Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

However, he didn't think that the man in front of him would have any say about his behavior.

As a demon, he targets the hostile church. Isn't this a perfectly normal thing to do?

But he saw something. He saw a smile on Vitan's face.

This kind of smile often appeared on his face, and it was a smile he was very familiar with.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, a sense of crisis was rising, and his heart began to beat violently.

Subconsciously, I began to move my body.

I can’t move! Why?

"What have you done to me?"

Diodora roared in anger.

The body losing the ability to move freely is something that no intelligent life can accept, and anger is a natural reaction.

"Look at yourself, you idiot!"

With a sneer, Vitan motioned him to look below him.

A black ribbon-like satin strip had wrapped around his body at some point, and it was engraved with symbols that looked like those used by humans.

"what is this?"

It turned out that I didn't lose control of my body, but my movements became slow, so slow that I thought I had lost control of my body.

"You didn't continue to yell. It seems that you are not a complete loser yet."

Although his tone was not appreciative, Vitan still began to explain himself under Viodora's angry gaze.

"Just as you imagined, I have used magic to bind the time around you."

"It can be said that, except for your head, the speed of the rest of your body has been slowed down by a thousand times."

This is the ability called "Numerology". It can be said that in terms of time and space, "Numerology" can be omnipotent.

In fact, according to Radix's narration, if one completely masters the power of "Numerology" or even the legendary magic, traveling back and forth between the past and the future is just a matter of thought.

"Why do you do this? I shouldn't do this."

Theodora was very puzzled. He couldn't even understand why Vitan suddenly took action.

But in fact, he doesn't have too much fear until now.

Although he didn't quite understand why Vitan suddenly took action, based on his identity, he was confident that Vitan would at most arrest him.

There is absolutely no worry about your life.

"You seem confused."

"Well! It wouldn't hurt to explain the reason to you."

He sat casually on a flat stone, supporting his chin with one hand.

Diodora could only helplessly watch as Vitan adopted such a condescending attitude.

He has always wanted to do something.

For example, using his own magic power to smash the hateful black chain that bound him.

Then he fired a non-lethal magic beam cannon at this bastard who was so arrogant and mocking him in front of him.

But the sad reality is that he is in such a condition that he can't even move.

"My goal is the same as yours, which is to get Asia who was abandoned by the church!"

"Besides, since you have already played the villain, I can easily take the little saint back, right?"

This is his plan.

If he really wanted to save Asia, he could just kill Diodora before she could make her plans.

This way, Asia can live peacefully in the church.

But the question is, why did he let Asia continue to stay in the church?

Such a lovely little saint, loving him with all her heart, crying sweetly in his arms, isn't this the destiny that Asia should have!

Diodora was stunned! Then her rage completely exploded.

"Are you taking advantage of me?"

This was an extreme insult to Diodora. He never cared about strength. He also knew that he could not be compared with those monsters with great talents and strong blood concentration.

But there is one thing: he believes very much in his own wisdom.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to plot against the original heir of House Astarte and gain the position of family heir by relying on his disguised personality.

But the fact that Vitan used him to achieve his own goals made him feel that the only strength he was proud of had been wiped out.

"You finally realized this, good!"

Unconsciously, Vitan gave Diodora an admiring look, looking like a teachable child.

"Damn..."

The aristocratic elegance that she had deliberately maintained had been thrown out of the window by Diodora. Even though the distance between them was more than ten meters, he could still hear the sound of Diodora grinding her teeth.

"Well, now that I have answered your questions, I should move on to my last task here today."

"After finishing the work here, I still have to go take my little cutie away!"

After stretching his muscles, Vitan jumped down from the rock and gradually approached Viodora.

Viodora spat in disdain. Even though she couldn't move, she still showed her disdainful attitude.

"Oh, so what if you caught me? There is absolutely no way I'm going to apologize."

The distance between Vitan and Diodora was getting closer and closer.

At the moment when Diodora spat, Vitan stopped, tilted his head, and sneered:

"What are you talking about? I never need your apology!"

Chapter 23: The Destitute Saint

No! The development of the matter is not what I expected!

