Chapter 124 Bruce Wayne
With the sound of a gunshot, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became solemn.
The leading man smiled slightly and said without any panic: "We are all believers in hell. Even if our beliefs are different, our enemies are the same. The enemies of our enemies are our friends. Don't point your gun at your friends."
"Which demon god are you believers? With all due respect, there are too many evil magicians pretending to believe in hell. Why should I believe that you didn't lie to me?" Wayne did not put down his pistol, but pointed the muzzle at the ground.
Seeing this scene, the men in black robes became even more arrogant. They touched their waistbands to show Wayne some color.
A bunch of losers who know how to think with their heads all day long!
The leading man snorted coldly. As the leader, no one dared to challenge his position, and the clamor in the field suddenly stopped.
Mona sat down against the corner, breathing heavily, looking around, and closed her eyes in despair.
It’s over!
"My name is Jerryv. I can't tell you which god I believe in right now. I can only explain one thing. You can think of the rest."
The leading man introduced himself and said: "I can see that if you can use blood magic, you must be the disciple of the Blood Lord in the human world. My master and the Blood Lord are allies, and we are also allies."
Is it true? There is such a thing as an alliance with the devil?
What are you trying to do, for the betterment of betrayal?
Wayne couldn't figure it out, so he took advantage of the situation and said: "It can be seen that all of you are definitely not members of the Heavenly Father's Holy See. In this case, I will believe you for once."
After that, he quickly came to Mona, raised his gun and knocked her unconscious to the ground, then raised his mature figure and carried it on his shoulders.
"What, you don't want to talk about cooperation?"
Jerryv raised his hand to block the way and said softly: "We are working on a big plan. If successful, it will be enough to defeat the power of Heavenly Father's Church in Lundan. I have said so much, don't you think you can leave easily? Bar?"
"You want to invite me to join?"
Wayne patted his butt, rubbed the fabric with his fingertips, and expressed the story of a tiger being bullied by a dog in a suppressed and angry tone.
"Yes, and you can't refuse."
After Jerif finished speaking, all the younger brothers burst into laughter. It wasn’t just a bunch of demons, but it was definitely a bunch of ugly ones.
"You're right, I really don't have the ability to refuse you..."
"Come on, we will provide you with a place to stay. Maybe my master will be interested in you."
Wayne suppressed his anger and closed his eyes, wondering how the foolproof plan turned into this.
He just wants to find out Mona's background tonight, confirm that she is from Heavenly Father's Holy See, and then throw away the heavy responsibility of protecting Lundan. He has nothing to do, and has no psychological burden. He just waits to put on his vest and take advantage of others.
What exactly went wrong was the reason why he risked his life and successfully broke into the den of crime.
Also, trusting him just by looking at the blood magic without checking him, the IQ of this group of people is too impressive.
With this kind of stuff to conquer the world, it's a wonder if the Thousand-Eyed Demon can achieve great things!
Wayne has reason to suspect that these people are just cannon fodder.
The black space door opened, and Wayne followed Jerryf to an open space. The sky was gray, with no moon or stars visible, and no thick fog spreading everywhere.
The clearing is located in a dilapidated and desolate ancient city. The architectural style is exactly the same as the ancient city that Wayne has seen before. However, he cannot sense Abo's aura, which means that this is another stronghold of the Thousand-Eyed Demon.
This devil is well aware of the cunning rabbit's three burrows, and uses his caution to teach Wayne a hard lesson.
In a corner of the ancient city, there are hundreds of auras, some strong and some weak, each with a different ugly appearance. All members are covered in black robes, and it looks like the villain's base camp.
Still very downtrodden.
Around the open space, many people gathered around four or five fires. Thick ingredients were tumbling in the iron pot. The chef, probably a manure picker, sprinkled the spices, inserted a large spoon, stirred, and tasted the saltiness.
The sanitary environment is so poor!
Wayne smelled the aroma of food that made him nauseous, and buried his head on the soft fabric, using the fragrance of his elder sister to dispel the nausea.
The group of people headed by Jerryf come from different backgrounds.
Jerryf himself is a believer of the Thousand-Eyed Demon. He has won over a group of younger brothers and received rewards from his master, making him the most powerful. Most of the others are famous black magicians on the wanted list, with varying levels of strength and various beliefs.
Seeing the newcomer, who was still carrying a female monk from Heavenly Father's Holy See, the black magicians were ready to snatch the casting materials from the newcomer's shoulders.
As for physical spellcasting or other methods, you can tell from their wolf-like eyes that most of them are going for the former.
If you open a store here, business will definitely be booming.
"A bunch of trash!"
Wayne was close enough to hear Jerryv's disdainful whisper. He agreed that being addicted to women was destined to be difficult to achieve success, and these people were destined to become cannon fodder.
