My Guardian Angel (The Dust of Love)
Chaptre 81. The Bunch of Punks

The book is opened, turned over and then read. The devil's book describes who they are. Most peels about self-love, narcissism and fanaticism at s3k5. Unrestricted because the exalted love absolute freedom.

Then, the supreme leader began a fiery sermon after being with the four assemblies surrounding the statue in a worship position.

"Following the 'great' everyone will be given popularity, prosperity, fame, wealth and other worldly pleasures. Everything is real, not just a promise. He will give you evidence. Compare that to the so-called creator of heaven and earth. So, a good child is not necessarily given as you wish.

There is no need to be afraid and ashamed of sin, no one will judge. You will even receive a very worthy reward that you never imagined before.

If anyone hurts you, you will repay them. No love or affection other than h4w4 n4f5u."

They sang ballads adoring 'the great' a little stomping and loud. Turning savage. Shouting like possession. Rock and roll music from legendary and famous bands. Which is turned upside down on a black disc.

Sweet satan, it's me!

Sweet satan, take my soul!

I'll follow you!

To the blind forest where you wait!

Fused in a dark rhythm!

I followed you Mine! Only yours!

Give me glory, strength, glory.

Fuuceek God and his b1tch son!

Fuuceek God and his b1tch son!

Hands up, starting again. Haw. Arumi stopped staring at the statue as a group of women climbed onto the altar, some of them coming to hold her feet and hands. Many people fill the more empty space on the higher floors of the balcony. Includes some additional people with documentation equipment. All the doors of the room were then closed.

He then only lay on his back in the cold, also shrinking on the altar. Difficulty moving. He began to breath. The head buzzed more and more often.

After the blood of the people in the room was collected, it was mixed into one. Three servants brought him to the altar. Stirring again with alcohol. Last cup from Itzik Damian's feet.

The leader pours the liquid into small-sized trophies. Haw.

"This is our blood poured out for us for mutual enjoyment. Accept and drink this blood as a covenant between us."

The bells are rung nine times. Re-circulated. Waiting aba-aba. The supreme leader explained to Arumi as if he wanted Arumi to learn their tradition from tonight about the blood banquet that would strengthen the bond between the members. After drinking it everyone will find it difficult to escape.

They started drinking, enjoying. Arumi did not stop shuddering by the horror, unconsciously having spewed the wind by the smell of blood and wax.

"What everyone is waiting for has finally arrived. Love meal."

A host started opening a broadcast that Itzik said would earn Trillions in an hour. The host's face was covered in a goat-faced mask.

"So guys, 2000 people have joined dark room 6 will be guided by red magician and dark room 66 is devoted only to exclusive members guided by black magician. You guys know the specials?"

A person called a red magician wears a blood-colored red robe and a hat as similar as a bishop's hat as opposed to a two-horn. Face covered by goat mask.

He started talking. "Yes yeah, I keep telling you, buddy. In room 66 Members can request us, what you want the bride to do. He can be tied up, a little whipped with whips, crawling like a dog, whatever it is for your ken1km4t4n."

Repossessed again same main host.

"I'll guide you. The working camera takes a 360 degree point of view from this session as well from this entire room. All the members present tonight will take an active part in the most eagerly awaited annual party. S3k5 independently with anyone according to their own wishes. Without abstinence, without coercion, there are no rules. Just blast yourself and melt down. We'll start soon. The earliest thanks to all participants, sympathizers, donors who have invested your time, your money for this event. Especially for those in power in each district with loyalty and wealth. You will be increasingly given gifts from the 'great'."

The leader walked towards Arumi while cameras from several angles had been on. Remove the conical hat until Arumi could more clearly see the face of the sect priest. A stranger may be as old as Uncle H, perhaps as old as James Chavez, his father. He has almost white gray hair, brown eyebrows and bold berias in the eyes.

"I've been waiting for you, my bride."

The eyes of psychopaths in general. Unabashedly filled with elements of the most basic desires of living beings. Savage, ferocious and Arumi thought, Archilles Lucca might not have had enough time to save himself. Or he could explain the hope that remained in his chest that the man was indeed doing something. He would ask later, why did he help her so long? What's holding that guy back?

