Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

Without exception, he absorbed no magic power at all.

"how is this possible……"

He looked at Su Tang with gloomy eyes.

This person clearly has the aura of a talisman on him, and the flames he emits smell like the Holy Lord. He must be inextricably related to the fire demon.

Turns out there was no charm on him!

To be on the safe side, he used black energy to suspend Su Tang in the air and shake him up and down several times.

Empty.

Damn.

Daolon paced back and forth in the room with a sullen expression.

He remembered the strange woman he had seen in the magic mirror before, the woman who made his three black killers surrender inexplicably, forcing him to blow them up.

She also has the aura of a talisman about her.

Could it be that she actually set off the flames?

But there is no mistaking the aura of the Holy Lord on the guy lying in front of him.

Daolong held the staff in his hand and frowned.

Could it be that his journey was in vain?

This feeling of reaching the treasure mountain without finding it is the most difficult... Wait!

Daolong's steps suddenly stopped.

Just because he didn't get the charm doesn't mean he can't get other things!

As a notorious demon wizard, the Holy Lord's good things are not just spells.

For example, the legendary book that records countless black magic and was written by the Holy Lord himself - "The Encyclopedia of Magic"!

Daolong turned around and stared at Su Tang with his eyes, one blue and one gray.

Whether the legend is true or false is not a secret to him, and he even knows what powers of shadow and darkness are involved in that book.

"Since you don't have any spells on you, you should know something about the Encyclopedia of Magic!"

Daolong didn't believe how someone who could use the Holy Lord's fire energy couldn't get anything.

According to the records in the history books, the demon king should not be so stingy...

The room was quiet.

Su Tang didn't reply, and he couldn't reply either.

Daolong obviously thought of this too. He frowned and walked to the bed.

A black energy was driven into Su Tang's body by him.

Ten seconds, 20 seconds...

Half a minute passed, Daolon's brows became tighter and tighter, and there were more and more wrinkles on his face.

The black energy came out of Su Tang's body and returned to the staff.

"A person who has never practiced magic... can actually damage his soul like this."

Daolong looked like he had eaten shit.

At his level, physical injuries are relatively easy to heal, but soul injuries require a little more effort.

And those were not just ordinary injuries, they were burned by the fire demon's fire.

It is not a lucky thing for ordinary people to be contaminated by the evil energy of the eight demons. Both their body and soul will be alienated by the evil energy.To be honest, Su Tang was just sleeping without other symptoms, which surprised Daolong.

Fortunately for him, if he had been replaced by a less experienced wizard, if nothing else, he would have stopped if he encountered this kind of anger.

"Boy, if you don't give me a valuable answer when you wake up later..."

Daolong had a sullen face and sat cross-legged.

A cloud of black energy flashed through, and a purple magic cauldron appeared in front of him.

"Dawasi Dumo Dali Xisu..."

After chanting the spell, purple water with boiling bubbles emerged out of thin air in the crucible, and then pieces of lavender smoke rose up.

Daolong waved his hand, and the smoke floated towards Su Tang, surrounding his entire head, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

Visible to the naked eye, the smoke was gradually thinning, and Su Tang's complexion began to turn rosy.

The eyelashes under his eyes trembled slightly, trembling up and down with his breathing.

It seemed like he would wake up in the next second.

At this moment, another black energy was driven into Su Tang's mind.

Daolong stood up with a cunning smile on his face.

"Boy, you should thank me for giving you the opportunity to come into contact with magic."

"Now you will become a shadow warrior and obey me forever - the greatest black energy wizard, Daolong!"

The voice fell.

A murmur followed.

"Obey... Daolong..."

Su Tang sat up from the bed with dull eyes.

At this time, the smoke around his head had dissipated without a trace, and his overall complexion suddenly became several times better than before.

"Haha, very good. My loyal servant."

