Chapter 29 The identity of the yellow-eyed devil
Speaking of the acquaintance of Rango and Kira, the story is too long.
To put it simply, the two met more than once when they were in Africa.
Of course, the identities are opposite to each other, one is an exorcist and the other is a demon possessing humans.
After fighting off and driving this guy away more than a dozen times, a unique and weird relationship developed between them.
"Do you still remember the scene when we first met?" Lange's voice was filled with nostalgia.
"Yeah, how could I forget that you dealt with me so hard back then."
Lisa, no, she should be called "Kira" now, she took the cigarette handed by Lango, took a long puff, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Back then, you were like a stupid young man. You found a Bible from nowhere, and the first sentence you saw me started to read from Genesis. Please!"
Kira couldn't laugh or cry: "No priest would recite Genesis when exorcising demons. Do you still remember the original scene? You recited God said there should be light over and over again, and sprinkled tap water on me again and again, hahaha."
"Hey!"
Lango pointed at her and corrected: "That's not tap water, it's children's urine that I carefully prepared. I spent a few dollars to collect a large jar on the street."
"Pee? You are so creative in messing with Fake! Hahaha! Pee!" Kira was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly, and her harsh laughter echoed throughout the room.
"Don't be too proud. Have you forgotten how I dealt with you later?"
"Haha, of course," Kira exclaimed, "You and Teddy are two bastards. One chanted sutras and the other splashed urine. When they found that it didn't work, they picked up the Bible and threw it at my face."
"Originally, I thought you were another parallel-imported exorcist, but I didn't expect you to hit me directly in the body with a punch. Damn Fake! You hit me so much that I peeed out!"
Lange raised his eyebrows proudly. Ever since he knocked Kira back with his bare hands by accident, he was sure that with the support of the system, he had the strength to hurt these guys with his bare hands.
So we embarked on a road of "ghosts see sorrow" in Africa
I didn't expect to meet this guy again when I returned to North America this time. Lange smiled and was about to speak.
Kira, who was on the bed, suddenly roared at Lisa's father, who was standing by the wall without daring to move: "Why are you still standing there stupidly? Get my brother two bottles of beer! We old friends need to talk about it. Reminiscing about old times!”
"Beer?"
Lisa's father looked confused. He had thought about the possibilities after entering the door countless times, but he never expected that it would be the scene in front of him.
This exorcist is actually friends with the devil, and they can even sit and smoke and chat together, making them look closer than ordinary friends.
You won't be "exorcised", right?
Fishing to exorcise evil spirits?
"Don't listen to this guy," Lange smiled and comforted him: "The situation is much simpler than I thought. Don't worry, I don't need injections or medicine. I just sit and chat with her. This kind of conversation therapy is better than mine." It was much gentler before.”
After briefly recounting the past, Lango then asked Kira: "It's a good time to meet you this time. I have something very important to consult with a hell person like you."
"Just ask, I always tell my friends everything I know." Kira tilted her head and said.
Lango nodded slightly and said in a serious tone: "Yellow-eyed devil, have you heard of it?"
"Azazel?" Kira suddenly asked in surprise: "Why are you asking for information about him?"
"You don't need to worry so much, just tell me everything you know." Lange said seriously.
Kira looked at him deeply, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and finally spoke.
"I don't know much about him, only some of the most widely circulated information in hell. He is a [Satan-level] big demon and the right-hand man of [Lucifer]. He has a high position in hell, like me. He doesn’t even have the qualifications to meet him.”
"What does [Satan Level] mean?"
"Simply put, he is one of the most powerful beings in hell. There are only a few people in hell who can rival him."
Kira said seriously: "Hey, for the sake of my friend, I advise you not to provoke him easily. Unlike a little devil like me who can only possess people, Azazel has many abilities beyond imagination. ability, and”
She paused, seeming to recall those frightening rumors: "There is news circulating in hell that he is plotting to seize the position of leader of the Hell Legion. Once successful, even Lucifer will be difficult to match. This kind of big shot is definitely not you. You can afford it!”
After hearing this, Lange's face became extremely heavy.
He had already had a rough understanding of this guy called the Yellow-Eyed Devil through Father Amos's words in the museum before. After listening to Kira's words today, he realized more clearly that what he was about to face was What a terrifying opponent.
Can he really avenge his family?
Just when he fell into deep self-doubt, the pattern on his right wrist suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, and instantly a cool and firm power poured into his body.
He lowered his head and stared at the blue light. After being silent for a while, a confident smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
That’s right! He also has his own trump card!
The yellow-eyed demon may lead the army of hell, and as long as he keeps filling the system progress bar, he will one day be able to summon his own army of summoned objects!
The yellow-eyed demon has all kinds of unimaginable abilities, and every time he summons a summoned object, the host can extract a characteristic from it.
From Teddy's "Bear Taunt" to Megan's "Steel Bone", as long as you summon more and more objects, you will unlock more incredible abilities.
One day, he will be able to stand alongside those gods and demons, or even surpass them.
Clenching his fists, there was no longer any hesitation in Lango's eyes. He stood up firmly and chuckled at Kira who was leisurely on the bed: "Okay, old man", he waved his hand, "Back to Go to hell and see you next time.”
"go back?"
Kira was immediately dissatisfied and said: "Do you know how difficult it is for me to find a suitable guy to possess? Please, we are old friends after all, so just pretend you have never met me!"
"Stop talking nonsense to me here and go back to hell." Lange was unmoved. If it weren't for the sake of his old friend, he would have taken action directly.
"NO!"
Kira, who was still smiling at first, was instantly furious.
He suddenly rose up, and his dark eyes stared straight at Lango like sharp knives, "You have ruined my good deeds more than a dozen times, don't try to stop me this time!"
"You're not leaving, are you?"
Lango shrugged indifferently, then nodded to Lisa's father and said, "How about you go out first, the next scene may not be pretty."
"Huh? Oh! Okay, okay! You do whatever you want!"
Lisa's father, who had long been made to doubt his life, ran out immediately after hearing this, and did not forget to close the door before leaving.
Just when everyone in the corridor was about to ask him about the situation inside, a fierce fight suddenly erupted in the room, accompanied by angry roars and the muffled sounds of fists and kicks.
"Mom, mess with Fake! You have to force me to beat you, right?!"
"Pick up your front teeth, pick up your front teeth!"
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Meanwhile, far away on the East Coast in Long Island, New York.
Teddy is waking up leisurely from his nap.
He stretched his limbs lazily and prepared to get up and go to the bathroom.
But just when he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from the quilt.
Teddy frowned and lifted the quilt, but the scene in front of him made his eyes widen instantly.
"Farke!"
Under the quilt was the head of a toy teddy bear that had been completely severed!
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