Kieran opened the door and slowly got off the car. His eyes were still calmly glancing over the four figures before him.
The four figures all had sharp teeth. Even when they closed their mouths, a cold glint could be seen. Their ears were pointed and small, like enlarged canines. They didn't have much hair on their heads, and their bodies were ordinary. However, their fiery red eyes were unforgettable.
More importantly, as the four of them stood there, Kieran could hear a series of wicked and strange moans in his ears.
The moans sounded like they were trying to release all the desires in one's heart.
It wasn't just a seductive and decadent moan, it was also amplifying the beautiful future.
Those with weak wills would only need to hear it once and they would be unable to extricate themselves.
Demons!
They were exactly the same as the records, the demons that lured people to fall!
Kieran was very sure about the identities of the four figures before him.
However, unlike the records, the four demons before him were … a little weak.
On top of that, the four demons before Kieran's eyes, whether it was the way they stood or the way they dressed, they were exactly the same as a normal human being. They didn't have the 'Fallen Posture' or 'Fallen Instrument' that the records mentioned.
"Are they the descendants of a hybrid?"
Kieran was guessing in his heart.
"Your eyes are disgusting!"
"Yeah, your eyes remind us of the unbearable past!"
"Anger will make us rude."
"It will also make you suffer."
The four hybrid demons said one after another.
They then walked towards Kieran.
The distance between them wasn't that far, just a car away. A normal person would only need two steps to reach Kieran.
However, the four hybrid demons strode a few steps forward and didn't even get close to Kieran.
It wasn't some special ability.
They were just walking on the spot.
Almost at the same time, the four hybrid demons noticed each other's actions.
"You guys are really cunning!"
"Don't even think about it, I won't be a chess piece and waste his last bit of strength!"
"Just a little bit of strength? What difference does it make who goes? "
"Then why aren't you the one who goes?"
Such words came out of the four hybrid demons' mouths.
Cunning, despicable, selfish, greedy.
That was the effect on 'demons', and after that came the so-called 'evil' and 'power'.
It was apparent that even though the four demon hybrids weren't pure-blooded in the truest sense of the word, they had the same personality as demons.
They were all waiting for their companions to make a move so that they could reap the benefits.
Perhaps if this dragged on, one of them would eventually compromise for the sake of benefits.
Unfortunately, Kieran did not give them the chance to do so.
His time was limited.
However, he still had to act until the end.
Hu!
After charging up, Devil Flame appeared out of thin air beside the four Devil hybrids, burning fiercely. With the buff from [Fiery Sulphur], the rank IV flames rumbled fiercely, forming a mushroom cloud in the sky.
The four demonic hybrids were instantly submerged. They didn't even have the chance to resist before they were burned to ashes.
Even in death, the four demonic hybrids refused to believe that Kieran had such strength.
According to their predictions, Kieran was already heavily injured.
Maybe he still had some strength left, but not a lot.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have left Alkender City when the Union sent someone to investigate him.
However, the fact of death told them otherwise.
They were wrong.
Moreover, he was ridiculously wrong.
Their powers started to disperse.
Gluttony appeared according to the script, opening his mouth to devour the power of the hybrid demons.
As for Kieran?
His body shook a little, but after Gluttony devoured the power of the demons, he slowly returned to normal.
At least, that was what it looked like on the surface.
Clap Clap Clap!
Amidst the soft applause, a tall man wearing a dark trench coat walked out.
His face was old, and the ends of his hair were completely white. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became slender and deep as he squinted his eyes. It made people feel very uncomfortable, as if they were looking at the patterns of snakes.
"Not bad.
The Devil devours the demons.
"What a surprising scene."
As the man spoke, he walked to a spot around 5 meters away from Kieran. He stopped and sized up Kieran carefully.
"Blood descendant of the High Devil.
I never thought I would see someone like you in this era.
The power that you devoured just now, is it your awakened power?
The power of the Devil plus the awakened power, a being like you would be extremely troublesome even 600 years ago.
"But now?"
As long as you are given enough time, I'm afraid you will become unstoppable.
