The Devil’s Cage - Chapter 550

Chapter 550
Chapter 550: Creating a Scene


Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost

Kieran was standing on Dublin Street .

Behind him was the wealthy district for the rich and in front of him was the slums for the less fortunate . Not only was the light on the street dimmed, a horrible sinful feeling lurked around the dark corners as well .

Hard smashing noises could be heard from metal rods onto someone's body and iron knives stabbed into flesh, bleeding the target out .

All the disturbing noises sounded like it occurred beside Kieran's ears with his A+ Intuition .

He carefully took in all the noises and tried to differentiate each of them .

After locking onto a single noise, he headed towards that direction .

Dublin Street was actually a complete block rather than a single street, including a couple of big factories and abandoned buildings . There were around 20,000 people who lived in this block alone, most of them unemployed or homeless, plus gang members .

All vicious and buff fellas were glaring at Kieran the moment he stepped into Dublin Street .

The vicious men were judging whether Kieran was a fat lamb that delivered himself to the wolf's den or a formidable person .

That's right, a fat lamb that delivered himself to the wolf's den .

Although Dublin Street was connected to the beautiful wealthy district, only a few would go through the street to that place or vice versa .

Not only because of the police cruisers that were posted almost 24/7 at the entrance of the street block but also because it would attract unwanted troubles .

Anyone who walked into the wealthy district through Dublin Street would be marked down by the police .

Those filthy cops wouldn't allow their precious taxpayers to be hurt, not even allowing a single hair to fall off their head .

As for the other way around, those who came from the wealthy district would definitely be the targets of the gang members, the passerby kept addressing them as fat lambs .



However, certain incidents that occurred lately made them a little more obedient and honest . Otherwise, the moment Kieran stepped into Dublin Street, questions would be asked .

The police would only keep their jurisdiction within the wealthy district .

There was a certain peace treaty that was formed between the gang members and the police within Dublin Street, a set of rules that both parties had to follow like a chess game .

Kieran slowly moved forward, eyeing his sides from time to time .

The gang members exchanged a gaze and two of from the bunch and couldn't help but start to trail Kieran .

"This guy is mine! See that cape and that big bag? It's definitely worth a lot!" One of the taller stronger men said while trailing Kieran . The bloated one beside him thus hastened his steps .

The rest of the gang members turned their attention to the man who was sitting in the corner . The man was wearing a big leather jacket, bald and had a pentagram tattooed on his face .

"Idiots! Look at where that punk is heading, you idiots want to get turned into specimens?" The bald buff man sneered .

The gang members around him quivered instantly .

"Let's go, we have a big case to do tomorrow, that crazy f*cker…"

The bald buff man said angrily at first but dimmed down at the end uncontrollably .

He then spat heavily on the ground and turned around to one of the abandoned buildings .

A big group of gang members then followed in his footsteps .

. . .

Kieran stopped at a small alley .

What would a small alley look like within Dublin Street?



A filthy place filled with trash, feces and dirty water mixed with all kinds of color .

Compared to this small alley, the backstreet in the commercial street was like heaven .

The vile stench that assaulted his sense of smell was even fouler than a rotten corpse, causing Kieran to frown .

Even though Kieran wasn't a clean freak with OCD, the horrible environment before him forced him to be careful with his steps .

He could bear with dust and dirt but not a puddle of sh*t or filthy water .

To be honest, the gang members who lived nearby couldn't adapt to that alley either .

"Hey, punk! Stop right there!"

Two men who came in behind Kieran yelled loudly at Kieran .

"Hand over all your belongings!" The bloated one said straightforwardly .

Kieran turned around and saw the two men . He already noticed they were trailing him a while ago, but he wasn't concerned, instead, he was quite happy that someone was following him because they would at least serve as a means of creating a scene . Such a scene to a commoner was very minimal because common sense would allow them to know what was going on . However, to those non-human existences, it became quite a problem .

As both gang members were approaching Kieran in an intimidating manner, the wall behind them started to distort and bloat . A figure then squeezed itself out of the wall silently .

The figure was big and fat, its appearance completely sealed off the entrance to the small alley .

The taller, stronger one of the two seemed to have noticed something behind them . As he wanted to turn around instinctively, before he really laid eyes on what was behind him, his head was grabbed by a huge hand .

PAK!

His head was torn right off his body! The blood gushed out like a geyser on the bloated one beside . He wanted to scream, but it stopped just as the sound escaped his mouth .

Fuuuush!

A giant butcher knife was slashed down from his head, slicing the bloated one in half without any obvious reaction .

The stench of blood was mixed with the existing foul stench .

The fat body was grumbling loudly, slowly approaching Kieran .

After some light was shed on its gruesome body, it revealed the greyish white skin that looked similar to a withered dead body, its head consisted of multiple pust and was even more terrifying .

"After transforming into a fiend, its human intellect has worn down and it started to follow its natural instinct? Even its body started to change?" Kieran thought in his heart .

He had a very limited understanding of fiends, all he could do was rely on educated guesses .

Of course, Kieran was eager to put on a good performance when his "audience" was watching him .

Fuuung!

The giant butcher knife was slashed right at Kieran .

Kieran moved to the right slightly and easily dodged the slash . [Python-W2] appeared in his hand and was fired repeatedly .

Bang Bang Bang!

The bullets were fired directly at Rudd's fat body, yet even with [Armor Penetration Lvl 1] attached, all the bullets did was scratch its skin .

Green blood oozed out from the bullets wound .

Rudd who seemed to not feel anything switched his frontal slash into a horizontal sweep .

Kieran jumped up and stepped on the wall aside, as if his feet had grown roots that stuck him on the wall, allowing him to wall run with ease .

[Python-W2] didn't cease its fire . Bullets were poured down at the hideous fiend but different from the previous normal bullets, [Bullets of Blessing] were fired this time around .

Still, [Bullets of Blessing] which were effective against negative energy beings had no outstanding effect against fiends .

When the bullets landed on its body, all it did was make it cry in pain but none of them were fatal shots, even those fired right into its head .

"Fiends are not just simple negative energy beings!"

Kieran thought and his left hand quickly hurled out a couple of grenades .

Ding Ding!

After several bounces, a couple of [U-II] grenades landed on the fiend's feet .

KABOOOM!

A bright explosion occurred .

Shrapnel was splashed in every direction, the fiendified Rudd didn't avoid the blast and was engulfed completely .

Thick green blood gushed out of its body, dying his body green . Its fat body started to wobble .

Right after the explosion, [Arrogant Word] was swung down from up high, performing a downward slash .

Puuuush!

The fat disgusting body was slashed in half right away .

Kieran quickly took a few steps back, avoiding the splashing blood and panted heavily as well .

Until the black bird flew away, Kieran then quietly clenched his fist in excitement after he felt the flaps of the wings .

"Yes!"