Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

He just quietly counted his numbers.

"three……"

"two……"

"one."

"Very well, since you don't want to get out by yourself, then let me help you!"

A green vortex flashed in an instant, and the next moment, Su Tang's figure appeared behind Machima.

The Saint Seiya's staff aimed at that delicate head and smashed it down without hesitation!

"what!"

A scream of agony.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! It hurts me to death! Su Tang, why are you knocking me on the head when you have nothing to do!"

"My IQ, which is in the thousands, will be wiped out by you!"

"Pava...?"

Su Tang narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the woman who was massaging his head back and forth with her teeth bared.

It's not like pretending.

The main reason is that Pava's unique temperament... cannot be faked by Makima.

"Nonsense, of course it's me. Who else would be like this except me..."

Pava curled his lips, and in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped.

Then he blinked and a smile appeared on his lips again.

"Su Tangjun was so powerful this time. Pava said she was in great pain."

"Using Pava as a shield... Makima, you can actually do such a thing!"

Su Tang clenched the staff in his hand. Judging from the meaning in his eyes, he seemed ready to strike again at any moment.

You know, the Saint Seiya's staff can not only hit the body, but also the soul!

Looking into Su Tang's eyes, Makima smiled slightly.

"You know, Mr. Su Tang. When you raised your staff and pointed it at me just now, I was actually very happy."

"Before, you were too weak, too kind, compromising and hesitant. If it were in another world or in an egalitarian utopia after our ideals are realized, it would not be surprising for you to have such a character, but... in Not in this world.”

"Demons, war, death, hunger... everything is like maggots invading this skinny world."

"It's sick."

Machima looked at Su Tang with calm eyes: "So it doesn't need luxuries like kindness and gentleness. If we want to achieve our common ideal of creating an equal world, we must use all means and pay all costs, including me. ,including you."

"Ah."

"Machima, it's appropriate for you to take the art exam and apply for the Academy of Fine Arts, then be rejected, and then publish this speech of yours."

Su Tang sneered, not caring whether people in this world without World War II and Nazis could understand this joke.

But Machima seemed to really understand, and her expression changed.

The expression on her face was a little more solemn, and she looked at Su Tang seriously. Her red lips slightly opened and she said, "You... actually still remember this?"

Su Tang frowned.

He said with a somewhat cold tone: "It seems that you are very valued. The Holy Master actually even told you this."

He thought that when Makima said 'remember these', he meant that he still remembered things from another world.

After all, he has already preconceived the idea that there are no such things in this world.

So I thought that the Holy Lord told Machima about his time traveling.

Makima blinked thoughtfully.

She gently held her chin and said aloud: "Su Tangjun seems to have misunderstood something... But it doesn't matter, I have got the answer I want."

"I'm afraid I don't think so."

Su Tang said in a deep voice and raised his staff high.

Machima raised her head and glanced at the green light on the head of the staff.

He chuckled and said, "Are you going to attack me again? You know that I am using Pava's body now and may hurt Pava, but you still choose to attack?"

Su Tang's staff was frozen in mid-air.

Seems to be hesitating.

The former section chief of Public Security Section 4, now a popular figure under the Holy Lord, sighed and shook his head.

She took the initiative to take a step forward and approached Su Tang.

Expose your head to the staff.

"I often wonder, what is Su Tangjun's charm? Maybe it's the aura that's different from this world, maybe it's your unique view of demons and humans, maybe it's the loneliness hidden deep in your heart..."

"Later I figured it out. Su Tangjun is Su Tangjun. No matter what you do, you are the most unique in the world."

"So it doesn't matter if you don't understand it now. Sooner or later you will understand the necessity of what I did."

"necessity?"

Su Tang sneered: "Are you referring to following the Holy Master to create such slave-like equality, or taking Pava's body and using her as a shield? Why do you think I will understand you?"

"Because Su Tangjun and I are the same kind of people."

Makima said seriously.

"wrong."

"I'm a human, you're a demon."

The staff didn't hesitate at all this time.

As if it had attracted enough attention, the Saint Seiya staff held high in the air by Su Tang missed Makima's sight. Then, the moment the words came out, it fell into a green vortex and disappeared.

"Since the species are different, let alone the same kind of people?"

"Are you right, Makima?"

boom--!

Along with the smile on Su Tang's face, a green light suddenly flashed in the head of the woman in front of him.

It's like a hammer hitting a bell, just like Hong Yin Da Lu.

