american horror story

"Hit the brakes!"

After the car screeched to a halt, Roy was really weirded out.

Who would be standing in the middle of a road like this, out in the boonies, in the dead of night?

With the high beams on, Roy and Sultana saw a woman standing ahead. She was wearing a white nun's habit, had a black cloth covering her eyes, and was holding a black leather book.

Midnight, nun, blindfolded, black book – those words together gave Roy a bad feeling.

Could it be...?

Sultana, though, didn't think too much of it. She leaned out the car window and called out to the white-robed nun.

"Hey, lady! You in some kind of trouble?"

The white-robed nun nodded, and a cold voice came from her rosy lips.

"Yes, I am looking for someone. Might I ask if you two have seen them?"

"Looking for someone?"

Sultana was a little surprised, and the way this person was talking was kind of strange.

Three in the morning, middle of nowhere, with a blindfold on – and she says she's looking for someone?

No way anyone would believe that!

Sultana sensed something wasn't right and looked at Roy.

Roy got out of the car, squinting as he observed the mysterious white-robed nun in front of them.

Even though her face was covered by a black cloth, Roy could feel a sharp gaze.

Sultana wanted to get out too, but Roy stopped her.

"Who are you?"

The white-robed nun expressionlessly "looked" at Roy.

"It seems you are the one I seek. How peculiar, I cannot see your past starting from last September, nor your future."

Roy was shocked. He had transmigrated around last September, and this white-robed nun could actually see the original owner's past?

But she didn't seem to be able to see anything after his arrival. What was going on?

"Who exactly are you?!"

"You may call me Iris. I have come for Isabella."

Roy's suspicions were confirmed. This person was indeed Isabella's colleague, here to cause him trouble.

Iris noticed the change in Roy's expression.

"It seems you know why I'm here."

"Uh, yeah! How's Isabella doing these days?"

Roy was a little embarrassed to ask about Isabella, considering what happened that night. He hadn't exactly turned her down, and he kind of hurt her.

After all, the size of Roy's... well, you know... Isabella had really gone all-in that night. Just thinking about it made him cringe.

So afterward, Roy had seen Isabella walking with a limp, almost bow-legged.

He wondered if that incident had any lasting effects on her.

Iris didn't seem to catch Roy's meaning.

"Isabella is currently in a place repenting for her sins. Why, do you wish to see her?"

If he could, Roy definitely wanted to see Isabella, but he figured she probably didn't want to see him.

"Can you tell me where she is?"

Iris gave a cold smile that somehow looked very kind.

"I can, as long as you tell me what happened two months ago."

Roy frowned slightly. So, this white-robed nun was here because of that incident. She couldn't get the truth from Michael, so she came to him instead?

"If she didn't tell you, I'm not going to either."

This time, Roy felt Iris's sharp gaze even more clearly.

"Then I'm afraid I have no choice but to resort to other means. I hope you can forgive me."

As she spoke, Iris opened the black leather book in her hands and began to chant.

"God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light."

Suddenly, a beam of white light appeared in the sky, shining down on Roy and Iris.

The light was warm and gentle, like a mother's gaze, making people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

"Now, can you tell me the truth?"

Iris's soft voice was like a mother's whisper, instantly making Roy feel an urge to give up resisting.

Sultana watched this scene in shock. Because she was sitting in the car, she wasn't affected by the white light from the sky.

This brainwashing-like ability was terrifying!

Sultana had a bad feeling about this Iris and immediately pulled out her phone to call for backup.

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

Roy knew there was something wrong with the white light, but he just couldn't muster the will to fight back. He could only rely on his willpower to hold on.

But clearly, this wasn't a sustainable solution.

Iris was a little surprised that Roy could hold out for so long.

"Your willpower is truly remarkable, but why do you resist? Wouldn't it be better to just confess everything?"

Roy gritted his teeth and looked at Iris.

"You force people to talk just to get an answer? What you're doing is no different from what a demon would do!"

This made Iris frown slightly, but her attitude remained firm.

"I do not wish to harm you. I simply want to know the truth!"

Iris really didn't want to hurt Roy, but Roy knew that if he told the truth, he might end up hurting Isabella.

It looked like he couldn't hold on much longer. He had no choice but to go all out against this person.

Fear Domain, expand!

An invisible dark aura spread out from Roy's body. Iris instantly felt her heart skip a beat, which caused her to lose control of her ability, and the white light above their heads dissipated.

"The power of darkness! Who are you?!"

Judging from the type of power, the Fear Domain was indeed driven by negative energy, so calling it the power of darkness wasn't wrong.

However, Roy had never used the Fear Domain for anything bad. Except for his lecherous side, his actions were basically in line with justice, otherwise Michael wouldn't have let him go.

Without the interference of the white light, Roy's aura immediately surged.

"Lofty angel, take a good look at me. Can you sense even the slightest bit of sin on me?"

Although Iris didn't have the Eyes of Judgment, as a basic ability of an archangel, she could still sense whether there was sin on Roy.

Not only was there none, but because he had killed a large number of demons and dark creatures, Roy could even be called a hero.

This situation made Iris fall silent.

"Weapons have no good or evil; it's the person who uses them who does! What do you think, lofty angel?"

The title "lofty angel" was full of sarcasm, making Iris frown, but she had to admit that he was right.

Because even in heaven, there were angels who used the power of light and fell into hell, and it wasn't just one or two.

"Perhaps you are right, but I will definitely find the truth with these eyes given to me by God."

Iris closed the black leather book in her hands, seemingly having no intention of continuing her attack, and turned to leave.

Roy breathed a slight sigh of relief. He didn't really want to fight this mysterious angel either. Her power was unfathomable, and her ability to control words was even more unpredictable.

