“Human beings are truly horrible.”
Wayne touched the skull and thought about how he had also been threatened by a cement barrel, and he couldn't help but feel emotional.
"Indeed, humans are terrible." Yulia nodded in agreement.
“It’s terrible!”
Abin cried out in grievance, recalling the sad past, the soul flame in his eyes trembling in a trance.
Wayne: (＝_＝)
You two should stop being so emotional. Speaking of scary, you two just scared the shit out of me.
He waved his hand, and the boiling river water turned into a large tentacle, which rolled up the gasoline barrel and threw it directly to the shore ten meters away.
With a loud bang, the gasoline barrel deformed, large chunks of cement fell off, and a foul smell spread.
Those who often stuff bodies into cement barrels and sink them in rivers know that if cement and sand are not mixed in a ratio of one to three or four, but cement is poured directly, the hardened cement will be very brittle and can easily be cracked and deformed by the gas emitted from the body.
Of course, adding sand would not have much effect, and the cracks would still happen, unless the corpse was removed first...
Ahem, back to the topic, Wayne propped up the undead warhorse and came to the shore. At his nod, Abin stirred the mist and roughly opened the box, breaking all the cement on the corpse.
The corpse was wearing a beige windbreaker, curled up in a position, with its hands clasped behind its back with silver bracelets and its feet tied. It was in a serious state of decay, and Abin's rough behavior had torn off large pieces of flesh, making it impossible to identify the corpse.
But the uniform under the deceased's windbreaker, the senior inspector's shoulder straps, and the police badge dropped on the ground proved his profession.
The mist rolled up the police badge and presented it to Wayne. He raised his hand to take it, brushed off the stains on it, and confirmed that it was the badge of the London Police. The deceased was from the London Police Department.
"He's a policeman with a story..."
Wayne's first thought was to use his power to rob other gangs. This senior inspector used his power to open the door to social groups. However, he repeatedly raised the price or took the money but did not do the job, so he was retaliated by the social groups and was killed.
"No, when did my thoughts become so dark?"
Wayne muttered, the shadow nightmare was too weird, it eroded a person's mind without a trace, even a sunny boy like him could hardly resist it.
Yes, that must be it.
He changed his mind and thought that the policeman was a good policeman. He ignored the advice of his colleagues and investigated a big shot.
During this period, a large amount of evidence was seized, and the social donations from the big shots were rejected. The big shots were so angry that they sent their men to stuff him into a cement barrel and sink him into the river.
"Big shot?!"
Wayne snorted coldly, thinking of the big shot who had driven him out of London. If he remembered correctly, the other party's threat was to be stuffed into a cement barrel and sunk into the river.
Thirty years on the east side of the Taimu River, thirty years on the west side of the Taimu River, don’t look down on the young and poor!
That big shot would never have imagined that three months later, the ant that could be easily crushed to death would stand up!
Three months. Do you know how I got through these three months?
The housekeeper took such good care of me!
I don’t have to worry about food and drink, and I even picked up a long-legged teacher!
Wayne was filled with rage, and black smoke was gushing out of the skull's head. Looking into the distance, two balls of white flames were jumping violently in the twisted black fog.
Sensing its master's anger, the undead warhorse spewed purple flames and the evil dog howled to the sky.
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Wayne no longer thought about it and readily left his name in the Book of Greed, signing as the second Spirit of Vengeance.
[Humble prayer, resentful and wrongly dead, I hear your cries...
Under the witness of the sacred contract, everything you have belongs to me. You can keep your past but you will lose your future...
You have been given a chance to be reborn. You will become a spirit of vengeance, wielding the butcher knife for your own master, your own god, and for me.]
Wayne did not avoid Yulia, but awakened his second spirit of vengeance in person.
To be fair, there was no mandatory master-servant contract between Yulia and him, which was very different from Abin. He was still a second-hand horse, and the previous owner could come to the door at any time, so he was not strictly his own.
But Wayne still trusted her. Looking through the appearance to the essence, Yulia had a pure heart under the appearance that went against Wayne's aesthetic of justice. She was far kinder than 99% of human beings, at least kinder than him, Wayne.
Yulia offered her loyalty to Wayne, so Wayne trusted Yulia. However, if the trust was not absolute, it meant absolutely no trust, so he did not deliberately avoid her contracted spirit of revenge.
Yulia didn't know this. When she met Abin, she knew that Abin had a powerful master, powerful enough to create magical life and have the potential to pull out the shadow nightmare.
Therefore, Yulia was not surprised to see the corpse in front of him come back to life.
The corpse in the beige windbreaker slowly climbed up, river water dripping down the hem of his clothes. He stared blankly at the undead warhorse, evil dog, and the master who gave him a new life.
