Chapter 36: Chapter 27 Normalcy
Itâs like countless mosquitoes buzzing in your ears, that piercing and anxious sound consuming Eveâs calm, with negativity, panic, and horror attempting to devour her rationality.
Eve really wanted to scream aloud, but she was being dragged by Lorenzo, this mad scoundrel somehow felt inexplicably reliable at the moment, his hand holding Eveâs, maintaining the last shred of rationality.
The two were desperately running in this dark secret passage, yet it seemed endless, the journey never reaching its end, and behind them, though that deadly red tide had vanished, its whispers constantly echoing in the darkness warned them both, it was still relentlessly pursuing.
"Donât be afraid, that thing canât catch up with us!"
As if to comfort the girl, Lorenzo suddenly spoke.
"A concoction of human bodies, even though that thing defies logic, it still follows certain laws of reality, like being too fat and unable to run fast, or too big to squeeze in."
As he spoke, he suddenly picked up Eve, and Eve at this moment was completely dumbfounded, like a doll, being easily manipulated by him.
It was a path taller than a normal person, extremely concealed in the darkness, but under crisis the senses became sharper, Lorenzo didnât even think and threw Eve up, then quickly climbed in himself.
This is the secret passage of the Underground Palace, considering Saboâs vigilance, itâs surely interconnected, maybe one of these paths leads to a hidden exit, if not for those bizarre demons Lorenzo would have time to try each one, but now he could only bet everything on luck.
Really hope the Goddess of Fortune still favors me.
Fear and death closely followed them, Eve was perplexed as to why in such a situation the detective could remain calm, why did he not feel fear?
Far surpassing normal peopleâs calmness and perseverance, thinking carefully, putting aside the manâs vile character, heâs simply an invincible genius, whether it be those cunning schemes or swordsmanship, theyâre all overwhelming existences.
Eve just wanted to ask, but she felt it, Lorenzoâs hand tightly gripping hers was subtly trembling, despite being faint, Eve still clearly felt it.
He is also afraid, this damned detective is actually afraid, but Eve knew he was different from her, he was forcing himself to stay calm, only this way could they survive and get out.
As for death? Lorenzo didnât care about that kind of thing, heâs the type who even when the Death God was knocking on the door, heâd dare pull out the Winchester and shoot at the doorâa madman.
Lorenzo wanted to live, he must live, he had already arrived at Old Dunling, that wonderful new life was already in his hands, he could smoke on the square feeding pigeons, or ride the steam tram circling the entire mechanical city.
No one could take away his life, not even those demons excavated from the graves of his memories.
"Donât worry, being afraid is normal, that kind of thing exerts mental pressure, forcing you to produce negative emotions, once you lose youâll become a puppet of fear!"
Lorenzo explained to Eve as if he had faced such things before.
Forcibly savoring the taste of tobacco, in the darkness Eve could only see the glow of the cigarette butt, smell the smoke lingering at her nose.
Eve couldnât see Lorenzoâs face, but she could feel another strange emotion surging.
"We must get out quickly, if possible, we need to notify Suyalan Hall for rescue, ordinary people facing such a thing are just sending themselves to death."
The voice was calm, but beneath that calmness lay anger and self-reproach.
It was Lorenzoâs fault, upon seeing Wolâs mutated corpse, he should have realized the problem, Wol for unknown reasons had already started mutating towards the direction of demons at that time, fortunately he killed him timely, he hadnât completely transformed.
Presumably Wolâs plea for Lorenzo to kill him was also for this reason right, he had already realized his abnormality, he didnât want to become one of those monsters.
Lorenzo should have always been alert, it was the life in Old Dunling that made him lose vigilance, that eerie flesh transformation had already been so obvious, yet he hadnât thought in that direction.
"What... on earth is that thing."
Eve steadied her breath, she tried hard to calm down, then tightened her grip on the weapon and asked towards the shadow in the darkness.
The question seemed to stir his unpleasant memories, the voice answered with difficulty.
"Demon."
...
"God said, let there be light, and there was light."
This is the first line from the opening of the Gospel, believers usually use it to understand Godâs might and holiness, but what isnât recorded in the Gospel is, with the birth of light, there must be darkness.
Philosophers interpret it like this, just like the opposition of all things in the world, with coldness people can truly understand what warmth is, kindness becomes precious in front of evil, and only death can highlight the beauty of life.
God seems to be testing mankind, while bringing light, the darkest, deepest abyss rises in its shadow, where beings named demons are nurtured.
The term demon originally came from the Evangelical Churchâs Book of Isaiah, used to describe those "adversaries" opposed to God, unlike mortals bathed in Godâs radiance, they crawled out from the shadow of God, tempting mortals to fall into the abyss of corruption, accompanied by sin and violence, thus abandoned by Heaven, surviving in Hell.