or hell, I will bear the responsibility. But if you think that this trip is too risky or conflicts with your beliefs, you are free to leave. I promise, this will not affect our relationship."
Yuriko, who was standing behind Saber, snorted. Remy Leber, who was drowsy, raised his head instinctively. Through his sleepy eyes, he saw the dissatisfied expression on his new girlfriend's face. He hurriedly pushed the brim of his hat, clenched his fist, and patted his chest.
"Don't worry, Saber. I may not join the gang, but we are friends and brothers. Your business is my business!"
Tony, on the other hand, was a little hesitant. He was a businessman, so it was inevitable that he would overthink things. However, when he thought about the Sorcerer Supreme behind Seiber, he felt that this was a real opportunity. He thought for a while, snapped his fingers, adjusted his bow tie, and said coolly.
"Then, Tony Stark, I'll go with you!"
"Very good!"
Saber drank the red wine in his hand in satisfaction. "Too bad Johnny is far away in Europe. Otherwise, we would definitely be able to catch all of those mixed-blood bastards in one fell swoop! But that's not a big deal. Leaving a bunch of lucky bastards alive will allow them to spread the news. "
"Sergues, you take the brothers to West Foothold No. 1. Santos, you go to No. 2. Alanak and Erwin, you go to No. 3. The Anais brothers, go to No. 4."
Following Seiber's orders, one by one, people stood up and walked out of the villa. Outside, the gathered 300 absolute elites of the Devil's Gang were armed to the teeth. Holy Water, Holy Silver, everything they needed was replenished by Kamar-Taj. Under Sorcerer Supreme's orders, SHIELD, who regarded New York as their base camp, acted as if they didn't see Seiber's big move at all. They allowed the trucks full of thugs to gallop through the night of New York City.
In fact, Nick Fury was now having a headache. Unlike the Heavenly Sword Bureau, which was only responsible for their own country, SHIELD was known as an international organization. At this moment, he and his subordinates were almost responsible for the entire America and a small part of Europe's mixed-blood drive, and this matter was unanimously approved by all the leaders.
The earlier these uncertain troublesome factors were dispelled, the better for every country. In this matter, those leaders who knew some inside information had no need to go against Sorcerer Supreme. So now, SHIELD's headquarters was empty to the extreme. Even Nick Fury himself was stationed in Washington with agents to drive away the mixed-blood there. The triangular wing building even needed the support of the New York Sanctum to perform the defense work of New York.
Of course, in terms of overall strength, The Devil Gang was not even one-tenth of SHIELD's, but this could not be helped.
"Phew …"
The last to leave was Robin. This guy was unwilling to contract a demon, so his strength was already relatively weak in the Devil Gang system. This made Saber a little worried and even wanted to lend him the Demon Hunting Gun, but Robin rejected it. He said that he had enough ways to deal with those bastards and told Saber not to worry.
This made Saber a little curious. He instinctively sensed that Robin might be hiding something from him, but this kind of thing, Robin did not say, and Saber would not ask. He was not a person who was curious about other people's privacy.
"The big boss is always the last to appear, so let me deal with those guys who are the most difficult to deal with."
Saber's fingers shook in the air, and a sandalwood fan appeared in his hand. He stood up from the sofa and glanced at Angela who was standing there. He said softly.
"You still haven't made a decision?"
Angela remained silent. Seber took out a silver pocket watch from his chest and opened it to take a look.
"I'm running out of time, so I'll give you the last ten seconds to make a decision!"
He looked at the policewoman in front of him. "I know this will be a difficult decision, because when you can see them, they can also see you … Just like the abyss, when you look directly into the abyss, the abyss will also look back at you … Choose to continue being an ordinary person and live quietly until you die of old age …"
Seiber leaned close to Angela and whispered in her ear in a lover's gesture.
"Or, completely tear away your fear, step into this world, and use your own strength to avenge your sister … You are destined to be different from those mediocre mortals, you and I both know this!"
He reached out and stroked Angela's chin, his dark red eyes narrowed as if he was looking at a piece of art.
"Then, tell me, Angela Dawson, what is your choice?"
"I …"
Angela clenched her fists and took a deep breath. "When we were young, Isabella and I, we were twins. People said that twins have a natural connection. When I was in pain, she would cry. When she was happy, I would laugh. We would use that mysterious connection to call out to each other. I know … eyes. Our eyes can see things that don't belong to this world since we were young …"
"I thought they were all fake. I desperately wanted them to disappear from my life, but Isabella thought they were real. She started to be interested in witchcraft and demons until the moment she was sent to the mental hospital. She looked at me and said," Say it, Angela. Say it. Tell them that you can see it too … "" Yes, Angela. Tell them that you can see it too … "
Two drops of tears flowed from Angela's eyes. "But I didn't … I was a coward. I was afraid that I would be locked up in the mental hospital like Isabella. I told them, no, I didn't see it … The next day, I couldn't see those dead apparitions anymore. I couldn't hear Isabella calling out to me in her spirit anymore. I thought I was normal."
"You just abandoned your talent and chose to become an ordinary person."
Saber's voice sounded again. It was as high as the devil's seductive voice. "You killed your sister … right? You actually knew this all along, didn't you? "
"I was an accomplice … I never believed her. Even though I saw spirits like her, I never admitted it. I forced myself to forget … But I knew that those things were always following me … Why was it so easy for me to find the culprit? Why was it so lucky for me to dodge every bullet? Why was it that I could accurately hit the culprit behind the wall? I know … "
Angela choked with sobs.
"I know, it never disappeared … I was wrong, Isabella, I was wrong! I shouldn't have left you alone in that horrible world … I was wrong … "
She opened her eyes and looked at Saber. She slowly knelt on one knee on the ground, just like how she would go to church to confess.
"Please … help me! I've already lost her. I can't just watch her soul fall into hell. "
A smile appeared on Seiber's face. He reached out his hand and placed it on Angela's head.
"Then, one last question. When I unseal your eyes, when you enter this world … Who will you fight for?"
Angela lowered her head, just like a believer who was immersed in fate.
"I will fight for you …"
"No! I don't need it! "
Saber denied Angela's vow and raised her head. Their eyes met, and the ring of fire shone brightly. Saber saw Angela's past and saw the shackles that wrapped around Angela's soul. It was a shackle that came from self-denial, just like a gray chain.
The Hellfire burned carefully in Angela's shackles without harming her soul. At the same time, Saber's deep voice sounded.
"Fight for yourself, Angela Dawson. Pursue your destiny, accept your power, and hold it in your hands. Do something really big, and then be magnanimous."
"From now on, you … are free!"
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