Blasphemy? (1)

Diluted blood.

Yes, that feeling was all too familiar. It was just that the first bottle of blood hadn't been diluted and was too pure, so Saya didn't realize it.

But how come Wadsworth was able to produce blood that only the Demon King Nag possessed?

Where did their blood come from? Could it have been drawn from the same being?

That said, Nag the Demon King was clearly much more cautious Wadsworth.

Wadsworth sensed the astonishing energy contained within the blood and, driven by a thirst for power, chose to devour it directly, only to be corrupted by the will of the Evil God.

Now it has basically turned into something that is neither human nor ghost.

The Demon King Nag keenly sensed the dangers lurking beneath this astonishing energy, so he specifically hired himself, Witch skilled in potions, to study it.

Nag's claim that he created a super Magic Creature was probably a ruse; his real purpose was simply to thoroughly analyze this mysterious blood so he could absorb the energy it contained.

What a treacherous fellow.

Speaking of which, I wonder if there's another version of myself in the Demon King's Castle right now, helping the Demon King Nag research these mysterious bloods?

Even Saya herself wasn't sure if her original self would still exist after she activated her time reversal ability and sent herself and Qin Chu back to the past.

Logically speaking, I should awaken again in the Demon King's Palace.

However, the ability to rewind time was not complete. Despite consuming the souls and blood of countless living beings, Saya still exhausted all her Magic Power, and even her life force.

Even his soul was completely drained.

Her physical body couldn't even be maintained, and with the damned function of the Heaven's Chain forcibly binding her and Qin Chu together, she could only exist by attaching herself to Qin Chu's body.

Even now, Saya doesn't know if there will ever be another version of herself.

If you have the chance to take a stroll around the Demon King's Castle, you might be able to figure it out.

If two versions of yourself met, that would probably be quite interesting.

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Chapter 341 Blasphemy? (1)

Qin Chu's consciousness was still wandering in Angelica's vast soul space, which was like a great forest, and he saw many of Angelica's memories.

He would peer into Sylph and Athena's memories, but he had no intention of prying into Angelica's.

The jungle was even harder to find than the desert, with towering trees everywhere, severely obstructing Qin Chu's view.

The only thing that made Qin Chu feel slightly more at ease was that no matter where his consciousness wandered, he never saw any trace of being Evil God's Corruption.

Angelica's Soul World is like a paradise.

Tranquil and peaceful.

Perhaps this reflects Angelica's current state of mind; it seems she is very satisfied with her life now, otherwise, her Soul World wouldn't be like this.

Qin Chu didn't know how long he had been wandering, but finally, in the middle of the great forest, he spotted a different place. It wasn't the blood pool near Sylph, nor the altar near Athena.

This is just a simple-looking wooden cabin, perfectly suited to the style of a large forest.

Right in front of the wooden house was a nursery.

It is planted with all sorts of brightly colored flowers.

Angelica's soul was busy in the nursery, like a diligent little elf.

Qin Chu did not disturb Angelica's soul, but simply observed it from afar. The tranquility and serenity there possessed a magical charm that even Qin Chu found somewhat alluring.

He carefully observed Angelica's soul; it was pure, natural, without any impurities or gloom, like a piece of transparent glass, clear and pure.

There were no dark gray chains or scarlet threads on his body.

Judging from her appearance, Angelica seems to have truly not been corrupted by the Evil God.

Qin Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he wasn't completely at ease. He stayed there to observe carefully for a long time until he reached the limit of how long he could stay in Angelica's soul space before he withdrew.

However, Qin Chu did not see it.

Just after his consciousness left, a small figure suddenly emerged from a flower bud.

This little thing, like a delicate doll, had just poked its head out when it spat out. "Pah, you're the Evil God! Your whole family are Evil God..."

"I am the remnant soul of the Moon Goddess!"

"As the only remaining wisp of divine soul besides Moirai and the Holy Light during the War of the Gods, having barely managed to descend from the moon, how dare you mistake me for Evil God..."

The little creature was making noise when it suddenly shrank its neck, its little eyes darting around as it looked in all directions.

Then the little thing breathed a long sigh of relief; thankfully, that guy really left.

Her little hands pulled up the surrounding petals, wrapping herself back inside the flower bud. It was safer inside... Hmph, that guy would never find her hiding here.

To prevent herself from meeting that man, those things in the Void really went to great lengths, repeatedly hindering Angelica. Compared to Moirai, their methods were quite crude.

At first, she was quite clever, creating various coincidences to keep Angelica from speaking. But after Qin Chu noticed, she simply stopped acting altogether, as if she was competing with Qin Chu.

Speaking of which, who among those ugly monsters actually holds the power of Fate? The Fate Weaver? What a flamboyant name.

That guy's power must have been severely restricted, otherwise it wouldn't be so rudimentary.

However, those things are overthinking things. Even without their interference, He would never rashly meet that man.

There was nothing I could do; my soul was far too weak. Even getting close to that guy could reduce me to ashes, let alone communicate with him.

One careless mistake and you're branded as Evil God, your ashes scattered—who can you complain to?

This man's methods for entering the Soul World are truly appalling.

Now that I'm also inhabiting this body, wouldn't that be considered blasphemy?

The little thing clenched its fists. You're going to be burned at the stake, you know that, you bastard!

On the other side.

Demon King's Castle.

Ramon kept in mind the instructions given by Lord Horus and Candice.

Although he is currently at the height of his power and has the most influence and merit among the Demon King's princes, he should be even more humble at this time.

We absolutely cannot be so smug and arrogant just because we killed two members of the Hero's Party —our second Edrich is missing and presumably dead, and our eldest Daiaboliq is also dead.

Magic Creature prefer to solve problems with their fists, but that doesn't mean Magic Creature like arrogant people.

