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Chapter 524: The Ambition of the Witch Heart Demon
"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Soul Death Arrow directly blasted a huge wound with a diameter of more than one meter on the chest of the Sand Giant. The power contained in it was even more powerful, and it blasted the more than ten-meter-tall Sand Giant away seven or eight meters.

"boom!"

After the sand giant was blown away seven or eight meters, he fell to the ground and made a loud noise that shook the earth.

In an instant.

The sand giant composed of countless yellow sands collapsed directly on the spot and turned into yellow sand all over the sky.

The Soul-Death Arrow shot from the forbidden object was quite powerful. The physical damage it brought was nothing to the Sand Demon, but the attack specifically targeted the soul, and even the current Sand Demon could not withstand it, and his control over the Sand Giant was directly broken.

If it was during his heyday, the Sand Demon, as a demon lord, could certainly withstand this attack fearlessly, but in order to pass through the protective barrier of the earth, the Sand Demon's strength is less than one tenth of it.

Even though he sacrificed the flesh and souls of half of the town's residents and restored some strength through forbidden rituals, it was still far from enough to make him ignore this attack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ghost Rider, who was pinned to the ground and beaten by the Sand Giant, struggled to climb out of the deep pit, then pulled out the chains wrapped around his body and fiercely whipped the breath that his soul fire sensed in the center of the yellow sand.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by an explosion.

The scattered yellow sand was directly split into two by a whip shadow wrapped in hellfire.

The Sand Giant, who had just endured a soul-death arrow, was hit by the Ghost Rider's chain wrapped in hellfire before he could even recover.

At the same time as the whip almost broke the Sand Demon's spine, the raging hellfire spread directly from the hell chains, sticking to the Sand Demon's body and burning.

"puff······"

After suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood and feeling the pain in his body and soul, the Sand Spirit realized that something was wrong at the first moment.

The fire of hell can not only burn objects, but also burn souls.

Being entangled by this hellfire that is like a worm on the tarsal bone would undoubtedly be a worse situation for the Sand Demon who has not yet recovered.

"Sand shedding!"

Before Ghost Rider swung his whip, the Sand Demon's body quickly turned into sand and became a sand sculpture ignited by the fire of hell.

boom!
When the iron chain fell, a hollow sand sculpture appeared on the spot.

Like a worm, the Sand Demon shed its outer shell and hid underground, avoiding the attack from the Ghost Rider.

but.

The demon of sand did not flee.

After a sand giant was re-condensed not far away, he roared at the bald man not far away: "Idiot, take care of your men, or I will swallow you before I deal with that skeleton."

The bald man, who already had an ugly look on his face due to a broken arm, immediately lowered his head with a pale face after feeling the wrath of the Sand Demon.

"I'm sorry, sir. That was just an accident. I promise that there won't be another accident like this."

Before the bald man could get the forgiveness of the Sand Devil after giving his assurance, thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.

【Thunder of Bossat】

Lightning drew a zigzag trajectory in the void, and suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blowing the bald man who lowered his head away.

"Pfft!"

The bald man who was blown away by the [Thunder of Bossat], although his chest was almost carbonized by the powerful [Thunder of Bossat], he did not die immediately because he was no longer a human being after believing in the devil.

Instead, he tried his best to stretch his other arm, which was paralyzed by lightning, towards his waist pocket.

There is a place where he can heal his injuries and even turn the tide against adversity.

As long as he got that thing, he could make the bastard who attacked him pay the price.

"Damn it! You actually attacked me while I was apologizing to the Demon Lord! Wait, once I get that, I will skin you alive!"

The bald man, who was gritting his teeth in hatred, kept roaring in his heart.

A gunshot similar to a dragon's roar once again echoed throughout the battlefield.

"boom!"

next second.

The bald man's head exploded instantly, like a burst watermelon, with juice splashing everywhere.

The bald man who organized the attack by the devil's followers didn't even have a chance to leave before he was shot in the head by Ailin.

