[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

Louie's thoughts were caught in a strange trap.

He seemed to see Charlie Comblan's face zooming in and out before him, twisting like a whirlpool, splitting into two, four, eight... all this happened in his eyes , that illusory world with flashing colored lights, those lights are as dazzling as the laser balls at the demon's carnival party, constantly rotating, constantly rotating, accompanied by harsh electronic noises, and countless loudspeakers playing all kinds of loud rock music .They are mixed together, constantly stirring, and the regular melody cannot be heard clearly, just like countless metals colliding together, it is deafening.

But, amidst this senseless din, a voice pierced, which seemed to be trying to get the attention of the poor bewildered creature out of the bangs which could easily drown it, and it kept failing. , failed six times, then ten, fifteen times, but it persevered, it grew stronger and stronger, and finally it evolved into a real call from the depths of the heart, which made it beat the noise of sensory stimulation. .....

"Louis!"

"what--"

With the last call, Louis finally woke up from that terrible fantasy.

He found himself on his knees, his head in his hands, trembling.The dense beads of sweat on his forehead gathered together and ran across his cheeks, bringing a burst of itching on the surface of the skin. They were about to drip down, and Louis wanted to reach out to wipe it off, but his hands were weak and he couldn't lift them up at all.

Lester, who was squatting in front of him, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and was about to say something——

"How beautiful! Louis, Louis!" The maddened Comron looked at the trembling Louis and laughed, "Don't you know your own beauty? Don't you know the beauty of Vanner? Someone said you are so beautiful Like gods in the sky? Are you—"

"Shut up!" Lester turned his head and threatened in a deep voice, "Otherwise you will regret it."

"Look... I know, I know!" The priest shouted in surprise, as if he had discovered a new world, "You love him? Don't you, Drianko? You love him, You're not hired by him, you're doing this for him because—you love him? Don't you? Don't you?  …You tell me, tell me!"

"Shut up! I'm warning you one last time!"

"Why, why don't you tell me? You love him, I can see, you love him! Just like I love my Vanner! My Vanner, he is so beautiful, he is a flawless angel, yes The Lord gave me a gift! No, I am the Lord! Vanir belongs to me only! None of you can get him, only I can!"

"How dare you say love! You hurt Vanner Pudula, and now you're hurting Louis!..." Lester stood up and grabbed the priest by the collar angrily, "He's only 14 years old , he is still a child! How dare you!"

"So what! He is my child and my lover! I love him more than anyone else in the world!"

"Stop making excuses for your dirty desires, Charlie Comrun." Lester squeezed the priest's chin so hard that his knuckles were almost blue, "Listen, tell me Come on, do you know what you are? Do you know what you are? ... You're just a cheap pedophile."

"I'm not! You can't understand me at all!...Why? You can love Louis, why can't I love Vanner? Ho-ho," the priest let out a strange laugh, which was not human voice, like some ugly creature that lives in a dry swamp, "I tell you, I not only love him, I got him, did you get Louie? I got my Vanir, again and again, I can still picture him moaning under me, do you know how beautiful that is? I love him, I love him more than anyone else! Ho—"

"A man like you, how dare you say love!" Lester roared almost hoarsely, "You are not worthy at all! You damn devil! You mention it is blasphemy!"

The priest did not miss the cruelty and coldness in Leicester's eyes. Those eyes did not belong to an ordinary detective. He froze for a moment, and finally remembered who they should belong to, those thugs who licked blood with their knives, those death row prisoners locked up in heavy prisons , those vicious murderers...

As if he understood something, Jie Jie laughed strangely: "You are not a private detective at all, who are you? You have seen blood, you have killed people, haven't you? Don't you!...You This murderer, isn't it blasphemy for you to mention love? Are you worthy of loving Louis?...Who did you kill? Who did you kill?"

"Who did I kill? You can't even imagine the people I killed in this life..." Lester's lips twitched uncontrollably, his eyes were filled with blood, but he himself Unaware, the cruelty and desire to kill hidden in his bones completely surged into his brain at this moment, when Louis was so stimulated by the villain in front of him that he collapsed and knelt on the ground trembling. The rational string in my heart snapped instantly, "Let's see..."

