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Chapter 137: Mary's Approval

In the empty room, light and shadow passed through the huge pendulum and projected on the slender figure. The room was filled with a smell of decay. Suddenly, the figure sitting on the chair seemed to have noticed something and opened his eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

A little curiosity and suspicion reflected in the crimson pupils, and then the woman with beautiful pupils slowly stood up from the chair.

Maria's face was as pale as paper. Generally speaking, this color of skin would subconsciously remind people of weak patients, but it was strange that fair skin and crimson pupils condensed into a strange beauty on her face.

“What a familiar feeling.”

Maria walked to the direction of the door, and a door isolated her from another world. He could feel that the world outside the door refused her entry. Here she was just a bystander, but for some reason, although she could not enter, she could see through the door everything that happened in another world.

The full moon hanging high in the dim sky, and the moonlight shines down on the depressing and weird streets.

Swish!

A burst of wind broke out, and several agile figures wearing triangular top hats and long black leather windbreakers ran past the street. They held guns in their left hand and held weapons of different shapes in their right hand, and their eyes were vigilantly scanning the surrounding environment. Occasionally, they would stop and identify the direction of a certain sound.

"It's there!" The man in the lead whispered. Hearing his words, the people behind him immediately took action. Some people stepped forward and some retreated. Soon, they made combat adjustments based on the terrain.

Then a bloody killing began.

The monster's roar, the hunter's hum, the blood splattered, and soon, besides the heavy breathing, the streets of the night returned to silence again.

The monster's head was cut off, and after death, a little obscure energy was separated from their twisted bodies. This energy poured into the bodies of the hunters around them, making the blood in their eyes denser, their emotions fluctuate, and their faces became a little more ferocious.

After the breath calmed down, the man in charge took out the map and outlined it a few times, and led the people behind him to continue moving forward. At the same time, in the nearby streets, the same things were taking turns.

The weapons are raised, dropped, searched, fought, and repeated, which makes the surrounding environment more depressed and dark.

Through a barrier, Maria silently watched everything that was being staged in another world. After a long time, a trace of sadness flashed in her crimson pupils and she sighed softly.

"It turned out to be another hunting night."

"Will this be the next Yanan? How long will this city be destroyed?" His eyes were blurred, and Maria remembered the city she had lived in.

It was a beautiful city that was originally prosperous, stable and peaceful. Everyone hoped that the city could become better, but the truth was that it was precisely because they did what they thought was right that ultimately led to the demise of that city.

People become monsters, hunters hunt monsters, but no one can continue to maintain their rationality in the repeated killings. Over time, hunters are immersed in blood and killing, and become something more terrifying than the monsters they hunt.

"This is indeed a hunting night." A sudden voice came from behind Maria. Maria did not turn around. The thumb of her left hand bounced slightly, accompanied by a crisp sound, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and a little cold light reflected in her crimson pupils.

"Forgot my warning?" With Maria's cold voice, the temperature in the room seemed to drop sharply.

"The corpse should be rested in peace..." Sigmun sighed, "The only thing that can rest in peace is not to stay away and not disturb. Are you sure my departure will give you real peace?"

"The kind of peace that comes from the heart, removes all the shackles and forgets all the obsessions. If your answer is yes, then I will leave now, and if you are in a torture, listen to me tell a story and understand the city we live in, which may allow you to get a moment of relief in the endless torture." Sigmun's voice was gentle, and he seemed to have not noticed the solemn atmosphere in the room.

Although there was an inexplicable force protecting him, he knew very well how dangerous this delicate and slender woman in front of him was when the sharp blade popped out.

Maria didn't speak, her eyes seemed to lose focal length, and through the invisible barrier, she observed everything that was happening in every corner of the city.

"Our country is Eland, and this is our capital Abetus. When talking about this place, we must not avoid the Oracle Church, and my teacher Dresel, who died in the struggle..."

The hunting in the chaotic world continues. As the killing progresses, the chaos values ​​accumulate, and the hunters' emotions also become abnormal little by little. In this process, Sigmon tells Maria about the history of Elland's struggle with the Oracle Church.

It talked about the successive sacrifices of many people for this country and city. During the process of Sigmon's remarks, Maria did not respond at all, but for some reason, when she heard the story of the struggle, her breath became more and more stable, and a certain kind of suppressed emotion in her pupils was also resolved to a certain extent.

After listening to Sigmon's narrative, Maria even had a strange idea in her mind, "When internal and external troubles, facing many crises, this country and this city can actually last for 20 years. This is simply a miracle."

"You are doing this now, just extending the life of this city. Killing will make people lose people, and the first thing that cannot be sustained will be these hunters." Maria suddenly said, "Don't overestimate a person's willpower. I have seen too many similar things."

"Pious faculty, great father, respected scholar-teacher, pioneers who study with the purpose of changing the world...End of all, everyone will be lost in the killing." Maria sighed.

"What about you?" Sigmun asked back.

The expression on Maria's face changed slightly, as if she was trapped in memories, "I said there was no exception... When you wake up, it's too late."

"No, the kind of situation you said won't happen." Sigmun said firmly.

"Silly confidence!" Hearing Sigmun's answer, Maria suddenly turned around, and invisible pressure enveloped the entire room. Even with Sigmun's mental power at this time, her body shook slightly.

"I have heard too many similar statements. These people are all the best in all fields, and they all think they are the ones selected, the most special. Some are lucky, while others are arrogant and arrogant!" Maria stepped towards Sigmun.

"But without exception, they all failed."

"No, I won't." Sigmun looked at Maria's crimson's eyes firmly without any retreat.

Shaking his head gently, Maria lost any desire to talk.

"Come on a bet, Ms. Maria, I will prove it to you."

"What do you want to bet?" Maria sneered, "Drive me to fight for you?"

"Not." Sigmun shook his head.

"If you lose, step out of this door and spend the whole day in Abetus."
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