Wayne became more and more curious about Thousand-Eyed Demon's plan. Looking at Jerry's actions, he had to recruit enough people even if he was forced to rob him. Wasn't Thousand-Eyed Demon's plan short of cannon fodder? Didn't he have a lot of bugs?
Suddenly, Wayne thought of something. The Thousand-Eyed Demon seemed to be planning a new body.
Well, if the true form of the Thousand-Eyed Demon appears, he can directly put on the Death Knight vest and kill them all without worrying about being exposed.
"You can choose a room, but don't be too far away from the square. The rules here are that you can't kill each other, but you are allowed to gather together to rob. If you can't hold on, you can share your prey." Jerryv reminded.
"I'm not in the habit of sharing..."
Wayne patted his butt and left. God, the way my dick was being pulled made a group of boys particularly unhappy, and they all gathered around Jerryv in a weird mood.
It is understandable that everyone is eating chaffy vegetables. Only Wayne carries a piece of fat on his back. He eats and drinks enough without letting anyone else get their hands dirty.
What's wrong with borrowing it and using it? I'll return it to you when you're done, and it's guaranteed to be like new.
Jerry's face remained as dark as water as he listened to the complaints from those around him. When everyone saw his elder brother's appearance, the birds and beasts dispersed and did not dare to complain any more.
Jerryf snorted coldly and left through the space door.
Today I recruited a newbie with good strength, who uses blood magic, and is one of the master's allies. I need to report it.
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On the other side, Wayne chose a clean shabby house, put down Mona, and sat cross-legged as if meditating.
From the surrounding area, several black figures came quietly, their faces covered in black robes and they were sneaking around, casting greedy eyes through the damaged wall.
Wayne slowly opened his eyes, and the magic power erupted through his body, bursting out in a brief moment, making several figures around him hesitate to move forward.
After comparing the strengths of both sides, the three figures suppressed their greed and left. The remaining two hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and decided to test it out.
This kid had a great battle and even received a Holy Light ultimate move head-on. Now he's just pretending. Let's fight together. There's nothing to be afraid of.
Try it or die!
Eight blood-colored crystal flying knives shot out, and the rich blood light flashed past the damaged wall and hit two black-robed figures.
The remaining force continued, penetrating through the bodies of the two of them, nailing the boulder behind them, cracking open the cobwebs.
The ferocious smell of blood dispersed, causing everyone in the distance to frown. The rules of the stronghold were not to kill each other. If someone broke the rules, there should be something good to see when Jerryv comes back.
Wayne waved his hand and killed the two black robes. No one came to bring bad luck again, and things were finally a little cleaner.
He frowned and looked at Mona beside him. As far as her strength was concerned, those priests from the Nature Church who only sat in the office were no match. They could be a good knife wherever they were placed, so why would they work undercover in a detective agency.
Is there anything I should be concerned about?
Wayne asked himself, there were too many things about him that deserved attention. Instead of making random suspicions, it would be better to pry open the other person's mouth.
But not now, there are too many eyes around, not suitable for feeding mushrooms.
Half an hour later, Jerryf returned through the portal and followed a figure with a low posture. Thousand-Eyed Demon.
Seeing this figure, the black magicians in the field knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads without even daring to breathe loudly.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon did not explain his true identity, and the black magicians present were not qualified to know it. He did not even take action, and only allowed Jerryf to show off his powerful power to win over these minions.
Thanks to the wanted order from the magic world, the black magicians are in urgent need of a backer, even if it is temporary, even if it is just a painting, as long as it can give them some breathing time.
Jerryf came to the room where Wayne was and saw the two corpses in a pool of blood, and frowned tightly.
As soon as he said the rules, Wayne killed two people, clearly slapping him in the face.
This kid can't be kept!
The Thousand-Eyed Demon looked at Wayne intently and said sternly: "The fact that you can use blood magic means that your master has high hopes for you, or that you have another mission."
What the specific mission is, Thousand-Eyed Demon can guess it with his toes.
The devil's plans are full of tricks and various operations are constant, but in the end, it is nothing more than letting himself come to the world.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon is very angry. He is already planning to open the gate to hell so that his allies can come to the world. However, his allies have another plan to come, which makes it clear that they do not trust him.
That's right, they are devils after all. They lack the most basic trust between each other and have other plans outside of the plan.
So why isn't he!
The human world is big and small, and there is no room for too many devils.
Sensing the secret plan of his allies, the Thousand-Eyed Demon was not angry. On the contrary, he was very happy.
Another unstable factor has been eliminated!
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
Wayne looked at the Thousand-Eyed Demon coldly, frightened by the powerful aura revealed by the opponent, with red blood boiling in his eyes, and he held the crystal sword tightly with one hand.
