Chapter 1855: Related to the Pope

"The person behind the scenes is related to the Pope." Chen Yu reached this shocking conclusion.

The magic spell in Yilin's body just now must have been the Pope's; if nothing else, that white light exposed their identity.

This group of hypocritical missionaries has reached the extreme of insanity in their actions.

"Would the Pope treat ordinary people like this?" Even An'er felt it was unbelievable.

When their Red Skull was at its peak, they committed all kinds of evil, but the most outrageous thing they ever did was just robbing houses and stealing half-grown children to fill their ranks.

Things like this—using other people's children to force a mother to agree to their contract, being alive and made into a dead Spirit Puppet—are simply unheard of. That group of people talks about benevolence and morality every day, yet the things they do have nothing to do with being human.

"Those who call others heretics with their mouths full are demons themselves, aren't they?" Chen Yu sneered. "I'll go to the slum in the west and figure out the situation there first."

"Is Mr. Chen going to solve the problem there?" An'er asked.

"I promised her I would help her. Even if I can't save everyone, I must save her child," Chen Yu said. "Things promised to others must be done."

"I will immediately check the information on her family and child, and send some locals to go with Mr. Chen. The situation in the slum is a bit complicated; you must have a local as a guide to get in," An'er said.

"Alright, then prepare as soon as possible," Chen Yu nodded.

Two hours later, Chen Yu sat on the way to the slum in the west of Yizhou.

This place is called Anla Town, a slum built in a desolate place in the Western World.

Its style is like the post-war style in Syrian films: mottled walls, exterior walls that look almost weathered; everything looks extremely desolate.

It sits on a canyon. Looking from afar, the undulating stone houses and the broken walls and ruins give it an extremely vicissitudinous feel.

A local named An is the guide. He grew up in Anla since he was a child, later joined the army, and because of his extraordinary bravery, he was later recruited into the guard by An'er, and within a few years, he had become the captain of the guard.

"Mr. Chen, Yilin has two children. One is named Yuna, who was adopted and is no longer here. The other little girl is named Tisi, 8 years old, who has lived here with her since she was small," An flipped through the data and said.

"What about their father?" Chen Yu asked.

"Most of the children living here don't have fathers," An sighed slightly and said, "Because most of the women living here rely on their bodies to make a living."

"So they don't even know who the children's fathers are. Of course, this isn't everyone, but even if the children here have fathers, most are drunks and gamblers who leave the family shortly after the children are born."

"Did you grow up here?" Chen Yu looked at An with surprise; he didn't understand life there.

"Yes, I grew up here. My mother raised me and my four older siblings, and then she died here forever. I hate myself for not getting ahead sooner; otherwise, I could have taken her away from there earlier," An's expression was dim.

This experience was an unbearable past for him.

"Tell me about your life here?" Chen Yu said. "Don't feel guilty; at least you have already walked out of it."

"The experience is just unbearable. Every day here is filled with violence and pornography, and all kinds of crimes are staged here every day. Drugs are the spiritual food for the people here."

An recalled the past: "Once you fall into this, your will will be destroyed. You only want to live a muddled life here and don't think about other things."

"Then how did you get out?" Chen Yu asked.

"I am different from others. I am not willing to stay here forever, nor am I willing to live a muddled life here for a lifetime."

"So I kept myself sober enough every day. In fact, many people have walked out of here over the years; they got rid of life here, but these people are a minority after all."

"Why would the local government allow such a place to exist?" Chen Yu felt a bit puzzled.

"It's not that the local government allows their existence, but that the people here can no longer leave this kind of life."

An sighed: "Alcohol and marijuana—you sleep for a whole day once you pass out. After waking up, you look for food, and then go live the nightlife here."

"This is much easier than struggling and working hard. People who are addicted to this will not think about how to leave here at all. What they think about every day is how to get marijuana."

"Human nature is just like this. Once the will collapses, there is no way to reignite the fighting spirit," Chen Yu nodded slowly. "Is there any news about that little girl?"

"Not yet, but someone saw her three days ago. And we found out that a Pope's charlatan is stationed here all year round, ostensibly to preach, but in reality, to do some shady things," An took out several documents and handed them to Chen Yu.

"Hersi?" Looking at the photo on the document, Chen Yu frowned. This guy doesn't look like a good person.

"Yes, this guy is an ascetic. For the previous thirty years, he spent his time in the Pope's Dungeon, and everything he came into contact with was Dark Creatures," An said. "This time his cultivation is complete, so he has entered the world."

"When such a person enters the world, it usually brings a storm of blood. It seems that the people inside the Pope think this world is not chaotic enough," Chen Yu said coldly.

"I don't know what the Pope wants to do. Originally, he guarded Dark Creatures in the Dungeon for decades, and his state of mind was greatly affected," An said. "Now the Pope has let him out and does not restrict his behavior. This is wanting things to develop in an uncontrollable direction."

"Perhaps the Pope has other conspiracies," Chen Yu looked at the slum close at hand and said lightly. "Perhaps, in this town, there is something they need."

"Stop for a moment." Having said this, Chen Yu's heart moved slightly.

An stopped the car and opened the door: "What's wrong, Mr. Chen?"

"This place is not ordinary," Chen Yu stared at a small open space in front of the town, only to see several huge pillars standing in this place.

"How is it not ordinary? Those few pillars?" An looked in the direction Chen Yu pointed with confusion, then smiled: "Those pillars have always been here. I often came here to play when I was a child."

"Always existed?" Chen Yu shook his head: "On the surface, they are the same as the pillars from when you were a child, but in fact, they have already changed. Let's go take a look."