Blocking the Door
The sheriff, being melted inside the iron pot, did not exhibit the obsessive and fanatical demeanor often seen when attacked by Survivors. Instead, he was writhing in extreme pain, with wails rising and falling incessantly.
[Lan Cijiu]'s cooking can bypass [Mother Goddess]'s Clone projection technology and directly reach real citizens from a super long distance!
This caused the popularity of [Lan Cijiu], which had just surged after a series of brilliant moves, to plummet in the Virtual World's Livestream Room, while fantasy works featuring him as the villain who suffered defeat and humiliation were increasing at a rate of tens of thousands per second.
His popularity plummeted to zero in an instant, and then began a meteoric rise into negative numbers.
[Lan Cijiu] As a temporary citizen, the virtual avatar has no copyright protection and is open to the public for use.
Even black and red are still red, and more and more citizens are turning their attention to this galaxy.
[Lan Cijiu] was unaware of all this, and was simply preoccupied with his own affairs.
Of course, even if [Lan Cijiu] knew, he wouldn't care.
After finishing cooking, [Lan Cijiu] poured the cooked food from the iron pot into a huge scarlet Array Formation in front of him, just like feeding pigs.
"You're all useless. I've spent so much time collecting you, and it's still not enough?"
[Lan Cijiu] really makes me feel like I'm crawling on grass.
He originally planned to send bodyguards from all over the world to protect himself and help him recover his Attributes.
Logically speaking, using his method, he could easily summon a few creatures with 25 Attributes each.
But even with three Survivors, sixty-seven citizens, and seventeen sheriffs in his hands, he still can't activate the summoning array.
The Survivors have been checked and there are no problems; the main issue is with the local citizens.
"I originally thought that the strength of the strong was either accumulated through years of arduous training or obtained through life-or-death battles, but I never expected that it could be obtained through pleasure like you!"
The consciousness of countless citizens was drawn by the crimson aura of the magic circle, breaking free from the protection of the [Mother Goddess], and continuously flowing into the circle to serve as fuel.
But he clearly sensed that the Origin consciousness of more than twenty Ordinary Citizens could not match the quality of a single Survivor.
"You guys are such maggots!"
They threw in another dozen or so citizens, and [Lan Cijiu] couldn't help but complain again.
These citizens are so powerful purely because of some kind of "connections," enjoying the legacy of Previous Civilization members.
According to the information gleaned by [Lan Cijiu] 'Talent, the Previous Civilization [Eternal Paradise] painstakingly developed for 100,000 years after entering the interstellar era, but then suffered an internal split and fought a thunderous war that lasted for 10,000 years, which directly wiped out the civilization.
Then the [Mother Goddess] appeared out of nowhere, inherited the legacy, feared war, resolved most conflicts, and steered the entire civilization towards entertainment, feeding it with endless pleasure in an attempt to avoid the flames of war.
This is the behavior of a spendthrift.
If we refrain from development out of fear of civil war, what's the difference between that and never having developed at all?
Just as [Lan Cijiu] was pondering the background of this era, a new pot of citizens was cooked in his hands, and more than a dozen citizens were transformed into scarlet fuel and poured into the magic circle.
The magic circle stopped absorbing fuel and began operating at high speed.
Seeing this, [Lan Cijiu] casually made the iron pot free, and a heavy drop of golden life essence blood condensed in his palm.
The Sacrifice blood fell onto the nine-layered profound magic array, causing the dark engravings to boil. Streams of light Cycle along the circular patterns, like flowing, congealed blood, and the burning blood fire looked unsettling.
Crimson and black are the main colors of this magic circle. In addition, there are some indistinct shapes that [Lan Cijiu] threw out and fixed in place.
A causal connection was established at this moment; sulfur mixed with the smell of blood seeped out from the magic circle, and the surrounding thin Fixed Star matter was pushed aside.
Within the magic circle, an Anti-God Hexagram pattern began to tremble, then rose abruptly from its flat form, creating an unsightly crease.
Crimson mist Spread from it, even causing the surrounding space to visibly distort.
[Lan Cijiu] remained unmoved by the distortion of his own body, staring expressionlessly at the Devil standing opposite him.
The dimensional rift continued to widen, and a huge passage spanning tens of feet was finally formed. Thick, viscous, blackish-red demonic waves surged endlessly, resembling an endless sea of menstrual blood as far as the eye could see.
In the middle of the vast ocean, amidst the surging waves, a towering and imposing giant humanoid silhouette slowly rises upwards.
The outline of the skeletal wings, powerful enough to obscure the Fixed Stars, slowly unfurled within the black mist, and a tremendous pressure exploded outwards, causing the entire airspace to tremble slightly.
Radial rays burst forth from the gaps in the waves, and the dim light emanating from the tip of the magic horn momentarily tried to capture [Lan Cijiu's ] mind.
A kind of Transcendent Rank mind manipulation, weakened through layers of worlds, descended upon [Lan Cijiu], causing one of his Epic- level Abjuration items to shatter and nearly be completely destroyed.
"Don't try any tricks. I dare to summon you because I have my own reasons."
[Lan Cijiu] waved his hand coldly, and an old parchment scroll appeared in his hand.
The Contract took effect instantly, and dark blood, boiling like molten lava, immediately flowed from the eyes of the Demon Lord on the other side of the passage.
"Hehehe... Of course I know, after all... you are the first person I've ever seen who dared to make a Contract with Devil."
From the depths of the rift came the low, mocking laughter of the Demon Lord.
"Of course, I'm your first man."
[Lan Cijiu] was not annoyed by the Demon Lord's teasing; instead, he revealed a sly smile.
"Your Majesty, you wouldn't want your real name to be known by others, would you?"
The Devil is born from the abyss.
Born of Devil, imbued with all kinds of bitterness and malevolence.
The heavens viewed it as a calamity, different from hell and demons.
Its strength can Shattered Stars, but its dispersion causes chaos; its military resources are inexhaustible, yet internal strife never ceases.
As long as the grief of all beings continues, the seeds of evil will never be extinguished.
This is Devil.
Devil have no taboos, their only weakness is their true name.
[Lan Cijiu] allows you to filter out information that Transcendent Rank, but you can also choose not to filter it and bear the enormous consequences.
[Lan Cijiu] I learned His true name during my adventure, which is theoretically like having His remote control.
With just a slight touch, He'll start... oh ho ho.
But the moment he learned his true name, this Demon Lord somehow became aware of his existence and attempted to end him by Rewind time across worlds.
[Lan Cijiu] evaded the first wave and instantly signed an unequal Contract using His true name.
Even so, [Lan Cijiu] remained extremely cautious.
The Demon Lord remained unfazed, continuing to sneer, "I don't know how an ant like you, who hasn't even reached the level of a Greater Demon, knows my true name, but that's your prerogative."
"Tell me your wish."
"Send two Greater Demons to protect me through this Large Dungeon." [Lan Cijiu] remained expressionless.
"How about I personally come to serve you?"
"No need."
The Demon Lord's laughter echoed from the other side of the rift, and countless scarlet flowers and plants began to grow in the Void.
"Hehehe... As you wish."
What do they need to do?
"One follows me, one blocks the door."