"Does no one fear killing these innocent people who have been touched by evil?"
When Anton heard this question from the demon that had possessed the firefighter, without showing any emotion on his face, he said, "In this line of work, sacrifices must be made. We will contain them, and then we will eliminate you from this reality."
While Anton spoke with the demon, Bowden, who was standing behind all the Light agents, didn't know what was happening, but he quickly realized that everything was true.
Evil existed in this world, and he was becoming aware of it right now. Looking at Anton, who seemed to have control of the situation, he wanted to step forward and calm things down, but he knew there was nothing to calm.
When one reaches the limits of human knowledge and understands that there are things beyond everyone's sight, a judgment of comprehension or ignorance comes into play. As a person, one must decide whether to live believing in ignorance or accept reality and fight against it.
Right now, Bowden has reached that point. So, looking at those firefighters with dark eyes, he knew perfectly well that they were completely different people than they were a short time ago.
"Have mercy on me, Lord..." Bowden murmured, seeking that image of God he had in his head since childhood, and his faith began to grow stronger.
Everyone, when in need, scared, or sick, needs a god to guide them in their thoughts, regardless of whether you were an atheist before. As long as one is desperate, they will always seek God.
"When a virus is released, a very strange and aggressive one, what humans do is eliminate the infected once they have succumbed to the virus. Here, the same thing is happening. Now that we are in a critical situation, what we must do is eliminate the infected so that the disease does not spread from this point."
Bowden, who was next to Rafael, muttered, "We can still save them."
"That is not entirely incorrect. We can save them, but most likely, many of us will die in the attempt. The aggressiveness of those influenced by a demon is extreme. Which lives do you want to save? Them or us?"
Rafael's response reached everyone's ears, and to complete it, he pointed out, "We save people from supernatural beings; we are more useful than them. So, in this situation, what we can do to reassure their souls is to eliminate them."
These words might sound somewhat cruel, but when you truly understand the sacrifice behind each containment of a dark entity, many understand Rafael's point of view.
And the worst part is that all that mental burden would fall on just one man, and that is the Guardian, who had the authority to do this because he was the most qualified to declare whether elimination is suitable or not.
"Are you still in the elevator?" Anton slightly turned his head and, using a bit of his divine energy in his eyes, could clearly see a dark plague on the other side of the elevator entrance.
At that point, two men placed their hands on the elevator door, and a man who was the mechanic came out holding the woman's head in his hand, smiling.
All the Light agents scattered to the sides of the hallway and aimed at the man controlled by the demon, ready to shoot at any moment.
"It seems you have no idea, dear priest," said the demon as some parts of his human body changed to a more deformed but robust form.
"Fire!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The firefighters took a step forward and ran towards Anton at an abnormal speed, ignoring how the shots penetrated their skin.
At this point, Anton pulled out one of his revolvers, and when he pulled the safety, he raised his pistol, and as soon as a man covered in blood holding an axe appeared, Anton squeezed the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet penetrated the forehead of the firefighter, who was covered in wounds. Knowing he couldn't live even if released, Anton wanted to eliminate any kind of threat that approached him.
The blood, cases, and skin with hair from the firefighter stained the wall beside him, but as if these things didn't matter to him, he said, "Cover your backs and advance!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shots didn't stop until all the firefighters had been completely eliminated, and only then did they pause for a few minutes.
Looking at all the corpses on the floor, Anton advanced cautiously and avoided stepping on the blood. In his advance, Anton raised his hand, his eyes focused on the man standing in the middle of the hallway who was smiling.
"You'll have to hurt me with something more than just weapons. You have to prove to me that you are someone who can give me at least a good workout."
Anton, who heard the words of the demon, raised his hand, took out a metal tube hidden in his arms, and gripped it like the handle of a sword. Placing his two fingers of his left hand on the sword's handle and sliding lightly through the air to release the blue sword of divine energy.
No one could see anything, but feeling heat coming from where Anton was, there was no need to ask what he was doing.