With the cooperation of Wang, they quickly took care of the bald man.

Other mages in the New York Sanctuary.

He also dealt with another extraordinary person who had obtained the gift from the devil among this group of devil believers, and successfully captured one alive.

After dealing with the extraordinary people among this group of demon believers.

The remaining ordinary people holding weapons are certainly no match for the temple mages.

While the king was encircling and suppressing the demon followers who were starting to escape, Ailin strolled beside the headless body of the bald man.

Then from his pocket.

He took out a small demon pendant.

This demon pendant is not carved with Mephistopheles, whom the bald man and his companions believe in, but a demon with a black goat's head.

Ailin, who had no knowledge of demons, did not recognize which demon was carved on the demon pendant, but the moment he held the demon pendant.

All kinds of blasphemous thoughts kept drilling into Ailin's head.

at the same time.

A mysterious voice told Ailin that if he put those blasphemous thoughts into action, he would be blessed by the devil's pendant.

If the desire to blaspheme is strong enough and interesting enough, you can even "summon" the black goat to possess you during the blasphemy process.

After being possessed by the Black Goat, the holder of the Demon Pendant will have the power comparable to that of a pure-blooded demon.

However, after each possession, the demon pendant will take away something from the holder forever.

It could be a certain emotion of the holder, or a certain relationship of the holder, or even an organ of the holder, or the holder's... life.

"I see. No wonder that bald guy had such strong emotions after being hit by the king. He originally wanted to use this to turn the tables!"

Although this random price is somewhat dangerous, this demon pendant can be regarded as a powerful trump card as it allows one to briefly possess the combat power of a pure-blooded demon.

but······
A demon sealed into a pendant is really rare! The mental force field surged, shielding all his thoughts to avoid being sensed by the demon pendant in his hand. Ailin looked at the demon pendant in his hand with a playful smile.

That's right.

The demon pendant in his hand is not a magical item or a forbidden object.

But it is a real, living demon.

It’s just that for some unknown reason, this demon was petrified and sealed, and turned into such a small demon pendant.

The various blasphemous thoughts that had just flooded into Ailin's mind were just the other party's means of tempting Ailin to fall.

However, this temptation could not shake Ailin's spiritual realm at all. Instead, Ailin took the opportunity to peek into the essence of this demon pendant.

After playing with the devil pendant in his hand.

Ailin, who had no time to study the demon pendant for the time being, directly attached it to the [Ring of the God of Fire].

Whenever the sealed demon in the pendant made any unusual movements, Ailin would immediately draw out the eternal fire of the [Ring of the God of Fire] to help the other party calm down.

In fact.

Ai Linming doesn't need to say anything.

After being attached to the [Ring of the God of Fire], the demon pendant that had been instilling all kinds of blasphemous thoughts into Ailin suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the demon pendant that had become much more obedient, Ailin chuckled and looked towards the battlefield not far away that had not yet stopped.

The Sand Demon just finished yelling at the bald man after being tricked by the demon believers on his side.

The Ghost Rider, who had been beaten up by the Sand Demon before and had suppressed a lot of anger, rushed up again on his roaring Soul Chariot.

But this time.

Ghost Rider learned his lesson. He did not directly confront the Sand Giant, who was extremely powerful and not afraid of damage. Instead, he drove the Soul Chariot, using the mobility of the Soul Battlefield Soul and the constantly swinging Hell Chains to continuously attack the Sand Giant from a distance.

“Huahuahua…”

The chains burning with hellfire could tear off a piece of "flesh" from the huge body of the sand giant with every twitch.

The hellfire that splashed out from the chains and landed on the sand giant forced the sand giant to constantly shake off the sand on his body that was stained with hellfire in order to avoid the spread and burning of hellfire.

This seemingly ineffective attack, after accumulating over time, also consumed a lot of the Sand Demon's power.

·······
Holy Angels Cemetery, Houston.

Holy Angels Cemetery is a subsidiary cemetery of St. Michael's Cathedral and the largest cemetery in Houston.

