Chapter 1 Demonic Recovery(1/2)
(This is the modified version)
After the training, Roger walked towards the locker room, flicking his phone while walking. A popular message on a social networking site aroused his interest.
An organization called the Huanshan Monastery spread the word on the Internet that the devil was about to awaken, and that the demonic energy would break into the world first, further stimulating human violence and leading to the destruction of mankind.
These unreliable apocalyptic remarks were very popular, and Roger just watched them as a spectacle. After taking a shower, he left the locker room, rode his bicycle out of the gate of Stanford University, and prepared to go back to the small rented apartment to rest.
As an international student from the East, I studied in the United States for seven years. Not only did I enter college through my football skills, I also secured my position as the main quarterback. I have a bright future.
All this was hard-won. Before he was thirteen, he stayed in an orphanage in the East and had to rely on himself for life and study. Until he was thirteen, a strange charity provided a limited number of orphans to study in the United States.
Opportunity.
He used the young man's brain to the extreme and defeated countless competitors before he won a spot.
The bicycle turned off the main road and entered a branch road with not much traffic. Suddenly, gunfire rang out. Roger reacted very quickly, stopped the car and hid behind the billboard.
Ahead, a convenience store was robbed. A Latino with a gun rushed out of the store carrying a bag. Inside the open store door, the owner fell in a pool of blood.
Roger was sure that the gangsters were far away, so he got on his bicycle and continued moving forward.
This is not surprising.
Not far after riding out, two white men had a heated argument on the side of the road. One of them took out a knife and stabbed the other in the stomach.
From a nearby phone booth, a black man carrying a bat rushed out. The black man picked up the bat and hit the white man with a knife on the head, causing blood to fly into the sky.
Across the road, dozens of people came out of different alleys, each showing their machetes and iron bars, and got into a melee.
For some reason, Roger also had the urge to throw down his bicycle and rush up to kill everyone.
What's wrong with me? I quickly shook my head, suppressed the urge, and bypassed these chaotic places.
The public security in the United States is not good. This is an intuitive feeling after studying abroad for many years, but it has been too bad in the past year.
The incidence rate of violent crimes such as homicides, shootings and robberies has increased by more than ten times.
Due to a detour, Roger turned into a secluded alley, and his desire to kill suddenly intensified.
It's as if all the violent factors in a person's body have exploded.
bang
Roger couldn't control the bicycle and fell to the ground, then his eyes widened.
Dozens of fresh corpses lay in the alley, each of them bloody and miserable.
Roger suddenly woke up and took out his mobile phone to dial 911. Before his finger touched the screen, a white light ball the size of a fist flew quickly, hit his chest, and disappeared without a trace.
Before he could react, another purple-black light ball hit him at a faster speed and also disappeared.
"You can't escape!"
An old voice sounded in Roger's mind, and then another voice without any emotion: "Even if your soul is destroyed, I will seal you!"
The tearing pain suddenly erupted from his heart, and his body seemed to be torn into two pieces. Roger unconsciously let out a scream.
He knelt on the ground and saw his two hands.
The left hand was black and shriveled, like a ghost's claw; the right hand shone with golden light and was warm.
The light became brighter and brighter, soon covering his entire body, and his left hand returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
"Make good use of what I left for you..."
The voice without any emotion suddenly disappeared, and Roger held his head hard, as if something rushed into his brain, making him confused.
He heard the sirens and passed out.
Roger remained confused for a long time.
Dozens of people died in the alley, and the American government and society needed a murderer. As a helpless international student and the only survivor at the scene, Roger fit the bill.
Roger was in a daze and achieved the achievement of sitting on the electric chair in the future.
The night after the verdict was handed down, Roger finally woke up!
"The evil spirit is awakening."
Roger was lying on the cell bed, sorting out the information in his brain.
Demonic energy, as the name suggests, is the breath of the devil, which can infinitely expand the violent and murderous desire of humans or other creatures.
That purple-black light group is the soul of the devil, which is called the devil soul by the white light group. It was the influence of the evil energy it spread that led to the continuous violence that day.
The white light group is a kind of pure light. It makes a living by hunting dark existences and calls itself the heroic soul.
The devil comes from another world, there is no specific information.
There is no origin of heroic souls. Roger only knows that the number of heroic souls is very small.
According to the information obtained, demons have been eyeing the human world since thousands of years ago or even earlier.
