Chapter 91 Dad, I am your sharpest spear

He took a step forward, but found that the person in the mirror was motionless, looking at himself with interest.

"Who are you?"

Azu took a step back in shock and looked at himself in the mirror.

"I am you, Azu, don't you even recognize yourself?"

Azu in the mirror showed himself and turned around for him to see, "Look, we are almost the same, I am you."

"You are not me, I am the real me!"

Azu's eyes turned red, and the laser accumulated in his eyes seemed to shoot towards the other person in the mirror in the next second.

"Who are you?"

"Okay, don't be so serious."

Azu in the mirror raised his hand, "Maybe I am just an idea in your mind, a devil in your heart, who can say for sure? The important thing is that I can help you, John, I am not your enemy."

"Help me?"

"Yes, help you, isn't the purpose of your coming here to make your wish come true?"

"Wish?"

Azu lowered his head and repeated the word.

"Yes, you need to look at your heart clearly. You are afraid. You are afraid of losing, John. You are afraid of losing your father's love. This scares you. You said that your courage is greater than fear, but now, fear is devouring you."

As if the person in the mirror said it, A Zu's eyes gradually became confused.

"No, this is not true. Dad will not abandon me. His love for me will not be divided."

A Zu in the mirror sneered, "Don't deceive yourself, John, you know better than anyone else, this is inevitable."

"No!"

A Zu had the urge to cry, but tried hard to hold it back.

"Admit it, John, the deepest part of your heart is the god of death. You saw that world, the closed laboratory, the cruel and inhumane experiments, no family, no father, just a cold laboratory, you were trapped there alone, like a stranded whale, being slaughtered."

Azu tried hard not to let his tears fall, "It was just a dream."

"A dream? Have you ever experienced such a real dream? Maybe, that is the life you are experiencing now, or your original life, John, you must not want to experience the taste of the dream, right?"

Azu shook his head, tears in his eyes, "No, I don't want to."

"That's it, John, I can help you realize your wish, take back your father's love from your brother, let him no longer appear, and no longer snatch what should belong to you."

Azu in the mirror took a step closer to him, "Then you can eventually become the one who monopolizes your father, my child!"

"What should I do?"

Azu suppressed his tears and asked the other party.

"It's very simple. I can help you get rid of your brother and make your father stop suspecting you, but the premise is that you have to pay a price."

"What price?"

"Your soul."

"My soul?"

Azu was stunned for a moment, and his fuzzy mind suddenly became clear, "That means you have to remove a part of me from my body?"

"Yes, don't you want to? You will gain and lose. This is fairness and the price. Don't you understand this the most?"

Azu's originally shaken heart suddenly calmed down, and Peter's words to him rang in his mind.

He looked up and asked the other party: "Are you going to take away my faith?"

"What?!"

"No, it's impossible. I said I didn't have faith before, but I actually have faith. When my father took me to Louis' funeral for the first time, I had faith. Do you know what it is?"

Azu in the mirror looked at Azu whose temperament suddenly changed and was stunned.

"What is it?"

"My faith follows my father. If there is no soul, it will disappear, and then I can't keep up with my father's footsteps."

Azu's eyes changed from the previous confusion.

"You're right. You are just another projection of my inner self, a dark and sinful me. I don't like Star-Lord, but I don't want him to disappear, because my father wouldn't want me to do that."

Azu stared at himself in the mirror and continued, "Mr. Jones taught me to defeat the other self in my heart. Now, I have done it!"

"Wait, don't you understand? I'm not you, I'm the one who made a deal with you."

"You are!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!"

"I'm not! Shut up!"

Azu in the mirror, with his hands flat on his temples on both sides, was a little broken.

"You are me! I defeated myself, and I have to tell my father about this."

Azu was a little scared and proud at the same time.

If I hadn't thought of my father waking up just now, I'm afraid I would really turn black.

Is this my inner demon?

But I have defeated it, so I don't need to be afraid of it anymore.

After determining that the person in the mirror was another me, Azu was ready to turn around and leave.

Seeing that Azu was about to leave, Azu in the mirror immediately turned into countless black shadows and pounced on him.

Seeing that the opponent was about to fly out of the mirror, the somewhat confused A-Zu quickly reacted, and immediately activated his laser eyes and shot towards the mirror.

As he swept across, the mirrors in the entire room were shattered.

A "crashing" sound was heard, and the shadow flying out also disappeared the moment the mirror was shattered.

Azu, who used laser eyes to break the mirror, looked at the mirror fragments on the floor in shock.

The scene just now made him unable to react.

The things in this mirror actually exist!

Is this a demon? !

He suddenly thought of Kelly's story about the devil "Dude".

Were you talking to the devil just now?

And almost made a deal with a devil?

Thinking of this, Azu, who was not afraid of anything, felt a little chilly all over and left the church as quickly as possible.

