"No, as Bluebird said, release them to lure the demons."
Arthur coldly issued the command, and under this order, everyone's hearts stirred slightly; some sank deeper into depression, while others breathed a sigh of relief.
They didn't have to kill those patients. Although they were doomed to die, at least it wasn't by their own hands. They comforted themselves in this way, struggling to persist in their despair.
"Is it like this again..."
A weak voice arose, and someone sighed softly at everything happening.
This was a paradoxical issue. The Purification Mechanism fought against the demons to maintain human sanity, yet now, to uphold sanity, they had to sacrifice these people instead.
The train roared in, and Arthur understood well that Blue Jade and the others were sharp weapons, but he was the one who could wield them. They merely followed orders; everything else was Arthur's burden to bear.