Lester stared straight into the priest's eyes, expressionless.The straight, unblinking eyes made Comron's heart shudder. This was the first time he saw the blond man with such a creepy expression, more cruel than anger, darker than hatred, he His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast without human emotion.A chill rushed over the priest's head from the soles of his feet, and he felt as if he was being choked by the god of death, and he couldn't breathe. This was the moment he was most afraid of tonight.

Then, Camron saw the man in front of him turn his neck in a strange gesture, and then raised the knife in his right hand...

"Ah!!!" The priest let out a shrill scream.

Following Lester's movements, his screaming turned into cursing, and then begging for mercy. The expression of the executioner was extremely indifferent, and he was not moved by the pain of the other party. He was like a machine that was numb. There is no emotion at all.

"Help! Help—" The priest's throat burst out of a scream that could not be restrained because of the severe pain, and then became shattered because of the increasing pain, "Ah—no, no! Let me go! Please! Oh, ah—help!"

Louis' thoughts were pulled back by the strong smell of blood in the air and the painful roar of Father Comeron. He slowly raised his head, and what he saw was a cruel and bloody scene that seemed to be tortured in purgatory... ..

Lester held up the knife and slashed across Charlie Comblan's body. He didn't just slash, he let the blade penetrate from the surface of the skin from shallow to deep, and when it got deep enough, he Just put the hilt up, give it a little turn, gouged out a piece of flesh, picked it up in your left hand, showed Father Commron, and dropped it on the ground.

One piece, another piece...

He is also so familiar with the tendons and bones of the human body, every cut avoids the arteries, ensuring that the other party will experience extremely severe pain, but will not faint due to excessive blood loss.

If he didn't goug out the whole piece of flesh in one step, he would pull it with his left hand and pull it off. The pain of the flesh being torn was accompanied by a huge visual stimulus, which greatly shocked Camron's spirit. devastated.

The priest was shaking like a sieve, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he didn't have time to take care of it. His blood kept dripping from the wound, "Pa-ta, pa-ta--", drop by drop fell on the ground.The blood on the ground gathered together and gradually turned into a sticky red. They mixed with the sand on the ground and slowly flowed around.The priest begged for mercy tremblingly, but the beast in front of him turned a deaf ear...

Once he saw what was happening, Louis fell to the ground in shock.A strong desire to vomit instantly surged in his stomach, and he slammed his hands on the ground to prevent himself from collapsing, regardless of whether the rough sand on the ground would grind his palms.

"Ugh—" Almost in the next second, Louis began to vomit crazily. The bloody smell in the air stimulated his nasal cavity, which made him want to vomit even more. The acid water mixed with the feeling of vomiting kept churning in his stomach, and he threw up black and black, his vision was blurred and shimmering black.

Lester, who was abusing the priest almost madly, gradually stopped his movements when he heard the sound behind him. At this time, one of the priest's arms was already dripping with blood, and his begging for mercy gradually became quieter, becoming almost inaudible. moaning...

Still gagging, Louie wiped his mouth carelessly and looked up just in time to see Lester turn his head to look at him.

Lester's expression was grim and cruel. Against his pale skin, he looked like a cold and stiff gargoyle.And his eyes didn't have any temperature, they were just red, crimson, with a layer of beastly blood mist.He was holding the blood-stained knife in his hand, and the blood slowly slipped from the blade and slipped into the palm of his hand holding the knife.

There was a lot of blood on Lester's body and face, which was the priest's blood.Some are flakes, some are speckled, some have started to dry.Pieces of bloody flesh were scattered around his feet, and behind him, Comron hung there motionless covered in blood. The saliva from Comron's mouth, the sweat on his body, and the blood from the wound kept dripping. It fell and landed on the mud-covered ground.

There was a strange gurgling sound in Lester's throat. He raised the knife, licked a drop of blood off the tip of the knife slowly, slowly with the tip of his tongue, and then closed his eyes, as if enjoying some delicious food. .

At this moment, he was simply a devil from hell, completely bloodthirsty, cruel, and inhuman.

Louis watched him silently.

Then, a hoarse voice sounded: "Are you afraid?"

Louie shook his head.

"......Do not."

"Afraid of... me?"

"Do not."

The devil walked up to the trembling human, and Louis saw his blood-stained pants just in time.

The blond devil looked around and praised this small space filled with blood and pain with a chant-like tone: "Welcome...to my world."

This scarlet world.

TBC.

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