Dozens of archbishops, thousands of clergy and tens of thousands of devout believers are buried in this cemetery.

It is precisely because of this that this cemetery has possessed a trace of divine power to protect it from being disturbed.

But tonight, this peace was broken by an uninvited guest.

During the battle between the Sand Demon and Ghost Rider.

Under the dark night.

A man dressed in black suddenly appeared outside Holy Angels Cemetery.

After feeling the sacred power contained in this cemetery, Wu Xinmo suddenly appeared outside the cemetery. He glanced at the name of the cemetery, and a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"Oh, Holy Angel Cemetery, did Michael really protect you in the past?"

After a sneer.

Wu Xinmo raised his right foot and walked towards the gravekeeper's hut in the Holy Angel Cemetery.

Although he had a disdainful smile on his face, after entering the cemetery, Wu Xinmo's steps slowed down, as if every step he took required all his strength.

Obviously.

Wu Xinmo was not as relaxed as he said.

Although the sacred power accumulated in this cemetery over the years could not stop the witch demon, its rejection of him made Mephito, who had just arrived on the earth and had not yet recovered, feel uncomfortable.

Jingle Bell.

As if noticing someone's arrival, an old man with a weathered face and wearing a gray-black cowboy hat walked out of the gravekeeper's hut.

Then he leaned against the door frame and shouted to Wu Xinmo from a distance: "Hey, man, the cemetery is not open to the public at night, please leave here."

After hearing this voice, Wu Xinmo, who was secretly struggling with the sacred power that filled the entire Holy Angel Cemetery, stopped and turned to look at the old man leaning against the door frame.

The moment Wu Xinmo turned his head, his pale and handsome face suddenly turned into an evil and terrifying face in the darkness.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this scene, and then he subconsciously grabbed a double-barreled shotgun hanging on the door frame.

After looking at the double-barreled shotgun in the old man's hand with disdain, Wu Xinmo looked at the old man and said, "I will not abide by Michael's rules. However, Carter Slay, you don't really think that if you hide here, Michael, that arrogant guy, will protect a person who sold his soul to the devil, right?"

"Besides, it must be unpleasant to stay in a cemetery full of sacred power every day."

As he spoke, Wu Xinmo, who seemed to be somewhat disgusted with the sacred power, suddenly closed his eyes. After feeling it carefully, he shook his hands outward and suddenly opened his eyes.

next second.

In the Holy Angel Cemetery, the sacred power that was suppressing the Witch Heart Demon was directly expelled by the Witch Heart Demon's sudden outburst.

After twisting his neck, Wu Xinmo chuckled and said, "It feels much more comfortable now, don't you think?"

After seeing that the sacred power that had "tortured" him in the past was directly shattered by the Witch Heart Demon, Carter Slay did not have the slightest joy on his face, but instead a hint of horror flashed across his face.

Although the sacred power in the Holy Angel Cemetery was "consuming" the demonic power in his body every day, making him feel as if he was experiencing inhuman torture every moment, it was also a barrier that protected him and prevented him from being sensed by Mephistopheles.

No one knew better than him the power of the sacred force in the Holy Angel Cemetery. After all, this was the place he had spent a long time selecting where he could spend the rest of his life.

If an ordinary demon came to this cemetery, he would probably be suppressed and unable to move by the sacred power that filled the cemetery, let alone be driven away.

But today.

A demon suddenly appeared in front of him, not only revealing his hidden identity, but also easily dispersed the sacred power in the Holy Angel Cemetery.

Thinking of this, Carter Slay showed great fear in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Who... are you?"

"I?"

The figure of Wu Xinmo disappeared in an instant like a ghost. The next second, he suddenly appeared in front of Carter Slay and grabbed Carter Slay's neck.

The Witch Heart Demon slowly lifted Carter Slay's slightly hunched body into the air and chuckled, "Why, you don't remember me? If it wasn't for me, how could you have escaped my father's pursuit?"

(End of this chapter)