Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"Which one are you going to choose?"

"Those who chose the second one, please come to my side and line up. Those who chose the first one, just sit down."

In fact, if it were the original situation, the host would surely die if he wanted to strip the artifact.

After all, the technology provided by Azazel is already perfect, and it is basically impossible to improve it further.

Of course, Vitan was not prepared to perfect it.

Why should he care about the guy who stripped him of the artifact?

But he now has the founder of this magical weapon in his body, so it is understandable that with her assistance the success rate is increased by 50%.

“That’s quite generous terms.”

Georg rubbed his teeth in admiration, then stood up and walked in front of Vitan.

"Then let's start with me. I'll be the guinea pig first."

"interesting."

"The expression in his eyes is not fearlessness, but indifference."

Vitan sneered.

This is a sign of having completely given up on himself. Vitan doesn't even need to use his abilities to know what he is thinking.

He didn't want to be a slave to the devil. His pride as a human being wouldn't allow him to do that.

But all his strength lies in his own divine weapon "Jue Wu".

Without the divine weapon, he is just an ordinary human being.

That's why he had such an expression.

"Come on, let's start."

Vitan chuckled and then stretched out his left hand.

All of a sudden!

A dazzling light burst out from the palm of his left hand, completely covering Georg who was standing in front of Vitan.

"..."

"You can leave now."

Vitan put the hexagonal crystal in his hand into his personal space and waved his hand gently.

Leonardo, a little boy with brown skin and silver hair, touched his chest and nodded silently.

As Leonardo left, Vitan also turned his attention to the last person in the room.

"it's your turn."

Joan of Arc, who was sitting on the sofa, trembled violently, and then shook her head frantically like a clockwork machine.

"No, no need."

"I choose the first option."

Joan of Arc was so scared that she almost cried, okay?

What the hell is a 50% survival rate? There were six people in total, and the only ones who survived were Leonardo and Georg, the first experimental subject.

If she really did, there's more than an 80 percent chance that she wouldn't survive.

Such a low probability...

No, that's not right. After all, she didn't even want to gamble with a 50% chance.

She doesn't have any heroic spirit of clinging to her bloodline. The most important thing for her is to stay alive.

"The only one!"

The corner of Vitan's mouth slightly raised, and he didn't insist on asking the reason for surrender. After all, this thing itself was obvious.

And looking at her shyness, she looked like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

Vitan couldn't help but smile.

Reality is so cruel, beautiful women always receive more preferential treatment.

Especially since Joan of Arc was a useful woman who had no conflicts with him.

He was also happy to hear what Joan of Arc wanted to say.

"Come on, don't you have something to say?"

Joan of Arc's body trembled again.

The hearts of people with excellent body development also swayed, and even armor could not resist her beautiful figure.

"that……"

"Can I ask what kind of demon I'll be assigned to?"

Joan of Arc pointed her index fingers at each other, her face full of anxiety.

"Are you worried about this?"

Vitan asked a nonsense question, but Jeanne nodded obediently.

How could she not worry?

Although in order to survive, she can give up some things that she doesn't care about.

But what if you become a follower of a demon noble who only knows how to enjoy himself and whose mind is full of pornographic garbage?

For her, that kind of life was worse than death.

It would be better to die here.

She had seen it with her own eyes.

What was the final fate of those saints who became the dependents of noble demons.

"Has your divine weapon reached the level of forbidden hands?"

Touching his chin, Vitan thought of Jeanne d'Arc. Vitan thought for a while and said.

"some."

"Just now your men acted too quickly."

"I didn't even have time to react before I was knocked down."

Joan of Arc nodded hurriedly.

She knew that this was the beginning of Vitan's test of her.

If you are lucky, you will be assigned a good position and don't have to serve those spoiled young masters.

It is even possible that they would be directly stopped by the demon king in front of them.

It would be great if I could really stay.

Compared to serving a strange guy with unknown personality.

Being able to serve the man in front of me is obviously a lot better.

He is very powerful and is probably the strongest person in the world right now.

The length is also right in her strike zone.

Joan of Arc had no doubt that even if she had not been captured, she would not refuse if the man in front of her took the initiative to propose to her.

I guess she would be very happy to give up her virginity.

At this moment, what Vitan was thinking was actually similar to what Joan of Arc was thinking.

However, what he was thinking about now was where to put this girl who inherited the blood of the French saint.

About a few minutes passed.

Vitan then took action, stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped the air.

The space in front of him was instantly distorted, and the black singularity continued to expand in a vortex shape.

Then he stretched out his index finger and tapped Joan of Arc's smooth and white forehead.

"Go over here and get tested."

"I have already placed the pass on your body. If you want to stay with me and not be picked up by other demon nobles, you must keep working hard in here."

Joan of Arc went there resolutely.

Although she is more cautious about her life, she never lacks the courage to take risks.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no point in procrastinating.

"Okay, let's go to the heaven next."

"We need to hurry up."

Chapter 6 k The Resurrected God of the Bible

"It always feels like I've only been away from here for a few days."

He returned to heaven again, and this time he didn't need Michael's guidance to enter.

The current system controller and the former system controller, the God of the Bible, are both here.

The heavenly realm’s defense formation, which was unrivaled in the mythological world, was useless in front of him.

He can enter from wherever he wants.

"It's not a feeling, you weren't away for a few days anyway."

The phantom form of the God of the Bible floated out of him.

Even with her temperament, when she really faced this moment, she could hardly hide the excitement in her heart and could no longer stay quietly in Vitan's body.

Actually, this is not surprising at all.

If you were a saint here, you would save the dying and the wounded, help the world, and take it as your responsibility to save all living beings.

If you ask him, he can get his life back without sacrificing any innocent lives.

He will definitely choose the side of life.

This is a choice that has nothing to do with morality or humanity; it is simply a desire for life.

"That's true."

Vitan blinked his eyes.

Looking at the azure water beneath your feet, even in the middle of the ocean, you can still clearly see the "Sea of ​​Life" with white sand and rocks a hundred meters below the water.

Vitan turned his palm upward.

A long-handled weapon that was silver all over, more like a halberd than a gun, and exuding dusk and blood all over appeared in his hand.

——『Holy Lance of Dusk』!

He was generously sponsored by the ignorant and conceited classmate Cao Cao.

In fact, Cao Cao doesn’t understand.

Even if he did not use his own extraordinary strength, Cao Cao, whose strength was all in the magic weapon, could not cause him any harm.

There's no way, what does this amount to?

It's like you taking someone else's son and stabbing his mother!

Which son will listen to you?

It's too outrageous.

"In that case, let's get started. You should be ready now."

With a flip of his wrist, the holy spear in Vitan's hand slowly floated up. The God of the Bible standing beside Vitan also floated forward and directly grasped the holy spear in his hand.

"Of course I'm ready."

“It wasn’t difficult for me.”