Chapter 69: Glimpse of the Devil (510 Updates, Please Subscribe!)

"Merciful Father, I have fallen into a kingdom where sin is invisible."

--"The Unfinished Saints' Oath in the New World"

When Link woke up and regained consciousness, he only felt pain in his waist, swollen lips, and a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose.

"Hmm?"

"Who am I? Where am I?"

After a moment of confusion, Link opened his eyes and was about to get up when he found that he was tightly embraced by two white jade arms.

Reaching out his hand and gently moving away, Link stood up and walked into the bathroom.

But looking in the mirror, he didn't look abnormal, but he always felt that something was wrong with his body. Link frowned slightly,

"Why do I feel bald?"

(ω｀)

"Forget it, never mind."

Turning on the shower switch, the shower head tilted down and the warm water dripped down. ,

After a simple wash, Link walked out of the bathroom ready to go.

Looking at Louise lying lazily on the soft big bed, Link's eyes were clear without a trace of impurities.

Walking slowly to the bed, Link, who was gentle and meticulous, covered Louise who might catch a cold with a quilt, and turned to leave the room.

After Link left, Louise immediately opened her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that she had foresight. Fortunately, after a crazy night yesterday, she still managed to get up and cleaned Link before falling asleep peacefully.

…

My name is Matt Murdock. I am blind. During the day, I am a lawyer who lives in Hell's Kitchen and helps others deal with judicial cases.

But every night, I will transform into "the ghost wandering in Hell's Kitchen" - "Daredevil", severely crack down on those crimes and save ordinary people who are troubled.

The "precision shooting" that happened some time ago still seems to be a thorn buried in my heart, always lingering in my heart, and the dark cloud called doubt is densely covered.

Because I don't know whether it is my lifelong enemy "Kingpin" and his minions "Bullseye" or new uninvited guests who have come to Hell's Kitchen.

A strange feeling always makes me feel uneasy. I can't be sure what the consequences will be if I continue to investigate, but what I can be sure of is that I will not give up the investigation...

Recently, Hell's Kitchen has become strangely quiet for some reason, perhaps because of the "Superman" who has made a lot of noise.

I don't like this guy. In my opinion, he is just a reckless man with power.

Although he did do some things to punish evil and promote good and eliminate evil, his methods were too rough and even cruel, which I cannot accept.

People only have one life. Even if they have powerful power, they should not decide the life and death of others at will.

Once the powerful power is not restrained, it will act recklessly and be imposed on others, which will become a disaster.

Human nature cannot stand the test. I don't think anyone has the right to judge life.

This is me, the belief that "Daredevil" - Matt Murdock has always adhered to.

Hell's Kitchen, New York City

Night slowly fell, crows howled on the telephone poles,

Matt Murdoch, wearing a political suit and holding a guide stick, walked slowly on the empty street,

In the silent night, it seemed that only his footsteps echoed on the street.

After several turns, Matt Murdoch came to the corner deep in the alley,

Unlike the dilapidated houses with ugly and suggestive slogans and graffiti around, there was a church in the middle,

The white walls seemed to have been painted not long ago, the weeds in the path at the door and the courtyard had been cleared, and even the originally crooked tombstone crosses had been repaired and tidied.

Of course, Matt Murdoch could not see all this with his own eyes,

He was blind and could only roughly judge it based on the faint smell of paint formaldehyde, the strange smell of the soil, and the smooth road surface under his feet.

The guide stick is Matt Murdock's extended sense, and also a weapon for fighting.

It helps Matt sense things that he cannot touch directly at close range.

"Click--"

After knocking gently again, Matt confirmed that he had arrived at the door of the church.

He reached out and politely pressed the doorbell. Soon, there was a noise inside the door.

Matt tapped the guide stick in his hand with his fingers.

"Four people, three of them are surrounding the person walking in the middle."

With a "creak", the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a gentle voice came.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Matt took over the conversation naturally, and took out a crumpled piece of paper from behind with some doubts. On it was a flyer distributed not long ago.

"I heard from a friend that this abandoned church is going to reopen, so I want to come here to take a look."

"Likewise, I am a believer."

Matt Murdock's ears moved slightly. He clearly sensed that after he said he was a believer, another figure standing next to him chuckled.