If they really fought, Roy might end up revealing his Nephilim identity.

The saying that Nephilim are called traitors and hated by both heaven and hell was no joke.

Once exposed, Roy could face a long period of being hunted down.

However, Roy was also a little curious about who the angel inside Iris was.

"Wait a minute, Ms. Iris. Can you tell me your real identity?"

Iris's steps clearly faltered for a moment, and then she answered Roy.

"My name is Uriel."

It was her!

No wonder her attitude was so firm just now!

Uriel was one of the four archangels, considered the angel who rules over hell. During the final judgment, or the end of the world, she was the angel responsible for opening the gates of hell and carrying out the judgment.

Among the four archangels, she was second only to Michael, the angel of judgment, in dealing with demons.

However, Uriel was also the angel who warned Noah about the great flood. As God's messenger, this also meant she wasn't without compassion.

So, in some mystical sects, like Gnosticism, Uriel was believed to possess prophetic abilities and was a symbol of wisdom.

Now it seemed that this Uriel was a combination of both: wisdom and fear.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed like he might be able to use this to his advantage!

So, taking advantage of the fact that Iris hadn't gone far, Roy hurried a few steps and caught up to her.

"Ms. Iris, I have some important information to tell you!"

Iris was a little speechless at Roy's shamelessness.

Just now, they were at each other's throats, and now he was suddenly all smiles?

"Speak," Iris said, not stopping her steps.

"I've discovered that the King of Greed seems to be plotting some kind of conspiracy in this city!"

This made Iris stop in her tracks. She turned her head to look at Roy with a very serious expression.

"Is what you say true?!"

"It's absolutely true! I swear on the holy light you just released! The King of Greed is indeed plotting something big, and I've also discovered the cult of the King of Gluttony in this city!"

Iris looked closely at Roy's face, trying to determine if he was lying. Her eyes could not only see a person's past and future but also tell if they were being truthful.

"This is actually true! No wonder I felt this city was full of sin and depravity as soon as I arrived!"

Hearing this, Iris had already put the matter of finding the truth behind her. She was the guardian of hell. If she allowed Mammon and Beelzebub to cause such a big commotion in the human world, it would be an extremely serious dereliction of duty.

Thinking of this, Iris nodded to Roy.

"Thank you very much for the warning. I will deal with the King of Greed and the King of Gluttony!"

Iris naturally took the responsibility of fighting the two demon kings upon herself. Sometimes, these goody-two-shoes types were quite endearing.

"Then I won't bother you any longer, Ms. Iris! Goodbye!"

Roy smiled and waved goodbye to Iris, then turned around and went back to his car.

Sultana breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Roy return safely, and then quickly called her superiors to cancel the alert.

"Who was that white-robed nun? Even you weren't a match for her?"

Whether he was a match or not was still uncertain. Roy hadn't actually fought Iris, so the outcome was unknown.

If angels didn't descend to the human world in their true forms, their combat power would definitely be limited, depending on the compatibility between the human host and the angel, as well as the host's ability to withstand the power.

However, Roy didn't deny it. He didn't want to fight Iris anyway; there was no benefit in it for him.

Of course, if it was a fight like the one with Isabella, Roy would definitely be willing.

"Very troublesome! That white-robed nun is the human host of Uriel!"

Sultana gasped.

"Uriel? So she's an angel! Good heavens, angels really do exist!"

Roy gave Sultana a strange look.

"You've even seen demons. Why are you surprised that angels exist in this world?"

"It's just a natural reaction, and I haven't actually seen an angel in person before!"

Actually, Sultana had seen one before, and even ridden on an angel like a rocking horse!

That's right, in a way, Roy was also an angel, although he had never shown Sultana his angelic form.

At this moment, Sultana had another thought.

"With the archangel Uriel here, won't things be easier for us?"

Roy rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking that Sultana was still being too optimistic. Angels weren't that easy to fool.

"It's more like it's going to be trouble! Angels have no tolerance for wrongdoing. They only see whether someone is good or bad, not their status, and they certainly don't care about the bigger picture! Do you remember the bloody incident at the Austin private club?"

Sultana was shocked. Although the case was suppressed by the Texas authorities, she had still heard some rumors from Ilena.

"I remember that case. Dozens of important figures in politics and business died. Could it be...?"

"Yes! That case was a joint effort between me and another angel in human form, Michael. But I only dealt with the members of the dark web. That angel killed all the remaining big shots in politics and business!"

Hearing this, Sultana fell silent.

How many politicians and wealthy businessmen in America had clean hands?

If an angel saw them, they would probably at least get a beating, and those with heinous crimes would be killed.

If that happened, Los Angeles would definitely be in big trouble.

Roy could see what Sultana was thinking. After all, what a country needed was order, not just a simple distinction between good and evil.

Even if Sultana disapproved of the actions of some politicians and wealthy individuals, there was nothing she could do about it.

"However, the problem probably hasn't reached that point yet. Uriel doesn't have Michael's ability to instantly see justice and sin, so the damage should be less."

This made Sultana breathe a slight sigh of relief.

"We still need to prepare in advance, or it'll be like Austin all over again! Damn it, why are things getting more and more troublesome?"

Sultana was a little worried. The current workload was already making even a workaholic like her feel dizzy.

"Sister Sultana, look on the bright side. At least for Jack Del's case, we have an angel leading the charge, right? By the way, should I drive you home?"

Hearing this, Sultana grabbed Roy's shirt.

"Go to my place! I'm really worked up right now and need to blow off some steam!"

Looking at Sultana's fiery eyes, Roy felt that tonight would be another fierce battle.

Iris (Pictures of nuns are really hard to find)