ghost on paper

Chapter 47 The Human Spirit and the Appearance of God
in the night.

A carriage brought Truman and Heisha to Shenwei Prison.

The butler, Freddy, sat on the shaft and drove the car.

He could drive the car for Craig, but Freddie felt his rage roil at the thought of that damned, sky-high pauper sitting in the car.

inside the carriage.

Although Truman felt it was inappropriate for Heisha to humiliate Freddy repeatedly, another thought was telling him that Freddy treated him in the same way before, that kind of arrogance and humiliation, now the causal cycle, what's the big deal.

Freddy, you should be patient, this is the difference between status and status.

The thought made Truman a little overjoyed.

He felt that his emotions were not right, but he didn't have time to use the 'Chapter of Confession' to check whether his 'desire to perform' was off the charts.

Truman raised the curtain on the car window and looked at the scenery outside to divert his attention.

They had already driven onto the King's Road, passed through the most prosperous area of ​​Lundiny, passed the magnificent central cathedral, and were approaching the mighty prison that was silent in the darkness like a soldier.

Shenwei Prison is a fortress-like building, it is very large, very silent and majestic.

Before entering Shenwei Prison, you have to pass through the more lively King's Square, which is illuminated by electric lights. On the ground of the square paved with granite, there are hundreds of citizens playing or resting here. This is the resident of Lundin Paradise, but only separated by a 30-meter-high fortress wall, entered the cruel hell.

creaking.

The drawbridge facing King's Square from Shenwei Prison was lowered.

A team of security guards guarded the passage into Shenwei Prison, and sternly drove away those citizens who wanted to watch the excitement.

The carriage slowly drove into the prison, which in the eyes of the citizens of Lundiny represented terror and despair.

The interior of Shenwei Prison is pure gray and black, and the walls are covered with torches, which can only vaguely illuminate it.

The carriage stopped under the parapet, and under the guidance of a magistrate, Heisha, Truman, and housekeeper Freddy walked down the steps and entered the most heavily guarded cell in Shenwei Prison.

It's underground.

The wind blowing past seemed to bring back the coldest winter in Lundini.

Truman looked at the internal structure of the prison curiously, imagining what he would do if he was locked up here.

"Don't be curious, you are not qualified to be locked up here." Freddy said, "The royal family, nobles and polluted people will only be detained here. If you commit a crime, the place to go is the Fleet Prison by the Izzy River .”

Faced with this kind of yin and yang, Truman is not incapable of fighting back, "Mr. Freddy, you probably have the right to be locked up here."

The butler was at a loss for words for a moment, he turned around and gave Truman a hard look.

The black gauze holding Truman's arm patted Truman's arm to show his appreciation.

Truman had no time to be pleased with this verbal victory, because he saw Anton.

The prison cell in front of me is at the deepest part of the underground floor. A wall of iron pillars separates it from the passage, and a red glove sits outside the passage.

It turned out that Pound, the captain of the red gloves, was guarding here himself.

In the cell, Anton was chained. He faced the crowd, maintaining an awkward kneeling posture, with his head drooping, as if unconscious. The tentacle was lifted high, and it was covered with scorched marks.

When Pang De saw Heisha, Freddy, and Truman coming, his expression was not happy, but he nodded with a hint of kindness when his eyes passed over Truman.

Pound asked, "Freddie, why are you here?"

Freddy replied, "The red glove was commissioned by the Habsburgs to capture this monster. He should belong to the Habsburgs."

Pound didn't even bother to argue with this kind of nonsense, "This is God's Might Prison, and the right to dispose of all criminals and polluters belongs to the Holy See."

Freddy shrugged, "The Pope has allowed us to appear here, so please open the cell door temporarily, we want to see him."

Pound already knew this Pope's permission.

He did not think the Habsburgs would have any good intentions.

Especially that black yarn... Could she be the mother of plague?
What does she want to do?
Deeply wary, Pound ordered a magistrate to open the door of the cell and let the three of them in, and he followed.