"Of course, you are welcome to come and worship."

The gentle voice at the head continued to speak, and then signaled the sturdy man beside him to support Matt Murdock - they also saw that the guy in front of them, who was a little inexplicable and wearing sunglasses, was a blind man.

Inadvertently, Matt had some collisions and physical contact with the sturdy man who was responsible for supporting him, and found that the bulging cold metal touch on his waist,

There is no doubt that these people are definitely not normal priests and believers.

Soon, Matt entered the church with a group of people. The number of people sitting in the church was much larger than Matt had imagined. There were at least hundreds of people who could be distinguished by Matt.

He even heard the voices of some of the criminals he had fought against.

Although these former criminals have now been released from prison, with so many people gathered here, it is difficult to imagine what will happen.

"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet."

As the volume gradually increased, Matt heard the familiar gentle voice,

By identifying the direction, he should be standing in front of the podium at this moment.

"I am the initiator and agent of this event, Joseph Moriarty."

"Of course, you can also call me Father,"

"I'm glad to see many new faces here. I believe we will soon become a family, brothers and sisters."

"Now, it is my honor to pay my respects."

"Celebrate! Our Lord: the Almighty, the Compassionate Sage, the only true God in existence, the Most Benevolent! The Most Good! The Most High! The Most Powerful King - Kal-El!"

"He has come to this place."

The lights flickered and finally focused on the center of the high platform. The cloak behind him floated slowly, and a figure descended from the sky. It was Link.

Although Matt in the audience could not see it with his own eyes, he was still deeply shocked by the words that still lingered in his ears.

He did not expect that these people who behaved strangely and were suspected of being a fanatical sect actually worshiped "Superman"! ?

Immediately afterwards, Link spread his arms and spoke with his low but undeniable firm voice,

"I'm so sad!"

"If you want to ask me why I feel sad, it's because I see some stubbornness in you that shouldn't exist in you!"

"I know you are deeply angry about the slander and wanton spread of rumors by those stupid people some time ago,"

"but!"

"You stubborn people should not attack those newspapers and media. Although you disguised yourself well, you still left some clues!"

"This makes me worry about your lives!"

"Our real enemies are not them!"

"It's the greed and malice hidden behind them!"

"But this cannot shake our great heart to change this rotten world!"

"We will win!"

"What we said tonight may soon be forgotten..."

“But what we do will last forever!”

…

Matt Murdock, who was pale and already a little sweaty, felt as if the devil was whispering in his ear,

And this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that he heard clearly,

Everyone around you, pay attention! All the people who had been sitting down stood up excitedly, raised their arms and shouted the name of "Kal-El".

They shouted with all their strength, and their hoarse voices were filled with the aura of fanaticism.

So much so that Matt Murdock, who was still sitting stiffly on the bench and silent, seemed particularly out of place.

I felt that everyone was looking at me here, and gradually began to look dangerous.

Matt Murdock stood up slowly,

Even though he could no longer see the face of the person on the stage clearly with his naked eyes,

But Matt could still use his own mind to glimpse the ferocious face that hovered over the entire church.

The real devil is sitting on the throne, wearing a mask called hypocrisy, provoking people's thoughts with inflammatory words.

He looked at the believers below wantonly. Countless dark purple chains that were invisible to the naked eye extended from His hands and were tied around the necks of every believer in the audience.

Playing with people's hearts at will, confusing right and wrong.

And he is just a weak "lamb" among the wolves,

Once discovered, Matt was certain and certain that he would be torn to pieces on the spot.

"I can't just collapse here, I need to continue to lurk!"

Matt muttered silently in his mind, gathered his thoughts, stood up, pretended to be too excited, raised his hands, and shouted loudly:

"New World!"

As expected, the strange gazes staring at him gradually softened, and the "believers" also stamped their feet excitedly and shouted:

"New World!"

"New World!"

…

After the "event" was over, Matt Murdock returned home with a flustered pace and some trepidation. Matt Murdoch recorded what he saw and heard today in his own encrypted blind code.

I simply organized and analyzed the information currently in hand, and finally wrote at the end:

I have seen the "evil thoughts" hidden among the crowd, which are the "flowers of evil" born from human nature.

This huge gathering of power may bring about incalculable disasters.