Chapter 734
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"Good guy?"
The only thing Clary could control now was the demon's brain. She tried to think of a way to escape, but under the watchful eyes of the two Archdukes, she couldn't think of any way to escape.
"It seems like you have doubts about the two words I just said." Josiah gestured for a Blood Clansman to throw all the Nephilic Judges they caught in the magic arena to Clary's left.
"I've already interrogated them. These guys have a protective mechanism in their consciousness. One of them turned into a slug-like slime because of this protective mechanism," said Josiah. "But I still managed to get some useful information. Do you want to hear it?"
Clary turned her head away. She didn't look into Josiah's eyes. She didn't seem to want to answer Josiah's question.
"Just think of it as a legal education." Josiah took a sheepskin scroll from a Blood Clansman behind him. "I've asked one of the Enforcers in Noland. You and your companions have committed a total of these crimes: attempted to use a highly toxic potion to cause chaos in public, attempted murder, and illegal entry …"
Clary listened quietly to Josiah's words. She thought that Josiah would torture her in some way to make her spill some useful information.
If it was physical torture, Clary wouldn't be afraid. What she was truly afraid of was the Lich Lord. She was an expert in the field of souls.
However, Josiah didn't fit the "persona" of a demon in Clary's heart at all.
"If you're convicted of these crimes, you'll be in Noland's dungeon for decades." Josiah threw the sheepskin scroll in front of Clary. "Also, don't count on the magic net in Noland's dungeon. There's no internet connection there."
"I did all of this."
The demon finally spoke. But it wasn't Clary who was controlling it. It was Monet.
"Monet!"
Clary tried to stop Monet in her mind.
"I did all of this! It has nothing to do with my sister. "
Monet was so scared that he lost his mind. He couldn't control his fear at all. This was the only way he could think of to keep his sister alive.
But no matter who it was, this approach was reckless to the point of stupidity.
"Elder Sister …"
It was not the first time that Josiah noticed the change in this Chaos Demon's tone. Josiah held the Chaos Demon's head with the hand with the Venerated Skeleton's imprint.
The moment Monet saw Josiah's movement through the pupils of the Chaos Devil, he closed his eyes in fear.
"Two souls in one body? I roughly understand your 'composition'. "
Josiah just used the Venerated Skeleton's imprint to detect the souls in their bodies. A male soul and a female soul. Both of them had traces of merging with the Grey Fog.
"What do you want?"
Clary had already decided to accept the fact that she couldn't escape. She stared straight into Josiah's eyes and tried to negotiate with Josiah.
"Join us and become one of us. But before that, there is a small assessment. You can also call it a game."
Josiah gestured for the Blood Duke to release the Blood Shackles on her body.
Clary did not act rashly after she regained control of the Chaos Demon's body. If she should do anything hostile now, she understood that she was just a mouse now. The lion was just teasing her before eating her.
She moved her wrist and quietly waited for Josiah to announce what this so-called game was.
"The rules are very simple. You have to win the next Holy Spirit competition. If you win, I can give you freedom unconditionally," said Josiah.
"Elder Sister, His Highness Josiah is really a good person." Monet's tone sounded very excited.
"What if I lose?"
Clary did not refute her brother's point of view. At least from the appearance and temperament, it was really hard for Clary to hate the Chaos Demon in front of her.
"Between the two of you, I will choose to erase one of your souls." Josiah smiled at the two lost souls. "The other soul can still leave. How about it? It's a good deal, isn't it?"
… …
"Elder Sister, that seems to be the exit. Let's escape."
Monet's voice was already sobbing in his consciousness. The crisis he was facing now was beyond what he could handle.
Sometimes, Clary wondered how the two siblings could complete the epic mission of "hibernating in the Realm of Devils and finally destroying the evil plan of the devils".
Regrettably, in this story, they did successfully hibernate in the Realm of Devils for two years. However, they did not have the plan to destroy the devils, and this plan was not evil.
Clary was still the controller of the Chaos Demon's body. She did not listen to Monet's suggestion and walked towards the exit of the magic arena. Instead, she followed the group of blood kindred to the tunnel.
Tens of thousands of people in the magic arena cheered. The appearance of the Fuya Knights brought the atmosphere to a climax.
Clary waved at the audience, then slowly walked to the Hall of Silence at the side of the arena.
"Sister …" Monet called out to Clary once more, to test the waters.
But Clary did not reply. She walked straight into the Hall of Silence and opened the magic net to browse in silence.
There were nearly twenty minutes before the start of the competition. Brass Dragon was announcing the identities of the contestants and their predictions for the competition.
In short, it was a series of activities to heat up the atmosphere.
Clary did not care about these activities at all. Her eyes were fixed on the magic net, her fingertips slowly moving across it.
"Elder Sister, are you going to ask someone for help on the magic net?" Monet watched from the side for a while and found that his guess was wrong.
Clary opened the magic net message, caster forum, magic net vision and magic net music all at once.
She found the latest episode of 'The Interview' on the magic net vision, made it into a minimal window and placed it on the corner of her clothes on the table. At the same time, she clicked on her favorite song on the magic net, 'Lose · Yourself'.
The music and Brass Dragon's voice intertwined together, making Monet sound a little messy.
Meanwhile, Clary was still quickly browsing through some of the gossip posts on the caster forum, chatting with some of her friends on the magic net, and watching the 'The Interview' video on the corner of the table.
Monet felt that the eyes of a chaos demon were not enough, but he could still feel his elder sister's joy on a subconscious level.
She was indeed enjoying the Weave, but Mo Nai could feel a sense of urgency …
The short twenty minutes passed quickly. Brass Dragon announced the start of the competition, and the team members in the Hall of Silence were ready.
Clary closed all the interfaces on the magic net and gave control of her body to Monet.
"Monet is going to win," Clary said softly.
"Yeah …"
If it was against any other team, Monet would still have some confidence. But this time, his opponent was the Forgemen, a strong team that had once defeated the Devil national team.
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