He knew his mind wasn't very sharp, so he decided to listen to Horus and Candice's opinions on this matter.

Horus wanted me to keep a close eye on the Magic Creature, especially the movements in the Demon King's Castle and the Demon King's Palace. He specifically instructed me to personally investigate and not to leave everything to my subordinates, since no one could guarantee that a subordinate had not been bribed by my other brothers.

Then Ramon obediently came over.

Candice also specifically reminded herself that although she had the potential to be Demon King, she should never think that she was Demon King now. She should keep a low profile and not offend other Magic Creature casually.

If you act too ostentatiously, you might attract the attention of the Demon King Nag, who might suspect you of plotting to usurp the throne and then eliminate you with a single move.

Horus said that he would be more powerful than the Demon King in the future, but the Demon King could destroy him with a wave of his hand now.

Because Candice instructed him to lower his stature, Ramon shrunk his tens of meters tall body to five or six meters.

Is that low enough?

This figure was completely unremarkable within the Demon King's Castle.

That's right, Ramon's body can be large or small, it's just that this guy habitually always keeps his body at its maximum size, because he feels that it makes him more imposing.

Just as Ramon was lost in thought, there was a loud bang. His head seemed to have hit something, and a surprising force sent Ramon stumbling backward. He couldn't help but fall to the ground with a thud.

This instantly enraged Ramon. Who the hell is this? Can't they see someone ahead... wait, is there a demon?

A pair of strange eyes stared ahead, only to see a round, azure sphere in front of it, at least ten meters in diameter.

Ramon immediately recognized the other party's identity: Korklaf, the Slime King, one of Magic Creature Seventeen Abyssal Demon General.

The king of the Slime race.

Slime are the most numerous Magic Creature, even more than Goblin, yet they are also weaker than Goblin, making them arguably the weakest Magic Creature.

It could even be called a disgrace to Magic Creature.

Even a human child of ten years old, wielding a wooden stick, could destroy a Slime.

However, within this weak race, a mutated being emerged. Its size completely broke through the limitations of the Slime race, expanding almost without limit and growing larger and larger.

Everything enveloped by it, whether it be stone, tree, or even living humans and Magic Creature, can be quickly digested and converted into its own energy.

It was by utilizing this special talent that Korklaf leveled up very quickly and his strength increased dramatically, eventually climbing to the position of one of the Seventeen Demon General of the Abyss.

Of course, Korklaf is very strong, and Ramon is definitely not a weakling either.

How dare a mere Slime knock him away? Where is the dignity of the Seventh Prince?

This is intolerable! Absolutely intolerable!

Ramon's face instantly contorted into a ferocious and savage expression. With a roar from his throat, his body suddenly swelled up, and the colossal creature, over fifty meters tall, appeared directly in front of Korklaf. Its massive fist, the size of a small hill, slammed down towards the Slime King's round head.

Judging from its appearance, it seemed to want to smash this huge, round sphere to pieces.

Upon witnessing this scene, a group of Magic Creature nearby began howling, eager for more excitement.

One is the recently popular Seventh Prince Ramon, and the other is Korklaf, one of the Abyssal Demon General. If these two were to fight, it would definitely be very interesting. Some Magic Creature even quickly set up betting odds nearby, ready to wager on who would win.

Just as the enormous fist was about to smash down, Ramon suddenly remembered Candice and Horus's instructions. The next second, the fist that was about to smash down suddenly opened in mid-air, and its speed decreased.

The furry paws stroked Korklaf's bald head:

"Oh, it's Lord Korklaf! Long time no see. Did I hurt you just now?"

Puff...

The sound, like muffled thunder, still echoed in the ears of the many Magic Creature around them.

Countless Magic Creature couldn't help but spit out their saliva at this moment, and shock could be easily seen on their messy, varied faces.

The Demon King is above.

Is this still the same hot-tempered seventh prince they know?

When did you become so easy to talk to?

Given Ramon's personality, shouldn't he have just started causing widespread destruction without even asking questions?

Even Korklaf's round body stiffened, the azure liquid flowing continuously within him. He seemed surprised that Ramon would suddenly change his nature. His head... well, his entire body was probably his head, and a large bead of sweat appeared beside it.

"Cough cough, I... I'm fine... Where is Prince Ramon?"

"Hahaha, I'm fine too. By the way, Lord Korklaf, come to my territory for a drink later. I've recently plundered quite a bit of good wine from the humans," Ramon said with a hearty laugh.

Candice explained that this would help to bring people closer together... no, to demons.

"Definitely, definitely..." Korklaf nodded, wriggling his round body as he spoke.

Watching Ramon shrink his body again, he happily walked forward.

The Magic Creature stared at each other, wondering if they were hallucinating.

Ramon also felt very uncomfortable with suppressing himself like this, but for the sake of the Demon King's throne, he was willing to endure it, not knowing whether this action would earn him any favor.

Just then, Ramon's eyes lit up as a familiar figure appeared not far ahead.

Aside from having a pair of black wings on her back, she was almost indistinguishable from a human woman... If viewed from a human perspective, she would be quite a beautiful woman.

She has a tall, slender figure with a perfect curve, with curves in all the right places. Despite having a very full bust and hips, her waist appears exceptionally slender, and her long, shapely legs have firm skin.

The area between the chest, waist, hips, and legs features exaggerated curves.

Her cheeks were long and slender, and her purple eyes sparkled like jewels.

A wheat-colored complexion can be considered healthy.

This kind of woman would be very popular in the human world.

Unfortunately, Ramon didn't like it.

Ramon prefers men who are more robust, have well-developed muscles, and have thick manes.

However, Ramon still wore an exaggerated smile, "Oh, my dear elder sister, it's been a long time! How have you been?"