Boom!
"Mortals! You're trying to summon the great Soggles. Speak, do you want to offer your pitiful souls to the great Soggles? "
A hoarse and unpleasant voice that sounded like steel colliding rang out in the basement of the villa. Amidst the intertwining purple and red light, an ugly demon with dark red scales and three horns on its head holding a spine axe was summoned. This demon was also wearing a crude armor on top of its scales. It looked quite mighty.
"What's this thing?"
Saber turned his head to look at Constantine beside him. Constantine flipped through the Book of Solomon for a while, then pointed at an illustration and said, "I found it.
This thing is called a Demon Guard. It's a melee type demon. It's pretty good among low-level demons. "
"Hmm … Low-level demon? It doesn't sound like much … "
Saber sat on the chair without moving. He snapped his fingers, and a huge purple body rose from the empty space behind him like smoke. A moment later, Saber's contracted demon, Sim, stood behind Saber with an unhappy expression. It had a thick cigar in its mouth. Although its body was surrounded by violent energy, there was still undisguised fear in its eyes when it looked at Saber.
He pointed at Sim with his finger.
"Is this guy a low-level demon?"
Constantine glanced at Sim and could not help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. "No, this is a high-level Berserker Demon. It's very crazy and can fight very well. It's very rare in hell."
"Hey, weak human! You're missing a lord! "
Sim poked Constantine with its finger in dissatisfaction. Its fingernails were as sharp as knives and as thick as Constantine's arm. This scene made the core members of The Devil Gang break out in cold sweat for Constantine. In their eyes, this spirit detective would be turned into a meat skewer by Sim in the next moment.
"Forget it!"
Constantine was not afraid of Sim at all. With his rich experience, he could tell at a glance that Sim had been contracted by Saber, and it was the harshest master-servant contract. As long as Saber did not agree, Sim could not kill him at all. He slapped Sim's claws away and fiercely pointed his middle finger at the demon.
"You're at most a lesser lord. A real demon lord is not like you. You can only fool those brainless fellows. Also, I'm friends with your master. Do you dare to kill me? Can you kill me? "
Sim heard this provocation and immediately spat out two streams of hot steam from its nostrils. Its claws shot out, as if it was about to cut off this annoying Constantine. However, Saber impatiently waved his hand.
"Alright! Go and kill this low-level demon! Let's summon it again and get Sergei at least a mid-tier one. This thing is too weak! "
"No! Wait! "
Constantine shouted. "Don't! Your brother's soul is already very weak. His blood is not attractive to mid-level demons. At most, it will attract trash like evil hounds and imps. It's not even as good as this Demon Guardian. Besides, his will might not be able to withstand a higher-level demon. He will be controlled by the demon instead, and even sooner, his soul will be eaten directly! "
"Don't we just have to beat it half to death to contract it?"
Saber turned his head and asked, his face full of confusion. "Why do we have to compete with our will? When I contracted this guy, I didn't go through that step! "
Constantine grabbed his hair in frustration and shouted at Saber.
"Damn it! Not everyone is like you! You've been tested. If you can't feel it, it means that your will is far stronger than Sim's. It can't even resist under your control. But now we want to contract a normal person. Even if it's a Demon Guardian, it will be very dangerous! "
"I always feel that this thing is not reliable … too weak."
Saber rubbed his chin unhappily. "I feel like I can kill it with one slash …"
He pointed at the Demon Guardian that was suppressed by Sim's demonic aura and did not dare to move at all. "Go! Beat it half to death and prepare to contract it! "
Sim glared at Constantine fiercely and walked angrily to the Demon Guardian that was still standing there. The Hezrou was also very unhappy, but it did not dare to resist Saber, so it could vent its anger on the poor Demon Guardian in front of it.
The contract process went smoothly. Sim only used three punches to beat the low-level demon half to death. It squeezed out the best blood from its body and signed the contract with the unconscious Sergues. But what happened next was something that Saber and Constantine could not do anything about. They could only pray that Sergues' soul was strong enough to not be overwhelmed by the Demon Guardian's soul.
Constantine looked at Sergues who was chained to the hospital bed. The comatose person was now struggling wildly. Clearly, the battle for the soul had begun.
"It'll take about 10 minutes!"
Infernal Detective took the Book of Solomon from his new station, The Devil Gang's new member, the former New York driver Chandler, and looked at the few people standing behind Saber.
"Let's hurry up. Who's next?"
Everyone who was looked at by him avoided his gaze. Only Yuriko, who was mixed in the crowd and quietly watched everything, stood out after thinking for a moment.
"I'll do it!"
Constantine's eyes lit up when he saw Yuriko. He then said hesitantly.
"Beauty, are you … sure? It's not fun to contract a demon. When you're demonized, you might become very ugly … "
"But this process might be able to cure my body!"
Yuriko touched her abdomen sadly. "I've had enough of the feeling of having metal parts in my body. I'm a human, and I don't want to live like a machine for the rest of my life."
