There were two types of believers. The first type were the sincere fanatics who were willing to sacrifice everything for their beliefs. They were almost the most terrifying group of people in this world. The other type were the false believers. They talked about their beliefs, but when faced with danger, the first thing they would think of was their own life. There was nothing to be afraid of because to them, belief was just a layer of decoration that was dispensable.
They would pick it up when they needed it, and throw it aside when they didn't need it.
In this world, most of the people were false believers.
Therefore, in the face of the threat of death that followed them like a shadow, the remaining 20 or so cultists ran away in less than 10 seconds. Only corpses were left on the ground, along with the priest who was holding the cane and glaring at Saber angrily. Constantine and his good friend Chandler wanted to run but didn't dare to.
"Ah!"
The priest howled, and a layer of dark light appeared on the surface of the bone staff in his hand. It was like a heavy hammer, and it came crashing down on Seiber. Seiber didn't dodge. He raised his left hand, and hellfire spread on his palm. Under the burning sensation, he easily caught the black hammer in his hand.
Bang!
Sparks of magic flew everywhere. He jumped onto the high platform and kicked the priest who was preparing to counterattack in the abdomen. The priest was sent flying to the wall. Spellcasters had powerful magic, but their bodies were generally weak. In a head-on confrontation, they were no match for a berserker like Saber.
He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter from the impact. He rolled on the ground, and just as he raised his head, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead. Feeling the suppression of magic from the demon-hunting gun and the chill that penetrated deep into his soul, the priest trembled and did not dare to move anymore.
"Domam wants to attack New York?"
Saber stared at the cultist in front of him. He bent down, grabbed the priest's hair, and pulled him up. "You're afraid, aren't you? The fear that's wrapped around your body, the fear that's oppressing your soul, I can feel it. It's so real … So, look into my eyes! "
Buzz!
The priest wanted to resist with all his might, but under the command that seemed to have magic, he raised his head and saw the pair of eyes that were shining with fatal flames. In the next moment, a huge force surged into his mind, and his willpower instantly collapsed. He lost control of his soul, and all his memories were presented before Saber.
As for how he had been lured, how he had joined Casillas, and how he had been bestowed with the power of darkness by Domumu, Saber seemed to see Domumu's true body with his own eyes. It was a desolate and deathly still universe, and among the stars that had been completely eroded, a dark figure stood in the void.
There was no end to it, as if it was completely formed by darkness. Only that pair of eyes, that pair of eyes that seemed to be wrapped in an endless purgatory and seven-colored halo, was seen by Domumu even though Seiber was peeking into his memories. This was something that was almost impossible.
The evil god's eyes were on Saber. He seemed to be sizing up this little soul that had intruded into his world. Saber was also looking at him. Even if he got close to the incarnation of darkness, he would feel as if he was about to be devoured by the darkness. Looking at the omnipresent darkness was like looking directly at a vortex, and one could not help but want to be sucked into it.
"You are … I've seen you before, a small and weak human. In the London Sanctuary, you were the one who defeated my useless servant."
The moment Domumu opened his mouth, the dead planets in this dark space began to shake crazily. He sized up Saber with an inherent arrogance, and the voice of darkness sounded directly in Saber's heart, causing his soul to tremble.
"Then, did you come to my world to pledge your loyalty to me?"
The evil god's sun-like eyes shone with a playful light. He looked at Saber as if he was sizing up a product. "Oh … Your potential is much stronger than that old man who is about to die. You can accept more darkness. You will become a dark warrior that will make the worlds tremble in fear … You will become a butcher. I smell the blood on your body. You will become a perfect killing machine. You will usher in the most noble eternal darkness in blood and death."
"Come, pledge your loyalty to me! I will give you the entire world! "
Saber's will stood on a planet that had been mostly destroyed. He also looked straight at Domumu. After a few seconds, he sneered.
"No! I refuse! "
"I'm not going to be your dog. If I want something, I'll usually get it myself! I'm here to ask you, you want to attack New York, right? "
In the face of Saber's arrogant answer, Domumu was not angry. He let out a low laugh that made the entire dark space shake.
"Yes, New York Sanctum is my next target. This time, I want to do it myself … Do you think you can stop me? Who gave you the courage and confidence? Is it that old woman Ancient One? "
"Bang!"
A decaying planet was crushed in the dark starry sky not far from Saber. As the earth shook, Domumu announced with the voice of darkness.
"She can't even protect herself … The era of the Sorcerer Supreme is over. The gods will return to your world. You have to make a choice. Little humans, compared to them, I am a more generous existence … How about this, New York, let me see if you can still turn the tide against me!"
It was a kind of confidence. For the Dark Space Lord, it was not surprising to have this kind of confidence. Saber felt the weakening of his will. It seemed that the soul of the cultist priest who was used as a bridge of communication was about to burn out. He seized the last opportunity and shouted.
"This is a bet, right? Domumu, then what if I win? "
"Win?"
Domam laughed out loud. "How many years has it been since I've heard such a joke? But if you're willing, then if you win and you guys manage to defend the New York Sanctum, I'll immediately return to the Dark Realm. While you're still on this planet, I won't snatch it from you again … But if you lose, give me your soul, and you'll become my perfect spokesperson in the various worlds … Hahaha, I can't wait to see that day."
