Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Throughout the conversation, Vitan and Erya simply ignored Allen and Westcott, treating them like pork on the chopping board, cutting and selling them at will.

Westcott watched everything like this, watching Vitan approach Alan without saying a word.

Facing Vitan's approach, Allen's fear had already reached its limit, and she really wanted to get away.

But no matter how she mobilized the magic power in her body, her body remained motionless.

When do people feel the strongest fear?

It is the period of time when you know the day of your death, but still slowly wait for the butcher's knife to cut off your head.

Fear will continue to accumulate in this process.

A fishy smell immediately spread out, and the color of Alan's thighs wrapped in black stockings became darker.

Vitan stopped in his tracks all of a sudden, and the expression on his face was quite obvious.

The magic power was gathered on the fingertips, and a dazzling golden light bloomed from the fingertips. Extending from the light was a golden thread.

And the golden thread pierced into Allen's forehead as he looked horrified.

The wet area expanded instantly, and even the sound of dripping water could be heard.

"How shameless! You peed yourself like this."

After finishing everything, Vitan waved his hand in disgust.

The special smell that permeated the space dissipated immediately, and the power that was firmly fixed on Allen was also withdrawn by Vitan.

Without the support of his legs, Alan's legs went limp. Completely overwhelmed by shame and anger, he collapsed to the ground.

"Whatever reward the Nun gave you, I can double it for you."

Westcott really couldn't sit still anymore.

He wanted to escape, but Vitan also pinned him down on the chair and he couldn't move.

Even though Westcott is the leader of DEM, he is also the one who usually controls the relationship between him and Alan, the world's number one magician.

But when it comes to his own fighting ability, it's really not that strong.

In the original novel, he really started to step onto the battlefield himself after taking away Erya's reversal crystal.

Therefore, he really couldn't break free from Vitan's shackles.

As for the deal proposed by Westcott, Vitan said in a stern tone:

"I'm sorry, but you don't have anything worth trading with me."

Chapter 6 k As a human being, you will have desires

Demons love to make deals with humans.

The scope of transactions is basically the soul, life span, talent, emotion and other things that humans care about very much.

The choice of trading objects is basically in two extreme aspects.

The first type is people who are full of sin. Such people have no bottom line as human beings. Doing business with them will provide the devil with many high-quality souls.

The second is people with high moral character, who are gradually tempted to degenerate. This will bring unimaginable pleasure to the devil and can also indirectly weaken the combat effectiveness of heaven.

But these are at best just the devil's way of diverting himself when he's bored.

That’s right, there is nothing wrong with adjustment.

To the devil, humans are just pawns, just toys placed in a cabinet that can be taken out and fiddled with whenever they want to play with them.

The same goes for Vitan. Under normal circumstances, he would probably be happy to agree to Westcott.

See what kind of pleasure this soul of his, which has become dark enough to glow, will bring him, and see how many high-quality souls it will provide him.

but now?

"Wescott, you know, generally speaking, demons won't refuse requests for trade from humans who are filled with demons, because that would be fun."

Weitan stretched out his hand and spread out his five fingers.

The dark pupils were filled with indifference.

"But when a demon refuses a deal proposed by such a human."

——Soul extraction!

"It means that the demons at this moment don't want to waste time and just want to plunder directly."

“Ahhhhhhh—…”

Westcott suddenly howled in pain.

In Erya's eyes, an illusory figure was being forcibly pulled out of the man's body.

This process is extremely slow, and the opponent's body is frantically competing with Vitan for the existence of the soul.

Erya's eyes were wide open, and he carefully observed Westcott's face, which was completely distorted by pain.

"How is it? Does this help your creation a lot?"

Vitan did it on purpose.

Because Erya said she wanted to see the process of the devil extracting the soul, so he tore the soul out of Westcott's body bit by bit.

Otherwise, with Vitan's current strength, how could a mere Westcott be able to compete with him for souls.

At the same time, it is precisely because of this that Westcott has to endure such endless pain.

After all, tearing the soul out of the body is no different from being torn apart by five horses.

And because the pain of tearing acts directly on the soul, it is hundreds of times stronger than the pain when the body is actually torn apart.

“Roar, roar, roar. I feel like I’m getting a surge of inspiration right now.”