Because devouring new flesh and blood and violent souls with intelligence is the fastest way for a devil to become stronger.
But there are spatial barriers between the two worlds, and the devils can only penetrate through the gaps in the barriers.
Human sages have long been aware of it. Leonardo da Vinci discovered the devil and the heroic spirit, and like a genius created a method to deal with the devil.
He used the energy of the hero's soul to detonate the devil's power, filled the painting with the severed part of the soul, drew a magic circle, trapped the devil in the illusory world in the painting, and used the illusory world to block the cracks in the barrier.
Since then, great masters such as Beethoven, Van Gogh, and Rodin have successively set up trapping magic circles with their respective manuscripts, paintings, and sculptures to seal the devil in the illusory world at the cost of their souls, bodies, and even lives.
No door remains unbreakable forever. As time goes by, the magic sealing circle loosens and the evil spirit revives, the devil and his believers will soon come back.
The next information made Roger look a little ugly. The demon soul that crashed into his body was extraordinary. In addition, the heroic soul had been severely damaged and was half a broken body. It could only be sealed in the body, and the seal was extremely weak.
The seal will soon loosen, and his body will become demonic, gradually becoming violent and ugly. When the seal dissipates, he will be completely replaced by the devil.
Fortunately, Yinghun left behind a solution.
The heroic soul created a source of light in Roger's body at the cost of his life. As long as the source of light has sufficient energy, the seal can be maintained.
But the source of energy is a bit screwed up: swallowing demon souls to convert energy.
This is the innate instinct of the heroic soul.
It is said that there is a way to completely eliminate the demon soul in the body, but the cheating heroic soul does not know about it.
Roger closed his eyes, and a ball of light appeared in the darkness, flickering yellow, like an old-fashioned five-watt light bulb.
Are you forcing me to hunt devils? Roger had a toothache, and you can imagine his miserable life in the future.
Who wants to deal with the devil?
But if you don't do it, you will become a devil.
Another message appears, the energy transformed by swallowing the demon soul can not only maintain the seal, but also strengthen the body!
At this moment, the source of light burst out with thousands of rays of light, covering his whole body. Amidst a burst of warmth, Roger stretched out comfortably, shook his hand hard, and found that his strength had really increased.
Hug a golden thigh!
This encounter is not too deceptive. If Heroic Soul's information is correct, a major crisis is about to break out in the human world. Facing the invasion of demons, you need to be strong to survive.
Besides, real men want to become stronger, no matter what.
Then, he fell from the peak to the bottom, because his left hand was obviously a little black!
Roger immediately thought of the ghost claws that day. Is this a precursor to demonization?
Thinking that his handsome appearance is about to be lost, Roger is full of motivation. Where is the devil? Come and fight him!
But the world is so big, where can we find the devil?
Roger instantly thought of Da Vinci's paintings, Beethoven's music scores, the manuscripts of the Brothers Grimm, Van Gogh's portraits, etc. Once you enter their sealed world, there are countless devils inside.
However, the most important thing now is to get out of prison. Although the death penalty review may drag on for ten years, the thought of sitting in the electric chair in the future makes me feel uneasy.
Wow!
The prisons opened from the outside, and four burly guards walked in. The leader pointed at Roger: "Follow us."
Roger got up and was escorted by four people into a closed room.
In the room, there were a total of seven prisoners including him, including a big black man, a red-haired girl, a wretched Asian man, a fellow old lady, a fat white man, and a thin Latino man.
Is this going to be a Hollywood movie? The major ethnic groups are so well represented, and there are both men and women. It’s so politically correct.
The door on the other side opened, and a blond woman in military uniform walked in.
"Such long legs." Roger looked at the prominent leg lines in the fitted military trousers, "Long and straight, my legs are so cute!"
The blonde woman is very beautiful, especially with a smile on her face.
"Everyone, good evening." The blonde woman's smile became more charming. "I am Colonel Anna Prince. I am employed by the military. I bring you the opportunity to regain your freedom."
She put away her smile and said, "Da Vinci's Mona Lisa is the door to the evil world. Some things escaped from it some time ago. I need volunteers to follow me to the world in the painting to investigate the truth."
Leonardo da Vinci? Mona Lisa? Evil world?
Roger unconsciously twirled his fingers. Isn't this something he urgently needs?
At this point, Anna showed a charming smile again: "You can be a hero who saves the world. If you are lucky, you can also communicate face to face with the Mona Lisa."
To be continued...