It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

The sound of chewing came from the shadow of the shed, and the figure of the crazy woman appeared in the shadow, eating something with her head down.

The crazy woman is still alive?

Ling couldn't believe it for a moment, but it was soon washed away by a strong sense of joy.She stepped forward happily, wanting to hug her mother, but a strong sense of strangeness arose, and the instinct of her body made him stop.

"Are you OK?"

As Ling's footsteps approached, the mad woman's body shook violently, and the sound of chewing stopped.The woman slowly turned around, blood and minced meat dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Ling's expression became dull little by little, and all the expressions were frozen on her face. The girl's pupils slowly dilated, and the sound was squeezed out of her throat little by little.

"Mother……"

It didn't look like a human being, at least it couldn't be called a complete human being. The mad woman leaned forward, her canine teeth pierced the original skin and protruded like a wild dog. Her skin became like inferior rubber, which made people feel disgusted.

The monster let out a menacing growl, blocking the messy flesh and a blood-stained old puppet behind it.This puppet was picked up by Ling a few days ago. When she left the mad woman to steal, the mad woman would hug this worn-out puppet tightly.

She could no longer recognize her daughter, time had stopped flowing on the crazy woman, and she was still living in the world before she went crazy, so in her cognition, Ling never grew up.

She regarded this rag doll as her own daughter.

Chapter 5 Traditions of Mephisto

Ling took a step back, stepped on a broken brick, and she staggered and fell to the ground.Ling felt very tired, as if her long-term exhaustion broke out at this time, she didn't even want to move a finger now.

The monster that still looked like a woman bowed its body, and the foul-smelling saliva slowly dripped from its mouth. The monster bent its lower limbs into anti-joints, ready to attack.

"Let's end it like this, I'm tired."

The girl closed her eyes and opened her arms, as if preparing to hug her mother.

There was no pain as imagined, and the wait seemed a little too long.

Ling slightly opened her eyes, maybe the crazy woman still had a little sense left and didn't attack her only relative?

the reality is cruel.

Ling saw a gold-inlaid sourwood cane, one end of which was placed under the monster's throat, and the other end was firmly held by the palm of the mink glove.A middle-aged gentleman in a black gold-edged velvet-breasted dress was standing silently behind her.

The monster stretched its arms, and its sharp nails scratched harshly on the cane.But the strength of the man seems to be astonishing, no matter how the monster struggles, it can only be pushed back a little bit by the cane.

As the weird and awkward syllables spit out from the man's mouth, an even more unbelievable scene happened. The fallen leaves on the ground, the rags in the shed, and the clothes left on the monster's body seemed to have life, and they were firmly held together. The prison's shackles twisted around and tightened little by little, and Ling could almost hear the ominous sound of the bones.

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"Please...don't hurt her..."

The man frowned, he didn't hear what the girl said,

"Please...she is my mother..."

The girl grabbed his trouser legs, and he could feel that the girl was trembling with fear, but the target of her fear was not the hideous monster in front of her eyes, but herself.

"It isn't any more, miss."

The girl didn't answer, but her hands tightened.

The man frowned again,

"Your mother has turned into a ghoul, and she should rest in peace, if you really love her."

The man noticed that the girl was shaking more, but he still didn't let go.

He sighed and waved his cane across a semicircle.

"Everything that is filthy here will be purified."

A pure white light beam was projected from the sky, it pierced through the clouds and haze, and shot on the monster.

"do not want!"

Ling came back to his senses, let go of the man's trousers, staggered towards his mother, but fell in the mud.

Some tranquility and comfort returned to the mad woman's beastly face, she should have been unable to see anything, a layer of blue horniness covered her eyeballs.The monster opened its mouth and made a hoarse sound from its staggered sharp teeth. It was not a human voice, let alone a beast.

The monster stretched out its deformed arm towards the girl who fell to the ground, but was unable to slide a few feet away.Starting from the inferior rubber-like skin, her body began to crumble, and soon turned into a pile of white ash.

In the icy north wind, the ashes scattered everywhere without a trace.

The girl slowly lowered her arms outstretched in mid-air, and just sat on the ground blankly, neither crying nor fussing, like a broken doll.

"It seems that I have found the wrong target...but it can be regarded as a windfall."

The man said a few words to himself, and walked to Ling's side.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Fred Mephisto, the master of the Mephisto family, the executor of the Kraft school, to put it simply - I am a wizard."

The girl didn't react at all to this, and she didn't have the fear of facing him at first, as if there was nothing but insignificant air behind her.

