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The roar of the train resounds throughout the British Isles, and the bullets that mark the curse are pushed into the barrel of the gun. As a demon hunter, what drives you? Creatures hiding in the darkness make silent roars, black masses celebrated on steamships, devil's Bibles buried in the depths, terrifying creatures sleeping in the abyss of the ocean, and the blood-red eyes of humans possessed by demons. This is really not my choice, but I will not let go of those murderers. I chanted Solomon's mantra and carved a five-pointed star circle. Devil, please go back to hell.