Xina had already been jolted awake by boiling water poured over her, but what good was waking up?
She had already fallen into despair and only wanted a quick death. She did not want to live another moment.
But she did not even have the strength to kill herself. All she could do was remain bound to the cross and watch herself about to be burned to ashes.
Unexpectedly, a turning point appeared. A voice claiming to be a demon sounded beneath the cross. Following the voice, she looked down and saw a strange metal box.
The demon, whose true body might still have been in hell, then conjured a mass of holy water from thin air and scorched the Priest who had condemned her.
"Heh..." Watching the Priest clutch his face and howl, Xina felt somewhat vindicated.
Even if this was the power of a demon, she could not possibly see it as darker than the Priest.
When a voice suddenly rang out in her mind, she realized that the demon had probably invaded her heart through that box.
Have I fallen? So be it. Compared with the so-called God, I would rather serve a demon.
Xina's eyes lit up. She did not want to be burned to death, and her desire to live blossomed once more.
A demon had truly come. This was her only hope.
She desperately responded to the voice in her mind. "I'm willing! I'm willing to do anything! I'm willing to sell you my soul!"
"..." Mo Qiong was speechless. Why would I want your soul? Can it even be eaten?
With his current Mental Power, he could not control anyone at all. Even if the person was willing, it would be useless.
All he could do was establish a Mental Connection. As for