People seem to be bewitched. Start removing their robes as I cast another spell. Mustic. The supreme leader took something, an injection of four women carrying trays. Followers parroted. They will use the forbidden 0b4t4n before the party starts.

Without hesitating to speak to himself, extend a hand to another woman of about 35 years old who heads the women at the altar. He dressed in white with a waist-high hemisphere until the moment the woman stepped there was nothing to hide. Spreading s3nsu4l1t4s, start fishing.

Maybe the man's wife, they shared the haram. Kissing in the most disgusting way that Arumi Chavez witnessed. Even bit each other to the point of bleeding before the man slowly came to him. Arumi's eyes move.

Arumi's forehead is then touched, given a certain symbol. Arumi shook her head, refusing loudly. The woman carries a cup of blood up to Arumi's side. Put it on the side of the altar.

"Let injections and drinks be the ultimate ritual, dear."

Looks like the h0rn1 guy's heavy on him. Whereas compared to the 13 women he saw, his body was just like a new teenager will mature.

"Let our bride be aware!"

The woman nodded obediently while the perverted man gulped. Quickly go to the base of his nervous turmoil.

The woman did not delay stroking Arumi's face until I had Arumi bristled. The hand aggressively caressed Arumi's body. Down the chin, chest, belly, down.

"My daughter is blessed by blood."

"In .. a ti .. dur de .. with his bodyguard! The girl is not as pure as she looks." Itzik Damian suddenly interrupted. Speak dragged from behind only to receive a whip of whip. Painful screams! The blood was in stark contrast on his white body. Itzik Damian is very strange, willing to be persecuted just for the sake of the sole admin of his fanpage.

The host keeps reading the incoming comments and receives more untraceable transactions. Very spirited. Says that the transaction was arranged by an Asian mobster.

Almost everyone starts s4k4w. There are many types. The cameras kept circling around them. Arumi closed her eyes, the incantations sounded more and more noisy in the room as well as the mixed aroma.

"You are the Creator of all things seen and unseen, and Your power will never end. Humble before the greatness of Your glory, I pray that You will be pleased to free me by Your power from all possession of the spirits of Hell, from their deception, from their deception, from deceit and evil and keeping me safe in protection, O Almighty. Amen."

Arumi consciously read her own prayer. That is all he has, believing that the One who created Him and the believers have more power than all these powers. And ..., is not the prayer that all hearts offer a miraculous weapon against evil?

"Good spell but it will be in vain."

"They burn rubbish and send messages to heaven, challenging Your power. My God is a shield! He will pull me out of the dark valley!" His voice began to shake. "I will only serve You who created me."

The man ascending to the altar is now in the room has been fully filled by 3r4ng4n and d3s4h4n.

"Lord, have mercy on me. Save me from these demons."

Legs touched.

"Lord ...." Arumi screeched in panic, her eyes widened. His hands were held hostage above his head by the woman.

Something touched his thigh.

"Don't be afraid! You're gonna love this!"

"The accursed devil will burn in the fires of hell in the end!"

"It's just a human creation. We're not gonna believe a fairy tale. Hell is just a word invented to scare us, baby!"

Arumi blew spit into the man's face. Avoid anything that will now reach the slit of his thigh. The man laughed loudly, liking Arumi Chavez's angry actions.

"I believe His hand will lift the spear to save me! Your mouth will be silenced."

"Amin" said the man making fun of him.

Arumi's prayer came in five seconds. The edge of the five-pointed bronze spear floated, flying at high speed from the direction of the statue just as the man was about to fulfill his mission.

The tapered end lightning strike tub swoops accurately on the man's neck. Slitting half until the man's mouth tightly clenched. Arumi. Can the right hand statue rotate the skull full of blood do a hard throw following the spear until without further attraction, the head immediately plucked from the body. Stuck right in the middle of the symbol.

"Armghhhh!!!" The women who saw it screamed in panic.

The blood spurted on Arumi's face. How horror.

A headless body fell on top of his body. The woman in his head howled furiously. Arumi was as strong as her power pushing the huge body was strong. Eventually it just shifted. Numbness by something that shook his eyesight and mental. Arumi Chavez rolled with difficulty, falling right at the foot of the pulpit. His head hit the end of the candle holder. Scratched and bleeding. He vomited afterwards.