"Hey~" Heisha didn't care about the debate that happened around her, her eyes stayed on Anton who was kneeling on the ground with his arms and tentacles bound upside down.

After entering the cell, Heisha eagerly stepped forward, stroked Anton's head very affectionately, and praised Anton again and again, as if seeing a peerless beauty.

Of course Pound wanted to stop him, but his action was immediately stopped by Freddy.

Freddy said to Pound: "Please believe that we mean no harm."

I think she's a bit perverted...Pound stared at the black yarn.

Heisha caressed Anton's face. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, she could feel that she wanted to kiss her.

"It's amazing. God, man and spirit have reached a perfect balance. It's so perfect. You are so beautiful..."

Under such a touch, Anton woke up.

He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He woke up at this moment and took the time to understand where he was. The first thing he felt was the insult and malice brought by the black yarn, but he was powerless.

He glanced over and saw Truman standing at the end.

Truman met his eyes, and at this moment, Truman actually saw a trace of relief and peace in his eyes.

"...I just want to know where I came from." He said hoarsely. Although his image was terrifying and scarred, his voice at this moment was still calm and sad like a philosopher.

Hei Sha thought he was asking herself, so she replied with a smile, "Don't worry, it will be an eternal mystery for you. But you will know where you are going~"

"If I can't get the answer to this question, then for me, it doesn't matter where I die, but the question I left to this world is still where it should be in the first place, the star is still in your hands. "He said.

Truman's heart moved, and he looked at him again, his eyes expressed affirmation.

"In whose hands?" Heisha asked with great interest, "You are just a soul born from a spiritual text, you are not a human being, you are just a medicine, a formula, so why are there so many problems~"

He kept silent and closed his eyes.

"Let me see what ingredients are in your recipe~"

As if by magic, Hei Sha conjured a centipede in each of his left and right hands, and stuffed them into Anton's ears.

Anton quickly trembled and grunted violently, as if he was undergoing torture.

Several bystanders around, including Pound, showed chills down their spines.

"Three souls, you are protecting the weakest one, your kindness has created your beauty~ Let me see what that soul looks like~"

Heisha spoke with great interest, and the two centipedes in her hands were playing with the soul in Anton like frequency modulation buttons.

Anton suddenly opened his eyes, he had lost his composure just now, his eyes were full of panic, he looked left and right in surprise, and saw two centipedes in the black gauze hands were getting into his brain, he screamed: "You Who! What are you doing to me?"

"Who are you?" Hei Sha asked, "Are you the monster who killed your whole family?"

"I didn't! I didn't!" Anton shook his head desperately, he begged desperately, "Let me go! Let me go!"

"An extremely weak human soul." Heisha judged, "If it hadn't been protected, it would have been devoured long ago. Now, let's take a look at the appearance of a god~"

While speaking, Heisha probed the two centipedes deeper into Anton's brain, to the deepest part of his soul. Amidst the violent trembling and screaming, Anton's eyes immediately turned red.

The moment the completely red pupils appeared, all the Beyonders present felt the shock from the depths of their souls.

That is the god of books.

In other words, it's just a small fragment of God of Books.

But it is still the highest level of ectoplasm in the world.

The blood-red spiritual tide began to spread from his eyes to his body, and was spreading from his feet to the entire cell, and a large number of unique marks belonging to the God of Books began to emerge in the cell.

"Enough!" Pound roared.

Enough is enough, if it goes on, it will get out of control.Heisha closed her hand and pulled the two centipedes out of Anton's ears. Without her deliberate adjustment, Anton regained that wonderful balance in his body.

The pollution from the gods in the trapped room began to fade away, as if it had never existed.

He raised his head with difficulty, the consciousness belonging to that compassionate soul took over, and there was already fear in his eyes looking at Heisha.

"Death is not the end. Becoming food is." Hei Sha said to him.

(End of this chapter)