I, one soul, two bodies, the devil hero

"Look up and look at me." Luo Feng snapped his fingers, and a rattan chair appeared behind him, and he sat down leisurely.

Phoenix had no choice but to obey Luo Feng's orders, raised his head and looked directly at Luo Feng's face.

She was not surprised by Luo Feng's appearance or dress, because she was a god. It was normal for a god to appear in this world in any form, simply because she was the god who created everything.

One of the seventy-two gods and demons, who would cause the entire Demon Realm to tremble when he moved his feet outside on normal days, was as docile as a lowest-level slime in front of Luo Feng.

"What's your name?"

"Phoenix." Phoenix bowed.

"..."

Luo Feng thought about it, but found that there was no such Westernized name in his memory.

"Where are we?" Luo Feng asked the second question that she was very concerned about.

"The Palace of the Demon God."

Luo Feng: “???”

"What is the Demon Palace?"

"The Demon Palace is the most central area of ​​the entire Demon Realm, and it is also where you and the other seventy-two gods and demons live."

Luo Feng asked in confusion, "What about Greenwell?"

"If you are talking about within the Demon Realm, then Greenwell is a high-level demon dragon. Outside the Demon Realm, then it should be a continent where the Demon Realm is waging war."

“Who is the host of this war?”

"Hampa."

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not the devil king that the priestess described.

"But you are the one who started this war."

"..."

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Note: ① Phoenix: The 72th demon among the 37 demons, commonly known as the Phoenix, has a voice like a naughty boy and can also transform into a human form. He is kind and gentle by nature and is a poet.

②Hanpa: The 72th demon among the 38 demons. He is a dove with a hoarse voice. He specializes in building tower defenses and driving others to fight.

Chapter 005 The Big Devil

"But you are the one who started this war," Phoenix replied.

Luo Feng widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Why would I start a war?"

Phoenix smiled elegantly, his golden hair burning hot like a flame, "I think only you can answer this question."

Luo Feng was stunned. Yes!

I am the initiator of this war. As the initiator of the war, naturally only I know the reason why I started the war.

"Didn't I tell you the reason before?" Luo Feng asked unwillingly.

"God never needs any reason to give orders."

Phoenix clasped his left hand in front of his chest and slowly knelt down under Luo Feng's gaze.

"Almighty God, I did not mean to offend your majesty.

But you seem to be having some troubles now, such as losing some of your memory...

I believe that this is nothing to you, and you can handle all of this well with your ability, but as a subject of God, I am willing to burn my last wisp of soul and shed my last drop of devil blood for you.

I will become your lowest-level familiar and help you get familiar with the Demon Realm as quickly as possible so that you can take control of everything again."

Luo Feng didn't say anything, and Phoenix didn't dare to look up. He just tried his best to keep the smile on his face and his body stable.

It looks like a stone sculpture created by an ancient Roman sculptor.

The owner of the black leather boots seemed to him to be the most terrifying being in the world. Just saying these words exhausted all his courage and strength.

one second...

three seconds...

five seconds...

Unconscious panic began to spread in Phoenix's heart, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Could it be that the gods have seen through the dirty and sinful vanity deep in his heart?

Once a person can bear the mark of God, even the lowest-level mark of a familiar, other demons can look at him differently.

You can even raise your position among the seventy-two gods and demons by ten to twenty places.

Did the gods deliberately create a young and ignorant image just to play a trick on him and test his loyalty?

No, he was not qualified to be played around by the gods. He was just a bird that the gods picked up from the Hell of Fire...

In less than ten seconds, it seemed like thousands of years had passed in Phoenix's senses.

Just when he could no longer bear it and knelt before the gods to confess his sins and accept punishment.

The childish girl's voice brought him out of the unspeakable fear.

"No, just do what you need to do and don't tell anyone about what happened today."

Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again, "Thank you for your tolerance."

"Let those people outside disperse. Stop the attack on Greenville for now and wait for my order." Luo Feng, sitting on the rattan chair again, supported his chubby face with one hand and said casually.

Without waiting for Phoenix to reply, Luo Feng waved her hand and sent him out of the palace.

She felt exhausted chatting with this flattering and neurotic guy.

Phoenix appeared outside the door with a glorious face, conveying the instructions of the gods to the gods and demons kneeling in front of the temple and driving them away.

Luo Feng was the only one left in the huge palace.

