Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

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On weekdays, most of the investigative work is done by Behemos.

As a devil, Behemoth has been to many cities, but this is the only place that makes him feel very special.

order.

This is what made Behemoth feel the deepest.

The city has laws that nowhere else has.

The end is coming, and everyone lives in fear of being dominated by chaos.

Behemoth has seen many tragedies in the world, and some people in power are pure executioners.

As a result, both sides of the wall entering the city are covered with dried corpses.

That is the most obvious threat to outsiders. 660

From the moment they step into the city, visitors will be constantly peeped and stared at with malicious intent.

Sin City.

Dark City.

City of Rot.

In the eyes of Behemoth, the people living in those cities have long since become mindless worms of the abyss.

They walk purposefully on the dirty city roads, without any hope for life.

Because they don't know when they will die.

exploit?

kill?

Or simply angering a certain important person will be executed by capital punishment.

And in these things, here with this will not see.

The streets are tidy and even Behemoth has a feeling of being in a real paradise.

And what is on people's faces is not dullness and despair, but yearning and love for life.

There were no corpses hanging on the city wall, and the guards did not ask for excess wealth, they just dutifully completed the tasks assigned by the higher-ups.

If there is really a place called Utopia in the world.

Well here, obviously.

"Sir, do I need another cup of coffee for you?"

At this moment, a light and ethereal voice fell into Behemoth's ears.

He looked back, and it was a girl dressed as a waiter who was speaking.

The other party's face is full of youth.

For a girl of this age, no matter how she dresses up, she is always so youthful and beautiful.

After gazing into Behemoth's eyes, the girl obviously dodged a bit.

She looked shy.

Because Behemoth, who has become a human, has to admit that he has too much charming charm.

The other party was wearing a suit, with a bit of mixed blood and a noble look. It was hard to attribute him to an ordinary person, but more like a son of a nobleman with a rich family background.

Behemoth smiled.

For a while, the ignorant waiter became even more nervous.

"No more coffee, can I ask you a question?"

When Behemoth spoke, his eyes glowed red.

Under the influence of Hongmang, the girl's expression became dull.

— Hypnosis.

The hypnosis that exists at the demigod level, the girl is powerless to stop it.

"What do you respect most?"

To destroy a city, first destroy its core.

This is what Behemoth has learned from hunting.

Whether a city is safe or not has an extremely important relationship with its rulers.

And after seeing this city, Behemoth was the first to become interested in the people in power here.

He really wanted to know what kind of existence it was that actually built a city on the wasteland into such a shape.

hero?

Hero?

Or, is this what humans call the savior?

This kind of curiosity, like a vine, wrapped itself around Behemoth's heart.

He even once had a heart to cherish talents.

"My territory needs such humans."

"Reject? No one can refuse a suggestion from a demigod."

"I will give him the blood of the devil, and I will bid farewell to the weak racial restrictions of human beings. This kind of reward, (chcc) has always been invincible."

Apart from being destroyed, Behemoth also has a hobby of collecting.

However, the content he collected is not dead.

but living things.

Ferocious polluting beasts, terrifying sealed items, and talented humans.

These are all objects of his collection.

different from the previous two.

As the masters of this land, human beings instinctively have some doubts about changing bloodlines.

But these doubts will disappear after gaining great power.

Not so much a collection.

It might be better to say that Behemoth is converting believers.

It can be placed in the human world by the allied forces, and is used to hunt and escape the god's mansion in the human world.

The true strength of Behemoth is obviously also a god.

God's residence will not dislike too many of its believers.

Even if the world is dilapidated, for Behemoth, rummaging through the garbage will inevitably find some eye-catching treasures.

Just like now.

Behemos had a very strong interest in the rulers here.

He wants to "persuade" the other person to become one of his own.

And as a reward.

He will bestow a drop of blood on the other party.

Once the blood of the true god is fused, the other party's genes will be altered, and when that time comes...

Humanity will be a thing of the past.

In its place was a head, a real devil!

However, there are many types of devils.

The opponent may turn into a monster covered in cysts.

Or a beast surrounded by bone spurs.

With a bit of luck, it might also transform into a strange existence similar to a succubus.

In short, all conversions are gifts.

As a favored party, there must be no doubts!

At this time, Behemoth used hypnosis to awaken the girl's deepest memory.

And after the girl was confused for a while, there was a burning admiration in her eyes. She seemed to remember something, and even her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Huh? Her brain was sealed by a certain existence."

"This kind of seal is not random, but exists in the whole city."

"It's a big deal."

While Behemoth was thinking, the girl had already pointed her finger into the distance.

But when the words came to her mouth, the girl got stuck again.

She seemed to have forgotten what the name of that place was.

Or simply...

I dare not say those few words.

——Spiritual tracing.

At this moment, Behemoth moved his finger, but saw a touch of spiritual power attached to the girl's gaze.

The mental power is like a swimming dragon, shuttling quickly in the city.

But it was invisible, so no one noticed this almost weird scene.