"The last time we met, I was still a cat." The woman outside the door quickly answered Brother Jue's question.
"Uh …" Feng Bujue paused for a second, then asked tentatively, "Arthas?"
"Actually... my name is Gremory," Kui Moli replied. "Also... can you let me in first before we talk?"
Feng Bujue hesitated for a few seconds, then opened the door.
"You've changed a lot …" Brother Jue said as he opened the door and looked at her.
"To me, I've changed a lot when I turned into a cat." Gremory did not bother to be courteous with Brother Jue. She stepped into the room before she finished her sentence.
She had lived here in her cat form for more than half a year, so she was very familiar with the situation in the house. She went straight to the living room.
"You really don't see yourself as an outsider, do you?" When Brother Jue closed the door and returned to the living room, Gremory was already sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.
Even though the coat was wrapped tightly around her body, her long legs were still eye-catching. The curves of her slender legs were enough to make one's imagination run wild.
"Tsk …" Gremory's sharp tongue did not change at all. She narrowed her eyes and replied sarcastically, "If I didn't see myself as an outsider … I would have teleported in a long time ago, but I'm also afraid of being 'f * cked to death' by you."
Feng Bujue heard this and smiled. He walked over to the other sofa and sat down. "Heh … So you're saying … When I was toying with Uriel, you were already outside the door?"
"Even earlier than that." Gremory replied. "I arrived at almost the same time as him, but … he was in the open, and I was in the dark."
"Oh?" Feng Bujue understood something from her words. "You were tracking him?"
The reason he asked that was because Brother Jue had already dealt with Uriel's debt. He knew that the man would come here on the sly.
"I don't need to track him or anyone else …" Kui Moli said. "I just need to 'watch' you."
Feng Bujue guessed something based on this specious sentence. "Hmm …" He muttered and immediately turned his face to a wall not far from him.
"You guessed right." Kui Moli continued, "The claw marks I left on the wall weren't as simple as they looked …"
"That's a probing barrier, right?" Feng Bujue asked. "It's the kind that … 'as long as a non-human creature enters its vicinity, you will receive a signal'."
"It's hard to explain in a few words, just take it as a yes," Kui Moli replied.
"Hmm …" Brother Jue suddenly thought of something and asked, "Speaking of which … when I was pasting the wall, I added another layer of suppression magic on top of your wizardry barrier. Didn't that have any effect?"
"You're referring to the magic circle that trapped Zacharias before, aren't you?" Kui Moli's face showed a hint of disdain. "Hmph … the use of that thing is actually dispensable …" She said weakly. "When you drew that magic circle, you didn't even activate your spiritual sense. You're basically an ordinary person. Do you really think that … an ordinary person, relying on some superficial knowledge of the occult and some random graffiti on the wall … can suppress a creature that is half a dimension higher than you?"
"You mean …" Feng Bujue gestured for her to continue.
"You're just lucky." Kui Moli said. "That magic circle originated from King Solomon's system, and … it happened to be drawn on top of my wizardry barrier." She shrugged. "You relied on my 'Seventy-Two Demon Gods' level of power to suppress Zacharias."
"Oh!" When Feng Bujue heard this, he suddenly realized. "I was thinking that your name sounded a little familiar. So you're one of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods." He paused for half a second and asked, "Then … how did you become Woody's subordinate? Based on seniority, you're considered a noble in hell, right? "
"Heh …" Kui Moli gave a fake smile. "'Noble' … That's something from a long, long time ago."
"Why don't … you tell me about it and I'll listen?" Feng Bujue felt that there was a story behind this, and he was also quite interested in it.
Hearing this, Kui Moli pondered for a few seconds, and then said tirelessly, "Back then, in hell … Satan's party rose rapidly and was unstoppable. On the other hand, Berial's party was declining day by day. Seeing that the position of the king of hell was about to change hands, Berial came up with a rotten idea … He mortgaged his seventy-two most elite Great Demons to King Solomon, and made a deal with him to 'collect his soul after his death.'" When she said this, she laughed with a sarcastic expression. "Heh, Berial's plan was to design a scheme to make King Solomon die an unnatural death within seventy-two days. After that, he could rely on this powerful soul to make a comeback … But he didn't expect that King Solomon had secret deals with many Gods, Evil Gods, and Demigods. It was almost impossible to take away his life.
"So, Berial acted out a textbook example of trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it. In a situation where he was already in a disadvantageous position, he still wasted the most important combat power in his hands.
"The result after that is self-evident …
"After Satan, the new king, ascended to the throne, us' old ministers' became useless. Hell didn't need us anyway, and there were as many Great Demons wandering in the human world as gravel … It didn't matter if there were seventy-two more of us.
"Just like this, from the year when the Babylonians attacked Jerusalem, we became a group of wanderers in the human world. It wasn't until the time of the Crusades that Satan sent 'those four bitches' to the human world to find our whereabouts in order to fight against Heaven, who was at the peak of its power at that time … I returned to the establishment of hell at that time. "
After saying this, Kui Moli let out a long breath and concluded, "This is why … my rank is below that 'heh heh heh'."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue nodded in response, and then said, "Hey, these things … Why didn't you mention it before? Even the name 'Kui Moli', today is the first time I've heard it. "
"Things are different now …" Kui Moli replied, "The situation is always changing. A few months ago, it's best if you don't know anything. When I left without saying goodbye, you would already know something. But now …"
As she spoke, she raised her right hand and began to unbutton her coat.
"Hey hey … What are you doing …" Feng Bujue looked at her from the corner of his eyes and leaned back a little. "It's dark and windy, a man and a woman alone, it's not good for you to do this …"
When he finished speaking, Kui Moli stopped unbuttoning her coat.
In fact, she only unbuttoned two buttons because she wanted to take something out from the inner pocket of her coat …
"I don't know what's wrong with me taking out a pen." As Kui Moli spoke, she placed a small glass box on the coffee table. In the box … There was a black feather pen. "But I think there must be a very reasonable answer in your extremely dirty mind … Of course, I'm not interested in the details."
"Ha … Haha …" Feng Bujue laughed awkwardly and quickly changed the topic. "This pen … What is it?"
"This is the pen that Dante used to write the first draft of the 'Divine Comedy'." When Kui Moli replied, she turned to look at Brother Jue's bookcase. "You can use this to write in 'that book'."
"What do you mean?" Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, and he asked half-jokingly, "Could it be … As long as you write the name and the way of death, the person named will die?"
"You're thinking too much." Kui Moli replied, "At this moment, that book is just a 'draft', but when you fill it up, it will become a 'formula book'."
"Draft … Formula book …" Feng Bujue's mind raced as he muttered, "Hmm … Should I calculate something in it?"
"That's not something I can answer." Kui Moli spread out her hands. "After all … I don't have the ability of 'Truth'. I just received the signal and came over to ensure your safety and position … By the way, I brought you the pen. As for the other things … You have to solve them yourself. " She stood up. "Alright, that's all for now. I've been very busy recently. I hope you'll have made some progress when I see you next time."
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