Xiao Hei merged into Ji Chuan's body. Ji Chuan had an illusion that the spirit of the crystal core had returned, and he communicated with himself through thoughts.
"Master, go forward, stop, turn right, stop, this should be the area in front of you."
Ji Chuan looked at the wall in front of him in confusion. There was only a huge oil painting on the wall, and there was no entrance to any room. The painting seemed to be a Pope of a certain generation.
"Is it behind the painting?"
Ji Chuan lifted up the oil painting and touched the wall behind it, but found nothing unusual.
He looked around and then at the oil painting again, but he felt that the eyes of the person in the painting seemed different from before. From staring at the front at the beginning, now it seemed to be staring at him.
Ji Chuan's lips curled up into a smile, "The devil's hiding methods are really creative."
As he thought, the fire engulfed the oil painting. The expression of the person in the painting became angry, black air filled the air, the fire disappeared, and it was pitch dark all around, as if one was in a pitch-black room.
The darkness had no effect on Ji Chuan. He stared at a motionless demon not far away, who was also observing him patiently.
The devil had an illusion that Ji Chuan was staring into his eyes. Is that possible? This was completely shrouded in darkness, and everyone's vision should be deprived.
Even among gods, few have the vision to ignore the environment.
I was discovered too early, and I don't know how much the opponent's believers have been weakened. It is very fatal for a god to have no believers. Gods and believers complement each other, and are even close to a symbiotic state.
"Since you won't do it, I'll do it first."
Ji Chuan's words chilled the demon. Bluffing? He should just have a strong sense of perception and know the direction he is in.
After being deprived of vision, one has no concept of distance, and all moves should not hit oneself.
Ji Chuan walked slowly. The dark room was not spacious.
As expected, he was bluffing. He was determining his position by moving around. He was quite courageous. He didn't know where he was, yet he dared to move so recklessly.
Suddenly Ji Chuan disappeared.
"How is this possible?"
The demon looked around in confusion. Why did the other person disappear in his own room? Was it his divine power? Just like he had transferred the child?
"Since you like darkness, I'll let you enjoy this feeling and deprive you of your five senses."
Ji Chuan's voice suddenly sounded behind the devil. He shuddered and was about to take action, but found himself in chaos.
I can’t see, I can’t hear, I’m not sure if I make any sound, and I can’t feel my body.
He wanted to get rid of this state like a madman, but in reality he was like a cerebral palsy patient who kept falling to the ground with uncoordinated movements and making incomprehensible roars, over and over again, and even standing up depended on luck.
"Master, you are more like a devil than we are."
Ji Chuan ignored Xiao Hei's words and used metal to fix the demon like a headless fly, making a metal cabin with only the demon's head exposed.
A finger touched the demon's forehead, "Restore your sight and hearing."
The demon looked at Ji Chuan in horror, but found that his body had no feeling at all. What was he being fixed in?
"What did you do to me?!"
His body had no feeling and he couldn't even move his abilities. At that moment, he was just a piece of livestock waiting to be slaughtered by Ji Chuan.
Ji Chuan snapped his fingers, and the dark space turned into a shiny area full of metal.
"You have no right to ask me questions. Was that dead boy your doing?"
"Do you know what you are doing?! Are you trying to offend the most powerful demon clan?!"
Ji Chuan ignored the demon's warning and walked behind the demon. The demon heard the sound of metal collision, but didn't know what happened.
Ji Chuan took out a black wing and came in front of him. The wing was dripping with sticky blood.
The demon's eyes were filled with fear, because he was very familiar with this wing, which came from his own body. Why didn't he feel any pain? Was it because his whole body had lost consciousness?
"If you don't understand me, it won't be a wing next time."
Is this a god? Aren't gods just a bunch of simple fools who claim to be righteous and the embodiment of light? What's wrong with this god? Is he an evil god?
What is his ability? Shouldn't the Shi family have weakened his faith? Why is he so powerful? He can't understand his methods.
"My Lord, let me go! I will answer whatever you want to know! My ability is the Dark Mark. The longer someone is locked in my gaze, the greater the energy of the mark. I can activate the energy to take the other person's life at any time."
"Then why didn't you activate it on me? You didn't activate it before because you were marking me. If the boy was your work, then it should be possible to activate it without any contact."
"My lord, I have already urged it, but for some reason it has no effect!"
"Master, it's me. I can resist the methods of the middle-level demons."
When Xiao Hei's voice sounded, Ji Chuan's doubts were resolved. If it weren't for Xiao Hei, he might have really suffered some harm.
"Sir, I have no intention of questioning you. Are you a high-ranking demon? We are of the same race! Please let me go. I am willing to serve you!"
Before Ji Chuan could agree, a black aura emanated from his body, and a one-eyed demon stood in front of Ji Chuan.
"You are not worthy. The master can only have me as a contracted devil."
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