At the same time, the page of the Spirit of Vengeance in the Book of Greed revealed the image of the second follower.
The man was wearing a beige coat, a police uniform and long boots. His eyes were gray, his skin was moist and pale, and there was always a puddle of water under his feet.
It's a water ghost!
Wayne looked down at him, his skull opened its upper and lower jaws, and uttered a heavy voice: "Raise your head and look me in the eyes."
The man looked subconsciously, and saw two balls of white light facing each other. Memories of the dead came to his mind, reminding him of his name.
Beau Phillips.
Philip recalled the past, and scenes flashed before Wayne's eyes.
The first article is about three children sitting on the swings in an orphanage and talking about their dreams.
The dream of the two boys, Philip and Perry, is to become brave and fearless policemen. They are still young and do not understand what the responsibilities of the police are. They only know that the policemen on the street are very majestic and handsome, and no one will dare to bully them once they become policemen.
The girl Timmy dreams of becoming a teacher or a nurse, preferably a nurse, so that when Philip and Perry are injured, she can help bandage their wounds and give them injections if they are disobedient.
In the second story, Timmy was adopted by a wealthy couple because of his good looks. Philip and Perry also left the orphanage one by one and never met again.
In the third chapter, Philip became a police officer as he wished. He was brave and fearless and made many contributions. He met Timmy while rescuing a beautiful girl and fell in love with her at the speed of light.
Timmy did not become a teacher or a nurse. Under the education of his adoptive parents, he worked in the financial industry as an office clerk.
In the fourth chapter, Philip's colleague was injured, a new partner came to the office, and Perry also realized his childhood dream and became a police officer.
On this day, the three members of the orphanage reunited, and the scene was warm and harmonious.
In the fifth chapter, Philip investigated a missing persons case and followed the underworld all the way up to a congressman. He ignored Perry's advice and continued to dig deeper into the clues.
With a bang, Philip fell straight down, with Perry standing behind him with an expressionless face.
The underworld held a farewell party for Philip. Perry stood with the underworld leader. He was the congressman's man. He had tried to persuade Philip, but the latter insisted on his own way, so he had no choice but to do so.
Philip roared angrily, unwilling to believe all this, and questioned his childhood friend where his dream was.
Perry smiled disdainfully, mocking Philip's naivety. In the city of London, there are too many people chasing their dreams, but only a few succeed.
People's dreams will eventually succumb to reality!
If people like them at the bottom of society want to jump over the class barriers, they must have help from noble people. If they blindly pursue unrealistic dreams, they will only remain at the bottom of society forever.
Philip thought he had realized his dream, but in fact he was just a tool, a tool that was needed because it was valuable.
Justice doesn't exist!
Perry: I don’t want to be a supporting role, I don’t want to be a tool, I want to climb up and make everyone look up to me.
Philip: I despise you!
Perry was not angry. He poured the cement calmly. At the last moment when Philip's face was covered, he expressed his love for Timmy lightly.
He hated Philip. Everyone was working hard and he had paid more, but Philip got everything. He was always a bystander and a supporting role.
“Ahhh—”
Philip curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, the flashback of memory plunged him into the abyss of pain. He loved this brother too much. The strong contrast, the two completely different faces of loyalty and cruelty overlapping alternately made him angry and crazy, and gave rise to a strong resentment.
Resentment for betrayal!
Huge waves rolled in the Tame River, the calm river surface stirred into a whirlpool, the undercurrent boiled, and the terrifying waves turned into huge waves, hitting the two banks again and again.
Because he is a water ghost, his abilities are related to water?
Wayne looked at the turbulent river surface and a string of question marks floated across his mind. Strictly speaking, Philip was drowned by cement, not the Thame River.
So, cement is also water?
"Be quiet, you're disturbing the balance of the night."
Wayne waved his hand and sprinkled magic power on Philip like raindrops. The latter's rotten body slowly changed, and finally turned into an image of a drowned rat wearing a police uniform and coat, with a pale face and wet body.
"I gave you a new life, you lived again because of me, my spirit of revenge, Bo Phillips is a thing of the past, from today on, you will be called Abo." Wayne sat on his horse, drew out his bone sword and pointed it at Phillips, waiting for him to kneel down on one knee to accept the new life.
However, this is not the case. The first thing the spirit of vengeance needs to do when it wakes up is to complete its revenge on its former self.
This is true for Abin and Abo, they both have strong obsessions that they cannot let go.
Abo is a human being, with more ideas and more obsessions.
