Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

It was the poor sister who was lying on the desk, not even a complete body.

"Even if you take revenge, both body and soul will belong to me?"

As Vitan spoke, light suddenly burst out from under his feet, and a magic circle used for the contract emerged.

"Body and soul..."

Akabane Raishin muttered to himself for a while, then laughed out loud with his face tilted back.

"It is indeed very consistent with the price the devil wants to charge."

"Then take it, my body, my flesh, my soul, if you can give me the power to defeat that traitor."

As Akabane Raizin's words suddenly fell, the contract formation under Vitan's feet suddenly expanded, completely covering Akabane Raizin.

At the same time, a huge amount of information was transmitted into Akabane Raima's mind using the contract array as a medium.

"So, do you feel deeply wrong about your previous statement that swordsmanship is useless?"

The message that Vitan conveyed to Akabane Raimin was nothing else.

These are battle images and sword-fighting annotations of demons who are skilled in swordsmanship in the history of the underworld from ancient times to the present.

With one sword, you can split mountains and break seas.

With one sword, he beheaded thousands of enemy soldiers.

"Is this what swordsmanship can do?"

Akabane Leizhen's hands were shaking.

This meant that he had been wasting his time for such a long time and had not been able to save his family. He could not blame his swordsmanship at all, but only his own incompetence.

"Not bad!"

Vitan walked forward and looked down at Akabane Raishin, his eyes filled with red light.

"On the road to becoming strong, any path is feasible."

“Can I achieve this level?”

Akabane Raishin looked up, he was more excited than ever before.

"No."

The direct denial made Akabane Raishin's mouth twitch involuntarily.

"However, there will be no problem in getting you to the point where you can kill your enemies, as long as you can digest the knowledge I give you and as long as you have enough magic power."

"Really."

After answering this, Akabane Raimin knelt down on his knees.

"In the name of Akabane Raishin, I petition Lord Vitan Asmodeus to make a contract with me."

The information that Vitan just passed to him was not only knowledge about swordsmanship, but also the way to make an ancient contract with the devil and his real name.

Akabane Raishin muttered this to himself, and soon the contract was completed.

The Asmodeus family crest also appeared on his forehead, shining brightly.

"Then, the contract is established. When you fulfill your long-cherished wish, your soul and body will completely belong to me."

Feeling the huge magic power in his body, a smile finally appeared on Akabane Raima's lips.

He truly felt that the possibility of him defeating Akabane Tenzen had emerged.

"I understand. Wait until I kill Akabane Tenzen, and then you can use this body as you like, Master Devil."

After saying this, Akabane Raishin stood up from the ground, bowed respectfully to Vitan, and prepared to leave.

Now he had to find a suitable place to live and train.

Although Vitan has provided him with enough magic and knowledge, it will still take some time for him to transform them into power.

"and many more!"

The voice coming from behind made Akabane Raimin stop in his tracks.

"Anything else, Master Demon?"

Akabane Raima's tone was very respectful.

Even though the power he obtained was extremely extreme, he would die immediately after fulfilling his wish.

But he did not have any hatred towards Vitan. Instead, he was full of respect for Vitan in his heart.

After all, no matter what Vitan planned for him.

The power that Vitan gave her was real power.

It is the power that allows her to become a vengeful demon.

"Nothing, I just like you so much that I wanted to remind you of something."

"Please go ahead!"

Just like a soldier waiting for his superior's lecture, Akabane Raimon was waiting very seriously for Vitan's next words.

“Sometimes, we need to look at a problem from multiple perspectives.”

"Don't let hatred cloud your reason."

Akabane Raijin was stunned for a moment and did not react to what Vitan said for a while.

"Stupid, do you really think your brother is strong enough to kill everyone in the Akabane family?"

"There must be a powerful force behind him, assisting him in completing this operation."

"Who on this land can help him do this? Think about it carefully."

Akabane Leizhen's expression suddenly changed.

Sometimes people who can’t see the truth of a matter are simply in a mystery.

At this time, all it needs is some gentle guidance from outsiders.

It's not particularly difficult to come up with the answer.