Daolong looked at his masterpiece in front of him, smiled proudly, and then said: "Now, my servant, tell me all the information you know about the "Encyclopedia of Magic"!"

"Magic... Encyclopedia..."

Su Tang murmured, seeming to be searching for these words in his mind.

"The book written by the Holy Lord... was compiled by him personally and records all the magic he knows..."

Daolong's heterochromatic eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this person knows "The Encyclopedia of Magic"!

His efforts were not in vain!

Su Tang continued to say absently: "Queen of Darkness Xiaoyu...Holy Master..."

Queen of Darkness?Xiaoyu?

Daolon frowned and searched for this name in his memory.

It sounds like a big name, but...

He hasn't heard of it.

Daolong said impatiently: "Just tell me where it is."

"Where..." Su Tang paused for a few seconds before saying, "In a large library. The library is on a very high mountain."

A big library and a very tall mountain.

Daolong silently wrote down these two descriptions in his heart, preparing to wait for Su Tang's follow-up content.

It turned out that Su Tang actually shut up and sat there leisurely.

"So what then? Where the hell is it?"

There was a hint of excitement in Daolong's tone, but as soon as he asked, he saw Su Tang shaking his head.

"I don't know. It was this scene at the beginning, I didn't say where it was..."

?

Daolong felt that he had not cured Su Tang just now.

He obviously knew every word of what was said, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

What does it mean that there is such a scene at the beginning...?

Is it some kind of magical mirror created by the Holy Lord?

Daolong frowned and asked in several different ways. As expected, the answers he got were all unknown.

He was lost in thought.

It seemed that either the Holy Master was not so generous to his subordinates, or the Holy Master did something to make Su Tang forget.

Good, either way, it fits his stereotype of the fire demon.

"That……"

He opened his mouth and was about to say something else when suddenly the black energy on the staff moved.

There was a knock on the door.

"Haha... Zhengqi is really lingering... but that's okay."

Daolong looked at Su Tang, narrowed his eyes and said, "From now on, you can live your life as usual and meet the Holy Lord. You must not let him discover anything unusual about you."

"You have to forget Daolong's name. You have to find out more about the Holy Lord. You have to look for the twelve talismans."

"Then wait for my call."

"Okay." Su Tang, who was sitting on the bed, nodded numbly and responded.

Daolong laughed. He listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer outside. Then he knocked the staff and his whole body turned into a ball of black energy and disappeared into the room.

And the moment he disappeared, the bedroom door was opened.

A voice broke in.

"Hey, eh, Miss Makima, you can't come in! Mr. Su Tang happens to be undergoing treatment..."

Denjizi stopped in front of Makima anxiously. Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted by Makima.

The orange-haired woman stood quietly at the door, looking at the man sitting motionless on the bed.

Smiled:

"Long time no see, Mr. Su Tang."

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Chapter 3: As you command, my Lord Makima

"Long time no see, Miss Makima."

Su Tang sat motionless on the bed and replied numbly.

His eyes seemed to have lost focus and lost their divine light.

Machima was startled when she saw this scene.

She turned her head and looked at Denjiko.

"Has Su Tangjun recovered yet?"

"Eh... Actually, this is already very good." Denjizi supported his chin with both hands and shook his head: "Miss Makima may not know that Mr. Su Tang has been in a coma for the past few days. Fortunately, there was a doctor just now. Come and help with the treatment, and now Miss Makima can see her husband sit up."

"Doctor's treatment?"

Makima tilted her head slightly.

"Well, it's one...one...uh..." Denjiko nodded, and just as he was talking, he suddenly got stuck.

There was a trace of confusion on her face, she scratched her head and said, "I forgot."

"Hmm?" Makima looked at Denjizi with both eyes and said softly, "What do you mean you forgot?"

"I just forgot." Denjizi knocked on his head and sighed: "I have forgotten the appearance and name of the doctor, just like memorizing vocabulary and forgetting nothing as soon as I close the book. .”