The head of the Legion who had only come to enjoy the show was furious. One of them hit a big gong in the corner of the room.

Arumi looked at the golden statue that was trying to remove the head of the annoying goat. He burned it and threw it in the middle of the altar. Fire is creeping in there.

He's not a statue. Arumi Chavez falls in love with her boyfriend despite wearing a mask. He recognized Archilles Lucca even though the man was a bit thin unless there was an oddity that he did not know, what it was, he did not think further.

"He is not our love." The mood changed direction.

"He's just disguised!"

"Kill him!"

"Hanging him!"

Arrows were removed from under the robes of the guards, directed at the Archilles Lucca. Some are holding a gun. Arumi painstakingly crawled away from the goat head explosion.

The wife of the supreme leader put the altar to Arumi, taking him hostage. Drags him.

The mood turned chaotic. Cameraman attempted to take videos while continuing to report the latest developments, still remaining behavioral anomalies. Usually at the end of the story the cameraman is the only survivor.

Plain bodies staggered looking for the exit. The arrow floated now and the hot lead was on Archilles who was looking at him. Run immediately. Someone's protecting his girlfriend with candle trays.

"Lucca!" And she's a woman, yelling in the middle of a frenzy.

One wooden tray as if winged, captured Archilles, protect yourself. Rolling in the room is now starting to burn. Meet a guy, fight.

The candles fell down and burned almost all the dated robes, symbolized books and everything else.

Arumi nibbled at the hand of the woman holding her to let go. But the woman dragged him. Then one shot came from a woman who called the name Archilles earlier making the woman's head behind him also separate. Arumi sat down, hugged her knees and began to daze.

The men who held the statue have now transformed into an army of bandits. Blustery. Arumi recognizes her uncle, Uncle Hellton, Lord Raymundo Alvaro and her nosy foster brother, Lucky Luciano.

"Take Arumi away from here."

Arumi heard Uncle H's voice. Archilles seemed to have just realized the presence of the three people from his shocked face. Give sign.

"Miss!!!" Archilles grabbed Arumi's shivering body shrouded with a stretcher-bed cloth on which he stood. Rubbing Arumi's eyes and lips. "We'll wipe your face outside!" Seel tight.

Arumi has difficulty standing. Archilles carried her. Then hold 3r4ng4n in pain until the question arises, has this man been injured first?

Heading for the exit. An arrow drifted towards them was pushed aside by the woman. Arumi saw him passing through the side of the Archilles' body, very strange, in the middle of the room; not stopping to move protect them, or not himself but the Archilles.

Slightly overwhelmed, unable to dispel a single arrow shot that had escaped to the Archilles upper right back. Tear that part. The man was pushed forward, the jaw of the Archilles convulsing would stumble but firmly rested on his two legs. Arumi is getting closer.

The woman growled very wrathfully remove the cloak of a slim, proportionate body. He took a step dragging the sword he had managed to get in his hand.

The woman was very quick to cut anyone down without mercy. Seemed to be having fun turning the hilt of the sword that was now covered in blood. He even used a man's head to hit his opponent. Even kicking it upstairs. It's a real soul pain.

Before they reached the door, Arumi Chavez thanked her for reaching Itzik Damian. As much as possible, drop the support and catch the wooden pole where Itzik was tied, hugging Itzik's wounded body tightly before trying to remove the nail that bound Itzik. Now, Arumi believes, the woman must be Tatiana Sangdeto.

Arumi Chavez reflexively circles his hands around the neck of the Archilles. They're outside now. The day was getting dark. Mr. Alvaro comes in from behind. The man did not let a single person block their path. Shooting at anyone who is visible to his eyes, do not want to bother spending energy.

Fire gushed out from the broken glass.

"Is Uncle Hellton going to be okay?" asked Arumi restlessly.

His uncle had just recovered from illness and some parts of Uncle Hellton's body were in trouble. He was in a wheelchair for a long time and his vision was poor.

"Don't worry. Mr. Luciano and Mr. Alvaro will look after him."

"Your back is wounded, Archilles." Arumi felt the blood on her hands mixed with golden paint.

"Em, yeah. Little sore. We'll be leaving soon." Archilles peeked at her. The man's lips were as cold as blocks of ice.