As if he had already been mentally prepared for this reaction, the man didn't care, he suddenly smiled meaningfully, showing his white teeth, and raised his hand to stroke the carefully trimmed short beard.

"Don't you want to know why your mother turned into a ghoul? Don't you want revenge?"

Satisfied, he saw the girl raised her head, and her eyes regained their brilliance.

"Has your mother seen any strange people recently, or has she taken any medicine?"

Ling froze immediately, she thought of a possibility, if this was the case, then she would have killed her mother.

She took out the last Mafis and handed him to the stranger in front of her.

Fred squinted his eyes and observed the light yellow medicine, then pulled out the cork, put it in front of his nose and smelled it a few times.

"It smells like... let me think about it, similar to the blood of a six-winged bat mixed with something else - where did you get it, or is there someone selling this medicine?"

"Lawrence's private practice."

The man said in a gentle and unquestionable tone,

"take me."

In the reception room on the first floor of the private clinic, the fight broke out from the moment Mr. Lawrence saw Fred.

Lawrence muttered a spell, but before it was finished, dense and complicated lines lit up on Fred's arm. He picked up the heavy sofa with one hand, and threw it hard!

The remaining half of the doctor's spell was abruptly interrupted, and he rolled across the ground in a panic, the wooden sofa above his head hit the wall and fell apart.

Before he could regain his stance, Fred hit him across the face with a backhand, knocking out half a row of teeth.

Although Fred Mephisto claimed to be a magician, from the beginning, he did not seem to intend to use any mysterious means.

The fight quickly turned into a one-sided beating, during which Lawrence's body underwent something like a madwoman's transformation, his exposed skin glowing a jelly-like bluish-gray, and his canine teeth pierced his cheeks , protruding outward.But he can still maintain his sanity, unlike the beastly monster of a madwoman.

But the result remained the same, he was still beaten without the strength to resist.

"That's what you experimented with, huh? Turning yourself into a ghoul? I don't see any good in that."

Fred smashed Lawrence's right knee with his cane.Grabbing his collar, he lifted up Lawrence, who was taller than himself after the mutation, and threw him in front of Ling.

"Miss, I have a plan, but before that I need to know your name."

"Ling."

"Very well, then I'll just say it straight, Ling, I want you to be my adopted daughter, I believe you have discovered your own difference, you are a born witch."

"...can I refuse?"

"I don't think you have the right to refuse, but believe me, it's not a bad thing. For example, I can hand this person over to you."

"Is this a deal?"

Ling looked up into his eyes.

Fred smiled happily, but a lot of blood was splashed on his face, making him look a bit hideous.

"Yes, this is a deal."

"Well then, lend me your cane."

"Very well, I feel more and more that my choice is very correct. You really look like a Mephisto. But I suggest that you change the name of me as soon as possible."

Fred Mephisto placed the heavy gold-encrusted cane into the girl's hand,

Ling walked up to Mr. Lawrence,

The man was already dying, and he spoke incomprehensibly from his swollen mouth,

"Let... let me go."

Ling Gao raised his cane, and slammed it hard on his face, again and again, until the man could no longer make any sound.

Chapter 6 Invitation

The town of Glamis at night was filled with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, and it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Christmas is approaching, the night is getting longer, and there is no bright color in the night sky. This is a peaceful night. In the eyes of magicians, sleep itself has the meaning of protection, and there are many spells derived from this meaning, such as " Dream Embrace" or "Melet's Asylum", beautiful dreams are the barriers that guard the spiritual world of wizards.

Ella felt the mattress vibrate violently in her deep sleep, and her spiritual intuition did not indicate danger or give any special reaction.So the girl just turned over slightly, unconsciously pulled the quilt tightly, her mind was still in a daze, and she had no intention of waking up.

But soon, the mattress shook several times in succession, and this time, the girl was completely awake.She yawned, stretched her hand out of the quilt, and fumbled to light up the magic lamp by the bed.The magic lamp is more convenient to operate than the kerosene lamp, the light source is stable, and it is very cheap.

A hazy orange halo lit up, covering a small space.

Ella rubbed her eyes and looked to the other side of the double bed. She realized that the vibration just now came from her friend.Ling closed his eyes tightly, breathing rapidly, his expression was a little distorted, and his right hand was unconsciously hammering the mattress.

Ella woke up Ling, who almost bounced off the quilt, with a confused face on her face, she sat half-sitting on the bed blankly, looked at her palm, clenched it tightly and then slowly relaxed it.

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

Ling regained his composure, shook his head,

"It's nothing, it's just a nightmare..."

As she spoke, she threw herself back on the bed, but her head hit the wooden headboard with a muffled thud.

"Ah, it hurts."