Chapter 1618
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The man walked out of Azaz's room and closed the door behind him. Then, he slowly walked toward Azaz and Angor.
As the person came closer and closer, Aziz's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.
When Sebastian mentioned that someone might be in his room, Azaz thought he was talking about the woman who stopped him. But it turned out to be … Angor.
Azaz had been living in Floating Mech City for a long time. He knew who Angor was. But this was the first time he saw Angor with his own eyes. He didn't expect to see Angor walking out of his room.
Azaz was also reminded of the strange scene he saw earlier.
Angor was famous for his alchemy skills, but he was also an Illusionist. He went downstairs, but he suddenly appeared on the fourth floor. Was that an illusion created by Angor?
Azaz couldn't help but recall the creaking sound of the door opening earlier.
Sound Illusion?!
It didn't matter if Azaz was right or not. But judging from the situation, Azaz was sure that Angor did something. In other words, Angor was in cahoots with the girl who stopped him.
Azaz felt his palms sweating. He already had a hard time dealing with that girl. Now that Angor was here, he had to face two wizards at the same time, which was even more impossible.
Besides, Angor was a member of the Research Department, which enjoyed the best treatment in Floating Mech City. Angor only needed to give an order, and Azaz would have nowhere to hide in Floating Mech City.
It was clearly Flowing Fire Day, but at this moment, Aziz felt as if he was in a bitingly cold winter. From inside to outside, he was completely cold.
"Facing two official Magi, do you feel despair?" Sebastian's voice echoed in Azaz's mind.
"My dear Miloris, don't forget that I can be your shield. As long as you agree to my conditions, I'll help you deal with them. "
It was very likely that this was his moment of life and death. At this moment, Aziz was somewhat hesitant.
Maybe he should agree to Sebastian's request.
"You clearly didn't do anything wrong, but you became the target of these people's unscrupulous behavior. Don't you feel bad? "
"No one in this disgusting world will understand you. Other than me, only I will treat you well and make you better. So, you have to trust me. "
Sebastian seemed to see Azaz's hesitation, and the temptation in his words became even stronger.
"Which do you think is more important, your life or your worthless will? Throw yourself into my arms. We are allies who trust each other. " The demon in the depths of the darkness spread out his hands, as if waiting for Aziz's embrace. His scarlet eyes flashed with warmth, but under this warmth, there was treachery and hypocrisy.
But it had to be said that this demon's confession was more affectionate than any other.
He had even made all kinds of arrangements after Azaz responded to him.
But what Sebastian didn't expect was that the scale in Azaz's heart returned to its original point after a long time of wandering.
"No," Azaz said firmly.
It was as if all his previous efforts to entice her had been in vain.
"Why?" Sebastian's voice became cold. In the face of a life and death crisis, Aziz still insisted on that illusory obsession?
Azaz didn't answer. He did hesitate for a moment, but the hesitation slowly disappeared after Sebastian spoke. In particular, Sebastian's words, "The worthless will you cling to," had awakened Azaz.
Sebastian was only a demon after all. Perhaps to him, that bit of persistence was indeed meaningless. But it was different for Azaz. This was the foundation for him to become a supernatural. It was the belief he established when he embarked on the path of wizardry!
If he couldn't even hold on to his belief, how could he still pursue the so-called truth?
"You're hopeless." Sebastian humphed coldly. "Then wait for your death."
Azaz retreated from his consciousness. He held on to his belief, but he also knew that he had to live to have a belief. What he was doing now was just waiting for an opportunity.
He knew that Angor was an academicist. If he could explain it to Angor, there might be a chance.
If he couldn't … Azaz didn't know what choice he would make. Maybe he would be forced to change his belief, just like his teacher who died early.
Azaz opened his mouth to explain when Angor slowly approached him. But before he could say anything, the girl on the other side spoke in a grim voice, "Kill him for me, Angor!"
Angor happened to pass by Azaz.
His footsteps paused as he looked at Azaz.
Azaz was still panicking at first, but he soon calmed down and spoke with difficulty, "I didn't dance with a demon."
Angor looked at Azaz. Greya kept saying that demon energy could prevent the result of Truth Check, but sometimes it wasn't necessary at all.
Azaz's eyes had been so pure ever since he stepped onto the stage.
There was a trace of naive stubbornness in them that was never covered by the haze.
Azaz was getting more and more nervous when he saw Angor looking at him. He was afraid that Angor would kill him in the next second just like the girl said.
Even though Angor's eyes were calm all the time.
Those few seconds when his heart was hanging in the air were perhaps the most nervous moments of his life. Maybe it was a long time, or maybe it was just a moment. Azaz didn't see Angor making a move.
Angor only glanced at him and walked past him to Greya.
"I'll let you decide what to do with him later. Your situation is more serious than his, "Angor said as he walked past Azaz. "But like I said before, you can try to listen to his explanation."
Azaz sighed in relief when he heard Angor's words.
In that short moment, he even thought about whether he should turn to the embrace of the demons. If there was no one in this world who trusted him, what was the point of holding on to his beliefs?
But Angor's words made him give up on that idea. Angor didn't say that he trusted him, but he at least gave him a chance.
…
Greya didn't respond to Angor's words. She didn't have time to waste.
Demon Fire was still eating away at her body.
She had seen many types of Demon Fire before, but none of them gave her such a strong sense of invasion. Greya had a feeling that if she let her guard down for even a second, the Demon Fire would break the balance and completely take over her body.
Angor walked to Greya as she tried to deal with the Demon Fire.
"It's not that easy to expel the fire of a Fire Mark Demon. Let me do it."
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