Chapter 67
Cassel responded with a scornful laugh.
"Casel," the mind-controlling demon smiled enough before slowly approaching Cassel. Seeing that he was still alert, she didn't care at all. "Have you forgotten the nature of demons? Who cares? Who cares?"
Cassel looked at her coldly: "From the beginning to the end, I have only been an angel you stole... You are so anxious to take me back, can I understand that I am an important part of your demons' mission..."
Then, he put the hairpin directly to his throat and said calmly, "What if I die?"
The mind-controlling demon's smile suddenly stopped: "Are you willing to do it?"
"You can try." Cassel gritted his teeth and was about to stab him, but he didn't. The mind-controlling demon's spell controlled his hand. The demon smiled and said, "If you die, there will be thousands and thousands of you... Aren't you curious about why we, the demons who will be burned even if we get close to God, can easily steal you back when we are so safe around God?"
Cassel's heart was shaken, and the pain in his wrist that was almost dislocated forced him to let go, and the hairpin fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Cassel stepped back repeatedly, baring his teeth: "It's a done deal, I don't want to know who's involved in the process!"
"Then tell me the result." The mind-controlling demon looked at her palm calmly. She was releasing all her demonic aura, and all this demonic aura was moving towards one direction, enveloping the person who was fighting.
Cassel's eyes widened. He disregarded all odds and used his magic power to break the barrier - even those high-level magic cultivators outside were helpless, so how could a broken little angel like him possibly do it!
There was no other choice, so Cassel used his body to ram the barrier, crying and calling for Nie Wuhen while ramming it, but it was no use. He glared fiercely at the mind-controlling demon in front of him - he wanted to kill the person in front of him, but angels could not kill mortals, so he could only judge.
But the consequence of forcibly using magic power is that not only can you not use Angel Judgment, but you will also be backfired. Cassel immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground, retching. His whole body was soaked as if he had just been fished out of the water.
"The angel is tempted," the mind-controlling demon grinned, "So, do you still want to die now? He is about to be possessed by the devil, and will forget everything. He will even lead people to the top of the clouds, and the master and apprentice will kill each other, and brothers will kill each other..."
"But it doesn't matter. Angels have the power of purification," the mind-controlling demon kindly reminded, "Only you can stop him from being possessed by the devil...ah, do you still want to die?"
Cassel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and stared at the devil in front of him, snorted and laughed, and said, "Thank you."
The mind-controlling demon was stunned.
Cassel said slowly: "Angels can actually purify... I love it so much."
The news that Yun Dian Sword Master had become possessed by the devil had spread widely by the second day. Even the storytellers in the tavern were talking about this matter.
People came down from Yundian, but the place under Yundian that day was already in ruins, with ruins everywhere. Now everyone is rebuilding and talking about this matter. Finally, she asked the people around her in panic whether Shangyao Xianzun could kill her apprentice to eliminate the great harm to the world.
This call is growing louder. When Bai Yi heard this, he crushed the inkstone in his hand.
At that time, he was in this ruin, looking for people, feeding them medicine, and using magic power to repair their wounds.
Cassel sat silently behind him, stuffing the purifying pills into his mouth one by one - there were a pile of empty bottles beside him.
Bai Yi asked him what happened, but Cassel didn't say anything. He just asked Bai Yi for those purifying pills and ate them regardless of whether he could bear it or not. The wings behind him returned to their original state, and Cassel tried hard to think about what magical powers angels had in the past.
Judgment, purification...what else?
My mind is confused. This is the spell common to all angels, and the rest are spells derived from their own abilities. For example, the Dream Angel has a spell to create illusions, the Ocean Angel has a spell to control the sea, and the Beauty Angel has a spell to improve a person's appearance...
Suddenly transformed from a demon into a so-called little angel, Cassel didn’t even know what kind of angel he was.
Bai Yi took the purification pill from his hand and said, "You can't eat it. Your body won't be able to handle it."
Cassel looked at the palm of his hand and it took him a long time to react. He was silent and didn't say anything. He just held the hand of the proprietress who was possessed by the mind-controlling demon last night and was still unconscious, and slowly transferred magic power to her.
He thought about the spells the angels had chanted before, opened his mouth, and said, "Angel Realm - Purification."
It's useless.
With his eyelids slightly lowered, Cassel began to transfer his magic power.
His mind was too confused, his desires too heavy, and all he wanted to do was to settle accounts with the evil cultivator. God will not favor him as he is, and the angels will not give him power.
What's more, he is a little angel raised by the devil, a little angel abandoned by God... He can't use purification spells, nor can he purify Nie Wuhen who has been possessed by the devil.
He is just a little piece of trash. A useless little piece of crap, that's all.
"Cassell, don't cry."
Bai Yi stood beside him and watched his tears fall drop by drop. He wanted to comfort him, but he found that the proprietress, who was originally dying, became alive.
Bai Yi was stunned.
Cassel said nothing. He pulled his hand back, rubbed his eyes vigorously, turned around and walked away.
Someone saw him last night, but didn't dare to approach him. They just whispered, "Is it because of him that Sword Master became a demon?"
