The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

"She's even more interesting than I thought."

Even with human blood extracted, her thought patterns are still more human.

More than a demon, she's like an ambitious woman with a strong, independent mindset.

He was greedy when he should be, but also decisive when he should retreat, without any lingering attachment.

"He neither offended the sage nor did he offend me; in fact, he approached me with the demeanor of a humble servant, but in reality..."

Feeling the scales on what part of his body he didn't know, Ning Feng smiled happily.

"He's not exactly honest either."

Divinity.

Within these scales lies a trace of the demon's divinity.

The other party bestowed divinity upon them.

This move may seem generous, but it's also a way of putting pressure on people.

Let's see if Ning Feng can resist the influence of divinity.

A small return gift.

If the other party cannot even bear this much divinity, then there's no need to communicate in that equal tone anymore.

Moreover, through the sage's intervention, this move was transformed into a perfectly legitimate scheme under her watchful eye.

Is it a choice to show favoritism?

Or should they choose to let their two subordinates secretly compete against each other?

"Although it's more troublesome, it's more interesting to have pieces with their own identity."

Meow meow meow~

The black cat yawned as it crawled out of Ning Feng's shadow, finally settling on his lap and asking:

[Could you please tell me, what's it like to be both a god and your own chosen one?]

"It was alright, quite interesting."

"Actually, there's no particular reason. It's just that as her value increased, I naturally had more contact with her."

"If I were to continue communicating with her directly as a sage, it would be somewhat... unbecoming of my status."

As a sage, she can issue divine pronouncements and do amazing things at will.

She is powerful and mysterious, with a willful freedom.

But there shouldn't be too many of those things, otherwise it will reduce her sense of pressure.

Even though Kalan, who has just become the Demon Lord, has no doubt about the Sage's strength, there is always a possibility that some oversights may occur in the long run.

Moreover, as is the case now, Karan is increasingly hesitant to express his own thoughts.

It's really boring.

"And the identity of the Divine Scroll Master can represent the sage's will and also make her less nervous. Doesn't that sound pretty good?"

Chapter 371 The Ignorant Mortal Who Summoned Demons...An Angel!?

One person does the work that should be done by two.

It's all his work; it doesn't matter which identity he takes on.

Easy and convenient.

"But thinking about it, what I did isn't really that unusual, is it?"

It seems like gods really like to create several different incarnations.

Or, to use a more religious, more elegant term... "multi-faceted"?

"I remember the 'Trinity' is the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, right?"

After careful consideration, Ning Feng felt he was capable of serving on two of them.

The Holy Spirit and the Father.

Yes, that's right.

I'm the kind of person who can only be a father, so I won't be a son.

As for the Holy Son, I'll find a few more adopted sons later... Oh?

If we think about it that way, wouldn't the Death Hunter, who can currently be considered an adopted son, also be considered a holy son?

"No, strictly speaking, it's not quite right yet."

While Death Hunters are very loyal to you and are also important for collecting demon blood, they are also a valuable high-end combat force.

But for Ning Feng now, it only has a considerable value.

It's not exactly a special case.

"He's not worth my effort."

To put it bluntly and coldly, it can be discarded by Ning Feng as long as it has necessary value.

Ning Feng pondered coldly, stroking the cat's head as he silently reflected.

When and under what circumstances would I choose to abandon it?

"Don't let yourself regret it."

Suddenly, the angel's cold voice from the side melted the coldness on Ning Feng's face, turning it back into his usual gentle smile.

"Of course, I'm also the kind of person who really dislikes having regrets."

"Therefore, I will not consider anything that I might regret unless it is absolutely necessary."

"But what if?"

Ning Feng smiled, looking relaxed and free, with no gloom behind him.

Cecilia took a good look at Ning Feng, and finally nodded at his smile.

As long as he knows in his heart what to do, that's enough.

"Well, since... you understand, that's fine."

Clang.

The metal spear landed at Ning Feng's feet.

The angel's spine was straight, and her slender body traced undulating curves as she looked down at Ning Feng, who was sitting on the ground petting a cat.

"You've rested enough, so let's continue."

Cecilia looked different from her usual white dress; she was wearing a full set of silver-white battle armor and holding a long spear of the same size.

"Ah... wait a moment, I haven't finished resting yet, please let me..."

"You've had enough rest."

The angel repeated himself, his voice as cold as ever, before using the butt of his gun to lift the black cat that was clinging to Ning Feng's lap.

Then, ignoring the black cat's pitiful expression, he swung his spear and mercilessly tossed her aside.

Meow--

Ignoring the demon's hypocritical tone, the angel gave a light snort.

Humph.

He's become addicted to pretending to be a cat.

"Alright, stand up. You still have a lot more to experience."

The visor on the silver helmet fell off, and the angel was fully prepared for battle.

"Okay, okay, I know you want to love me dearly, but don't rush it."

Leaning on his spear, Ning Feng stood up from the ground, his silver-white armor riddled with holes and wounds. He smiled as he straightened up.

He stretched languidly, let out a long sigh, and brandished his spear, pointing it at the angel before him.

"Then come on, let me experience your harsh love again."

The angel's response to such somewhat frivolous remarks was quite simple.

Whoosh!

!

That was the spear tip tearing through the air, piercing straight towards Ning Feng's hole!

Clang!

At the critical moment, Ning Feng deflected Cecilia's attack with his spear, but was thrown back by the impact of the spear.

"That was close... no, it's not over yet."

Even if you can understand in your mind that this is far from the end, just being aware of it is not enough if your body can't keep up.

The angel's figure appeared behind Ning Feng as if by teleportation, and the tip of the spear pierced his chest mercilessly!

"Cough cough!"

A large amount of blood gushed from his mouth. Ning Feng turned around and forced a smile at the murderer who had done all this:

"You did it, remember to treat me later."

"Ah."

Gently replying, the angel pulled the spearhead directly from Ning Feng's body, causing a large amount of blood to spurt from the wound.

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hum-

Flames descended from nowhere once again.