After flying back to the farm, Azu tiptoed and prepared to go upstairs.

With a click, the light switch was turned on.

Azu's movements suddenly stopped, and he looked at Peter sitting on the sofa from the corner of his eyes.

The air stopped for a moment, and Peter's voice came towards him.

"John?"

Turning around, Azu took a deep breath and walked to Peter nervously.

"dad."

"It's twelve o'clock at night. You just came back from outside. John, can you tell me what you were doing just now?"

Peter knew that the other party probably went to the suburbs, but he still pretended not to know.

"Sorry, Dad, I was seduced by a devil."

Azu didn't hide anything and said dejectedly.

"Devil temptation?"

Peter was startled when he heard what the other party said.

Could it be that this boy went to have a tryst with a little girl in the wild?

How old is this naughty kid that he dares to do this?

Peter, whose expression kept changing, now wanted to give him a kick immediately.

"Who seduced you? Who did you learn these things from?"

Peter asked with a bluster.

"I don't know, it was probably the devil Dude who seduced me. As for who taught me, it was probably you, dad, and Mr. Jones? Anyway, you usually teach me."

Azu continued with a grimace: "When I heard him talking, I fainted for no reason."

"he?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was probably thinking wrong.

He coughed twice and asked the other party: "What happened? Please tell me in detail."

"Okay, Dad."

Azu then told him the whole scene that happened in the church.

Of course, he hid the fact that he was almost convinced by the other party.

After listening, Peter was speechless for a long time.

"Dad has indeed neglected you a bit during this time."

Peter reflected, "This is my fault."

He stood up and patted Azu on the shoulder, "Dad formally apologizes to you."

Peter apologized to him, but Azu was at a loss.

"Dad, I was also at fault. I shouldn't have gone out so late and almost got into trouble."

Azu said in a depressed mood: "I always mess up everything."

"Actually, I'm not as powerful as I said. Dad, I was almost persuaded by him. I'm very scared. Those things in my dreams have been haunting me. I'm afraid of being pulled down by them, just like being dragged down by a water ghost. Like being pulled down to the bottom of a gloomy river."

"Dad, I'm afraid of losing."

Azu raised his head and looked at him helplessly, "I'm more afraid of hurting you."

"No, you won't."

Peter took Azu into his arms and comforted him.

He could probably guess what Azu was afraid of.

Because he often dreams about the unsightly images of the black-robed world, he always has a sense of fear and insecurity in his heart.

Afraid of being abandoned and not loved by everyone like in the dream.

"Dad swears to you that what you are afraid of will never happen. No matter what happens, dad will always be behind you."

He comforted the other person, "Dad will have your back, John."

Azu blinked and said with firm eyes: "Then I will always be daddy's sharpest spear."

The next day, early morning.

Kelly hugged Star-Lord and looked at Peter in surprise.

"Do you really believe what Azu said, and do you believe in the existence of any devil?"

Peter put down the newspaper he had just delivered, "Isn't that what you said? Dude's devil."

Kelly shook her head, "That's just a rumor passed down. In fact, Dude used to be a serial killer named Frank Dude, so it doesn't exist at all."

"I think it's highly likely that John made up the story."

Kelly expressed her opinion, "You want to find a devil like this, I think, it is almost impossible."

Peter put down the newspaper in surprise, "As the granddaughter of a chief, don't you believe in the existence of devils or angels?"

"There are no legends of devils in our tribe."

Kelly thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can find that Mexican woman."

"You mean Ms. Nancy?"

"Yes, doesn't she have divination and psychic abilities? And she can also see pictures that ordinary people can't see."

"Um."

Peter nodded. He could ask this Mexican woman about the origin of this devil.

Half an hour later, Peter stood in front of a house.

White curbs, energy-saving lamps, the mailbox is surrounded by lush lilacs, and bright white rain gutters are revealed.

Knocked on the door, but no one in the room responded.

Frowning, he pushed the door open.

With a creak, the unlocked door was pushed open.

The room was dimly lit, with various knitted accessories hanging.

A putrid, unmasked breath spread into his nostrils.

Following the smell, he walked to the second floor and pushed open a room near the corridor.

There were burning candles on the counter in the room, and a magic circle was drawn in the middle of the room.

In the center of the magic circle, a body was lying on it.

The body was face down, and the blood on the back of the head had coagulated into a block.

Peter took two steps forward and walked to the front of the body. He looked at the body shape of the female corpse and compared it with the photo in the photo frame outside to confirm that the other party was Ms. Nancy he was looking for.

Is she dead?

Staring at the body in front of him, he fell into deep thought.

It seems that the other party was killed when using the magic circle to summon creatures.

The magic circle in front of him looked familiar. He remembered that there was a similar magic circle in the priest's magic book.

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