In an instant, the expression on Makima's face suddenly changed.

But...it's just one meal.

About [-] seconds.

This was also how long the smile on Su Tang's face lasted.

He looked at Machima who rolled her eyes and regained her composure, and seemed to understand something.

Sighing softly, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the green light in Makima's head.

The Saint Seiya Staff appeared in his hand again.

"Soul Defense Magic... The Holy Master actually taught you this."

Su Tang shook his head in disbelief and frowned.

how can that be possible?According to the character of the Holy Lord, others should be prohibited from learning magic. In the animation, even the librarian father is prohibited from reading magic books. Of course, stealing lessons is another matter.

only……

Makima must have never been exposed to magic before. Even if she learns it secretly, how can she start?

She's not a Saint...probably.

And it can still block the soul defense magic of the Saint's staff... Su Tang even suspected that this was arranged by the Holy Lord himself for Machima.

"magic……"

"It's something magical, isn't it?"

Makima's voice was as soft as ever, her red lips opened and closed, as if she was telling some fairy tale before bedtime, and whispered: "After cooperating with the Holy Lord, I discovered that this world is so wonderful, and how wonderful it is. There are so many things hidden. Everything is worth the effort to discover.”

"Cooperation? You were even forced to change your name, weren't you?"

Su Tang sneered: "Our dear dominating little devil?"

"The name is just a code name."

Machima said quietly: "For this great cause of equality and for our common ideal of peace, I am ready to sacrifice everything. And you, Su Tangjun..."

As she spoke, she looked into Su Tang's eyes.

Two rose-gold rays of light flickered.

'Om—'

The Saint Seiya's staff suddenly trembled, and a mysterious rune appeared in Su Tang's bright black eyes, blocking the invasion of golden light.

That was the little soul defense magic that the little mage taught him before.He once relied on this to look directly at Machima without the fire protection, which negated the effect of dominance.

but……

To deal with magic, you must naturally rely on magic.

I saw a slight smile on the corner of Makima's mouth, and the rose-gold light suddenly solidified, like a huge gun, moving forward indomitably and unstoppably!

In an instant, the runes in Su Tang's eyes dimmed. Although they were not broken, they were pushed back step by step, passing through the pupils, nerves, and entering the brain.

There is no going back.

The golden light disappeared, and the room returned to an ambiguous warm yellow color.

"What kind of magic was that just now?"

Su Tang tried to move his body and found that it was completely out of the control of his brain, like a puppet being manipulated in the hands of others.But fortunately, because the soul defense magic is still there, his thoughts and head are still his own.

Su Tang was very calm when he realized this. He gave up trying to twist his body in vain, just raised his eyes and looked at Makima, and sighed: "You have really become a lot stronger."

Magic, the fear of people all over the world...

The combination of the two pushed the power of the dominating demon Makima to an unknown new level.

For example, now, she can even cross the ocean, ignore the distance, and directly control Pava's body to move in real time, which should not have been possible before.

Machima smiled and said nothing. She just controlled Su Tang's hands and groped around her body, moving her hands up and down.

Su Tang's eyelids twitched.

This kind of behavior is really a bit of a perverted way of playing.If you take a step further, you can directly develop into heavy-mouthed comics.

But who makes him unable to control his body now.I can only pretend for the time being that I don't see all the chaos in my body, and treat it as if I'm paralyzed from the neck down.

"Machima, what do you want to do here specifically?"

Su Tang took a breath, stared at the woman in front of him, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you have something to say, you might as well just say it."

"It's been a long time since I've touched Su Tangjun's body. I really miss it."

Machima showed a somewhat nostalgic look and controlled Su Tang's body to suddenly turn around and walk towards the Simmons bed.

The distance is very close and does not require a few steps.

Su Tang was already lying on the bed, facing up to the sky.

At the same time, his hands went to the middle of his white shirt, and his knuckled hands unbuttoned the first button very familiarly.

Then, the second one.

The thin and transparent tie hung to both sides under the action of gravity, and at the same time pulled away the pieces of fabric that protected the chest.

"Machima, what, do you want to help Pava complete the small reward that should be given to her?"

Su Tang lay on the bed and watched his hands undoing his clothes uncontrollably, and smiled mockingly.

He didn't have much expectations for the next development of the plot.

If the scene were changed, the time was changed, and the person was changed, his thoughts would probably be filled with possible tension and expectations.but……