Chapter 1150 Believers

In the bottomless abyss, in an indescribable world.

The stars and the moon make the night of this world look beautiful. But no matter how beautiful the night is, it can only whitewash the sky, and cannot cover up the desolation of the earth and the dryness of life.

This is a nearly deserted world.

On the abandoned continent, a lonely library stands quietly.

The library is decorated with prosperous decorations, countless books, attics and spires with gorgeous carvings, and painted windows full of stories. The whole is filled with a sense of religious solemnity. In addition, the only living being in the library is sitting silently at the desk at this time, looking at the void in a trance.

If Angel was here, he would find that its appearance is exactly the same as the statue in the underground hall of the Void Tower.

It is the Cruel Scholar himself.

The Cruel Scholar's eyes, which have always been calm, now have a little more suspicion, and even a hint of fear.

Its consciousness descended on Rasuderan for the second time in a short period of time, which was something the cruel scholar had not expected. The last time was because someone wanted to destroy the inscription hub, but this time, it was because of a person with a very strange soul.

The human said before that all those who peeped into his soul had an accident. It sneered at the time, until it really went to investigate, and then it realized that what the human said was not wrong.

The cruel scholar recalled the scene he saw after the consciousness descended before, and felt a palpitation.

It explored the soul land of the human, and then it found a strange wound, which was gurgling with soul power with a force that did not conform to any rules. Although it was very little, it was extremely pure.

This method of increasing the quality of the soul out of thin air made the cruel scholar think it was a mysterious thing in a trance.

But just when he was about to look through the wound and see the situation behind, he felt a terrifying sense of oppression, descending on him from a distant time and space.

It didn't even see what happened clearly, and the torrent of information full of negative emotions hit its consciousness.

This impact not only hurt the descending consciousness that stayed in Rasuderan, but also the body of the cruel scholar.

The consciousness of the cruel scholar was washed out of the soul land by the information torrent. At that moment, it even felt fortunate in its heart.

Because it had never experienced such a terrifying sense of oppression since its birth.

After feeling the oppression, the cruel scholar understood that the existence behind the wound was definitely not comparable to it... In fact, it had seen an existence called "miracle" among humans in the face of arrogance before.

This "miracle" is also a great figure that can look down on it.

But even that "miracle" did not have as much oppression on it as the previous one.

There are three levels of miracles, and it only met a human of the initial level of miracles. Perhaps the one standing behind that human apprentice is... a miracle of the middle and late levels!

When it thought of this, even it couldn't help but flash a look of fear in its eyes.

Who is that human apprentice? Who is the existence behind him?

The cruel scholar thought silently. From what the apprentice had thought before, it could be seen that he himself did not seem to understand the mystery of the soul... and the existence behind the soul did not have much impact on the apprentice. At most, it just flowed a little soul power.

The coexistence mode between the human apprentice and the terrifying existence behind him made the cruel scholar terrified and curious about the human apprentice.

"Both the body and the soul have strange places. I really want to study them." A cruel interest flashed in its eyes.

This interest made it more excited than the human it met before.

...

Angel retreated without a trace.

He didn't know what happened before, but at present, the cruel scholar lowered his head and said nothing. The pressure and prying feeling on his body disappeared. Now is the best time to leave!

Angel didn't dare to make any noise, but retreated quietly.

Seeing the door behind him, Angel seemed to have seen freedom waving to him

"Human."

The calm voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Angel turned his head slowly, like a broken machine, and looked at the statue of the cruel scholar in the center, with embarrassment and regret in his eyes.

Facing such a powerful existence, Angel did not dare to provoke it at all, and waited for its next words with a respectful face.

Even if the other party did not use coercion, he did not dare to run away at this time.

"You..." The cruel scholar paused, as if thinking about the wording, and said after a while: "Are you willing to become my believer?"

Angel was stunned. He had guessed what the other party would say in his heart, and even thought about his own sad end, but he never expected that this sentence would come from the mouth of the cruel scholar.

The so-called believers are actually admirers of the demon god.

Among humans, many wizards have insufficient personal abilities, so they will think of taking a detour. By believing in the demon god and obtaining the power of the demon god, they can achieve their goals.

