This Paladin is so despicable!.

Chapter 493 Your Lives Belong to Me

As a mortal, Wright thought he didn't have the power of a demon.

He was just an ordinary Holy Light Knight passing by.

But fortunately, after his last experience in the mechanical world, he had a certain understanding of the power of blasphemy.

Moreover, he has four activated Keys of Truth in his hands, which can not only provide a large amount of blasphemous power, but can even automatically generate a certain amount of blasphemous power and store it.

It's like blaspheming the monarch's divinity.

Before leaving, Wright received from Lilith a new magic weapon she created in the underworld: Malice.

This magic weapon not only has both long-range and melee attack methods, but can also convert the power of blasphemy into demonic power.

This function originates from the characteristics of Lilith's demonic body.

Originally, it was just for her own convenience.

But now, combined with the Key of Truth, and Light's application of the power of blasphemy.

This allows Wright, a mere mortal paladin, to use demonic power freely in the abyss like a demon.

Even with the support of divine and magical weapons, he is more capable than ordinary demons.

All of this is also the reason why he came to the abyss and wanted to turn the Rat Demon Tribe into his own followers!

"Great Demon God, we are willing to offer everything we have, and only ask that you show mercy and spare our lives.

At least, please spare the lives of our young ones.

Their souls have not yet awakened and their flesh and blood are dispensable.

I beg you, I beg you!
We are willing to do anything for this!"

The old priest of the ratmen knelt on the ground, so humbly that he buried his face in the mud, and his body couldn't help shaking.

After experiencing the chaos just now, the ratmen felt an unprecedented sense of oppression from Wright.

As the most high-quality cannon fodder in the abyss, they have followed too many masters.

But no demon's aura can be compared with Wright's, even though this demon looks like a human.

The old priest knew that with their abilities, they could not escape at all.

The devil can turn them into ashes with just a thought.

If you stay where you are and face your miserable life honestly, perhaps those in higher positions will show you a little mercy.

At least it allows the tribe to leave behind some offspring.

Faced with the plea of ​​the entire tribe, even Wright was a little moved.

"Will you do anything for me to survive?"

The old priest of the ratmen trembled when he heard this and suppressed his inner ecstasy.

Good luck, so lucky.

Unexpectedly, this Demon Lord did not intend to let them all die. It seemed that he wanted to leave everyone a way to survive.

The old priest knew that this path of life would be full of thorns and the conditions would be harsh.

But if you can live, why not live?
What do the living do? This is such a luxurious question that the rat people never think about. They really want to live.

It’s okay to just linger on!
"Yes, great Demon Lord, we are willing to do anything for you! We only ask you to give us a chance to live."

"Is it okay to get your hands dirty in order to survive?"

The old priest nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Yes, it's okay to get your hands dirty!"

"In order to survive, you are willing to dirty your own heart?"

"Whatever it takes!"

Wright looked at them with his hands behind his back and spoke softly.

"Since you are willing to do anything to survive, then start today, right now.

I want you to live with dignity." The old priest's smile froze on his face. He slowly raised his head and looked at Wright in the sky, his eyes full of confusion.

"Master...Master Demon, I don't know what you mean... Please explain clearly."

Wright slowly descended from the air, stood in front of the old priest, and scanned the entire rat demon tribe.

"In order to survive, you are willing to dirty your hands, and in order to survive, you are willing to dirty your heart.

Since you hold such a belief, then dry your hands and cleanse your heart.

Live with dignity!

This is my condition.”

The old priest had a bewildered look on his face. It was obvious that the word "upright" had never appeared in the mice's dictionary.

"We... we don't know... maybe, the great... Demon Lord? We..."

Just when the old priest's brain froze and he didn't know what to say, Wright suddenly raised his malicious intent and swung out with a sword.

The demon sword with blasphemous power swept across the place, instantly hitting all the rat demons.

The rats fell down like wheat being cut, and a tribe of several thousand people was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

However, not long after, the old priest suddenly sat up from the ground, gasping for breath.

He touched his heart and rubbed his neck, as if he couldn't believe that he was still alive.

Not only him, but the other ratmen also looked confused.

From just now until now, everything this demon god did and said was so weird.

A feeling of fear and reverence for the unknown blossomed from the rats' hearts.

"Just now, I killed you. The reason you are alive now is all because of my grace.

This life is earned by you."

Wright looked at the thousands of rats and shouted, "I don't care who you were before or what kind of rat life dreams you have.

Just now, everything has ended.

From now on, each of you has a new life as a rat.

And it belongs to me.

I don't care how you lived before, and I'm not interested.

But from today on, you have to live according to what I say!"

The mice looked at each other in bewilderment at Wright's almost overbearing and arrogant declaration, without any objection.

They have long been numb.

There is nothing worth reminiscing about in a past, dilapidated life.

There was nothing worth looking forward to in the new life they regained.

You have the bigger fist, so whatever you say goes.

Even if they are reborn, their souls are still old, still numb, and still without any vitality.

Wright had prepared himself mentally, but he still felt a little sad when he saw thousands of numb eyes.

Indeed, it is a bit difficult.

But Wright was not afraid of this challenge, instead he was somewhat excited.

At this moment, the angry demon standing in purgatory was watching all this quietly.

He was very curious why Wright still chose to get involved after he saw through the conspiracy of the Gate of Truth.

He was even more curious as to why Light chose the rat demon clan, which was recognized as the most useless in the entire abyss and even the entire demon world, to become his own followers.

What use is there for this group of timid, cowardly people with little fighting power?

However, Wright's next move left him dumbfounded!
(End of this chapter)