Too bad …
The Union won't give you the chance to do so. "
A deep breath later, the man said in a pitiful tone. He then took his hands out from his windbreaker, revealing a pair of black leather gloves. He crossed his hands and moved his fingers and wrists before continuing, "But I have to thank you.
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have discovered the traces of the Broken Fire Council.
Don't worry.
After I kill you, I'll find them and send them to you one by one. Oh right, you guys should be in Hell, right? Or the abyss?
Some things can't be unraveled, but you guys won't go to Mountain Paradise. "
There was a hint of ridicule in the man's voice, and a layer of supernatural darkness gathered around his hands.
A cold feeling started to spread on the street.
It wasn't the same as common frost.
It went deep into one's soul.
"Do you feel this power?"
It's the power of the Interrogator from the papal era.
But it was perfected in our hands.
It's not just … "
The man dragged out his tone and waved his hand.
Darkness enveloped Kieran and Gluttony without any sound or presence.
"Can your power devour it?
"I hope you can give me a surprise!"
"Although you've devoured the original 'Dark Gold' before, the perfected 'Dark Gold' is different from the 'Dark Gold' you know. It …"
"T-It's tastier!"
The man showed a nasty smile, but it quickly froze on his face. As he swallowed, Gluttony showed the happiest smile on his face.
He had been waiting for a long time.
Finally, he got it!
The rich hot cocoa smell was mixed with the taste of milk.
The taste was great!
Unknowingly, Gluttony widened his mouth and sucked hard.
Souu!
The darkness that enveloped the street was sucked into Gluttony's stomach.
Then …
Gluttony looked at the feast that he had been waiting for.
The tall man had goosebumps all over his body.
Sweat dripped down his forehead without him knowing.
His body was trembling slightly!
It wasn't just pure fear, it was the gaze of the highest being on top of the food chain. The tall man felt like he was being attacked by a dimensional attack.
What made him panic was that he was slowly feeling how powerful Kieran was.
No!
It wasn't power!
It was …
Recovery!
After devouring the Demon's power and devouring the Dark Gold, Gluttony recovered.
Could it be …
Suddenly, a thought appeared in the tall man's mind.
"You set this up!"
You are using us to recover your wounds! "
The tall man shouted loudly as if he had seen through everything.
However, it was useless.
Gluttony dashed over, kicked the tall man down, pulled his glove off and threw it into his mouth.
Gak Tsk, Gak Tsk.
The leather glove was crunching in Gluttony's mouth, like meat being roasted with juices.
"T-Delicious!"
Gluttony's comment was very pertinent.
As for the captive under his feet?
His big brother forbade him from eating humans, so he was a captive, not a spare rations.
The rich Dark Gold energy was converted by Gluttony into Devil, Cardinal Sins, Dawn, Plague, and Saint Thorn, the five Origin Forces.
However, unlike before, when the five Origin Forces were converted into Devil Force, Kieran purposely held back when he transferred the energy to Devil Force.
Devouring the power of four hybrid demons was enough for the 'Devil Energy' to gain a lot of benefits.
Right at that moment, the fourth, fifth, and seventh Mordin sculptures that Kieran kept in [Crimson Ghost Stomach] suddenly appeared before Kieran.
The statue, which was already very abstract, became even more abstract at this moment.
They were like a pile of mud, twisting and distorting.
Dak Dak Dak!
Footsteps came from behind Kieran.
It sounded like a common man.
But …
It was a sculpture less than 30 cm tall.
It was fully armored, holding a longsword in one hand and the demon's head in the other. Its face was cold and familiar.
[Hell Breath]!
Mordin's final work.
The sculpture was hiding Mordin's distress signal at its base.
However, at this moment, the statue had already left its pedestal.
It pointed its sword at Kieran.
"The source of sin.
Calamity's father. "
"Kill!"
The sculpture shouted fiercely.
Then …
It turned its sword around and slashed at its neck.
Kieran looked down at the sculpture's movements. He didn't have any unnecessary thoughts just because the sculpture looked exactly like him.
In short, he was completely unmoved.
The moment the sculpture's sword touched its neck, it stopped.
The sculpture held the sword at its neck with both its hands but its eyes were glued to Kieran, as if it was questioning why Kieran didn't stop it.