"Ah, so the reason why the Demon Lord was defeated in the Cloud Peak was because of him!"
…
Cassell's shoulders collapsed instantly. He wiped his face again, and in silence, he found those dying cultivators one by one and transferred his magic power to them.
At first, everyone backed away and some even cursed at him, but after seeing his actions, they all fell silent and stopped saying anything. Although their expressions were still fierce, no one stopped him.
Bai Yi felt the man's pulse, and then handed him a pill to save his life. Seeing that the pills were running out, Bai Yi began to worry. He decided to count how many injured people were left.
It turns out, there are almost none.
His expression was stunned. Bai Yi suddenly turned around, intending to look for Cassel, but there was no trace of him around.
Bai Yi's heart sank.
Cassell didn't go anywhere either. He simply went back to the top of the cloud, walked back to Yuanqi Pavilion, took the scroll in his hand, and made the elixir of purification according to the instructions. He needed mana now, a constant supply of mana, and it would be best if his wings could become six wings...
Six Wings——
Cassel lowered his eyes, put the scroll down, and went to look for other scrolls. He knew a lot of words, but not a few either. At least he could recognize simple words. He just tried to look at the pictures and find the recipes for the elixir that could grow wings according to his understanding ability.
From day to evening, he finally found it. But there was still one medicinal ingredient missing. Cassel remembered that it was the Nether Flower from Wangchuan. He put away the spare herbs and put them into his own space, including the furnace for alchemy. The last things he put in were the handfuls of purification pills.
Before leaving, Cassel took a brush and wrote two words crookedly: Don't worry. He pressed the inkstone on the paper and walked out of the door, feeling a little disappointed.
His eyes fell on the banyan tree. He walked over and planted the seeds. Then he dug out the thing hidden in the ground - it was the gift that Nie Wuhen said he would give him last time, and it contained colorful candied haws. He still remembers that when he dug it out, he took a bite excitedly and said it was not tasty.
Nie Wuhen smiled and rubbed his head, telling him that this was a good thing. But Cassel didn't understand, he just felt disgusted and pestered Nie Wuhen to give him the candied haws again.
The later candied haws were especially sweet, but none of them could compare to this one in my hand.
Cassel squatted down, lowered his eyes and bit the candied haws - after a long time, even with magic power to protect it, it was still too bitter to swallow. Cassel retched but continued to bite the candied haws. It was dry and astringent, but it was something he would never ask for again in his lifetime.
He swallowed the salty tears bit by bit. The emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally reached the critical point. Cassel couldn't hold it any longer. He covered his face and started to cry. Halfway through his tears, he bit his lip and slapped himself.
"Why are you crying?" Cassel tried hard to adjust his emotions and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not worth crying for trash."
Cassel still recognized the road to the Forgotten River. No one knows the way down from Yundian better than Cassel. He circled left and right, bypassing those disciples at the top of the clouds, and finally arrived at the mortal world before dark.
Cassel made his wings invisible and didn't say he wanted to stay in a hotel. He just continued walking towards the Wangchuan River. Night is the best time to use magic. No one will see you, and you won’t be found by the person you are looking for.
Finally, there was an open space in front of us. The moon was as cool as water, almost illuminating the place. Cassel felt a little tired, so he sat down. He spread some hay on the ground and sat on it, intending to spend the night there while seeing if he could use the angel's power of purification.
But when Cassel flapped his wings, spread the angelic power and tried to purify again, a familiar and chilling breath of demonic cultivation came from behind him.
Cassel turned his head suddenly, and a sword with a cold glow was placed on his neck, stopping his actions.
Cassel recognized it. This is the Wuwang Sword. He raised his eyes, and his eye sockets instantly turned red. He just looked at the familiar person in front of him, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
Tears fell on the Wuwang sword, and the hand of the person holding the sword trembled slightly.
Yan Wugui walked out of the darkness and revealed himself: "Your Majesty, it's almost time to set off. We can't let anyone take advantage of us."
Nie Wuhen responded indifferently. He didn't even look at Cassel, but just gathered his magic power and slashed at Cassel's neck, intending to kill the cultivator who was in his way.
when--
The Wuwang Sword let out a mournful cry, and the moonlight floated on the sword surface, flowing smoothly across it. The sword did not move, but trembled and did not move, instead it used all its strength to stop Nie Wuhen from swinging the sword.
The palms of his hands were so hot that Nie Wuhen couldn't hold the sword. He was forced to open his hands and watched the Wuwang sword move in front of Cassel and protect him.
This reversal was something no one expected.
Yan Wugui's face darkened.
Nie Wuhen's eyes were complicated. He obviously didn't understand why this sword that had been with him for twenty years would protect such a stranger.
Nie Wuhen used his magic power to force his Wuwang sword back into his palm. He pointed the sword at Cassel again, but the sword shook even more violently.
Yan Wugui sneered in his heart. But he did not show it in the end. He just raised his hand casually, and a bow and arrow made of black mist appeared in his palm.
Aim at the target.
Then let go.
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