Chapter Forty-Six
"Why don't you go over there? If you're scared, just say so." An stood on the wall beside him, looking down at Ark with disdain. "How long are you planning to watch?"
"I also think this is a good opportunity," Gray said in a somewhat strained voice. "What are you waiting for?"
Yak didn't speak, but just frowned as he gazed into the distance.
“I find this a bit strange. This guy is different from those sealed in coffins,” Ark said. “I’ve never seen a demon that can grant abilities to ordinary people.”
“If everything were the same, we wouldn’t have been unable to contain that guy.” An frowned and said, “Are you chickening out by talking so much? Then don’t stop the two of us. We’ve been looking for him for so long without success, and now that he’s come to us on his own, it’s a good opportunity.”
“Let me observe for a while longer,” Ark said after a moment’s hesitation. “At least let me assess this priest’s combat strength.”
The battle over there had lasted for a full five minutes, and such a high-intensity battle lasting five minutes is extremely rare.
The conflict, which lasted from beginning to end, even depleted their oxygen reserves, to the point that they were keeping their muscles in a state of constant oxygen deficiency without breathing. Yet, both sides appeared exhausted, while the overlapping black and gold beams seemed to be unleashing terrifying destructive power. Crows took flight from every corner, their numbers filling the sky and blotting out the sun.
It seemed to be the power of Gaia, the Healing Demon. Ark looked at Twelve from afar, hesitated for a moment, and thought.
He seems to be able to alter and manipulate the original material of objects, which is consistent with the characteristics of the Gaia race. However, there is a difference: his manipulation does not appear to be forced.
Ark wasn't sure what the difference was, because this was the first time he'd ever seen someone who looked like a demon; he'd never seen such a half-baked fellow before.
He probably never expected the city to become such a troublesome place; it's full of troublemakers.
Ugh, this is so annoying. I definitely shouldn't have stayed here. The more Ark thought about it, the more regretful he became, wondering why he had to stay and deal with this mess. It would have been so much better to just leave; then all this trouble would have been avoided.
But that won't do. I promised it back then, I made a promise to someone else.
“Ark, if you were here, what would you do?” Ark suddenly whispered, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.
Because he knew that even if he shouted it out, that guy wouldn't answer him. He was clearly smarter; he could definitely handle this situation better than him.
Ultimately, those guys gave me a really troublesome task, and I agreed to it without even realizing it. Looking back, I was such an idiot to agree back then. I definitely shouldn't have discussed those things while drunk; I got tricked without even realizing it.
Yak slowly put on his mask, a smiling mask. For a businessman, a smile is indispensable. It seems that only with a smile will the angels of good fortune favor him.
......
The little spider looked at the child standing in front of it in surprise, hesitating whether to go over.
She seemed to be crying, hiding in a corner and sobbing softly.
That was Lori. She recognized herself, and Spider-Man naturally recognized her too. The two of them had met at the church last time.
Logically, she should have been able to smile back then, and now that the bloody day has passed, she shouldn't be troubled. But now she seems to be crying.
Perhaps she needs someone to comfort her right now, and if she doesn't mind, Spider-Man would be happy to go and ask what happened.
But Spider-Man knew very well how repulsive he looked, so he just watched the child from afar.
Because this place isn't safe right now; there are potential troublemakers everywhere. The best thing I can do is stay here and quietly help her eliminate the danger.
"Hey."
"Wow!"
The little spider was startled and turned to look at Deedri standing behind it.
"What are you doing?" Chrison was startled and muttered softly.
“You shouldn’t be scared. I’ve heard about what happened to you. You should have noticed me at least when I’m within a kilometer of you.” Deedri grabbed one of his limbs and lifted it up. “I’m warning you beforehand, hunting humans is not allowed in this city.”
Christine was taken aback, then realized that she probably thought she was going to hunt down the child crying by the wall.
“No, you’ve misunderstood.” After realizing he had been misunderstood, Christon explained softly, “This guy has been sitting here for two hours.”
"Two hours ago?" Dedeline raised an eyebrow. "You've been observing here for a full two hours?"
"Um."
"Don't just casually admit to something so perverted, okay?" Dedeline looked around. "I was wondering why there was nobody around."
Where she looked, countless threads coiled around a massive net that enveloped the surrounding area—an object constructed purely of magic. Logically, it should have been corrupted by the chaotic elements, but the use of solid threads as a medium enhanced its ability to be preserved in reality.
"A very interesting ability," Dedeline thought. "The closer you get, the more dangerous the aura becomes. Even normal people are no exception." Krisen completely integrated the intimidating presence he naturally possessed as a monster into his surroundings. Anyone could sense what was there.
Even she herself was horrified; this child was a truly remarkable monster. Dedeline looked at the creature she had picked up and felt that it was quite different from the terrifying creatures she remembered.
"So what? What are you doing all this for?" Deedri sighed. "Although many people will back down because of the danger, you have to know what kind of people are in the city right now. If they come over... uh, wait a minute, you've been here for two hours?"
At this point, she suddenly stopped, realizing something.
There was a large pile of white yarn that had been tangled up and left there, and if you looked closely, it looked like a human figure.
"Are they all still alive?"
“I don’t want to hurt anyone, they’re all just asleep.” Spider-Man paused and said, “These guys are unreasonable, they just start attacking right away.”