"I'm scared!"

"Everything's over. I'm here, you won't fear anything!"

"You're almost late."

"I'm waiting for the right moment to make my job easier. I'm sorry, you have to experience all this!"

Walk the stairs up to the terrace. Eurocopter Tiger with cannon, anti-tank missiles, rockets and a revolving bullet after attacking the place all-out. Brought down.

Carlos Adelberth is in control. The Archilles carefully pushed Arumi to the rear and climbed along.

"Archilles is wounded, Carl!" sir Alvaro shouted at Carlos.

"Yes, okay. I'll be right back!"

Mr. Alvaro nodded expressionlessly before closing the door and again ran in long steps looking for his friends.

That thing is flying. Arumi is attacked by a high fever in the arms of Archilles Lucca. Event after event has slowly disturbed his psyche.

Archilles took mineral water from the side of the cabin, poured it on a cloth and began to remove the bloodstains on Arumi's face using his right hand.

Arumi couldn't bear to not vomit. Suffering greatly from the smell of blood. Moreover, shadow after shadow swirled within his head. Archilles just patted Arumi's back slowly.

"My head hurts a lot!"

"We'll be there soon, miss. I got you."

They were taken to a hospital in a secret place after landing on a short runway on the edge of the sea.

Arumi Chavez refused treatment, fearing the hands of strangers. Afraid of being alone, he continued to vomit until Archilles delayed the operation on his back, waiting for the girl who, despite the fever, wanted to rid herself of the smell of blood. He looked in front of the bathroom, which was even left open. Their days are very bad.

The girl got out of there. Archilles helped her dress up which she got from one of the generous nurses. Then wrap it again with a blanket.

For an hour they sat on the hospital couch. Without noise. In the distance the sound of waves breaking on the rock was clearly heard, the wind then rained. Archilles hid his left hand in his trouser pocket. His right hand hugged Arumi.

"Archilles, my necklace is gone. I can't take good care of her."

"It's with me, Miss."

"How can you?"

"Destiny."

Archilles took the thing out of his pants pocket and re-attached it to Arumi's neck. Now it's much looser. Hard to hide the left hand from Arumi's vision.

"You have to eat."

"I'm so nauseous!"

Miss Salsa Diomanta and Miss Sunny are coming. Even though Lady Salsa hugged her daughter, the girl would not let go of their hands.

It took a long time to persuade the girl who complained that she could not get her eyes fixed because every time she did she saw a lot of horror.

The stomach continues to sound. Miss Arumi vomited to see the food Sunny brought. Next fear of injections and intravenous needles. Like a catatonia afflicted, the girl was just in a daze.

Doctors say psychological reactions sometimes work more slowly. Maybe it's just getting started.

"We'll take care of it, Archilles. Go and sew your wounds!" Sunny Diomanta said glumly.

Archilles. The left hand that was not shown bore a question mark on the forehead of Salsa Diomanta. However, the Archilles only soon passed to stitch up his wound. Nor did it react to the necklace around Arumi's neck.

Archilles immediately fell asleep and indeed the long journey of days, physical and mental stress of almost two weeks, he had been haunted by severe insomnia. He needs to close his eyes.

Half-conscious at midnight, he heard the wheel of an infusion pole rolling quietly on the hospital floor. Stop for a while and then spin again, stop and spin again until it stops right in the room.

The door is pushed, between conscious and not, the wheel comes at him. Archilles opened his eyes slowly. Frosted. The girl stood half a fathom away from him. Their eyes meet.

Miss Arumi climbed onto the bed, arranging her left arm. Jerked. Maybe surprised to see a hand he can't hide anymore. A few minutes later he lay on his arm.

There was a drop of tears falling on his innocent arm. Warm. Then, change more. The girl sobbed slowly.

"Miss ..., you must return. Your Mom will panic when she doesn't find you in your room."

"You tell me, what happened to your hand, Archilles?" ask Arumi Chavez between sobs.

"It's nothing, Miss!" sahut Archilles. "The window in my class broke. I fixed it but my hand accidentally hit a glass cutting knife."

"Who did it to you?" demand Arumi Chavez groan on his arm not believing the reason. The girl's tears were going uncontrollably.

"Miss ...."

"What ..., my mother?"

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