Kieran looked at the sculpture quietly and made a 'please' gesture.
"Continue."
Kieran said calmly.
"Don't you think there's a connection between us since we look exactly the same?"
The sculpture couldn't help but ask.
"It's not the same.
"No."
Continue. "
Kieran said in a firm tone.
"Don't you have any curiosity? I can answer a lot of questions for you. "
The sculpture said.
"No."
"Thank you.
Continue. "
Kieran shook his head.
A hesitant look appeared on the sculpture's face.
It looked up at Kieran and said in a serious tone.
"I think we can talk in a different way.
I was too reckless just now.
I'm sorry. "
After saying that, the statue bowed sincerely.
"No need.
It's not reckless.
Continue. "
Kieran signaled the sculpture again.
The sculpture went silent.
Then …
It threw the long sword in its hand to the ground.
"Why should I kill myself?
I'm not an idiot!
Kill me if you can! "
The sculpture roared at Kieran in a hysterical manner. Kieran's gaze and expression didn't change at all, all he did was nod.
"Fine."
The moment his words subsided, Kieran stomped down with his right foot.
Bang!
The sculpture broke into pieces.
A ball of light shone from the broken pieces.
"Aaaargh!"
Agonizing screams came from the captive under Gluttony's foot. Streams of supernatural darkness were sucked out from the captive's body and fused into the ball of light.
It wasn't just the darkness in the captive's body, even the supernatural darkness in the void was sucked out by the ball of light.
The ball of light was like a giant magnet, sucking in all the supernatural darkness known as Dark Gold.
Kieran was watching the ball of light.
When he felt the throbbing from the ball of light, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
"It's finally here."
The captive was Gluttony's main course, not Kieran's.
Kieran's main course had just arrived.
Wung!
The ball of light shone brightly like hundreds of flashbangs going off at the same time. The whole street was shrouded in light, no one could open their eyes.
When the light faded, Kieran was already gone.
…
The warm morning sun shone down on the office.
Kieran sat down on the chair in his office as the morning sun shone down on him. In front of him was a neat and tidy desk. The arrangement on it was very simple. There was only a notebook and a fountain pen.
Kieran flipped open the notebook. It was empty. There were no words on it.
The fountain pen was filled with ink, allowing Kieran to write some words.
Putting down the fountain pen, Kieran sized up the office.
Similar to the arrangement on the desk, it was simple as well.
Other than the plants in the corner, there was a big, comfortable sofa. Next to the window was a filing cabinet. Through the glass of the cabinet, Kieran saw a picture sealed on the glass.
It was him in a white coat, holding a trophy in his hand.
Above the picture, there was a line of small words.
Congratulations 2567 for winning the Fervon Psychology Prize. (The youngest winner)
…
Kieran raised a puzzled brow.
"Psychology?
A doctor? "
Kieran thought.
However, it wasn't what he expected.
Based on his speculations, even if he left Alkender City, he should be in hell or the abyss or something.
How did he become a psychiatrist?
While Kieran was pondering, footsteps came from the corridor, followed by a knock on the door.
Knock Knock Knock.
"Doctor 2567.
The patient who made an appointment with you is here. "
After getting permission from Kieran, a young, sweet-looking nurse came in. Behind her was a haggard middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes.
"Em."
Kieran nodded. The nurse showed a sweet smile and signaled the patient to sit on the sofa before she left the office.
A psychiatrist's treatment was not allowed to be in the presence of others.
Even though she really wanted to witness the treatment of the legendary youngest Fervon Prize winner, she couldn't.
As a nurse, she couldn't break the rules.
'But …'
'It must be interesting, right?'
The nurse guessed.
Inside the office, the patient who just sat on the sofa spoke.
"I can't sleep again.
Although I did as you said, I keep thinking about her, she makes me … "
"Insomnia? Can't sleep? "
Kieran interrupted the patient.
"Yes, I can't sleep."
The patient nodded.
"Em."
"Then …"
"Have a good rest."
Kieran raised his hand and struck the back of the patient's neck.
Pak!
A clear noise later, the patient fell on the sofa.
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