"Boss, that's …"
"Demon," Chen Zhao replied calmly.
Syndicate couldn't stay calm at all.
After leaving Cinga outside the gate of his neighborhood, Chen Zhao swaggered off.
Shivering in the cold wind, Zinga ran back home while shivering.
"Since I summoned you, no matter what form you're in, you're still my subordinate."
"I don't want to admit it, but it's just like you said."
"Then explain to me about the power of your jealousy."
"It's actually very simple. A high-level mirror spell can't copy higher-level or same-level bloodlines, abilities, and spells, but it can copy all spells that are lower than the original," Leviathan said. "The difference is that to others, it's magic, but to me, it's instinct. There's no limit to the number."
Indeed, it was very simple.
But the simpler it was, the scarier it was.
But thinking about it carefully, it wasn't right.
Leviathan's words were all based on his own standards as the Demon King of Hell.
Of course, he didn't have a limit to the number of times.
He could copy whoever he wanted and as many copies as he wanted.
But could his subordinates really be so limitless?
"Your subordinates also have the ability to copy limitless numbers?"
"Didn't you already come to a conclusion?"
"That means there's a limit to the number?"
"You're right."
"Then how long can the copied spells last? Or can they last forever? Can they be stacked infinitely? Or will the last copied spell replace the first one after the limit? "" First, let me explain the number.
"First of all, let me explain the quantity. This has nothing to do with the magic itself. It has to do with magic power. For example, if I copy one of your magic spells, it will consume half of my magic power. If I want to copy a second magic spell of the same level, it will consume all of my magic power. I have mastered two of your magic spells, but I don't have any magic power left, so I can't copy them infinitely. Secondly, using your magic spells also requires magic power, so I can't use all of my magic power to copy and ignore the magic power needed to use it."
"As for your second question, the duration of the copied spell. If I copy one of your spells, then I can learn it. There's a small problem here — whether I can learn it or not. If I can learn it, then it will exist forever. If I can't learn it, then after the copying effect is removed, the copied spell will also disappear."
Leviathan paused for a moment before continuing, "Racial talents and bloodlines can't be learned. Special abilities can be comprehended, just like magic. It's possible to comprehend them, but it's more difficult than magic."
"In order to contain the power of your jealousy, I can only use a higher level of power, stronger magic, and more obscure magic. As long as I can do these three things, it's not impossible to defeat your power, right?"
"Indeed."
Chen Zhao's heart jumped. "Can it be replicated?"
"Every domain is the veined pattern of the world and cannot be duplicated. Even I cannot do it."
"Won't learning too many spells and other abilities conflict with each other?"
"It's like the bloodline of Gluttony and the Blood of Rage in you. Gluttony will never be poisoned, the Blood of Rage will never bewitch you, and the Blood of Jealousy can avoid all power backlashes."
Chen Zhao parked his car in the garage. Suddenly, he heard a kitten's cry.
Samuel was charging at Chen Zhao in a ferocious manner, making noises.
Of course, his ferocious posture wasn't ferocious at all. His pink and tender little mouth.
Chen Zhao felt that Leviathan wanted to reveal himself. Suddenly, a sporadic light spot appeared in the air, but it failed in the end. The light spot was also the most eye-catching appearance he could maintain.
"Leviathan!"
"Samuel!"
Chen Zhao looked at Leviathan and Samuel. These two guys were at daggers drawn as soon as they saw each other. Did they have some deep hatred for each other?
Unfortunately, the two demons couldn't do anything.
One could only wave his little paws in the air, while the other couldn't even reveal himself.
Chen Zhao clearly didn't plan on stopping them.
He preferred watching a show. It was too interesting to watch two demons fight.
It would be best if they could expose each other's dirty secrets.
"Leviathan, you still dare to appear before me?"
"Why wouldn't I dare to appear before you? I'm not afraid of you. "
"Then our 100,000 years of battle can finally come to an end at this moment."
"With your current self?"
"Of course not here, but it's only my projection that appeared here. But in Hell, my real body is still here. You appeared here with your main consciousness, which means that your real body is in a deep sleep. If I attack now, what can you use to block it?"
"Even if my real body is in a deep sleep, you can't do anything to me. Don't forget that we're on the same level. You can't kill me."
"I'm not saying that I'm going to destroy your body. My target is your kingdom. I can take advantage of the moment when you can't retaliate or resist to completely destroy your kingdom. You can do nothing but watch your people struggle in misery and be destroyed."
"If you destroy my kingdom, then I'll lose my last restraint. When my main consciousness returns, you won't be able to stop me from destroying your kingdom either."
The two demon kings threatened each other, but they didn't really do anything.
"Remember to inform me when you're going to fight. I'll go down and watch. It'll definitely be exciting."
"Who said we're going to fight?" Samuel glanced at Chen Zhao and rolled his eyes.
"But weren't you guys at daggers drawn just now? Are you joking? "
"Of course. As the rulers of two Hells, we have to greet each other in a special way. We can't be like you humans, like, Hi, hello, or like you Chinese, Have you eaten?"
"Err … So you're saying mean things to each other as greetings?"
"If there's an opportunity, I don't mind turning greetings into reality."
"…" Chen Zhao was speechless. "Your greetings are really refreshing."
Leviathan's consciousness floated above Samuel's head. The two demon kings started asking each other about how they were doing. They really did look like two long-lost friends.
Regardless of whether they were feigning civility or not, it wasn't good news for the other pets at home that had demon identities.
Before, they only had Samuel above them. Now, there was another one.
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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