"Poor guy, you were deceived by your master. Let me guess what benefits he promised you, extraordinary abilities or transcendent status..."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon sneered twice: "The devil is best at deceiving people. You are just a tool. If you throw it away after use, he will not give you anything."
Wayne didn't speak. The pressure exerted on him by the Thousand-Eyed Demon in front of him was quite ordinary, far less powerful than that of the Great Cemetery last night.
Still a clone!
"Instead of working for the devil and risking your life for nothing, why not work for me and I can give you everything you want."
As he spoke, red rays of light lit up in the shadows covered by the black hood of the Thousand-Eyed Demon. The shadows cast down, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Wayne from all directions.
Wayne's hand holding the sword trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to fight back. As a strange energy poured into his body, the Book of Greed was ready to move, telling Wayne to wait.
The president is driving people away, something big is coming!
Wayne's eyes looked confused, and the redness in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a fresh spell of hellish magic.
This magical power comes from the Thousand-Eyed Demon, which is transformed and purified through the Book of Greed, and reinjected into Wayne's body.
After a brief period of confusion, Wayne blinked, knelt on one knee, and said loyally: "My master, thank you for giving me a new life. Your believers here offer their absolute loyalty and hope to use it for you."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon nodded. He was sure that he had polluted Wayne's mind. This loyal dog would bite wherever he pointed and would never betray him.
"Now that I've been reborn, don't use your previous name."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon didn't ask the lackey's previous name, and thought for a moment: "From now on, your name is Bruce, do you understand?"
Wayne: (⊙⊙)
Bruce, give it back to Wayne...
Bruce Wayne!
Ah, is there anything wrong with this name?
Can we discuss it and change it to another one? James would be good. This name is more gimmicky in Windsor.
"What's wrong, don't you understand?"
"No, I heard it very clearly. I was so excited that I forgot to be grateful for the new life given by my master." Wayne explained hurriedly.
Bruce is Bruce, the undercover agent doesn't care about his name, finding the Thousand-Eyed Demon's true form is more important.
Next to him, Jerryv had a bitter look on his face. The master had recruited a new younger brother and personally gave him abilities. His heart was blocked and he felt like part of his love had been taken away from him.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon didn't care what Jerryv thought, and it didn't matter if he knew it. He waved his hand to open the portal, turned around and stepped into it: "Bruce, come with me, I have a task for you."
"Follow your orders."
Wayne carried Mona on his shoulders and quickly followed the Thousand-Eyed Demon.
"Why did you bring this woman with you?" The Thousand-Eyed Demon said dissatisfiedly. As long as the dog is obedient, it shouldn't have any unnecessary thoughts.
Especially lust, which made the Thousand-Eyed Demon couldn't help but think of one of the seven demon kings, who was powerful, cruel, and evil. At the same time, it made him dream about him and wanted to die on his belly.
That was a pretty bad memory, which crushed the Thousand-Eyed Demon's self-esteem and left him a name among the jokes from hell.
"She is a nun from Heavenly Father's Church. I have been entangled with her for a long time. It would be too easy to kill her directly."
Wayne raised the corners of his mouth, pinched his thigh hard, and a ferocious look flashed in his eyes: "I want her to know what hell is, strip away her holiness and pride, destroy everything about her with my own hands, and wait until she is completely addicted to desire. After she fell, she was sent to Heavenly Father’s Holy See.”
"Can."
This answer made the Thousand-Eyed Demon very happy. As expected of his polluted mind, his evil thoughts were exactly the same as his.
Worth encouraging!
The Thousand-Eyed Demon replaced himself with Wayne, and the female monk became the lust among the seven demon kings. Not only did she lose the anger she had at the beginning, but she also taught Wayne many torturous tricks like a chatterbox.
A door opened in front of Wayne. He stood at the door and took a look. It was dark and yellow and was unsightly. He criticized it from the bottom of his heart and drew a clear line, saying that he was unwilling to step into it.
Another look.
How classy!
The Thousand-Eyed Demon said a lot, and Wayne took it all down. After walking out of the portal, he saw another dilapidated and desolate ancient city in front of him.
It can be seen that the Thousand-Eyed Demon divided a city into three parts, maybe more, for executing different plans.
"Bruce, find the Hell Faith lurking in Lundan and wipe them all out."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon handed the key to the portal to Wayne for safekeeping, and handed over an alchemy book: "I will give you a month to collect sixty-six corpses, bring them here, and follow the steps in the book to refine them." Make magic life."
What do you mean, devils fighting each other?
Wayne took the alchemy book and key and said anxiously: "My master, with my ability, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with a powerful enemy. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will not be able to complete the task you assigned me."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon laughed loudly: "Don't underestimate your master, feel your new life with your heart. I am different from the humble Blood Demon. I am very generous. You can do anything now."
"Can you take away the other person's life essence?"
"Can!"
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