Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"The reason I chose to help her was purely because I felt a little sorry for her after seeing what happened."

Speaking of good guys, he is definitely not one.

Even sometimes, in the eyes of some people, what he did was indeed good things to save people.

But that is just the process that will provide him with enough benefits.

Therefore, it is not right to say that he is a good person, and it is also not right to say that he is a bad person.

It is actually more accurate to describe him as profit-oriented and profit-driven.

Therefore, it is not wrong to say that the act of rescuing Sakura Matou can be considered an abnormal act for Vitan.

After all, it was just like he said.

No matter how you look at it, Sakura Matou is just an ordinary little girl. Her imaginary magical physique, which is extremely rare in this world, is actually of no use to Vitan.

The reason why I did such an unnecessary thing.

The first one is of course, as mentioned before, killing that dirty bug and rescuing Sakura, which is the routine for everyone who comes to this world.

The second is naturally that he also had his own children.

Watching my child grow from a cradle to a toddler and finally to an adult.

Seeing what Sakura had gone through, he would of course feel some sympathy.

"is that so!!"

Through lip movements, Vitan saw what Matou Kariya wanted to say but didn't say.

And the deep, lingering doubt and suspicion hidden in his own pupils.

Vitan raised his fingers slightly, and the lock of the mystic technique wrapped around Matou Kariya's neck slowly loosened.

"You should know that your doubts have no meaning to me."

"cough……"

"puff……"

Matou Kariya's thin chest swelled up, and after a violent cough, a large pool of blood and wriggling white worms appeared on the ground.

"Indeed, I am about to die, and it seems useless no matter what I do."

Matou Kariya's intermittent voice echoed in the room.

"But."

"Since you are willing to waste so much time and talk so much with a useless person like me, I guess I must have something you need."

Every scale that Matou Kariya produced greatly consumed his physical strength.

The situation is like this now, so even if he finds that he can communicate normally, he will not have time to express his surprise and shock about this matter.

What he needs to do now is to grasp the importance of the conversation as best as he can.

I have completely lost hope.

No matter what, at least!!

With his only remaining usable eye, Matou Kariya looked at the ceiling of the room.

"Why don't you just say it directly?"

He can judge it.

The Command Seals on him had been taken away by this man, and all the memories of that old man Matou Zouken had also been taken away by this man.

Under normal circumstances, wouldn't it be better to just kill yourself, a worthless person, or just leave it alone?

Anyway, since the Command Seals had been transferred, the connection between myself and the Berserker had also been cut off.

So it was very clear that I had what this man needed.

Even though I look like neither human nor ghost, I still have what this man needs.

"In the last moment of life, did sanity return?!"

Vitan nodded as expected.

This situation was not beyond his expectations, or rather, it should be said that these were the results of his guidance.

"That's a good guess."

"What I need is your soul."

Vitan stretched out his hand and touched a half-human-sized piece of rubble next to him. The power of alchemy was activated, and under the influence of Vitan's magic, the stone was directly transformed into a stone bench.

Then, Vitan sat on it like that.

"Although your life is very boring, a soul like yours that has been living in regret is more of a tonic for a being like me."

He crossed his legs, and the smile on his face disappeared completely, and his pupils were once again filled with cold indifference.

"So, what I want is for you to willingly dedicate your soul to me."

Yes, this is the real purpose of Vitan.

Devouring evil, kindness, a soul full of the brilliance of humanity, is the best tonic for the devil.

However, the conversion of utilization rate between direct and forceful seizure and voluntary contribution of human beings is completely different.

If not, think about why?

Demons obviously have the ability to forcibly take souls, so why do they go to so much trouble to make contracts with humans and satisfy their greedy desires?

It’s just that after satisfying humans, humans will willingly dedicate themselves according to the contract.

"I see, is that so?"

Matou Kariya was silent for a moment.

But it was only a matter of a moment, and in the next moment, his eyes became firm.

"Okay, but you should know what I want, right?"

It doesn't matter. His life now can only go so far.

If I could use my broken body to buy that child one last hope, it would be worth it.

"of course."

"Of course I can promise you this, but you should know that I can't make any definite promises to you."

Vitan raised his own eyebrows.

It's just an established result. For him, there's nothing surprising about it.

"Okay, take it."

"Not only my soul, but everything I have can be taken away by you as long as you want."

Chapter 4 K will definitely bring you victory

"Well, the magic power has increased a little bit again."

Swallowing the soul emitting green light directly into his stomach, Vitan could clearly feel the magic power in his body boiling.

Eating these two souls is a small improvement for a Vitan like this.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of the child."

Now, Matou Kariya has completely lost any signs of life, lying upside down on the ground with lifeless eyes.

A pitch-black lotus fell directly into Vitan's palm.

Then, his gaze no longer lingered on the remains of Matou Kariya, but slowly turned towards the berserker who had completely entered a state of silence!

A thick black aura emanated from the black knight.

Having freed himself from the fire blockade, he now stood upright in front of Vitan.

He was no longer in the violent state he was in before, and seemed somewhat calmer.

"Ok!"

Vitan snorted softly, and the black knight lowered his body and finally knelt on one knee.

Vitan also stretched out his hand and placed it directly on the black knight's helmet.

Class: berserker

Real name: Lancelot

Attributes: Order, Madness, Earth

Strength: A

Durability: A

Agility: A+

Magic: C

Lucky: B

Class Abilities

Frenzy: C

The level of all parameters except luck and magic power will be increased, but the ability to speak will be lost, and complex thinking will be impossible.

Keep skills

Magic Resistance: E

Because of the magic ring, he has the ability to resist magic, but his level has dropped due to frenzy. Although he cannot invalidate magic, he can reduce the damage to some extent.

Spirit's Protection: A

A blessing from the spirits. An ability that prioritizes luck in dangerous situations. However, it can only be activated in battlefields where military exploits can be established.

Infinite Martial Arts: A+

A martial art that was said to be unrivaled in a certain era. It completely integrated the mind, skills, and body. It could exert 100% combat capability regardless of the mental control (including frenzy).

Treasure: Omitted...

"Because of the lack of my own abilities, I use berserk to forcibly improve them."

"boring!"

Vitan sighed again.

"Forget it. I don't need a mindless beast."

He simply stretched out his hand, and Sora's body condensed into the shape of a magic book again.

"Sora, the analysis should be complete."

"Of course it is done, Father."

"It's just five hundred years of magecraft knowledge for a single individual. Ten seconds is too much for me."

Sora's confident voice echoed over the magic book.

"If that's the case, we can do it."

"no problem!"

As Sora finished speaking, powerful magic power burst out from Vitan's body.

It was like a raging wave rolling towards the dark knight in front of him.

But the Black Knight had no intention of dodging.

He stood there straight and firm, welcoming the baptism of magic from Vitan.

However, it's different from usual.

Normally, the magic power released by Vitan is as black as ink.

But this time, it was warm and gentle.

It felt like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing across the Black Knight's body.