The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Those were all white lies.

Pooh!

With his expression unchanged, Ning Feng tilted his head to dodge the blood spray from the succubus, watching it fall to the ground and rise into white smoke.

The blood of demons is poisonous; to ordinary people, it feels like molten lava oozing with toxins.

"Miss, your oral hygiene doesn't seem to be very good. Would you like me to recommend some mouthwash?"

Seeing the smugness in the other person's eyes, Ning Feng knew he probably wouldn't get any information out of them.

When Ning Feng first learned about that tragic history and only read about it in words, he didn't have this feeling.

He also wondered why the Awakened didn't try to find a win-win way to coexist with extraordinary beings.

Although it was exhilarating, while humanity was able to protect itself at that time, declaring war on all the divine messengers was by no means a wise move.

Were our ancestors blinded by hatred and anger? Were they so determined to make the messengers of the gods pay the price? To make them repay a debt with a tooth, with blood?

no.

Some of them must have tried to end the battle without sacrificing themselves.

The outcome is unknown, but in the end, they failed.

Having abandoned their illusions, they turned their weapons against the former divine messenger.

Now, looking at the succubus who, even at this moment, had not let go of her so-called pride, Ning Feng finally realized the reason.

"So that's how it is..."

"You are a high and mighty divine messenger, born to toy with the pitiful fate of mortals."

Regardless of whether the supernatural beings have changed, the way those divine messengers, who are fanatical believers in the gods, have always acted has never changed.

Even though she was only a first-tier succubus, even though she was about to die at the hands of a mortal.

This succubus is still a messenger of the gods, and her soul still belongs to the god she worships.

“You are indeed afraid of death, but you just don’t want to die at the hands of a mortal.”

"You are indeed remorseful, but not for everything you have done. You are only remorseful for being ambushed by me, a mere mortal."

Ning Feng looked down on the succubus, and she looked down on him just as much.

"That's really something, it's hilarious."

Hearing Ning Feng's lament, the succubus truly realized that she had no way out. The fear in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a frenzied resentment and piety.

Devotion to the gods before returning to their embrace.

She strained with all her might, gathering all her strength in her throat, ignoring the blood flowing out, and hoarsely said:

"Despicable heretics! Our Lord will eventually... return!"

"You will definitely die."

"I will be waiting for you in hell..."

The succubus gave a bitter laugh and uttered her final curse in demonic language.

Waiting for the other party to become enraged and kill him completely, waiting to return to the embrace of the gods.

The other party is just a mortal, unable to restrain his own soul, so that if he were killed, there would be a possibility of rebirth in the divine kingdom.

But she was disappointed.

Ning Feng wasn't angry; instead, he looked at her strangely, as if she were a fool.

"You don't seem to be very smart."

I'm not some hothead who gets easily impulsive; how could I not notice something like this?

Ning Feng was different from others. Having witnessed peace, he didn't have much prejudice against things like faith.

Whether one believes in gods or not is a matter of personal freedom. As long as one does not interfere with other people's lives and will, he feels there is no problem.

But now, looking at the demon who never repented until his death, Ning Feng was slightly angry.

It was really only a small part, and not even entirely for those innocent ordinary people; it was mixed with some personal grudges.

So he decided not to let the other person die so easily.

Ning Feng turned his head to look at the black cat that had unknowingly walked up to him, and suddenly asked:

Is there a way for me to defile her soul?

"Or rather, is there a way to send demons to heaven?"

Since your destination is hell, then I'll make sure you can't get there.

I will send you to the paradise you hate the most.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Imprisonment Play

This scene is strange.

The mortal, who should have been trembling in fear before the demon and being wantonly toyed with, was now squatting gently to the side, watching the dying succubus with a smile.

Now, he even intends to corrupt the demon's soul.

But to the succubus, this scene was even more terrifying.

This mortal, who had been strange from the very beginning, was now earnestly asking his shadow a question, even pretending to listen.

Extremely weird.

What alarmed her even more was the invisible pressure emanating from the shadow.

There really seemed to be something in that shadow!

Seemingly noticing her gaze, a pair of eyes seemed to peek out from the distorted, enormous shadow, giving the spy a mocking look.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you, and even winks at you.

boom!

She felt as if her soul was about to shatter, and the words in her throat were stuck, leaving the succubus unable to utter a single word.

The instigator, however, smiled nonchalantly at Ning Feng and shook his head:

"That's an interesting idea!"

"However, with your current abilities, you probably can't do it."

Ning Feng frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Whether Ariana is unwilling to help or genuinely lacks the ability right now, these are not important.

"Don't look at me like that. Don't you even think about what you're asking for?"

Wagging its tail, the black cat didn't seem to mind Ning Feng's questioning gaze, but still explained with a smile:

"If the demon's soul is evil, how can one be said to have defiled it?"

"Of course, it depends on good qualities like kindness, justice, and light."

"Unfortunately, I don't have any of those! By the way, you don't either, for the time being~"

Oh, this.

Ning Feng blinked, looked himself up and down, and looked somewhat confused.

Look at my current state, and the horrific state of this demon after its bloody battle.

Even if you don't acknowledge that I am a warrior of light, you can't call me some kind of evil lackey, can you?

Does the Giant of Light truly not exist?

After mentally elaborating on his own actions, Ning Feng didn't refute it; he knew perfectly well what kind of person he was.

His body was covered in blood, with traces of battle everywhere, and granulation tissue was growing from his wounds and slowly healing.

You could say this is the mini-boss about to unleash the second phase and people would believe you!

Seeing Ning Feng frown after asking a question, always seeming to want to say something but then stopping himself, the succubus felt a glimmer of hope.

If he's just saying it, then it's fine, and I can still return to the embrace of my Lord.

But before she could completely relax, the man suddenly looked enlightened and turned his gaze to her!

!!!

Just now, the black cat, whose speech was like a rollercoaster, suddenly changed the subject and asked strangely:

"But haven't you forgotten something?"

what?

What have I forgotten...?

Um! ?

Subconsciously reaching into his robes, Ning Feng's fingertips touched the book cover, which felt like human skin, as if he had just remembered something.

The black cat deliberately walked up to the succubus, winked at the succubus who couldn't see him, then turned his head and smiled meaningfully:

"You remember now?"

"That's right, you possess the means to imprison souls~"

"Since there's no way to send her to heaven, why not just stop her from going to hell?"

Ning Feng immediately realized that he had been too fixated on this and there was no need to insist on letting her defile him.

Let's talk about this when we're able to... huh?

Why did I say "later"?

"It just so happens that you used up some soul energy this time, and there's plenty of room around here to replenish it."

Ignoring Ariana's final attempt to seduce him, Ning Feng pulled out the Book of the Forgotten from his robes and smirked at the succubus.

Unfortunately, that originally sunny smile appeared particularly grotesque in the dark basement, against the backdrop of blood.

"I suddenly don't want you to leave."