Open Your Quest Log Chapter 402

The current situation looks a hundred times worse than the last time.

"Teacher, these people..." Darren lowered his voice and looked around nervously, "These people actually have some blasphemous aura about them, everyone is, without exception, even the one in the woman's arms. Children too..." The young paladin had an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, you feel right." Hall said in a deep voice, "It seems that the evil creature hiding in this village is most likely a devil!"

"Devil?" Darren had only known about this hellish monster in the codex and legends before, and had never seen it with his own eyes.

"Only the devil can contaminate so many human beings with a blasphemous breath." The older paladin's tone was very determined, "Don't panic, let's go inside and find and destroy the devil first."

Say, what else? Darren didn't know. But he knew that destroying the devil would not be the end of the whole thing. He followed his teacher slowly in the village, using the professional talent of the paladin to pursue the source of the breath.

The villagers along the way stopped their work, stopped in place, and stared at them intently. Darren could see the obvious repulsion in the eyes of these people, and some other elusive emotions, which were faintly mixed.

The two paladins finally stopped near a very inconspicuous sand building. Darren took out his weapons and stared cautiously at the door of the building.

"Teacher, the source of the breath should be inside this dwelling!" He said nervously.

The older paladin nodded, walked to the door of the building, reached out and knocked. Heavy metal gloves knocked on the poplar wood door, making a dull sound, "Anyone?"

After several heartbeats, the door was opened, and the air of blasphemy became more and more obvious. Darren raised the long sword in his hand and waited for the blurry figure slowly creeping out of the darkness in front of him.

The figure kept approaching, and finally appeared under the sun. It was a hunched old man who seemed to be over a hundred years old. He was wearing a light-colored linen robe. After coming out, he first looked at the two paladins with slightly cloudy eyes, and then asked, "What's the matter? Unfamiliar traveler?"

It was a human, Darren could clearly tell. As a paladin, he may not be able to see through the bizarre illusions created by mages, but he can still see through the bewildering spell-like abilities of evil creatures at a glance.

"We are paladins, and we accidentally discovered the traces of evil creatures in this village. The trails eventually point to your house, can you be allowed to go in and check it out?" Hall asked politely, "This evil creature It is extremely dangerous and may endanger your life and that of other villagers."

The old man's face has many gray-brown marks, which are evidence of the gradual aging of the body. He raised his head and kept staring at the two paladins, with a somewhat familiar emotion in Darren's eyes.

The old man did not refuse or agree, but just stood silently in place. After a long time, the old man smiled bitterly, "You are too late." He said inexplicably.

"Why?" Darren was a little confused. The source of the breath is clearly still in the room, why does this person say it's too late?

"Because you are not needed here, paladins!" Another voice came from the dark room. The voice was gentle and modest, but the content of the words was cold and biting, "You have been eliminated, just like many professions that once existed in the multiverse, the fate waiting for you in the end has to disappear!" The voice said, while Constantly approaching, Darren was sure that the guy was the source of the blasphemous aura.

"You are talking nonsense!" He retorted angrily, and raised the long sword in his hand, ready to kill the guy directly after he came out. Darren is very sure that he can kill the opponent. After nearly ten years of hard training, his current martial arts are even higher than that of his teacher, but he is not very skilled in the use of divine power.

"Nonsense? Hmph, is it nonsense, isn't the fact proven yet?" The owner of the voice finally revealed his figure. It was a humanoid creature wearing a luxurious purple dress. He had small lamb-like horns on his head. His hair was shiny and neatly combed to the back of his head (back head), looking elegant and charming.

A sinister reaper, Darren has learned what all evil creatures look like on the Codex. This kind of devil's fighting ability is not very strong, but it is very good at disguising, and likes to walk among the nobles in the appearance of humans, seducing the soul to take the bait.

The Reaper was clinging to the shadow behind the old man, keeping a certain distance from them.

The devil's expression was fearless, "Young paladin, didn't your teacher tell you, in fact, the reason you were eliminated by history was not because of the exclusion of mages, nor because of the disappearance of gods, but the most extensive Ordinary people!" There was an evil smile on the corner of the devil's mouth, "Your unscrupulous judgment and habitually handy detection abilities make people more and more intolerable. If even the general public can no longer bear you, then What is the value of the justice you hold in your hearts? What is the meaning of your existence?"

