Chapter 633
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Chen Zhao came to Hell again.
Today was a bit special. The sun and moon existed side by side.
The Mouth of Gluttony on Chen Zhao's right arm appeared. Curse Vision and Shadow Vision opened at the same time.
Chen Zhao could feel excitement in his bloodline.
"Human, welcome." Orris walked up and gave Chen Zhao a hug.
Beelzebub Zofee also gave Chen Zhao a hug.
They were both superior demons, but Chen Zhao was more willing to hug Orris.
This was because Beelzebub Zofee couldn't control his strength at all.
The hug made Chen Zhao feel as if his bones had been crushed.
"Sir Lord, Madam Lord, is there a special occasion today? I feel as if the blood in my body is boiling. "
"Devil's Day," Beelzebub Zofee said. "I chose this day to summon you."
In the west, June 6th was Devil's Day.
Chen Zhao remembered that today seemed to be Devil's Day in the human world.
However, Chen Zhao didn't care. He didn't think that there would really be such a day.
"Why?"
"Every demon has a chance to be baptized. It can make their demonic power purer and increase their power," Beelzebub Zofee said. "But depending on the demon's wealth, the benefits from the baptism on Devil's Day are different."
Beelzebub Zofee and Orris brought Chen Zhao to the highest point of Obsidian Castle. It was a prototype of a tower. There was no tower hat to cover it. There was a huge magic pattern drawn with blood on the gray tiles.
There were also a dozen corpses around. They were all demon corpses.
Judging from their size, they didn't seem to be low-level.
Chen Zhao suspected that these demons were Logan's subordinates.
"Do you have angelic crystals?" Beelzebub Zofee asked.
"Yes." Chen Zhao took out a perfect angelic crystal. He'd gotten it from killing Jerry last time.
Beelzebub Zofee didn't like this aura, but simple contact wouldn't harm him.
"Ah!" Beelzebub Zofee crushed the perfect angelic crystal with all his might.
Chen Zhao realized that if it were him, he wouldn't need much strength to crush the angelic crystal.
But Beelzebub Zofee seemed to have a hard time. Was it because they countered each other?
Beelzebub Zofee crushed the powder and sprinkled it on the blood-colored magic formation.
"What are you doing?"
"Sacrifice." Orris said, "To the great Demon King, all living creatures can be sacrificed. The higher the level of the sacrifice, the greater the reward. For a normal demon, they might prepare for an entire year. For the enemy of His Majesty, sacrificing an angel to His Majesty is the highest level of sacrifice. Of course, no one can really sacrifice an angel, so it's possible to use angelic crystals as a substitute."
"Now, stand in the center of the magic array."
Chen Zhao dragged his huge right arm and stood in the center of the magic formation.
At this time, Orris also knelt on one knee and muttered.
"I'm not sure how much of His Majesty's gift you can receive, but when you feel like you can't take it anymore, you have to leave the center. Once you exceed your body's limit, you will explode from His Majesty's power." Zofee said.
"Alright, I understand."
Beelzebub Zofee also knelt on one knee at the edge.
Then he and Orris put their wrists by their mouths at the same time and bit down hard.
The blood of the two superior demons dripped onto the blood-colored magic formation.
"Sahu, Masala, Sida, Tungsten, Edota …"
Beelzebub Zofee and Orris chanted some incomprehensible syllables.
Even though Chen Zhao knew the demon language, he couldn't understand what they were saying.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked at the red sun and the red moon.
Instantly, he saw a figure descend from the sky.
The figure was filled with light, but it also seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
Chen Zhao couldn't see clearly either. The figure's eyes were imprinted with a hexagram.
Chen Zhao felt like he had lost control of his right arm. It was raised high.
His entire arm was covered in blood and the Mouth of Gluttony was roaring.
Just then, Chen Zhao's clothes exploded.
Strands of black threads appeared under his skin.
This was the King of Wrath's blood that Logan had left in his body last time.
Samuel had never helped Chen Zhao get rid of it.
Now, the bloodline was also affected and appeared.
The figure in the sky reached out and grabbed Chen Zhao's right arm.
The other hand was pressed against Chen Zhao's chest.
The figure opened its mouth and said something. It seemed to be saying the same syllables as Beelzebub Zofee and Orris.
Then the black threads on Chen Zhao's body started falling. They landed on the ground and turned into a puddle of black liquid.
Chen Zhao's right arm shrank and returned to its original size.
Chen Zhao felt that the Mouth of Gluttony didn't weaken. Instead, it became stronger and more powerful.
Then, the Mouth of Gluttony suddenly bit at the figure.
The figure lost a corner. The black liquid on the ground also extended black threads and wrapped around the remaining part of the body, dragging it into the darkness.
Before the figure was completely dragged into the darkness, the Mouth of Gluttony bit again.
Just then, Chen Zhao shook his head and woke up.
The blood-colored magic formation on the ground had disappeared.
Beelzebub Zofee and Orris stood at the side and looked at Chen Zhao. "Did you completely accept His Majesty's gift?"
Chen Zhao scratched his head. "I don't think I remember the whole process."
"That's normal. Many demons can't remember the process. Even if they do, the process is different in every demon's memory."
"I can feel Logan's bloodline in you."
"Did you devour his bloodline?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao didn't deny it.
Chen Zhao looked at his right arm. It looked a bit dark, darker than his left arm.
Just then, Chen Zhao lowered his head and looked at the shadow under his feet.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao's heart jumped. The shadow suddenly reached out hands made of black liquid.
Chen Zhao jumped in fright. This scene was too strange.
But as he was distracted, the liquid hands also turned into liquid and returned to the shadow.
"Come, try punching me," Beelzebub Zofee said.
"Punch you?"
"Yes, with all your strength."
Chen Zhao clenched his right arm. "Then I'll punch you with all my strength?"
He knew that he was far weaker than Beelzebub Zofee.
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