Thriller Trainee

151, Judgment Day

The little devil slept particularly soundly while holding the rabbit doll.

This was the most peaceful sleep he had ever had since he entered this dungeon. He had not been trapped in nightmares of future memories for the entire night. Although there were violent storms, lightning and thunder in the town outside the window, and occasional thunders struck from the clouds and resounded across the wilderness, it did not affect his sleep.

A dreamless night.

When the sun rose from the east in the early morning, the little devil woke up from his sleep.

His long curved eyelashes drooped and flickered for a long time before he regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, the young man was lying next to him with his head propped up, with a pair of light pink eyes without any sleepiness.

The wide nightgown outlined the young man's slender waistline, and his long white hair slid down from his body and spread on the dark bed, like weaving a piece of beautiful and gorgeous moonlight.

The wings of his nose seemed to be stained with the other person's cold fragrance like pine wood, which made people feel excited all of a sudden.

The little devil blinked his dark brown eyes and smiled widely, "Good morning, big brother."

For some reason, his intuition told him that the magician's mood didn't seem to be very good.

The little devil couldn't help but recall what he did last night.

But he was always very honest when he slept, and he was quite quiet. No matter what position he was in when he slept, he would roll left and right at most, and he would never cross the line.

After thinking for a second, the little devil decided to take the initiative to admit his mistake, "Brother, did I disturb you last night?"

Zong Jiu looked at him indifferently, and his tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry, "What's the matter with the thing on your back?"

The little boy froze all over, and then he realized that he had reacted too violently, so he subconsciously hugged the rabbit doll in his arms.

Last night, Zong Jiu saw the scars on the little devil's back and the sinful black lines that were so many that they were about to condense into a black piece. He did not alarm the little devil, but gently put down the candlestick and fell into deep thought on the spot.

The big devil always wore gloves on his hands.

There are white gloves and black half-finger tactical leather gloves, each pair just covers the slender fingers.

Zongjiu had also seen what he looked like when he took off his gloves. His fingers were covered with hideous scars on his back, which was extremely ugly.

Those scars gradually overlapped with the scars on the little devil's back. It can't be said that they were exactly the same.

In addition, there were dense black lines of sin wrapped around the scars.

Zongjiu finally understood the sense of disharmony that he had been vaguely feeling since he stepped into this town.

The people in this town have been using faith to make excessive demands.

But it doesn't mean that the gods will bless the earth if there is faith.

Whether it is separating sins or purifying black lines, the little pope is consuming his own power.

"You transferred the sins of the townspeople to yourself, right?"

The white-haired young man stared deeply into his eyes, and there seemed to be a vortex spinning in his pupils, not allowing the person looking at him to escape even a little.

The residents of the town only need to confess to the pope, and the black lines on their bodies will disappear.

But the little pope is not Jesus Christ, nor is he a God who can forgive all beings. The sins he eliminates will not disappear, but will only be transferred to himself in another way.

Just like the little devil.

Zong Jiu guessed that his ability is not purification at all, but transfer.

......

Last night, the two teams of trainees had a complete conflict.

Anthony had a headache.

Up to now, no trainee has died in this copy.

But no one knows how many trainees will survive after tomorrow's Judgment Day.

He has made enough arrangements, but it is obvious that this copy is not simple.

The difficulty of completing the second main task is extremely difficult. Let's not discuss the level of this copy. The only ones who can really destroy the copy, besides that adult, are the collective copy of the last B-level trainees.

However, when he talked with the magician last night, the other party gave him a positive answer, which made Anthony half-believe and half-doubt.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but the main reason is that the magician is also A-level like him, and he has never heard of how powerful his special props or abilities are.

Could it be that the magician opened something good from the S-level blind box after winning the Halloween competition last time?

He thought about it all night and finally decided to bet on the magician.

Obviously, they are not related, and there was a conflict before, but for some reason, Anthony now has a blind trust in Zong Jiu.

If you have to say it, it may be intuition.

Half-vampires are very energetic at night. Today, they got up early and made an appointment with Xu Su and Zhong Yiyuan. They were about to go upstairs to find the magician to explain their plans. As a result, they saw the white-haired young man with a cold face, holding the wilted little pope in one hand, just coming down from the top floor.

"Good morning, we'll talk later if there's anything."

Zong Jiu nodded to them, continued to look cold, and led the little devil all the way to the cathedral.

"Your Holiness."

"Good morning, Your Holiness."

......

Last night was a thunderstorm night, and the clergy in the church tacitly did not go up to knock on the door to disturb them, but routinely let another cardinal preside over the morning prayer.

