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Chapter 85 The wise man standing on the shoulders of the devil(1/2)

Now, there are only two choices before Wang He

Follow the devil back to the abyss of the Western civilized world, or stay in this overlapping world.

In the former, authenticity cannot be distinguished, and life or death is uncertain.

The latter, according to the devil, is equivalent to announcing his death in this world.

Neither of these two is a good choice.

Therefore, Wang He chose the third path.

"Old gods, you haven't really listened to my thoughts. I rely on the power of faith borrowed from a certain true god to resuscitate and awaken you, which means that I can give you more of this power."

"This is God's instruction."

"So, on this basis, I would like to have a little talk with you." After Wang He finished speaking, seeing that the other party did not reply, he knew there was something going on and continued to explain.

He raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Allow me to be offended. Your fire of godhead is weak now, and your power of faith is scarce. Can I judge? You have lost your believers."

"I know very well. Even across planes, the power of believers' faith can still be conveyed. But you have been silent here for a long time?"

After Wang He finished speaking, the devil's shadow on the dark purple heart became extremely clear.

The expression on that evil human-like face suddenly twisted.

The beating of the heart also seemed to become a little more intense.

"A person endowed with the protection of a good god... I don't remember any human being who understands the godhead like you do. If you have any questions, please tell me directly." It replied.

"Protect?" After hearing its words, Wang He thought thoughtfully. It seemed that Edas really answered his prayer before going offline.

Thinking of this, he nodded, "There is no good or evil here, we are just using each other."

"Of course you can return to the abyss plane and slowly grow stronger. But the existence of a godhead that requires burning the power of faith does not leave you enough time."

"Even if you use violent means to develop believers, it will still take a long time. I believe there will never be a shortage of those in the abyssal plane who want to seize the weakened godhead."

"And I can immediately advance the same amount of power of faith here as before."

"So, I have a suggestion for you to consume the power of faith when you exist in this world and act for me, as well as additional advance payment."

"You lend me the portal and your own power."

"Of course, if there is a danger to your life, you can always open the door and leave."

Wang He proposed a loose condition to the other party.

Reduce risk, power, and contracts without tight obligations.

This was an agreement that was so easy and unrealistic, but he couldn't find any problems with it.

Because Wang He made it clear to the devil

He appealed to this demonic god.

Direct exchange usually looks not at value, but at the needs of both parties.

At the same time, he also emphasized

He obtained the power of faith with the help of a certain god, not relying on the godhead.

Even if you kill him, it's worthless.

Wang He used all his intelligence to pinpoint the vacant core of this god.

This was a deal that simply couldn't be refused.

"Human, my memory tells me that as a believer of the good god, your contact with me is a little too casual."

"In the future, you will definitely regret resuscitating me from here."

"I have accepted your conditions." Its voice was still dry, but it became slightly more spiritual.

Unlike the rumored demons who were completely cold-blooded and chaotic, Wang He seemed to be able to sense the god's will from its flower language.

That's what everyone will have

The will to survive.

Wang He raised his hand, "This is the deposit, which is 30% of the total amount."

He transformed the power of faith with the maximum output into a ball of light and slowly threw it in the direction of his heart.

On the huge heart, the human-like shadow disappeared. It was replaced by the weak dark purple divine flame.

It instantly appeared on the surface of the heart, and the dark purple tongue of fire stretched out easily, swallowing up Wang He's untapped divine power through the heart.

Visible to the naked eye, its range has become slightly larger, and the dark purple flame has become more solid.

Wang He continued the repetitive actions.

He discovered that the other party's godhead had a vaguely special charm.

The flames puffed out, just like breathing, gradually regaining some kind of "life".

Outside the demon's body, surrounded by colorful lights, the three cultivators on Hanzhou remained silent.

As soon as they arrived nearby, they found that Wang He was instantly knocked away by a human man who should have appeared from the "Light Gate".

Completely, devoured by the devil.

In Qingyun's eyes, this arrogant Kaiyang Xingjun paid the price for his recklessness.

But they are faced with a difficult situation.

After being observed by the young man's extremely cold eyes, his back was dripping with cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked before he knew it.

That being who exudes weirdness and resembles a demonic cultivator is definitely not something they can deal with!

This intuitive fear of a certain type of existence reminded him of an interesting incident he encountered when he was a young boy and followed the leader.

"Master, the vastness of the world is far beyond what we think. Beyond this world, there are endless extraterrestrial worlds. Among them, there are existences similar to the natural enemies of the human race. In order not to be captured by extraterrestrials, please give me special funds.

Come for a pre-exploration!”

When he was young, a seemingly crazy uncle came to beg for resources for some ridiculous reason, but was sent away by the boss.

In my memory, this great uncle seems to have disappeared. But his words are still deep in Qingyun Alarm Clock.

Now, his feet couldn't stop shaking.

Wang He's words about Western demons and his experience in the world of "The Void" all made him wonder in a certain direction.

Maybe I really encountered a powerful existence from outside the territory.

Even if he experiences it "in a dream", this fear may become a shadow for his life.

On the other side, Ximen Yunze couldn't believe this reality.

Human beings who just kept doing transactions died like this?

Why did she come here after taking risks and acting impulsively?

But then, the boundless fear came, which also made her give up thinking.

Faced with the fear of death, she could not think about anything.

But Lin Yue'er, a woman in green shirt, is unusually cold. Because of a certain secret magic weapon, she has not been affected by any spiritual influence.

Wang He's death was inevitable in her opinion.

"Sacrifice is the end of this world."

While she was thinking about whose side this mysterious being who killed Wang He belonged to, the huge demon suddenly opened its dark golden eyes.

Their fear completely disappeared at this moment.

The strange young man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen something impossible.

Without saying a word, he rushed directly into the light door in the devil's hand and disappeared in an instant.

The next second, the devil's palms were clenched into fists.

The protruding blood vessels on the back of the palm and the powerful tendons make it impossible to doubt the huge power contained in it.

Both Guangmen and the human man were probably completely crushed at this moment.

The cultivators were completely unable to keep up with the speed of the demon, and they could only watch blankly from a distance.

Lin Yue'er realized that things were going a bit wrong, and her originally calm expression was a bit shocked, "Ximen Yun, I order you to evacuate immediately!"

What was happening now was completely contrary to the information she had learned.

Wang He is dead, but the devil should be buried in magma.

She was supposed to witness all this, then successfully obtain the spoils of the demon's death, and finally leave.

This is information that only she knows in the sect.

A carefully planned chess game.

Absolutely no mistakes!

This is how it should be...
To be continued...
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