"I don't want world peace! The world has nothing to do with me! Domumu! "
Saber's will was like flowing water, spreading out from the Dark Realm little by little. At the last moment, he shouted.
"If I win, you owe me one! Domumu, the agreement … is established! "
The moment Saber's figure disappeared into the dark space, Domumu's voice resounded through the starry sky.
"The agreement … is established!"
"Buzz!"
Saber's consciousness returned to his body. In front of him, the priest's body was only left with a burned skeleton. He patted it lightly with the cold muzzle, and the black skeleton scattered on the ground like quicksand, seeping into it and completely disappearing.
He turned his head and looked at the fidgeting Constantine and Chandler. He took off his helmet with a heartfelt smile on his face.
"Long time no see, my friend Constantine … Why are you so nervous? Aren't you happy to see me? Come on, smile. "
"I … Saber, thank you …"
Constantine laughed dryly and wiped the sweat on his face with his clothes. He said with a fawning expression, "How have you been recently?"
"Fufu …"
Saber took out a pack of Sika cigarettes from Constantine's pocket and lit it with the flame spirit wrapped around him. He turned his head to look at him, put the Demon Hunting Rifle on his shoulder, and said helplessly,
"Actually, it's not so good. I had a falling out with Ancient One, and there was a lunatic who advised me to go on a killing spree, and I destroyed half of London in the Mirror Dimension … It's really unpleasant!"
"Hehe, your life is still so magnificent, ha …"
Konstantin sensed danger and took a step back. Then he heard Seiber say, "Don't worry.
"What's even worse is that I heard that a guy named Constantine sold a perfect devil prince's heart in the black market in New York. He became a man of the hour and played with girls until his legs turned to jelly. He made a lot of money …"
He raised his head and looked at Constantine. The smile in his eyes became dangerous.
"I don't care if you make a fortune … but what about my share? Constantine, you haven't forgotten, have you? "
The atmosphere became subtle at this moment. Chandler, the only ordinary person present, did not understand the grudge between Saber and Constantine. He just instinctively felt that the situation was not good for his old friend. He said with difficulty.
"This … friend, Constantine is a very annoying guy, but he did a lot of things unintentionally. He probably just thought it was fun … just a joke."
"Huh? He tricked me into killing a Demon Prince and destroyed one-fifth of Houston. This joke is not fun at all! "
Saber put away the Demon Hunting Rifle and took out a thick book from his chest. He threw it to the anxious Hell's Detective.
"Help me complete this Summoning Circle and help me make a slave contract. Then we'll be done with this. Constantine, if you dare to fool me this time …"
"I won't! I won't! I swear! "
The Godly Investigator of Hell heaved a sigh of relief. He hurriedly flipped through the 'Book of Solomon' in his hands. However, when he discovered that this book was a precious original codex, a touch of greed flashed through his eyes. He casually put this precious book of the Sorcerer Supreme's collection into his bosom and happily snapped his fingers.
"I'll provide the materials! Let's go, I'll finish this for you now. I can't stay in New York anymore. I have to run. "
Twenty minutes later, in a secluded area of Manhattan, Constantine and Chandler were laboriously drawing a huge summoning circle on the ground with all sorts of complicated materials. The Infernal Detective wiped his sweat as he spoke to Seiber.
"The Book of Solomon recorded thousands of summoning rituals for otherworld creatures. However, since you only want the kind with mana, we'll use this kind of Devil Summoning Circle. Devils like to respond to summons casually. Your eyes also have an oppressive effect on them. It's easy to make a contract, but you'll have to tame the thing that's summoned later."
Saber sat on a rock at the side and smoked a cigarette. He looked at the busy Constantine and Chandler.
"Tame?"
"Well … According to what you can understand, it's … Beat him up! Beat him up until he's convinced! "
The Hell's Detective threw the sapphire in his hand into the Summoning Circle that was about to be completed. He touched his pocket and said with a pained expression, "According to your current strength, you can at least summon a Devil Lord. However, the summoning ritual has its risks. Moreover, it's hard to say how strong this thing is, so you have to be prepared."
"Well … Go ahead and do it."
Saber responded casually. However, the moment the Summoning Circle was about to be completed, he suddenly raised his head and looked beyond the darkness of the night. There, two things that were shining with fire were rapidly approaching this place at a speed close to the speed of sound. Saber touched his chin. The phone in his arms began to vibrate rapidly.
He took out his phone and glanced at it. The caller ID was labeled "Poor Playboy".
"Hey, Tony, this point …"
"Saber!"
Tony's voice was very anxious. He shouted, "Look up from your current position and look to your left! I'm in the air and I'm quickly approaching your position … Help me! "
"Okay …"
As the two balls of fire were getting closer, Saber could see clearly that it was a humanoid red and yellow robot armor. Behind it was a mighty robot giant that was four times its size. The two were still fighting wildly in the air, but it was obvious that the smaller robot was at a disadvantage.
However, Saber did not move. He sat cross-legged on the rock and looked up at the two robots fighting. He watched the smaller robot being beaten up by the bigger one. He asked playfully.
"Speaking of which, why should I join the battlefield? Tony … I've returned the favor. "
"SHIELD! I found a secret information about SHIELD. They're looking for people to form an alliance. You're one of their targets. You'll be interested! Help me and I'll share it with you! "
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