With half a game of chess, I vanquish all demons!

"The official?"

How could it be this guy?

Zhao Yao, who was over five meters tall, looked back in surprise at Song Angran in the giant hand of divine sense.

At the same time, he silently activated his divine sense technique again, transforming it into a transparent cage that locked Song Angran, who was already gripped by the giant divine sense hand, inside.

Confined within the cage of divine sense, Song Angran twisted his head, glancing at the cage within the transparent giant hand, then looked up at Zhao Yao, saying disdainfully:

"How did these once respectable students of the county school end up in such a lowly state?"

Unfortunately, despite all my precautions, you idiot still managed to find out...

"It seems that the official has been severely corrupted by the demon and is now beyond saving."

"I'm sorry, I can't have such a friendly conversation with a demon."

Faced with Song Angran's familiar, readily available insults, Zhao Yao remained calm.

He looked down at Song Angran, who was being gripped by the giant hand of divine sense, shook his head, and began to slowly exert force, the giant hand of divine sense gripping tighter and tighter.

He now understood why Song Angran had insisted on stopping him from following.

Song Angran had been coveting the power of the human-demon all along!

He recalled what the demon had said before he died last year: "A minor official in a red robe kept asking me how to become a demon." He also thought about the many dried corpses in the mass grave and how the demonic nature of the corpses piled up would spontaneously accumulate if left untreated. He began to have some guesses.

This guy hid in the corpse pit and actually stole the demonic power that had settled out of the corpse pit, transforming himself into a human-demon!

"Looks like this fat body gives you the confidence to talk to me like that."

Hehe~ It's okay, today I'll show you just how big the difference is between a servant-type strongman and a real warrior!

"Open it for me!"

In the giant hand of divine sense, Song Angran exerted all his strength and actually won the battle against the strange technique, causing the transparent divine sense around him to crack and crumble little by little.

bang~

He successfully shattered the giant divine hand, and the transparent cage surrounding him fell to the ground along with it.

"Hoo~ Ha~ Ha~ Hahaha~"

"This little brat from a small place, who's weak and helpless, somehow managed to gain some strength and actually dares to fight me..."

Song Angran stood in the cage, panting heavily, unable to contain his excitement.

He reached out and grabbed the bars of the transparent cage, intending to do the same thing, break the cage, and escape, but Zhao Yao refused to give him that chance.

In an instant, the mental cage, centered on Song Angran's hand gripping the railing, transformed into a soft yet resilient living rope, wrapping around him layer by layer and firmly binding Song Angran's arms.

Two rope ends, one pointing downwards and binding his legs, the other wrapped around his arms and pointing upwards, like a venomous snake stabbing at his eyes.

"A petty trick!"

Song Angran's excited expression softened slightly. He closed his eyes and turned his head to dodge the rope attack. His muscles bulged, and with a burst of strength, he braced himself against the spiritual ropes on his legs and forcefully assumed a horse stance. At the same time, large sections of the transparent ropes on his arms broke apart.

Just then, taking advantage of his blindness, Zhao Yao swung the small tree in his hand and smashed it heavily down on his head!

Bang!

"Hmm~"

Under immense force, a heavy blow from the stick abruptly halted Song Angran's momentum, causing him to open his eyes wide, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes.

The tip of the sapling shattered into countless splinters on the spot.

Immediately following was a second blow to the head!

Bang!

Zhao Yao's head-smashing attack came decisively. Before Song Angran could recover from the previous blow, he was hit on the head again.

Bang!

Zhao Yao struck again with the stick. Song Angran finally realized he had to dodge, but due to the restraint on his legs, he couldn't dodge properly and was still hit on the shoulder.

Bang!

Zhao Yao struck again, making Song Angran jump and scramble, his head spinning, his heart burning with anger and extreme frustration.

"That's enough!"

Song Angran roared angrily, and his body began to undergo a demonic transformation.

Bang!

Another blow struck Song Angran squarely on the head, sending splinters of wood flying and shattering his burgeoning anger. His demonized body paused for a moment, and the thought process in his brain was also interrupted before he regained control of his consciousness and began to follow his demonized form.

Holding the much shorter sapling in his hand, Zhao Yao felt a strange sensation when the blow landed, as if it had struck tough flesh; the feel was completely different from before.

He stopped what he was doing, and his gaze toward Song Angran became more scrutinizing.

What's happening to this guy...?

Call ~

The air was still for a few seconds.

Song Angran's appearance changed drastically, and his eyes quickly cleared up after a moment of confusion.

His skin and flesh bulged from his head and back to his legs, tearing through his clothes and the ropes of his divine sense, making him several sizes larger. His skin was covered in dense, black welts, and his face had a distinct toad-like appearance. His horizontal pupils were so unique, so clear.

He has completed his demon transformation!

Looking at the shiny black sores on Song Angran's body, Zhao Yao felt a sense of danger arise, his hair stood on end, and he was filled with vigilance, not daring to make any rash moves.

Just as Zhao Yao was on guard, Song Angran suddenly took a few steps forward, causing Zhao Yao's muscles to tense up. He was ready to unleash another 'divine thought' attack, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse than he had anticipated.

"sorry!"

Song Angran stopped in his tracks, stood up straight, and bowed to Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao was bewildered.

He stared at Song Angran, whose hair was disheveled and whose figure resembled a giant, upright toad, and was utterly perplexed.

Has this guy gone mad from being hit on the head?

"Little one, I apologize for my previous rudeness. I was wrong."

But I was influenced by the demonic influence I had been exposed to; it wasn't my intention.

I just... I just suppressed my demonic nature. You have to believe me, believe me...

With a face resembling a toad, Song Angran anxiously explained to Zhao Yao, taking a step forward with each sentence, forcing Zhao Yao to retreat repeatedly to avoid his close proximity.

"You mean, your previous bad attitude was just because you were corrupted by demons?"

Zhao Yao tentatively inquired.

"Ugh~"

Song Angran nodded vigorously, a look of relief on his face as if he had been understood.

"So you didn't become a demon?"

Zhao Yao was suspicious.

"Ugh~"

Song Angran nodded again, his gaze firm.

"But just now, you were clearly just like the demon, able to devour their life essence!"

Zhao Yao raised his hand and pointed to the five strongmen who were still fleeing not far away, and questioned Song Angran.

Song Angran hurriedly waved his hand to explain:

"That's a unique technique that comes with my demon blood, called 'Cloud Devouring,' which inherently possesses the ability to devour vital energy."

Golden Toad, think about the legend of the Golden Toad, isn't it quite reasonable?

Besides, those five men were trying to capture you before. I took care of them for you, so you didn't lose out.

As he spoke, he took another step forward, getting even closer to Zhao Yao.

"Then, the first time I passed by the mass grave?"

Zhao Yao raised further questions.

"I was asleep! I was asleep at the time, and I didn't really mean to hurt you."

As Song Angran spoke, he anxiously took another step forward...