Chapter 1
[Beep—System binding successful, host identity locked, network loading...]
Cassel was sleeping soundly. His sweet dream was suddenly disturbed and he felt a headache. He subconsciously waved his hand and muttered, "Barbatos, you are really noisy."
He turned over and prepared to go back to sleep, but the voice continued:
[Host identity: Cassel, a demon in disguise from hell. ]
[Age: unknown. ]
[Ability: Good at disguising as an angel, switching between purity and darkness. Code name: Sesame Glutinous Rice Balls. ]
Cassel opened his eyes suddenly, and all sleepiness disappeared at that moment. The wings that belonged to the devil behind him spread out and fluttered. Even the tentacles on his forehead swayed with his movements, like springs.
"Who are you"
Cassel narrowed his emerald green eyes and glanced around vigilantly. He was shocked when he saw it. This is not a demonic hell full of evil at all, but a strange, heaven-like place. The birds were singing, the flowers were fragrant, the springs were clear, and the sun was shining brightly, half pouring down, making Cassel blink uncomfortably.
The cold voice continued: [001 The system binds the host's identity, provides a novice gift package, and a language conversion function... The network is loading... The gift package has been used successfully and is permanently effective. The following tasks are now issued——]
[1. Gain the favor of the Cloud Peak Sword Master—Nie Wuhen. ]
[2. Complete the task of stopping the war between immortals and demons. ]
[Host, please complete the task as soon as possible and get the reward——]
Cassel snorted, thinking that it was that blind devil who dared to play a prank on him. As he stretched out his little hand, an emerald green flame burned quietly, and a terrifying aura unique to the devil filled the air. He began to gather his magic power.
The voice in my mind gradually got stuck, and it issued warnings intermittently. Finally, there was a "pop" sound, like the crisp sound of glass balls colliding. The next second, the voice disappeared without a trace.
Cassel patted his slightly revealing clothes, glanced around, and regarded everything around him as an illusion. Since it is an illusion, there must be some flaws.
The voice just now popped up in my mind at an inopportune time. What is Wuhen Jianzun, what is Yun Dian?
Cassel frowned. He was silent for a moment, then he shouted impatiently to the sky: "Barbatos! Let me out!"
The voice echoed, but there was only an echo, and no demon responded to him. Cassel was shocked at his own language at first, then frowned. Not giving up, he yelled a few more names, but still no demon answered him. He instantly became furious, plucked a beautiful flower next to him, crushed it and stomped on it a few times.
The tentacles on his forehead swayed with his movements and hit his face, which was a bit painful. Cassel was so angry that he grabbed the tentacles and pulled them hard, which caused him to burst into tears due to the pain.
"I hate you guys so much." Cassel wiped his tears and finally accepted the fact that there was no demon to pull him out of the illusion. He huddled in the flowers with grievance, muttering, "Barbatos, I hate you so much!"
The devil's power spread unconsciously until one felt a pure force, as cold as the water in hell and making people tremble, but mixed with the justice and purity that only angels have.
Cassel froze. He hurriedly put away his demonic power, hiding the two bare little wings behind him tightly. He was about to leave, but was blocked by a knife.
The swords are sharp and make a clashing sound.
Someone behind me warned in a cold, murderous voice: "Turn around."
Cassel was stunned for a moment. He didn't quite understand why in the illusion, there was someone who possessed such powerful strength that not only crushed the darkness in all directions, but also had an aura that he couldn't describe.
Cassel turned around pitifully, pretending to be an angel, as usual, and timidly said, "Who are you?"
Nie Wuhen frowned and looked at him. He was wearing a tattered black robe that barely covered his lower body, leaving his upper body almost completely exposed. His jet-black hair was disheveled and disheveled, and his palm-sized face was red. It was late autumn and the weather was getting cooler, and even the tip of his nose was red from the cold.
Nie Wuhen noticed that he had a pair of green pupils. Only low-level snake demons can have pupils like this. Low-level snake demons have low cultivation levels, so naturally they cannot rely on their magic power to conceal the color of their pupils in order to deceive humans.
Thinking of this, Nie Wuhen did not retract his sword, but asked: "Was there anyone else here just now?"
He came here following an extremely evil aura, but before he got close, the evil disappeared, and the place where it disappeared was exactly where Cassel was.
Cassel naturally knew what he was talking about, but he still shook his head in fear, tears streaming down his face.
I heard that angels are most afraid of tears. They pride themselves on being kind and having boundless love. Now that they have fallen into this fantasy world and met two people with temperaments similar to angels, crying... should be able to solve the problem, right?
Cassell isn't so sure. He didn't understand this illusion at all. This place was so strange. Even their clothes were weird, and their pupils were a black color that he had never seen before.
He decided to give it a try anyway, just in case... pretending to be pitiful worked?
