Miss Nancy was not surprised to hear this, but she would not admit it.
These days, do people just remain silent even when they know that arguing is useless?
Ron also secretly assumed that this was tacit agreement. Since that was the case, there was no need to deal with the other party's possible excuses; let's get straight to the point:
"Rest assured, the demon race is far better to me, Ron, than those chaotic and evil demons. In our eyes, what difference is there between those demons and ferocious beasts?"
By using the word "we" and belittling the demons of the abyss, Ron was trying to deliberately build a closer relationship with them, purely to prepare for the next round of probing questions.
The demon race is the epitome of order and evil; if they have any order, it would be a waste not to use it to extract information.
Unfortunately, Ron's initial plan failed, as Miss Nancy did not follow his wishes: "Here, there are only the camp of the gods and the abyss of demons. Your Holiness the Pope need not sow discord."
Ron, exasperated, could only switch from his previous seemingly casual demeanor to a cold snort: "Oh, really?"
The female demon's confidence is excessive. Could she really say something like that? Does she have some ulterior motive? (￢?￢) ?
Sure enough, the devil began to grow arrogant, his elegant and noble demeanor vanished, leaving only a deep contempt in his eyes.
This is the true devilish side of her; her gaze is like that of a being from a civilization of guns and cannons facing a tribe whose people are primarily armed with bows and arrows…
Nancy revealed her purpose before Ron could, and in her opinion, there was no need for further probing.
Even Ron wanted to lay the groundwork before trying to get information out of her! But all that was heard was Nancy saying, "Ron Lance, you have the opportunity to enter the Abyss. Since you come from a different dimension, why risk your life for this world?"
His gaze was arrogant, and his tone was as if bestowing a favor.
The demons personally extended the invitation, but Ron was not one of those guys from the Underdark.
What Ron was more concerned about was that it seemed his reincarnation from a different dimension had been deduced.
It was bound to happen sooner or later. The souls of the people from another world were far too powerful, so it was normal for the demon race, who came from a different dimension, to speculate about Ron.
Knowing is one thing, admitting it is another. Ron immediately pretended to be stupid, tacitly acknowledging that it didn't exist in his mind.
Ron has the right to play dumb. So what if he's a reincarnated pope? If he doesn't acknowledge the goddess, things won't be difficult for him.
Perhaps it would be better if the goddess publicly declared herself the Pope of Divine Will, just like those divine sons and daughters, beings whose divine will descends.
When disaster strikes, God takes pity on all living beings, and God sends down the Pope to shepherd them.
...
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Would the goddess choose someone from another world?"
After a brief pause, Ron finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Little devil, put away that devilish expression of yours, especially with the face of a woman from my tribe..."
"Do you know that you are facing the Pope!"
As Ron spoke, Rita released her oppressive aura at the opportune moment.
Unlike elemental cultivators, who rely on elemental pressure, divine magic practitioners use divine power to intimidate.
Masters can at least directly manipulate the surrounding elements; their divine soul and understanding of the world are sufficient. Legendary beings and above possess incomprehensible abilities to leverage external forces, enough to crush any ordinary being.
Of course, this generally refers to non-elemental professions.
Nancy, a demon, faced the overwhelming power of the angels, and for a moment her soul felt as if it had been struck by some kind of shock...
The female demon also turned pale. Of course, the contempt in her bones would not disappear, but Nancy, in her demon form, hid it very well.
Under the influence of divine power, Ron also saw the true faces of the two demons before him. Their human disguises faded, revealing deep red hair and blood-red eyes like the abyss sky.
Naked demons... I really hope this is the demon race that came to this dimension. The Pope's book says that black hair and red eyes are the highest-ranking demons.
Nancy's bloodshot eyes were fixed intently on Rita, while Rita was simultaneously preparing to test her divine magic.
Ron's consciousness was currently focused on studying the devil's appearance, and looking at it, those blood-red eyes were indeed quite intimidating.
Is this what the existence of evil within order is all about?
"Stop, stop, you two little devils. Now that you know you're facing the Pope, continue the conversation, continue the conversation."
"Besides asking you to respect me, the Pope, I don't deny the possibility of falling into the abyss; that's something we can discuss further..."
To continue trying to extract information, Ron went to great lengths, even saying he could consider throwing himself into the abyss.
In this way, even if they did not fully believe, the two devils immediately wanted to continue the conversation.
Ron wasn't going to tolerate them. After they regained their outward composure, Ron said, "Your real purpose isn't to make me throw myself into the abyss, but to shake my faith and cause the goddess to have chaotic thoughts!"
The other party's point is to say it.
Ron's faith? The goddess wouldn't trust us because of Ron's background? What a joke! He chuckled inwardly, but his face remained grim.
"You demons, you're really not being fair! You say you won't let me, the Pope, sow discord, but you devils are quite adept at it!"
Suddenly, the female demon's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, as if she were admiring the few wise men of the tribe.
"Young Pope, you certainly have a talent for magic!"
"Don't try to be a demon. How about we find common ground while respecting our differences?"
...
Seeking common ground while reserving differences is a typical otherworldly approach. If someone from this world attempts to contact the devil, the gods will scorn them… Therefore, even your immediate superior needs to be tested…
Gradually, even Nancy, the demon, became interested: "Pope, do you know that before you entered the Abyss of Demons, you were just a human? Were you making a deal with the devil?"
Ron slapped his forehead as if in a sudden realization: "Oh yeah! A deal with the devil, the reward is a soul..."
Ron feigned sudden reluctance, then suddenly uttered a tempting remark:
"My soul... how is it? Delicious?"
A bizarre scene unfolds: the female devil lightly flicks her red tongue at her lips, saying, "The Pope's soul...delicious!"
Seriously?! Does it have to be this addictive?
The female demon before him seemed to fantasize about one day devouring the soul of the fallen pope. With a shudder, she ascended to heaven…
The more noble and holy something is, the more it is considered delicious when it degenerates.
Fallen Angel!
Heh! With the intelligence in hand, we might have something to talk about with the Fallen Angels in the future. The Abyss Clan is quite greedy for such beings!
Unfortunately, even if she did devour Ron's soul, she could only be greatly disappointed, as Ron had never truly fallen from grace in the first place.
Seeking common ground while reserving differences is perfectly normal! Is it decadent? I don't care at all.
Nancy saw this as the beginning of the Pope's decline and her interest grew: "Pope, what exactly do you want? Seeking common ground while reserving differences, that's quite a new term."
Nancy thought to herself, "So you still say you're not a visitor from another dimension?"
Ron grinned mischievously and continued to think. "Interested? Good! I'm just afraid you won't dare to respond!"
In a short time, they managed to extract information and discovered that the Fallen Angels might be the key to their breakthrough...
"You demons, for the sake of your tribe's survival, are either advancing or retreating, and you're still trapped in the abyss. I, Ron, understand your attack on us. But while you're wreaking havoc on other worlds, don't we have a chance to cooperate? As long as you don't come to wreak havoc on us, but instead wreak havoc on other worlds..."
For example, Ron could be a double agent, secretly informing others that the Abyss is attacking! Or perhaps the demons are attacking a world ruled by evil forces; lending a hand wouldn't be out of the question...
The competition between the evil factions is far more brutal than the gods vying for faith.
Beasts fighting beasts, hehe...
Upon hearing this, Nancy's group looked at Ron with genuine surprise. (＠_＠;)
Is this person really the Pope?
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