Saber nodded at Constantine, and Infernal Detective led the others to another house. Saber and Midnight Daddy made a second deal. He waved his money and bought enough materials. Before the battle of New York began, he planned to have at least five to ten more soldiers who could control demons as the vanguard against the evil spirits.
But to be honest, this number was difficult to gather. Saber had no prejudice against mortals, but he had to admit that there were very few people who could fight against the souls of demons with the souls of mortals. He looked at Sergues with anticipation in his eyes.
"I'm giving you a second chance, Sergues Ivanovic. If you can still fight, if you can still live, then seize this opportunity!"
He muttered to himself. Sim, who was smoking a huge cigar in boredom, suddenly said, "He can survive.
"He can survive … I can feel that this mortal's soul has gained the upper hand. He desires … revenge and to survive. He must have a strong obsession. If such a soul is made into soul gold coins, it will definitely be the most sought-after goods!"
"Hmm?"
Saber narrowed his eyes and looked at Sim's ugly face. "You can sense the strength of the soul?"
Sim snorted and said unhappily, "I'm a demon.
"I'm a demon … Toying with souls is my innate talent. You freak, your soul and body are tightly fused together. That cunning human just now was wrong. It's not that your will is so strong that I can't retaliate, it's that I can't find a way to retaliate … Otherwise, it's hard to say who will win!"
"Fufu …"
Saber's narrowed eyes flashed. "Very well, I'll give you a mission. Find out who among the people outside has a stronger soul and is more suitable to accept this power!"
“...”
Sim's eyes widened at this suggestion. He couldn't help but ask, "Not every mortal can accept having a demon in their body. Forcing it will increase the failure rate. Tsk, tsk. Even a cold-blooded demon like me thinks you're a villain. What do you want them to do? Abandon their faith and embrace darkness? "
"Join The Devil Gang …"
Seiber snorted and calmed down. "What's the point of talking about faith? I don't need disloyal subordinates. Go, we don't have much time left. "
Sim laughed strangely and shrank his body. He walked out of the basement, wagging his lizard-like tail. Saber stood up and walked to Sergues's side. He lifted the bedsheet that covered his body. He saw Sergues's muscles, which had shrunk after being unconscious for a long time, expanding under the evil power. He also saw that his broken legs were healing rapidly.
This disgusting scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere would definitely scare any ordinary person. However, Saber didn't feel anything. He was simply happy that a brother was reborn.
"Sergues … You'll never know what your revival means …"
Saber looked in another direction. "If you can really come back to life, the next one will be Kevin … My brother."
Bang!
The chains that bound Sergues's body were straightened at this moment. Saber took a step back and carefully observed this new guy's strength. The chains made a cracking sound. Sergues's body began to demonize, and the degree of demonization was higher than Saber's. Saber only had his hands, but he had his whole body!
Purplish-black scales covered his skin. The moment three demon horns grew on his head, Sergues's eyes, which had been closed for more than four years, suddenly opened. A blood-red light shone in his eyes. He probably just woke up from his coma. His thoughts were still stuck at the moment when the bank robbery exploded four years ago. He felt his body being restrained. He swung his fist, which was as swollen as a war hammer, and broke the chains. He subconsciously roared and rushed to the only living thing in the room.
Bang!
Saber looked at the fist slowly enlarging in front of his eyes. Although Sergues had used all his strength, Saber saw it as if it was in slow motion. The moment before the fist touched his body, he suddenly punched out and hit Sergues's chest. The brute was sent flying and slammed into the wall, creating a dent.
"Have you calmed down?"
Saber asked in a low voice. This familiar voice woke up the confused Sergues. He raised his demonized head and looked left and right. When he saw Saber, his eyes were filled with surprise.
"Boss Saber!"
The voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ears, as if it came from hell. He subconsciously looked at his fists, but what he saw was a pair of claws covered in black scales. He was stunned on the spot, and his mind was in a mess.
"You can control it. That's your power. Don't just stand there. Take it back and come with me to meet an old friend. It's been four years. Sergues, it's all in the past. You should start a new life. Oh right … Mia misses you."
"Mia?"
This familiar name made Sergues raise his head. After a moment, he gritted his teeth. "Yes! Mia, my daughter! "
Boom!
Dark green evil fire rose from under his feet and quickly circled around Sergues's body. The fire dispersed, revealing the bald brute who looked exactly the same as four years ago. However, his originally gray eyes had turned blood red. It looked very strange.
"I … What's wrong with me?"
He looked at his restored hands and couldn't help but scratch his head. He looked at Saber. "That violent energy that was flowing in my body just now, it wanted me to tear everything apart … What's going on? Boss Saber, what's wrong with me? "
Saber didn't want to answer this boring question at all. He shook his hand and strode out of the basement.
"Put on your clothes. The Devil Gang is about to fight with their opponents. Don't embarrass me … As for your question, how can you escape from hell without paying a price?"
He turned around and the flames in his eyes disappeared. The power from the Eyes of Repentance made Sergues instinctively take a step back and clench his fists. Then, he heard Saber's playful voice.
"Or … Embracing darkness made you afraid?"
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