The rattan chair swayed under the force, but Luo Feng still maintained the strange posture of supporting his face with his legs crossed.

Although this posture was not very elegant and the style under her skirt was clearly visible, she felt that it was particularly suitable for her current status.

The big devil who controls the entire demon realm!

Traveled through time inexplicably.

I originally thought that I had become a brave man that only appears once in a decade, the legendary being who would definitely defeat the Demon King.

As a result, she suddenly transformed into a female devil with red eyes and white hair.

A thought can destroy everything and create living things at will.

He can be considered a true creator.

Besides feeling dazed, I also feel a little confused. What should I do now?

Solve the mystery of your own life?

Lead an army to conquer Greenville?

Or should we engage in economic construction, develop industry, commerce and agriculture, and move towards a harmonious and modern society as soon as possible?

What a mess...

She is just a salted fish, a salted fish.

Why should we give her such a great ability? It will affect her idle life.

While thinking, Luo Feng felt lonely, empty, and even a little cold.

She could only hug herself with her arms. Only this big Lai Lai could bring her a ray of warmth in this cold hall.

Although it’s my own, it’s not a big problem!

I turned the recliner into a big soft bed, changed my clothes into pajamas, and rolled around in the bed wrapped in a quilt.

Try to make yours more evenly salted.

It turns out that the saying that people are made of iron and beds are made of magnet is not without truth.

At least Luo Feng doesn't want to leave this bed now.

Just as Luo Feng tossed and turned with his long white hair flying, that wonderful feeling surged into his heart again, and the hidden soul corridor opened again!

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Chapter 006 The Strongest Brave

An old man in white clothes and with silver hair came to the hall where the ceremony was being held, supported by a nun.

The waves formed by the vast energy fluctuations rippled out from the temple like one golden divine ring after another.

Shocking!

The nun looked at this scene in shock, the turmoil in her heart made her speechless.

A blessing ceremony for a hero could be so grand. What kind of identity does this hero have? How strong is he?

Maybe this time the hero... can really defeat the Demon King's army.

A somewhat absurd idea came into the nun's mind, but she immediately shook her head and put an end to this unrealistic thought.

"Help me in." The bishop, who was already over two hundred years old, said to the nun who was standing still in shock.

The nun bowed her head and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."

With the help of the nun, the old man, who had long since given up on Vatican affairs, once again stepped into this sacred hall.

The saint in veil, the priest holding a staff, and the nun with a frightened face, all crowded together and hid behind the Knights Templar.

They used their strong muscles and hard mithril armor to resist the impact from the center of the altar.

Even the priestess who had been in charge of presiding over the ceremony was mixed in with the crowd.

The priest who noticed the bishop's presence walked up to the old man and whispered, "Bishop Adrien."

The old man's somewhat dim eyes looked through the crowd at the blurry figure wrapped in light in the center of the altar.

"Is he this year's hero?"

The priestess nodded.

"You didn't preside over the ceremony, so who is doing it now?"

"It's... God." The priestess said with an unpleasant expression, "After I terminated the ceremony, Hades took over my control and completed the grace of God."

For the first time, the bishop's old face showed some movement. His wrinkled and withered face was slightly pulled and his pupils dilated.

"How many times has this been a divine grace?" the bishop asked in a somewhat dry voice.

"The twenty-seventh time." Even the priestess herself doubted the truth of this statement, but she had witnessed the divine grace time and time again with her own eyes, so she had to believe it.

From the second astonishment, to the third shock, and then to the twenty-seventh numbness, God knows what kind of long mental journey she went through during this period of time.

But there is no doubt that this hero is definitely a freak.

The old man was silent for a while and then said to the priestess, "Do you know what the hero's divine grace ceremony represents?"

"It means that God has not given up on us, Greenwell." said the priestess.

"Wrong. The Divine Grace Ceremony represents the potential of the hero. The more powerful the potential of the hero, the more blessings he can receive."

"A brave warrior who can receive one or two blessings can become an excellent general. A brave warrior who receives three or more blessings has a chance to become a saint. A brave warrior who receives ten or more blessings has a chance to be on par with gods.

Of course, this does not include special beings like Gran Sage, who can create equipment with the power of gods with mortal bodies. "The old man sighed.

“It has been more than 1,300 years since the first Hero Summoning Ceremony, and every ten years an outstanding talent is provided to Greenwell.