Chapter 85: If you don't do it, you won't die
When Lucifer saw Murphy's appearance, he immediately let go of Satan's palm and stood up. There was embarrassment on the handsome face.
Satan paused for a moment, and frowned.
She glanced at Lucifer and then turned her cold gaze to Murphy.
"Hey, stupid! You've woken up! Murphy greeted Satan warmly.
Satan didn't respond, still staring at Murphy with a cold gaze.
Murphy was furious by her staring, and immediately shifted his focus to Lucifer.
"Lucifer, what were you doing just now?" Murphy asked a question that made him unusually awkward.
"I... Iā" Lucifer wanted to strangle the skeleton in front of him, crush it into bone meal, and sprinkle it into the lava of Hell.
Suddenly he remembered a profession he had heard of. They diagnose the condition by touching the patient's hand and then use herbal medicine to heal the injury.
It was only later that the rise of the Lord brought about the popularization of light magic. That profession is slowly declining.
"I'm taking Satan's pulse to see if the injuries in her body have healed."
Lucifer was glad that he remembered that the profession's method of diagnosing illness was called "taking the pulse". But he didn't notice that the originally cold expression on Satan's face deepened a little.
"How's that stupid body? The mayor of the town should not have any problems making a move, right? ā
Lucifer sensed that something was wrong, but for a moment he couldn't grasp the fleeting light.
"Well, Satan she's fully recovered. I really want to thank Mayor Mazu this time. By the way, thank you for taking care of me before. ā
"No thanks, no thanks. I don't think it's okay, so I'll go first. ā
Murphy always felt that Satan looked at him in a panic. So I was ready to leave quickly.
He had just turned around and was about to leave. A crisp and pleasant voice behind him, but unusually cold, stopped him.
"Stop!"
Murphy stopped and turned to look at the owner of the voice, Satan.
"What did you just call me?" It's still that cold tone.
"What a fool! Didn't Lucifer call you that? Murphy looked at Lucifer, wanting his approval.
"Say it again, what do you call me?" There was a hint of anger hidden in the cold tone.
"What a fool! It's a fool to say it a hundred times! To be honest, I'm weird too. You're not stupid, how could you come up with the name fool. ā
Murphy looked at Lucifer again, wanting his approval.
But what he saw was a picture of Lucifer turning his head away, covering his forehead with one hand, and covering his eyes.
Murphy chuckled inwardly.
Could it be that I'm getting something wrong again?
Before he could figure it out.
A force that was very small compared to the town grown, but also enough to crush him at will, rose out of thin air in front of him.
No! It can't be said that it rose out of thin air. Because this power was released from the beautiful woman in front of him, who was as cold as ice but charming and moving.
"It's... This... Is there some misunderstanding in there? "Murphy's upper and lower foreheads have begun to fight.
He looked at Lucifer pleadingly.
Lucifer didn't remove the palm covering his forehead, but nodded slightly.
"I'll just say, there must be some misunderstanding here." Murphy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Lucifer admit it.
"A misunderstanding can smooth out your random change of my race?"
"A misunderstanding can counteract your insult that I'm a fool?"
"A misunderstanding can destroy ......"
The latter sentence Satan did not speak. But Murphy didn't know that the real reason for Satan to attack him today was the unspoken sentence: "You can destroy...... Did Lucifer confess to me? ā
Every time Satan says a word, his power increases. By the time he said the last sentence, the power had already gathered and crushed Murphy.
Murphy sees. Behind Satan looms a demon head with seven horns, resembling a goat.
Murphy was "banged" and fell to the ground.
He held out a trembling bone claw toward Lucifer. "Help... Save... Life! ā
Lucifer glanced at Murphy, who came to his rescue, and then at Satan, who was angry.
Decisively choosing to stay out of the matter, he crouched down and slapped his palm lightly with Murphy.
"Come on!"
With that, he retreated to the door. Faintly sealed the only exit from the room.
"You!" Murphy was stunned by Lucifer's actions. Okay, what about trust between people?
Murphy only felt a deep despair enveloping his body and eroding his mind.
"I'm fighting with you!" Murphy yelled.
Just when Lucifer and Satan thought that Murphy was going to perform some forbidden spell such as burning souls, they were ready to step forward to stop it.
"Uhh......h His head was tilted, his mouth was open, and he lay motionless on the ground.
"Could it be that the forbidden art has backfired?" Lucifer and Satan thought to themselves.
They hurried up to check it out.
"Is the soul fire extinguished?" Lucifer saw that Murphy's eyes were pitch black.
"You can't really die, do you?" Satan on the side asked anxiously.
"I'll see later." Lucifer turned Murphy over and made him lie on his back on the ground.
Lucifer took a closer look at Murphy's two eye holes, and it was dark inside, and there was no light at all when the soul fire burned.
"Huh!" Lucifer seemed to have discovered something. A ball of light condensed in his right hand and approached Murphy's eye socket.
At the same time, Satan also observed a suspicious point.
"If the soul fire is extinguished, shouldn't the energy traction between the bones be completely dispersed? Why is it that when you turn him over, you can still keep it intact? ā
"Well, I also noticed that his eye sockets did not have the light of the soul fire when it burned. But it was pitch black, and even the light could not shine through. ā
"...... so"
"He's playing dead!" The two came to a conclusion in unison.
At the moment when the two of them came to a conclusion, Murphy, who was originally lying on the ground, bounced up like lightning.
"Oh... Oh... Oh," he screamed, as he rushed towards the door.
"Want to run?" Satan squeezed these two words out between his teeth.
I saw that at the door of the room, a thick ice wall was formed in an instant.
Murphy couldn't brake, and with a "bang", he slammed into the ice wall.
When Murphy got up again, he saw a beautiful woman with anger in her eyes, approaching him step by step.
"Don't... Other... Come here..."Murphy clutched his magic robe tightly in both hands, his back pressed against the ice wall, "You... You... I'm going to shout again! ā
("You shout!") If you just scream at your throat, no one will come to save you! In order not to spoil the image of Satan's beauty, this sentence is said by the author. ļ¼
Satan didn't reply, she just gently dodged her little feet.
An intricate pattern that spreads around the tips of her toes. In an instant, the whole room was enveloped in it.
"Enchantment?!" Murphy's soul fire burst out of thin air and two inches in his eyes, "Don't you want to be so ruthless!" ā
The door was closed that night, and no one knew what Murphy had suffered inside......