In the falling snow, Akabane Raimin left with a thoughtful expression.

"Master, you are really evil-minded."

"There is no need to sign this kind of contract with him. There are other ways to let him master the power."

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"Indeed."

"But why would I do that? I'm a demon, not a good person."

"He has no qualifications. The only thing worth noting is his blood and vitality. But these are not worth mentioning to me."

"For someone who has nothing, to want to exchange power with the devil, isn't it reasonable for him to pay this level of price?"

Vitan's eyelids drooped, and his pupils were filled with indifference.

"That's right."

In fact, Weitan's behavior was very good, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with Weitan's approach.

"Okay, today's protagonist will be here soon."

"Go and clean up the bloodstains around here, otherwise it will seem very rude of us."

Chapter 73 Day and Night

In the world of Devil High School, there is a profession called magician.

They learn from the legendary magician Merlin Ambrosius, also known as the demon Mephisto, who interprets and constructs the demon's magic system in his own way to create the power called magic.

The so-called magicians are seekers who spend their entire lives studying their own magic. There are many factions, including black magic, white magic, summoning magic, and elven magic.

Their research covers almost all magical systems.

Such magicians will also make a contract with the devil through the introduction of the Magician's Association. When they encounter danger, they can call for help from the devil. They can also obtain some knowledge that they cannot obtain normally through the devil, and obtain all the materials that are only available in the underworld.

Of course, the magician who summoned the demon would naturally provide corresponding tributes.

Since Mephisto is a demon himself, most demons are happy to make this kind of contract-like transaction.

After all, the benefits of a contract are proportional.

When a magician obtains materials and knowledge from the devil, similarly, after the magician dies, his research results will flow back to the devil.

This is a lucrative business for the demons who have long lives, are relatively lazy and love pleasure.

However, the prerequisite for signing such a fair contract is that the contractor offers sufficient price.

If there is not enough cost, the summoned demon will also be angry.

Like the contract that Vitan offered to Akabane Raijin.

These are soul contracts that are forced to be signed by angry demons because no qualified tributes are prepared.

He completely lost his freedom and was treated as a slave by the devil to be beaten and killed at will.

After his adaptation, Vitan became even more demanding.

After achieving his goal, Akabane Raimin will no longer be qualified to be a slave and will directly become research material in Vitan's hands.

There's nothing we can do about it. It's because he's not even qualified to be a Vitan slave.

……

Under the falling snow, two figures gradually took on bright colors.

A charming beauty!

A beautiful girl!

But both of them were wearing colorful kimonos, and the girl was helping the seductive woman hold an umbrella to block the falling snow.

Although the two people's temperaments are completely different.

It can be said that a person is like a gorgeous rose, gorgeous and dazzling but also dangerous and prickly.

The other one was as pretty as a wild chrysanthemum on the road.

But if you look closely, you will find that their facial features do have many similarities.

The two stopped at the gate of the Akabane family. The woman looked at the charred gate and murmured softly.

"It should be here."

"Ye Ye, let's go in."

As the beautiful woman spoke like this, the pretty little girl's left cheek immediately puffed up, her face full of dissatisfaction.

"I understand, Nitro."

(It doesn’t matter if I’m unwilling in my heart, now the one who is closest to the prophecy is you, Ye Ye.)

(I can only hope that the little brother is really as worthy as the military says.)

Seeing the expression on the girl's face, the woman called Glass also felt helpless and reluctant.

But there was no way. Even she couldn't completely ignore the military's advice.

What's more, the three daughters he created with his own hands were born for this purpose.

This is their inescapable fate.

With such a slightly heavy heart, Glass took a step forward, walked over the high threshold and went in.

"Glass, something is wrong. It's not snowing here."

The girl's somewhat urgent voice woke up the woman who was in deep thought, and she subconsciously stretched her hand out of the umbrella.

(It actually didn’t snow.)

(No, that's not right. This is a courtyard. There can't be no snow.)

This abnormality instantly made the woman alert, and the girl named Ye Ye had already stood in front of her.

But what appeared in their sight made them speechless.