Darren wanted to retort, but he didn't know what to say. According to the records of the code, the former paladins were indeed on the 'path of judgment'. They restrain themselves and others with extremely high requirements, devoutly uphold justice and law, and do not hesitate to deal with any evil.

However, the remaining paladins in the Glory Castle are very different from the previous ones. It is undeniable that the justice in this world does no longer need them to guard, and they do not have the ability to guard it now.

Reality and 'inheritance' forced them to change from 'the road of judgment' to the 'road of redemption', can justice be compromised? Darren doesn't know. For this kind of question, his teacher never gave a clear answer, just let him find it by himself.

"The meaning is to not let human beings deviate too far from the right path." He heard his teacher say in a deep voice, "Evil devil, no matter how much you show off your tongue, you can't avoid the fate of returning to the lair of hell. !"

Yeah, what am I discussing with a devil? Darren was secretly annoyed that these cunning purgatory creatures are the best at using words to twist right and wrong, as they are always used to signing agreements and contracts, you can see this.

"Should I go back to the nest?" The Reaper gave a chuckle, "Sorry, I may disappoint you, I still have tasks to complete in this world, and I don't want to go back for the time being. And you, it's a pity, even if you want to leave now In this village, I think many people will not agree."

As soon as the devil's voice fell, Darren felt that the nearby villagers were all gathered. The crowd gathered more and more, and almost everyone held weapons in their hands.

The adventurer ancestors of these villagers may not have left them any valuable treasures, but a handy weapon or two is likely. The villagers kept getting closer, but Darren realized that the target in their eyes wasn't the devil, but him and his teacher.

"Why do you want to help an evil devil?" Hall calmly asked the old man in front of him.

"It's easy because I saved them," the devil answered aloud from behind the old man.

"You, a devil? Can you save people?" Darren snorted coldly, "Did all the devils change **** and become a kind race?"

"Could it be that only goodness can save people? It's too narrow, no wonder you paladins will be eliminated!" The devil sneered, "Goodness and evil are only superficial, there are only 'transactions' and 'interests', It is the most noble law of the multiverse. It is because the mages know this that they will rise to become the most powerful forces in the multiverse."

"Nonsense!" Darren took a step forward, ready to rush to kill the devil directly, but the old man opened his arms and blocked his way.

"Do you know what is the most precious thing in the desert? It's water!" the devil continued, "when several wells in the village dry up one after another, when the river water not far away does not arrive on schedule, when nearly a thousand people in the whole village are there Who can help them when they are on the verge of life and death? You paladins who are dying, or the human kingdoms far away? You know, not even the soul merchants will get here."

"No one can help them, except us devils!" The Reaper Demon's face was full of pride, "This person in front of you is actually less than fifty years old, and he used an outdated magic circle from an ancient book~www .mtlnovel.com~ summoned us through life. It was my lord who made the wells of the village gushing sweet water again and saved the lives of these people. Of course, any transaction requires a price. This is impossible for anyone. Avoided."

"Is it worth it?" Hall looked at the old man who was not an old man.

"As long as you are alive, you are better than anything else." The old man coughed, "As for what happens after death, I don't care about that much."

Hearing this, Darren's heart filled with the words that the teacher once said, "Sometimes people are very strong, but sometimes they are extremely fragile."

Yes, they are sometimes so fragile that they don't even give themselves a chance at redemption. Darren thought to himself as he looked at the approaching villagers.

The scorching breeze blew through, and the rough yellow sand brushed the wound on his cheek, causing slight pain. Although the battle in front of him was not over yet, for some reason, Darren remembered what had happened in that village.

I ended up on the path that the teacher didn't want to see. Just like what the devil said back then, people in the world don't need redemption, they have their own destiny. And I, too, have my own unique mission.

Is my mission accomplished? Darren looked at the broken warhammer in his hand and couldn't help but be a little lost. He had heard people say that dying people will inevitably recall the past, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Right or wrong, this is at least my choice! The pair of slightly dim light wings behind Darren burst into a dazzling brilliance again. He held the warhammer high and charged towards the opponent.

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