Looking at the powerful and evil master in front of him, Abo's heart was cold. It was the villain, the devil, who gave him a new life. Once upon a time, his dream was to go through fire and water for justice and to help the weak at all costs, until he gave his life.
He never expected that after a good night's sleep, he would become a minion of evil.
How is this different from Perry serving the Congressman?
Oh, there is a big difference. The congressman is not as evil as the big devil.
"My lord, after I complete my revenge, can you grant me eternal sleep?" Abo said bitterly. His dream has always been to be a partner of justice and he does not want to serve evil.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
Yulia was breathing fire, and Abin stepped forward, his ears erect, and his fangs bared in a warning growl.
Boy, I advise you not to be ungrateful. It's not too late to kneel down and apologize now! x2
Abin doesn't like Abo. This bastard is a bit ungrateful. Unlike it, it didn't put forward any conditions at that time.
"I came here because I heard your call. Why did I wake up and then fall into another long sleep? Haven't you slept enough?" Wayne pressed his hand, signaling Abin and Yulia not to get excited. If they learn more from their master, he would not be angry.
It is normal for young people to make mistakes and not be able to distinguish right from wrong. You can treat them like a dog first and then make things difficult for them later.
Abo was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I want to be a good person."
“Hehehehe——”
Wayne laughed and pointed at himself, Abin and Yulia and said, "Why, do we look like bad guys?"
Abo: “…”
It’s not a question of similarity or not.
"I know what you're afraid of. There's no need to be afraid. I can also tell you directly that your opinion is not important. It's up to me to think about it."
Wayne looked down at Abo and said, "Abo, remember, the moment you wake up, you are my dog. You must do whatever I want you to do!"
Abo bit his lower lip. Before he could say anything, Wayne continued, "Go ahead, vent your anger, complete your revenge, cut off your past, and from now on, your future will belong to me."
Abo didn't move. Wayne sneered: "Calculate the time. You have been dead for half a year. Let me guess, is your beautiful girlfriend lying in your brother's arms now?"
boom!
A loud thunder exploded above Abo's head. Yes, his past was not only filled with hatred, but also with love.
What he resented was not only the betrayal, but also himself, for he had let his lover down.
He had clearly promised the other party that he would go home early that night to enjoy a candlelight dinner with Timmy, but he has been late for half a year.
Abo turned around suddenly, jumped into the water and disappeared.
"Master, do you want to follow and take a look?"
"That's not good. It's been half a year. Maybe they are just stopping..."
…
King Prince Street, West London.
The fog was not thick in the middle-class neighborhood. It was already after midnight, and a few cars were slowly passing by on the streets near the residential area, with few pedestrians passing by.
Abo crawled out of the sewer like a drowned rat and stared at a window on the fifth floor in a daze. After a while, he climbed up to the balcony using his hands and feet.
Like Abin, Abo also needs Wayne's magic to feed him.
Because he refused to serve his master, he did not gain any magic power and was now in a weak state. His skill panel was gray and many of his abilities could not be used.
Moreover, he had just woken up and had no idea what he was. He naively thought that he was just an undead awakened by the devil.
As a water ghost, Abo cannot stay away from the Taim River and the water, otherwise his body will dry up quickly and all his attributes will decline, making him no different from the old men and women in the cemetery.
Just as Abin was confined to the Lundan Mist, Abo was confined to the River Taim, and once they left their own territory, they would fall into extreme weakness.
The solution is to obey the master and get the magic of reward.
Abo stood on the balcony, looking into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling window. His girlfriend Timmy was curled up in bed, her face haggard, dark circles under her eyes, and her once beautiful long hair was now dry and without any luster.
The bedside table is filled with photos of the two of them.
"You've lost weight..."
Abo muttered to himself and raised his hand to push open the French window, but in the end he didn't have the courage to do so.
He is already dead, his future is doomed, he can't give anything to his lover, not even a promise.
What's the point of meeting each other at this time? Light the flame of hope and then extinguish it with your own hands, leaving each other in pain forever?
"You're a good girl, forget me, I don't deserve it."
Abo closed his eyes in pain, leaned against the wall and searched his pockets, looking for a cigarette, but only took out a wet cigarette box.
"Oh, your girlfriend is quite pretty, with nice bone structure!"
A haunting sound was heard, and Abo suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. The undead warhorse was headfirst, with its four hooves stepping on the wall as if it were flat ground.
On horseback, his master bowed his head and said, "This flower of life is about to wither. I can help speed it up so that you can continue your love after death."
Bang!
Abo knelt down and said loyally, "My merciful master, I like the name you gave me very much. I am willing to offer you my future. Even if I fall into hell and become a devil, I will have no regrets. I only ask you to forgive my past."
"who!"
"Who's outside?"
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