Goat-Man Devil stood high in the air, staring at the seals continuously forming on the ground. It could feel space being carved apart, feel itself being imprisoned and stripped away from this world.
It laughed, and its laughter grew louder and louder, bizarre and eerie.
"Do you still think I'm the same as before? Don't you know that my Golden Jar Company has now spread across the entire world? This time, you didn't destroy my companies!"
As it spoke, projections of hundreds of Golden Jar Company branches from all over the world suddenly appeared behind it.
These projections carried the human contracts of every local resident. Within the areas covered by the companies, every ordinary person had signed a devil's contract, and the final ownership of their souls belonged to Golden Jar Company.
If Goat-Man Devil wished it, it could harvest those souls at any time.
Inside every projected company, countless black specks flickered like starlight. Each flashing black speck represented a contract signed with an ordinary person.
These contracts also symbolized souls. Through the power of the contracts, it could draw the strength from every human body.
As for the spirit of honoring contracts, that had always been nothing more than a joke to Goat-Man Devil.
It was naturally happy to abide by them under normal circumstances, but things were different now.
At its command, a portion of the souls belonging to contracted humans around the world was forcibly drained. Many people suddenly felt faint, as though they had stayed awake for two straight days. An overwhelming drowsiness hit them, and they desperately wanted to sleep at once.
Some had clearly only just woken up, yet still hurriedly took leave and collapsed into bed.
The mental and soul power they lost gathered within the various branches, then was projected