Now that the morning prayer has just ended, everyone's face is surprised to see the little pope coming downstairs.

As we all know, the pope often sleeps restlessly on stormy nights, and usually wakes up at noon. I didn't expect that today would be such an exception.

Zong Jiu said nothing, and directly led the little devil to the confessional, pushed the person to the other side, and walked into the small room where the clergy listened to confessions.

"Now, come and confess to me."

The little devil rubbed his hair and was silent for a while, then said helplessly, "It's useless."

The townspeople can go to the Pope to confess, but who should confess to the Pope?

"Then answer my previous question."

Zongjiu replied calmly: "Have you transferred their sins to yourself?"

This is what makes Zong Jiu incredible.

Because to be honest, whether it's a big devil or a little devil, even if the little devil is kind and cute enough, in Zong Jiu's heart he will never be the type to sacrifice himself to help others.

After a long time, a muffled voice from the opposite side came from the gap in the door panel, "Yes."

"Why?"

"Ah...if I have to say it, maybe this is the meaning of my existence."

The little devil said softly: "Actually, brother, you don't have to worry too much, because I promised brother before that I would help destroy this copy."

The adult devil would never have imagined that not long ago they declared war at the top of the amusement park, and this little copy devil would rush up to the magician to ask for cooperation. What was even more shocking was that the latter readily agreed.

If you want to destroy this copy, you have to let the adult demon come back.

Zong Jiu asked the little devil before, and the little devil said that there is only one way to get the adult body back, and that is to wait until the day of judgment.

Previously, Zongjiu thought that the day of judgment might be the time when the copy restrictions were lifted, but he didn't expect that it was because the little devil was carrying so many sins.

"Brother, don't worry about me. If the adult body doesn't come back, not only you, but even those with mentor status will have to stay in this dungeon. Because even without my ability, this body has been burdened with too many sins. It is impossible to successfully survive the Day of Judgment.”

The little devil lowered his head and gently stroked the long ears of the rabbit doll, "Brother knows, right? The me I see now is not the real six-year-old me, but because of the limitations of the copy, my personality has stayed. At this time, essentially, I am still him.”

The white-haired young man straightened his back and frowned.

indeed.

The little devil he sees now is not the devil who has really returned to six years old.

The six-year-old little devil is already in the past tense, and time cannot be reversed.

"So brother, there is no need to feel guilty. I was not killed because I always have to change back to my adult body."

The kid opposite muttered something like, "I don't want to be like that, that's all."

"So, what exactly did you go through after you turned six?"

Zongjiu repeated the question he had asked a long time ago.

"Brother, are you sure you want to know?"

The little devil sighed, "Yes, I am willing to tell my brother, but after I turn back to my adult body, my adult body will also keep this memory. Although I will not be angered, I don't know about my brother. ”

"After all, apart from me, the only people who know this secret are dead people."

Zongjiu: "..."

It was as if he didn't tell him that once the demon returned to his adult form, they would no longer be enemies.

If Zong Jiu was afraid of this, he would not have been able to fight with the devil eight hundred years ago.

"How persistent."

The little devil sighed, "It's interesting to say that as an adult, I am actually very interested in this copy, because this copy will also reproduce my brother's past to a certain extent."

Unexpectedly, the devil not only failed to peek into Zongjiu's past, but also got himself involved in it.

The little boy was sitting in the center of the confession room, his expression full of confusion.

"Brother, if you really want to know, come over here."

"But before that, brother has to promise me one thing."

"What is it?" Zong Jiu lifted the curtain of the confession room and sat opposite the little devil.

"Brother, squat down first."

The little devil looked at him with hope in his clear dark brown eyes, and he could see into his eyes at a glance.

The white-haired young man squatted down as he said, just at the same level as the little devil sitting on the chair, so their heights became the same.

The little boy put his hands on the magician's shoulders, raised his head, and looked at him seriously, "Although I will be an unforgivable villain in the future, a scumbag, a fool, and a lunatic with an unclear mind, but brother..."

"Please be nice to him. Just consider it as my personal request to share this past with my brother. Okay?"

After saying this, the little devil didn't seem to want to wait for Zong Jiu's answer.

He moved forward flexibly and gently kissed the young man on the forehead, and they separated at the touch.

The next second, the magician's slender body seemed to be completely exhausted and fell softly forward.

The strength of an adult is too much for a six-year-old child.

The little devil struggled to catch the magician with his eyes closed, and for the first time he regretted why he was not in adult form.

I really want to grow up. If I were an adult, I should be able to hold my brother steadily.

He thought a little depressed.

The author has something to say:  啾啾: It’s not that I don’t treat him well, it’s that he owes him too much (indifferent)

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