Chapter 214 Torch

Looking at Sheikh standing motionless at the staircase, John sighed and said, "Okay, if you want to know, I can tell you, it's no big deal.

"It's hope, I see hope. I originally had no hope for this damn world. You know, corruption, betrayal, indifference, selfishness, etc., I have seen all the evils of human nature you know.

"I always thought it was good for humans to be destroyed, which would be a relief for other creatures in the world. Until I met a strange guy. That person is a lunatic, a complete lunatic."

As he spoke, John walked to the stairs, "Are you going to stand and wait for me to finish speaking, or are we going to talk while walking?"

Sheikh continued to lead the way forward, his steps were not hurried, to keep a suitable distance to listen to John's words.

"That lunatic changed my mind. He made me feel that the world might not be so fucked up, at least there are people like him who are still working hard. So, I plan to help him. Even if I fail, it won't be a big loss for me. My life has long been equivalent to a pile of shit, how can it be worse than this?"

"It's really interesting." Sheikh interrupted when John paused, "I'm very interested in meeting the person who changed your mind. So, saving old Barty will be good for him?"

"Of course, that guy has a wide network of contacts. Although he has no real power in the Ministry of Magic, his influence remains. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even now, he still has many loyal supporters who want to push him to the position of Minister."

Sheikh nodded, "It's a political game. You want to find someone who can speak in the Ministry of Magic. Old Barty is indeed a very good choice."

"That's right. Now, it's your turn. Tell me what the Sabbat Cult is doing here?"

Just when Sheikh was about to speak, a wizard walked up to him quickly and glanced at John warily.

"Tell me, he is not an outsider."

After getting the consent of his superior, the wizard said: "They intervened, and the balance is being broken. The Muggles are about to collapse."

"So fast?" Sheikh was a little surprised.

The wizard looked helpless, and he asked: "Do you need our help?"

"Go, find a way to temporarily delay them. But don't confront them head-on."

"I understand." The wizard nodded, and then said, "There is one more thing. The spies arranged near the hospital reported that the town hospital was destroyed."

When John heard the news, his face sank, "What the hell did you say?" He walked quickly to the wizard, "The town hospital was destroyed?"

The poor wizard was startled, he stepped back a few steps, his face solemn, and his hand unconsciously reached for the wand at his waist.

"Calm down, John." Sheikh stood between the two, "Are there any survivors?"

"Yes, Tina is on the way to bring them here. A man and a woman.

"The man should be the sheriff of the town-Martin Skotl. I don't know who the woman is, but I heard she comes from a big family."

"Big family..." John said to himself, "Ellie, Ellie Shafik. She's still alive, great." He looked up at the wizard and asked, "Are there only two of them? Is there an Oriental?"

The messenger shook his head, "No, there is no Oriental."

The Sheikh on the side seemed to have caught something, a playful smile flashed across his face, and then he reminded, "John, we should go. It's time for the Ministry of Magic to intervene."

The two continued to move forward, and when they crossed the school playground, the Sheikh took out a sealed glass container from his robe, "This." He said, "This is what the Sabbat Cult did in the town. "

John narrowed his eyes and looked at the glass vessel. It was about the size of a palm, and there was a tumor-like object covered with tentacles inside. This thing was like a heart covered with fluff, and it was a living heart.

It was beating strongly, and the tentacles were swinging left and right, as if looking for a target for it to invade.

John retracted his gaze, took out the wine jug and took a sip, "What the hell is this?"

"They call it the gift of God." Sheikh walked forward while playing with the glass in his hand, "I think you should know red candy."

Seeing John nod, Sheikh continued: "They use red candy to stimulate those sons of God who have not yet awakened, and then offer them to the gods for gifts. "

"So, as long as this thing is integrated into the body, you can ascend? "

"It's not that simple, they are still missing something. This thing is poison to ordinary people. After the fusion is completed, it will make people lose their minds and become an out-and-out monster.

"Only a very few people can withstand the fusion and suppress the mutation, but even this is far from enough. Because the mutation is still slowly continuing, they need to take antidotes continuously to maintain their sanity and human form.

"And those so-called antidotes..."

"It's people, right?" John took over and said, "They are eating their own kind."

"To be precise, they can't be called the same kind, because after the fusion is successful, those people are no longer human."

John frowned and followed Sheikh into a clock tower, "I always thought that those missing people were abducted by the Screamer and became its food."

"Haha, part of it is, but it can't be all. I told you, the beast is very hungry now, they let it hunt, part of the prey is for research, and part of it is for food. Not only in Ravenska Village, they hunt all over the country and then send it here."

"I heard that the Demon Feast Cult and the Invisible Church are working together to create a perfect body, a body that can travel through the dreamland."

"That's why they launched this chaos. Fusion is just the first step, and the higher-ups of the Demon Feast are not idiots. They know that they can't withstand the pollution of dreams just by relying on this thing.

"Before the great sacrifice comes, they must find a way to survive after the gods come to the world. Instead of withering away miserably like us mortals. So a perfect body is very necessary.

"I think it's not difficult for you to find that this is a gradual process. At the beginning, it was just red candy, used to inspire and select the necessary members, and then merge them after they passed the test."

John interrupted: "Another screening and test."

"Yes, finally waiting for the day when the physical body is completed, they can enter the new world."

Brain in a jar. John somehow remembered Herbert West's words. After going through many screenings, the survivors were mentally strong enough. All they lacked was a physical body. Even if these members can't hold on until the end of the world, they can temporarily exist in the form of brains in a jar.

"John." Sheikh stood on the bell tower, looking towards the direction of the town, where lights were constantly flashing. Those flashes might be gunpowder or magic, "Please."

John raised the black wand in his hand, chanted a spell, and a beam of light shot into the sky.

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