Chen Zhao followed West, as did Scythe and Cang.
"West, you don't seem to need external protection," Chen Zhao said curiously. "You're still immune to the demon's control."
"President, it's actually very simple. Think of Devil Blade's mental corruption as a virus. He can invade and control a human's brain, and a human's brain is like a Microsoft system. However, this virus can't invade every system. Coincidentally, my system is different from a normal person's." West laughed.
It was different from Chen Zhao, who completely blocked the power of the demon blade.
West, on the other hand, was completely immune.
The results of both were the same.
But the method was different.
"West, are you an alien?"
West rolled his eyes.
Sickle and Cang were anxious. They really wanted to urge Chen Zhao and West to speed up.
But Chen Zhao and West were not in a hurry at all. They took their time.
"Oh right, why did that Cang Yi Yuanhuang ask you guys to rob for him? He should have that ability, right? "
To be honest, as long as spiritualists were unscrupulous, it was not difficult to earn money.
Moreover, he was a bad person to begin with. Cang Yi Yuanhuang shouldn't have such a psychological burden, right?
West rolled his eyes at Chen Zhao. "President, can we not ask such stupid questions?"
"What? Is that a stupid question? "Chen Zhao didn't even realize that he had asked a stupid question.
If he didn't know, he just didn't know.
"The transaction between a spiritualist and an ordinary person must be an equivalent exchange. Of course, employment is also a type of equivalent exchange. If a spiritualist uses extreme means to plunder the wealth of an ordinary person, then he will be punished, and it will be a punishment from fate." "Supernatural creatures can't use human money directly," West said. "They can only be given, and it has to be the money of the dead."
"In other words, the two of them have to kill the person before they can steal the money and give the money to the Primordial Wilderness Cangyi?"
"That's the process. The two of them will bear the consequences. That Cangyi Yuanhuang will enjoy the final benefit." West nodded.
Chen Zhao thought about it. That seemed to be the case.
Generally speaking, supernatural creatures did not have the habit of using human currency.
This seemed to be restricted by the rules.
For example, the Evil Spirit Group in the Association always asked their followers to pay for their purchases.
Only a weirdo like Cang Yi Yuanhuang, who was half human and half demon.
There was the restriction of a demon, but also the desire of a human.
He was driven by Tamamo no Mae, but he also wanted to break free from her restraints.
To be honest, the thousand years without Tamamo-no-Mae was probably the most carefree life he had ever had.
A long life, a prosperous life, and the power to do as you please.
Chen Zhao was a little envious.
Of course, Cangyi Yuanhuang didn't really do whatever he wanted.
This was Japan, and there were countless talented people here.
Even he needed to keep a low profile.
"West, since you're completely immune to the Devil Blade's control, I'll let you use the Devil Blade when we get back. It can make up for your lack of attack power."
West shook his head. "I'm not suitable."
"Why?"
"Not only can the Devil Blade control a person's consciousness, but it can also subtly change a person's personality, making them cruel and bloodthirsty. This change is very subtle and hard to detect. Therefore, other than you, who can completely resist the Devil Blade's power, no one else is suitable."
"Didn't you say that your system is different from normal people?"
"It's alive and has its own consciousness. Even computer viruses can self-evolve, let alone the Devil Blade."
"Fine, but this thing is useless to me," Chen Zhao said with pity. "It's a disaster if I keep it. It's better to destroy it."
Buzz, buzz, buzz —
Just then, the Devil Blade in West's hand buzzed.
"What's wrong?"
"He's scared. He's terrified."
"Is he afraid?"
"As long as he has consciousness, he'll be afraid. It's not strange."
Chen Zhao wouldn't be softhearted just because the Devil Blade was afraid.
This thing was a scourge.
Whoever held it would turn into a madman.
The Japanese spiritual world had a habit.
They always liked to keep some weapons or monsters with great destructive power.
To control these weapons or monsters, one would have to pay a huge price.
However, everyone enjoyed it and never got tired.
This was called preventive measures.
Of course, most of the trouble was caused by these things too.
Chen Zhao didn't have this habit.
Not to mention the fact that this thing was useless to him.
Even if it was useful, Chen Zhao wouldn't keep it.
Unknowingly, Chen Zhao, West, and the two rats arrived at a residential area.
"West, are you sure you're not going the wrong way?"
"No, I can feel it," West said. West said, "Based on the feeling from the demon blade, the owner of this drop of blood is nearby and is in a weakened state."
"Can you confirm the location?" Chen Zhao asked.
The area wasn't big or small, but it was densely populated.
There were probably tens of thousands of people living here.
In such a densely populated area, it would be hard to find without special methods.
"The Devil Blade isn't willing to cooperate. Also, his power is withdrawing from my body."
Chen Zhao pouted. This kind of self-consciousness was annoying.
Chen Zhao took the Devil Blade from West's hand. "If you're not willing to cooperate, I'll destroy you now."
Chen Zhao handed the Devil Blade to West. "How is it? Is he cooperating?"
"He said he wants to negotiate with you."
"F * ck, so annoying. You're in charge of talking to him," Chen Zhao said.
"Fine."
Holding the Devil Blade, West stood where he was, not moving at all.
Sickle and Cang were very anxious. They could vaguely smell their brother's scent in the area.
But there were too many people here. They couldn't determine the exact location in a short time.
After a while, West opened his eyes. "President, his only request is that you don't destroy him."
"Did you agree?"
"My request is that he must unconditionally obey the orders of everyone in the association and lend his power to them. Also, he can't corrupt their consciousness."
"What did he say?"
"He said that if we want to borrow his power, we have to see blood. Otherwise, he'll become weaker and weaker."
Devil Blades all had the ability to kill. This was how they existed for a long time.
The more they killed, the stronger they became.
For example, Chen Zhao had used it twice before without killing. The Devil Blade was consuming its own power.
If this went on, it would become an ordinary blade.
。 Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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