The high-level members of the Profound Alchemy Society encountered in the Sky Mechanical City are almost all believers of the Lord of the Profound.

This kind of power often comes easily and can achieve the best effect in a short time. But the troubles brought by power are endless. After believing in the devil, many people have achieved great growth in a short period of time, but their potential will gradually disappear. Moreover, believing in the devil is equivalent to selling one's soul. Even after death, the soul will belong to the devil and there will be no chance of turning over.

This is the devil's method of tempting people with immediate benefits to achieve longer-term goals.

Therefore, becoming a believer in the devil is definitely not a good choice.

When Angel heard this sentence, he subconsciously wanted to refuse. However, he was facing a devil who was countless times stronger than himself, and Angel was worried that refusing would bring bad consequences to himself.

"Don't know what's good for you." A cold snort came from the cruel scholar.

Angel was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly remembered that although he had just obtained the "shielded" green pattern, he had not activated it yet. Obviously, his inner activities were detected by the other party again.

Angel was a little helpless. He refused the devil's request, and his fate was probably going to be cold.

However, to Angel's surprise, the cruel scholar did not seem to punish him, but just looked at Angel, as if thinking about something.

Angel was very nervous, but he didn't know that the cruel scholar was also hesitating.

It was a test to ask Angel to become its believer. Any believer of the demon god will inevitably be branded with the mark of the demon god on his body and soul. This is not only for the advent of the demon god's will, but also for drawing power from the believer and obtaining the soul of the believer.

After seeing the terrifying existence before, the cruel scholar naturally did not dare to brand the demon god mark on this human apprentice. It just wanted to test the bottom line of that existence.

If it leaves a trace of its own thoughts with this human apprentice, will it cause a backlash?

Curiosity about Angel suppressed the cruel scholar's inner fear.

Angel's inner resistance was within the cruel scholar's expectations. It is now waiting for the reaction of the existence behind it.

Five minutes had passed, and Angell found that the cruel scholar did not make any moves or speak after saying those words, which made him feel uneasy and confused.

If the cruel scholar really wanted to kill him, any method would do.

It did not make any follow-up moves now. Did it not care about his refusal? Or did it have other plans? Or was he overthinking it? The cruel scholar did not care about a small apprentice of his, and its will had left Rasuderan?

When Angell was thinking this, a sound suddenly came from the center of the hall.

Angell looked up. He originally thought that the statue had moved, but it was not the statue that made the sound, but the "starving" demon that he had always thought was dead.

The strange demon suddenly woke up, half-propped up his dry body, howled to the sky, and made a strange guttural sound.

With the appearance of the guttural sound, the whole hall was shaking, gravel fell, dust flew, and several falling rocks almost hit him. Angell could only keep moving to avoid it. When he came to his senses, he found that his position was right next to the gate.

Even through the hole in the center of the gate, you can see the dim light of the oil lamp outside and the old stairs that spiral upward.

Angel looked back at the central statue, which was still motionless.

Angel was delighted. The exit was right in front of him. He turned around and jumped without hesitation, trying to jump out of the hole.

But at this moment, a series of light patterns appeared in the center of the hole.

Angel hit the light pattern, just like hitting rubber, and he was bounced back with a dent.

After Angel landed, he looked at the light pattern again and immediately recognized it. This is an inscription! Now that the inscription hub of Rasuderlan has been destroyed, how could there be a complete inscription! The only possibility... Angel turned around and looked at the statue in the center.

Now, the only one who can make the inscription reappear is the cruel scholar!

When Angel looked over, the cruel scholar still did not move, but the skinny demon stood up slowly.

Its body was slender, and its entire body was covered with loose skin, layers upon layers, and covered with strange patterns. Its head had almost no flesh, only several layers of drooping skin.

It had one eye, one horn, and a bloody mouth full of fangs. Its appearance was terrifying and weird.

Angell couldn't recognize what kind of demon it was, but he could see that the demon's eyes suddenly stared at him, his eyes lit up, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and he walked towards it with a frivolous step while muttering something...

Its steps were frivolous, and it looked very weak, but it was very fast.

In a blink of an eye, it came in front of Angell and opened its scarlet mouth full of fangs...