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Chapter 268 The Druid who keeps pace with the times

Johnny Blaze has had a headache recently. He felt that every time the thunder outside the window sounded, the sound waves from far to near would penetrate into his brain, and the thunder would hit back and forth between his fragile brain blood vessels, making an echo. Every time the sound waves hit him, he felt that someone was hitting his ear drum from the inside out with a big hammer, causing his forehead to continuously secrete cold sweat. It was the sound of his heartbeat. He remembered it, it was his heartbeat.

It's a good thing to have a heartbeat, at least he still has a heart, not the empty flame between the front and back ribs. He felt that the ghost thing in his body was getting crazy. Moru said that he could help him get rid of this thing, so he believed it, regardless of the sarcasm of the young magician, just because he wanted to see his girlfriend again. He originally thought he had gotten rid of the devil in his body, but later he realized that Moru just buried the thing deeper-now the ghost thing was raising his head in a pit, yelling, making him almost unable to sleep.

Fortunately, the ghost thing can't climb out for the time being and can't replace him again at night. But even so, he escaped from Carter Slay because this problem cannot be solved by the old ghost knight Carter Slay he knew. According to the young magician, the things in his body were not the same thing as what Carter Slay once had. He had to put in more effort than Carter Slay to control that thing.

Control! Fuck the control! He just felt that soon his blood would boil in the blood vessels and explode. He would once again taste the pain of the flame burning his body from the inside to the outside. His internal organs, his muscles, his skin, everything about him would be burned out in the fire, leaving only a pair of bones full of flames and the soul of the devil.

Johnny Blaze still cannot forget that kind of pain. Even on the first night of successfully suppressing the devil, he still needs alcohol to help him sleep, otherwise the pain would crash into his dream at midnight. It is because of this that he was arrested in the United States for drunk driving - not to mention now, the devil is using its voice to remind Johnny not to forget this pain, because sooner or later, this pain will come again.

He needed more wine, strong enough, the kind that made him lose consciousness! Because only by completely losing consciousness can he exclude the endless roar that echoed in his soul from his mind. Johnny sat up from the bed and groped the bottle under the bed. What is this? Scottish distilled whiskey! A spirit that is enough to drive a sports car!

"You're about to finish my wine." Father Moru was an excellent roommate because he always brought a lot of wine. After leaving the old knight, Johnny Blaze left the United States in partnership with Father Moru who came to the door. According to the priest himself, the church had sent new members of the inquisition to replace the sacrificed brothers. Since he was the only survivor, his position has been greatly improved, and even the monthly allowances have been received by most of the time.

Now, even Moru and Johnny can afford the daily drinking cost - Johnny doesn't have much money. After knowing his condition, her girlfriend tried to send money to Father Moru, but was rejected by Johnny. His self-esteem did not allow it, and the reason he stayed with Father Moru was because there were ways to make money here.

"This is the price for your church to hire me." Johnny waved impatiently, trying to get the Scottish distilled whiskey taken away by Father Moru. "Speaking of this, I didn't know that there was such a job in the world before. I just need to pray every day, and I can get a sum of money by receiving the communion on weekends. This may be the best job in the world, right?"

"Your prayer is undevoted, Johnny." Molu sat earnestly on Johnny's bedside. He didn't mean to give it back to Johnny because he had something to say, and he wanted Johnny to stay awake. At least for now. He said, "I know you are disappointed, but prayer can indeed relieve your symptoms."

"But this cannot be completely solved, isn't it?" Johnny felt the flames spread out from the gaps in his bones. He felt his skin smoking. But when he looked down in horror, he found that it was just an hallucination. The worst hallucination was what he feared the most. Johnny swallowed his saliva, trying to make sure that he was not burning.

"I remember what Salomon said." His annoyance was interrupted by the sudden fear, and Johnny became depressed. "He said it was my fate and I will never be able to get rid of the spirit of revenge."

"I have sent him the news," Moru said. "I still left a bargaining chip. You don't know how surprised the church was when he knew that the little bastard was the Son, and I happened to have that dream. The Pope (Papa) believed that this dream foreshadowed the Son's great achievements. The Son was destined to kill a three-headed dragon. The church would sanctify him, just like the canonization of St. George - not the canonization of the Roman Church, that was worthless - and at the same time, I also won you an opportunity."

Moru sorted out his language, and he said with a wink, "You must not tell anyone about this. The Revenge Spirit belongs to hell. If you still cannot suppress the Revenge Spirit and are willing to give everything to find peace... I think you can go to hell to solve this matter. Don't tell people in the church that they only want to drive the Revenge Spirit in your body to hunt black magic creatures, otherwise why do you think they would hire you."

"I'm not surprised that the church has this purpose, I'm not stupid. But your method is to face the devil?" Johnny widened his eyes.

"Of course." Moru was a little proud, "The magician had something that he hadn't told you, but his character made him unable to tolerate our mistakes, so he told me something we didn't know before-he didn't tell you what the essence of the Revenge Spirit in your body is, how powerful it is, and what Mephisto did to this Revenge Spirit. If you are willing to listen, I will tell you slowly..."

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