Erya couldn't stop nodding his head. The strong creator's soul in his heart was already burning fiercely. Even the hatred that corroded his bones and marrow was temporarily thrown aside. He kept recording in his notebook.

Vitan's expression was always cold and calm.

Then he performed for Erya some tortures that demons used specifically to target the soul, such as roasting, cutting off, and tearing.

After all the trouble, Westcott's soul was still in a clear state.

But the look he gave Vitan was already filled with fear, and his soul was trembling and extremely weak.

This is why going to hell after death is such a painful thing.

The human body has a protective mechanism. When the pain reaches a certain level, the body will automatically go into hibernation to protect itself.

But the soul will not, no matter how tortured it is, it will remain conscious.

So there is nothing more painful than this.

"How is it, have you remembered it completely?"

Vitan asked without turning his head.

"Hmmmm, this is really an eye-opener. Now I have some ideas to add to my sequel."

"And the depression in my heart was swept away immediately."

Seeing the painful look on Westcott's face just now, at that moment, she felt that the torture she had endured for the past four years was nothing.

"Really? In that case, I'll just eat this guy up."

Vitan did not swallow it directly in one gulp, but slowly tore the soul into pieces and put them into his own mouth one by one.

There is nothing else to say, I can only say that this guy's soul is truly top-notch.

Westcott is a twisted fellow.

Just because their (magician) village was destroyed, the three survivors, Woodman, Westcott, and Allen, hated all of humanity, extracted all the spiritual veins in the entire Eurasian region, and created the original elf Takamiya Mio.

Therefore, it will take at least hundreds of millions of years for the spiritual power of the entire Eurasian region to recover.

If that were all, it would be completely understandable and we could just treat these three guys as psychos.

But Westcott is different from the other two guys.

The other two guys did want revenge.

Westcott was happy in his heart. He did not have any special feelings about the death of his compatriots.

After all, only with the death of his compatriots can he have a legitimate reason to destroy the world!

Such twisted guys are quite rare.

If it wasn't Vitan who was here, but some demons with a collecting addiction, their eyes would light up when they saw Westcott.

The comfortable feeling made Vitan's eyes narrow slightly.

At the same time, a large amount of memories stored in Westcott's mind also completely flowed into Vitan's mind.

"Yeah, yeah, that's good."

The expression on Vitan's face became better and better, and it was already an expression of extreme joy.

"Hey, Niya, I want to devour this woman's soul."

Vitan's abrupt words made Erya stunned for a moment, and then she waved her hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter! She means nothing to me now."

Just like Westcott, Vitan slowly pulled out Alan's soul, and then tore it apart piece by piece like eating bread and put it into his mouth.

During the process of devouring, he also confirmed one thing.

All the karma caused by Takamiya Mio during the Eurasian air disaster was caused by Westcott and Allen.

It was also the first time he had seen a human being who was responsible for the sins of tens of millions of lives.

"So comfortable..."

"..."

"belch……"

Sitting on Westcott's chair, Vitan burped a little unhappily.

He ate two souls of such high quality at once, which made him feel extremely full.

At least he felt that for at least three days, he was too lazy to eat human souls anymore.

"Sure enough, if you think this way, I should find time to collect Woodman's soul."

"But this time I have to savor it more carefully."

A thoughtful expression appeared on Vitan's face.

Although Woodman had never offended him, since he had already tasted such a delicacy, he would of course taste it again.

"Eiya, what do you think of this place?"

Clearing the unnecessary thoughts from his mind, Vitan yawned and said to Honjo Niya who had not left yet.

"How about it?"

Erya shook his head and looked at Vitan in confusion.

"It's okay. Now everyone is dead. This place has nothing to do with me anymore."

She wouldn't harbor any hatred towards a place, after all, all the people who persecuted her were dead.

"In that case, how about doing me a favor?"

"help?"

Erya perked up her interest a little, after all, she had witnessed the power of the devil with her own eyes.

How could such a person actually need her help?

"Yes, I have just taken over the ownership of this company."

"But it just so happens that I don't have much time, so I want to find a delegated manager."

"No, bye, I'm busy."

Erya, who was originally showing great joy, jumped up from his chair and ran out of the room.

It was just a casual question, and Vitan didn't expect Honjo Niya to agree.