Diodora's eyes were as big as bells because he saw something he didn't expect.

The sound of chains breaking was heard in the air!

"——Structural cognition is complete, now in the process of construction!"

It was a silver-white gun, held in the hands of the man in front of him.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointing right at the center of his eyebrows.

The demon's self-repair ability is indeed very strong, but the damage to the part of the body that is not fatal is also a threat to them.

It's the same as the situation with humans. If the heart and brain stem are directly damaged, even a demon will die instantly.

"Wait, wait, what are you going to do."

"I am the descendant of the Demon King Beelzebub. If you kill me, aren't you afraid of causing the Demon King Beelzebub's dissatisfaction?"

"I can apologize and compensate you..."

The obvious murderous intent could not deceive anyone. Diodora, who had not worried about his life at all just now, now felt his hair stand on end.

Diodora shouted fiercely. It is the instinct of every intelligent life to bluff or beg for mercy on its knees when faced with life-threatening situations.

After all, Diodora is a child, and she chose the most powerless and useless way.

But the problem is that Vitan doesn't care about him at all.

I felt a sharp pain between my eyebrows.

——Puff!

The orange beam undoubtedly penetrated Diodora's brain stem.

Her vision began to blur and her body was slowly falling. Trying to raise one arm, Diodora seemed to want to say something.

However, in the end, all he saw before his death was a stream of blood splashing on Cuiping.

"Recording completed."

After saying this, he took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then Vitan disappeared into the night again.

……

This is the boulevard leading to St. Peter's Basilica!

Normally during the day, this place is very crowded, but at night, it becomes particularly lonely.

Apart from the street lights, the only people left were two exorcists waiting at the church door.

And in front of the two exorcists stood a little girl with long golden hair, wearing only pink pajamas.

She seemed to be explaining something to the exorcists in an intense manner, but the exorcists just waved their hands impatiently.

Even at the end, one exorcist was about to attack the little girl with his cross in his hand.

The helpless little girl could only leave here with tears in her eyes, looking back every step of the way.

A man hiding in the shadows saw the scene, revealed an inexplicable smile, and left with the girl who was walking away.

……

The order to excommunicate her from the church was quickly issued the moment the Pope arrived.

After all, it was irrefutable that she had used the divine weapon to heal the demon. Even though she had tried her best to explain, she believed that the demon she had cured was a good demon.

However, the order of expulsion still came from the mouth of the Pope, whom she had always respected.

From a respected saint to an evil witch!

All these changes were finalized in just three hours.

But Aisha had no regrets about saving the devil, nor did she feel any resentment towards the church because she was expelled from the church for saving the devil.

Saving an innocent life is what she should do as a saint, even if that person is a devil.

The devil was the enemy of the Lord she believed in. Although she was a saint of the church, she saved the enemy of the Lord and was deprived of the title of saint. She could not complain at all.

It’s just that I grew up in the church.

She had no survival skills and had never even attended school. Where could she go after being expelled from the church?

She carried her own suitcase, which contained only a few yellowed old clothes. The saint's attire she usually wore had also been taken back. The only funds she had were those given by the church, and she had almost no funds left.

Asia's face was filled with confusion.

In the lonely night, the girl walked aimlessly on the street and finally turned into a park in the city.

Sitting on the bench, Asia looked at the stars in the sky, and a sad mood began to spread.

"I wonder if I will disappoint Mr. Vitan now."

Asia was a little surprised by this!

After I was expelled from the church, I felt pain in my heart because I could no longer serve the Lord all the time.

The only emotion left was fear of the young man who made her feel so comfortable when they were together in the afternoon, and disgust towards her as a witch.

"It will not happen!"

"Rather, I should be the one apologizing to you, Asia."

The man's voice was particularly clear in this quiet night.

The man's voice was very familiar. She had heard this pleasant voice many times today.

"Mr. Wei... Mr. Weitan, why... why are you here?!"

Asia stood up from the chair and looked at the man who had just flashed through her mind.

"Didn't I tell you? I came here specifically to apologize to you, Asia!"

With an apologetic expression on his face, Vitan naturally placed his hands on Asia's shoulders.

"Apologize... to me?"