messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 154 Don't Say Bad Words About Others in Front of Others
Mammon, in the ancient Galdean language, means wealth. In the New Testament, it is the incarnation of money and the devil who controls greed.

Just like its name, it loves wealth and treasures.But in fact, as early as the period of the holy angels, when it was still serving the gods in the heavens, it already had this paranoid love for treasures.At that time, all it cared about was gold, silver and precious stones, not its "master".

It is extremely greedy, so if it is said to take away a kind of evil from people, it is undoubtedly one of the most suitable candidates among the demons.

After listening to Mammon's words, Machel stared at it for a while, shook his head, and said lightly.

"I have no interest in you, take your sacrifice and leave, don't let me forcefully send you back."

After finishing speaking, he leaned on the workbench weakly and re-studied his glyphs. He wanted to find out what went wrong, which prevented him from summoning the messenger.

He didn't care whether Mammon was really powerful or not. In his eyes, only the envoy in the records could complete his career.

Because no matter which evil devil it is, it is impossible to represent the evil of all people, and it cannot be changed, and the devil is just a devil.

As for whether he has the ability to send Mammon back to hell, there is no need to worry about it, he has never done anything wrong.

He had already imagined what would happen if he summoned other things. He was a genius. In his own words, even if Satan was summoned, he would still be able to negotiate a settlement.

The key lies not only in the contract he signed when summoning demons or messengers, but also in his glyphs.

The platform on which the contract was established was created by him with the glyph, and this platform is crucial, making him the medium through which demons exist in this world.

If he dies, the demons will also dissipate in this world, and may also damage the power they consume to come here, thus affecting themselves.

This is the capital that Machel has the ability to negotiate.

"Alright alright."

There was a cold smile in Mammon's eyes. This arrogant human made it a little angry, but it had to be admitted that it really didn't want to waste its power on this weak human.

There was a flicker of light in its red pupils, and it moved its eyes away from Marchel.

"You are really an interesting human being. If one day you want to sell your soul, please be sure to contact me. I can offer you a high price."

Marchel didn't answer it, and he didn't bother to listen. In his eyes, mammon was just a product of his failure, nothing more.

Mamen, on the other hand, turned her head to look at the other side of the room. The panicked businessmen gathered together and retreated, but the door of the room was closed, and there was no way for them to retreat.

"Actually, I prefer to collect offerings such as gold and silver treasures, but if there are no such things."

It looked at everyone with a smile, as if looking at some delicious food, and raised its claw-like palm.

"It's okay to use you greedy souls instead."

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Outside Marchel's mansion, in Jeffries City, it was clearly noon, but the sky was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.

Dark clouds, blocking all sunlight, pressed low over the city.The air is dull and dry, making every breath very dry.

No one knew what happened, people only knew that the sky suddenly became like this.

At first, people just stopped on the side of the road and looked at the sky curiously. They thought it was going to rain, maybe it was a rainstorm, or it might be a storm.

However, this is not a big deal for Jeffries City. Jeffries City has perfect city defense measures, and ordinary natural disasters cannot affect the normal life of residents at all.

But I don't know who it is, suddenly found a group of strange carvings carved on the wall lit up at the corner of the road.

Then in every corner of the entire city, groups of glyphs that were thought to have been abandoned lit up one after another.

Black mist gushes out from the glyph, flying into the air with a terrifying aura, hovering endlessly under the cloud.

what is that?
No one knew, the unknown and dull air expanded the fear in people's hearts.

People know what happened, but no one knows what happened.What they knew was that the scene in front of them seemed to indicate that a disaster was about to come.

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"So, is this a demon?" John the Dwarf held his hammer and walked in front of the chaotic merchants. Looking at Mammon who was walking slowly, he smiled dryly.

"Is it too exciting? When I drink from now on, can I say that I have fought with the devil?"

"To be precise, it is a demon king." Jill corrected John's words, and came to his side, holding a dagger, looking up and down at Mammon, probably looking for an opportunity to attack.

Lorna and Lily also stepped up and entered a state of alert.

Among the chaotic crowd, they were one of the few people who did not panic.

Mammon also seemed to have noticed the adventurers among the four merchants. They were the only ones who had the ability to resist, but in Mammon's view, they were just slightly bigger ants.

Its bird-like mouth drew a cruel smile, and slightly lowered its body, like an eagle preparing to prey, and spread its wings behind.

"Be careful, it's coming." Lorna put the long sword in front of her.

But before her words fell, Mammon had turned into an afterimage and rushed in front of her, her scarlet eyes were still shimmering, and her sharp claws were raised high.

"boom!"

Mammon's sharp claws directly penetrated the shield that Lily gave Lorna, but this also stopped its attack for a moment, and this moment gave Lorna a chance to dodge.

Lorna rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and stabbed the long sword in Mammon's hand at the same time.

"Here!" The blade touched the devil's skin, and sparks were generated from the friction.

Lorna gritted her teeth, her palms were numb from the shock, but her attack could not cause any damage to Mammon at all.

"Lorna, get out of the way." Jill appeared above Mammon, and stabbed the opponent's eyes with the dagger in his hand.

But Mammon just tilted her head casually, and dodged Jill's thrust.

"Slow thief." It sneered, raised the other palm, and slammed it on Jill's body. Jill was instantly thrown out, and with a loud bang, it spun and hit the wall of the room.

At this time, the sledgehammer of Dwarf John also arrived.

"Ah!" John yelled, and the alloy hammer in his hand slammed down violently with the sound of the wind.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and under the surprised eyes of the dwarf, Mammon caught his hammer with one hand and took a slight step back.

"Oh." John's beard trembled, and he raised his eyes regretfully: "It seems that it will hurt after a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mammon let go of his hammer and kicked him in the chest.

His short body flew upside down, crashed heavily into the crowd, and knocked down a group of businessmen who were still trying to escape.

"Oh, it's easy." Mammon sneered, turning her head to look at Lorna who was standing not far away.

"You creatures are getting weaker and weaker."

"Hmph!" Lorna took a step back, and then, the long sword in her hand stabbed straight at Mammon's chest.

But before the blade touched its body, it was easily grasped by one of its palms.

"Why bother?" Mammon said with a smile, as if gently.

"I don't like to torture you like Satan. I will give you endless wealth and everything you want. Wouldn't it be good to just offer your souls obediently?"

His voice carried a different kind of allure, and under his words, Lorna's expression slowly became dull and lifeless.

As greed, it has a stronger temptation than other demons, and it can always lead people to their own destruction.

Mammon looked at Lorna with dull eyes, the smile on his face gradually changed from gentle to ferocious, and he stretched out his palm towards Lorna's face.

"Snapped."

Just as its hand was about to touch Lorna, a hand grabbed its wrist.

This made Mammon stunned for a moment, because it didn't feel anyone approaching it at all.

"Who?" Its eyes turned cold, and it looked to its side.

"So, why do you think you are stronger than that messenger?"

Chu held Mammon's hand and asked indifferently.

(End of this chapter)