Picked up the devil, but very traditional

"Why did the situation become strained?" Gu En asked casually.

"Because we met a demon with a very good attitude, we were a little dissatisfied with the Dreadlord and made some more requests."

"Meet the devil again?"

Gu En and Meilu looked at each other, wondering why the Wu family always encountered demons.

"What does he look like? Do you know his name?"

"I don't know the name, but he looks a bit like a chinchilla or a hamster, with a lot of eyes, and his characteristic should be a tail, which is shaped a bit like..."

Gu En immediately responded: "Devil's horns!"

"Uh..." Wu Zhi nodded again and asked, "You know him too? He shouldn't have lied to us, right?"

Melu didn't answer him at all, "Where did you see him, what did he say and do, tell me quickly!"

"oh oh!"

Wu Zhi could tell Meilu's tone was a little anxious, and he probably guessed that they had a close relationship.

Either an enemy or a close friend.

He was not an ungrateful person. Since Meilu had helped him so much, he naturally would not hesitate.

"I met him at the border of England and Britain, and it seemed like he...came just to find me!"

Chapter 300 Those who are not from my race must have different hearts.

That year and that night on the seashore, Wu Zhi saw a huge creature.

At first he didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just an ordinary monster, and casually threw out a fire of fear.

He didn't want to kill the weirdness, but wanted to strengthen the weirdness and let it spread fear in Britain. This was also Wu Zhi's original purpose.

But something incredible happened to him. The flame did hit the target, but nothing happened. It simply dissipated into the sky.

Wu Zhi was a little confused. He thought he had missed, so he fired another shot.

This time he saw it very clearly. After the flame hit the target, it was broken up by an invisible force and disappeared completely.

If it was an ordinary flame, Wu Zhi wouldn't say anything, which is normal.

But what he threw out was the fire of fear. Even if it was a sixth-level monster, he could burn it to ashes if he wanted.

Now there is no effect at all, how can he not be surprised.

Just as Wu Zhi was about to use his full strength, the other party looked at him, and then nothing happened.

Just a glance and he was frozen in place, unable to move. He couldn't even imagine how powerful the real strength was.

Then the other person came over and sniffed, as if he smelled something good. He showed his big white teeth and smiled happily.

"He called himself a devil, but didn't tell me his name. He just asked me to find a black bottle. If I could find it, he would meet a condition that was neither too big nor too small."

Wu Zhi recalled: "He really helped us a lot during that period. Without his help, we wouldn't have been so successful."

"In addition, we also learned some information about demons and hell from him. It was this information that made..."

Having said this, Wu Zhi suddenly paused and did not continue.

Melu didn't pay attention to this, but was thinking about Remiliel.

The black bottle is naturally the magic-sealing bottle, which means that Remirel has been looking for her since a long time ago.

I don’t know if this matter is urgent or not. After so much time, I wonder if he is still looking for me.

Gu Enze obviously noticed the change in Wu Zhi's expression and asked, "What? Is it inconvenient to say?"

Wu Zhi's lips were dry, and he took a deep breath and said, "Since it has come to this, I have nothing to hide."

Their plan has already failed, just like the Lu family, who planned for decades but ended up with nothing in the end.

In order to spread fear over the years, they have spent a lot of effort and... also caused many deaths.

Of course, there is none in China.

Fantasy and weird things are only spread abroad, and those are all former invading countries, so they don’t feel any guilt at all.

Wu Ming is a hard-core militant, and so are the children he teaches.

Except for Wu Zheng who left him early, Wu Zhi and Wu Dao were just like him and never showed mercy to their enemies.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

This sentence is the motto passed down by the Wu family.

Even... facing the devil!

Call ~

Wu Zhi's eyes became firm, and he clenched his fists and said, "It was precisely because of the information about hell provided by that demon that my father decided to... go to hell himself!"

"Go to hell?" Gu En frowned.

He didn't know how strong Wu Ming was, but the upper limit of humans in this world was very low, and it would be difficult to survive if one went to hell rashly.