Dedeline looked at it with an expression that seemed to say, "They forced me into this," and didn't know how to respond. Perhaps she wasn't suited to dealing with monsters that didn't seem to know what they were supposed to do.
From the moment Ark left the room, even the last remaining members of the outpost scattered throughout the city.
Although prey still hunts hunters, these creatures are all incredibly confident in their abilities. Therefore, they all dream of finding some extraordinary adventures outside.
"But speaking of which, why was that child crying there?" Dedeline remembered this incident and looked at the little one locked in the corner, saying with a touch of pity, "He's crying so sadly. Has he been crying there from the beginning?"
“No, at first I just sat there, and it wasn’t until about an hour later that I started to cry. Now I’m finally letting loose and crying.” Chris hesitated for a moment before saying, “I can assure you that my presence didn’t reach her; she probably doesn’t know I’m here.”
It was somewhat confident in its ability to hide, after all, as an insect-like monster, stealth was always a specialty of these filthy and disgusting creatures. Perhaps because they had no other abilities to boast about, they had always worked hard on this aspect.
"The more you talk about it, the more you sound like a stalker," Dedeline casually remarked, before walking directly toward the child sitting there.
When Lori noticed Deedris, she stopped crying and simply wiped her eyes, though she didn't fully open them. Tears still lingered in the corners of her eyes, making her normally clear vision appear slightly red.
Perhaps she didn't want others to see her crying, but she didn't know how long she had been secretly watched.
"Hello, this is..."
“You don’t look well. Do you need any help?” Dedeline didn’t waste any words and went straight over to Lori, extending her hand.
Lori stared blankly at the guy, not understanding what he meant.
Or perhaps she figured it out, but was just hesitant about its credibility.
Dedeline didn't care what this guy was thinking. She grabbed her waist with both hands, picked her up before she could react, and then put her on the ground and patted the dirt off her body.
“Girls shouldn’t cry in places like this; it’s easy for bad people to bully you.” Deedri squatted down, making herself slightly shorter than Lori. “Do you have a place to stay?”
“Yes.” Lori lowered her head. “I have a home.”
“Then go back. Your family will worry about you. The city is chaotic right now, and there are dangerous people everywhere.” Dedeline grasped her wrist. “I’ll take you back. It’s really not safe outside right now, and I’m worried you’ll encounter danger on the way.”
“But there’s no one home now.” Lori looked up at Deedri and said softly, “I don’t want to go back right now.”
"Have your family members left in the last few days...?" Deedri used a tactful approach: "Poor child."
"No, Karl is still alive."
“Karl is…” Dedeline suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar.
Because Karl was usually referred to as a priest, people didn't know what his real name was, so they all called him a priest.
But when she realized who the child was referring to, her lips just kept twitching.
"Don't worry, child, he's definitely safe and sound now." Dedeline patted her shoulder and said earnestly, "You know who he is, right?"
"He is the one who adopted me."
“No, I meant something else, like his profession.” Dedeline hesitated for a moment, perhaps she could arrest the child now to threaten the man.
However, this approach is rather despicable, and if he does it, even the gods might not bless him again.
Just as she dismissed the idea, she was suddenly hugged by the child.
“I know,” Lori whispered, putting her arms around her neck. “But he’s in danger right now. I can feel that he’s in danger.”
Dedeline paused, patted her back, trying to calm her down a bit, while pondering the meaning of her words.
She suddenly realized that she might be only one step away from becoming a so-called demon. Now that it had gotten a priest into trouble, she obviously had a good chance to take advantage of the situation.
"Do you know where he went?" Dedeline asked, mentally assessing her current preparations.
I brought my weapons, but forgot to wear heavy armor. Luckily, I had a light armor set underneath. I had a full set of throwing weapons, and I brought most of the commonly used potions made through witchcraft.
Aside from her slightly inferior armor, she is now in a fighting condition.
Lori nodded, clasped her hands together in front of her, and looked at Deedris as if in supplication.
"Can you help me?" Lori said softly. "He's in danger right now, and I want to find someone to bring him back."
“I’m a mercenary, and I make a living by solving these kinds of problems.” Dedeline flicked her nose. “If you stop crying, I’ll take you to find that guy named Karl.”
“Mmm.” Lori nodded quickly, then suddenly her vision shifted and she saw the monster at the edge of her field of vision.
The little spider lay there and waved to her.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to help out,” he explained. “I can still be of some use.”
It's more than just somewhat useful," Dedeline said, looking at the guy and shrugs helplessly.
“So, where is he now?” Deedrey asked Lori. “Can you lead the way?”
Lori nodded and turned to look at the street next to her.
“It’s in there.” Lori paused and said, “I’ll lead the way.”
"Inside?" Deedri turned her head to look in that direction, but it was just a somewhat desolate place. It seemed to be a dead end, with a locked door at the end.
Just as she thought the child was joking, Lori ran to the door and grabbed the lock.
Before Dedeline could figure out what the child was trying to do, the lock that should have been hanging there suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Did she do something just now? Dedeline felt that her eyes might have been slightly blurry and she hadn't seen clearly.
Lori slowly pushed open the door, indicating that she could come in.
It was completely empty; it was just a pitch-black room.
But Dedeline always felt a strange sense of crisis here, as if this side of the door was the human world, while the other side was the gate to hell.
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