Bai Yi, who was standing by, lived up to his name, with fluttering white clothes, and the fan in his hand opened with a "swish". He half-hid his face, frowned and said: "Brother, you scared this snake demon to tears."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
He drew back the Wuwang Sword, raised his eyes, looked down at him, and said: "If you cry again, I will break your legs."
Cassel shuddered with fear.
It turns out that he is not an angel, but a devil like him!
Bai Yi squatted down with a smile, looking at Cassel in front of him, staring curiously at the tentacle on his forehead, and couldn't help but pulled it.
He didn't use any gentle force when he hit her. Cassel shuddered in pain, and quickly slapped his hand, baring his teeth at him: "Try to touch me again!"
"So he has a bad temper," Bai Yi looked at his red hands, not minding them, rubbing them with his fingertips. He felt the touch just now and wondered, "Are these tentacles natural? Why don't I remember snake demons having tentacles?"
Cassel turned his head away and ignored him.
Nie Wuhen sheathed the Wuwang Sword and asked, "Have you ever eaten a human?"
Cassel patted his clothes and turned to leave, but something invisible restrained him and forced him to turn around. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, staring blankly at the man in black clothes in front of him.
Nie Wuhen asked again: "Have you ever eaten a human?"
Cassel struggled for a while but failed to break free. The magic power in his palm could not be gathered, as if the string was broken. He began to become panicked and alert, like a furred cat, staring at the person in front of him.
"Who wants to eat those poor creatures!" Cassel bared his fangs and said fiercely, "I'm only interested in angels! I only eat angels!"
Shit…
Nie Wuhen: "..."
Bai Yi burst out laughing. He obviously shared the same thought as Nie Wuhen. He laughed so hard that he almost lost his grip on the fan. "Do you have such a strong taste?!"
Cassel glared at them fiercely: "I'm going to eat you too!"
Nie Wuhen looked at him with pity, and finally raised his hand to seal his magic power. He took out a black garment from the space and draped it on Cassel, covering his upper body.
Cassel was stunned at first, and then he became furious when he sensed that his magic power had disappeared. At that moment, he didn't care about anything else and rushed forward, cursing: "Asshole! Idiot! Ugly bastard! Give me back my magic power!"
Nie Wuhen had no interest in this low-level snake demon, even though he had threatened it. He swung the Wuwang sword in his hand and knocked the man unconscious.
Cassel only felt a pain in his neck, and the next second, his vision went black, and he fell limply to the ground.
Bai Yi took a big step back and said with a smile: "Brother, I already have someone I like, and I have to be responsible for my innocence."
Nie Wuhen was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He walked forward, grabbed Cassel and wanted to beat him back to his original form, but he only saw two bare, black wings appearing behind Cassel. The antennae on his forehead shook twice and drooped listlessly, looking quite pitiful.
Nie Wuhen was rarely stunned. He pinched the wings in disbelief, and with a little force, he saw the monster frowning, humming, and unconsciously burrowing into his arms.
Nie Wuhen: "..."
Bai Yi was also stunned.
After a while, Nie Wuhen opened his mouth and asked: "What kind of species is this?"
Bai Yi looked confused: "I don't know."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
He resigned himself to carrying Cassel on his shoulders, looked around, and concluded: "It seems that the extremely evil power is closely related to this species."
…
Cassel opened his eyes dazedly, and what he saw was the unfamiliar gauze curtain. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong, so he simply closed his eyes again, counted to three in his mind, and opened his eyes again.
It's still the same as just now.
Cassel's good mood disappeared in an instant. He grabbed the quilt in annoyance and pounded it hard, angrily: "Barbatos! Stop playing this childish game! I want to go home!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind him again: "Who is Barbatos?"
Cassel paused. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the man in black clothes. He curled the corners of his mouth downward and was about to pretend, but then he remembered something and forced himself to hold back his tears.
He didn't say anything, and didn't know what to say. He just looked at the person in front of him and exerted a little force. Then he saw the teacup in his palm turned into powder and fell to the ground.
Cassel was startled and subconsciously loosened his grip on the quilt. He pinched his palms helplessly, and finally, as if he was worried about something, he tidied the quilt with a grunt and ran off the bed in a panic.
As a result, he was not paying attention and fell heavily to the ground. The little tentacle also swayed and hit his eyes. Cassel couldn't hold it back any longer. His eyes instantly turned red and he began to cry silently.
Nie Wuhen, who witnessed the whole process: "..."
He roughly judged that this was a species without brains. If it was a demon, its natural enemies would have to sigh and leave after opening his head; if it was a human, then evolution would be without him; if it was a devil...
Nie Wuhen was too lazy to complain.
He walked forward, grabbed Cassel's arm, pulled him up, and said, "Stand still."
Cassel stood at attention instantly: "Yes."
Nie Wuhen: "..."
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