"That's right!" Wu Zhi said a little excitedly, "It took us twenty years to plan, and finally eight years ago we joined forces with the Lord of Dread to send my father to hell."

"Perhaps now, he has become a...demon."

Wu Ming’s original idea was actually very simple, to find a powerful existence, make an agreement with it, and protect the people and land he wanted to protect.

The appearance of the Lord of Dread gave him hope.

For the remaining decades of his life, he worked for the Dreadlord, doing everything well and gaining his trust.

Therefore, he gained powerful strength from the Dreadlord, as well as the power of rules that many beings dreamed of.

With these powers, his life was able to continue and he did not die in his eighties or nineties.

But because of this, the hope in his eyes gradually dimmed.

After so many years, the progress of fear spreading is still the same, and it has not increased by more than a few percentage points a year. If he wants to wait until the Lord of Dread comes, he may have to live another hundred years.

Maybe for many people, living another hundred years would be a great pleasure, but for Wu Ming, it would just be another hundred years of torture for him.

He won't have peace for a single day until the weirdness is eliminated.

So, after accidentally obtaining information about hell and the devil that day, he decided...

Go to hell!

If you become a devil yourself, maybe you have a better chance of success.

Besides, he has two children here who can carry on his legacy and continue to spread fear.

And he is in hell, just as a backup.

What if one day... he himself becomes the Demon King?

After listening to Wu Zhi's words, Gu En really admired Wu Ming. He was courageous, had ideas, and dared to do it!

But Remiel didn't tell him, hell...is it the theory of bloodline?

It’s the same as Naruto. No matter how hard you try, it’s useless. In the end, it all depends on your bloodline!

Hey~

Meilu also woke up from her thoughts at this time and asked: "Then how do you contact him after you find the black bottle?"

Wu Zhi replied: "He said at the time that as long as I went to the border, he would find me and show up on his own initiative. Later, I asked him for help several times and used this method."

"But seven years ago, I went there as usual and he never showed up. Now I go there every month and still haven't seen him."

Meilu's face darkened. Has there been no news for seven years?

She had deep feelings for Remiel. They played together, lived together, and were punished together. She couldn't imagine if something happened to him...

Gu En noticed that Meilu was not in the right mood, so he put his hand on her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, he is very strong, he should be on a mission to hell, it's okay."

That being said, Gu En didn't dare to guarantee it. It was just a word of comfort.

"We'll know if we go over there and take a look. You'll definitely be able to find traces of Remiril. Let's find him directly!"

"Ok!"

This time, Melu did not refuse. Since she had heard news about Remiliel again and the place was not far away, she would definitely go and take a look to feel at ease.

Wu Zhi was also sensible, and he immediately stood up and said, "I'll take you there!"

"Lead the way."

"it is good!"

He immediately ran out, arranged for someone to prepare a car, and prepared to be the driver to take them there so that he could get more information along the way.

Just as he walked out of the basement, three people surrounded him and asked excitedly: "Holy Lord, did you kill him?"

"He is our genocide enemy, you must help us get revenge!"

"The Holy Lord will definitely lead him to his death and burn him to ashes with the Holy Flame!"

Wu Ming glanced at the three of them. He had accepted them in order to get the Beishan family to cooperate. Now...

There is no need for it to exist.

He opened his palms, flames boiled, and yellow flames automatically ignited on the bodies of the three people. After hearing bursts of painful wails, they turned into ashes.

I hope everything will end happily!

Chapter 301: The Founding of the Meilu Cult

"Master Mei...Mel, can we sign a contract with you?"

On the way to Britain, Wu Zhi asked this question nervously.

He came up with this idea after careful consideration.

Where there are saints, there are thieves; where there are mountains, there are abysses; where there are bad demons, there should be good demons.

Anyway, this is what Wu Zhi thought. There must be good and bad in any race. There will never be a pure single race. It’s just that the proportions are different.

In his opinion, the fear and dark demons are bad, while Melu and the Totoro demon are good.