It's still in a dream.

Freddy's consciousness was a little dazed, and it felt as if it had been dreaming for a long time.

In my dreams, I seem to have made an ulterior deal with some terrible devil.

And the devil doesn't tell it the specifics of the deal.

Shook his head.

Freddy was still a little confused.

It stared blankly at the darkness in front of it, trying to recall the specific content of the "dream", but could not do anything.

Thereupon.

A thought crossed its mind: "How do I have a sense of déjà vu, as if I've had similar dreams before......"

"Wait? I? Who am I? ”

Freddy muttered.

At this moment, a voice that made it instinctively disgusted sounded: "Hey, have you lost your memory?" ”

"Oh, that's great."

"I'm telling you, you're Freddy, you're my slave."

Follow the direction of the sound.

Freddy saw the phone floating next to it.

Suddenly.

Freddy shuddered and shook his head violently: "Ryan, you psychotic, don't try to lie to me, I didn't have amnesia, damn it...... Damn it. ”

When he came back to his senses, he was scolding.

Freddy pointed to the phone and said, "you Ryan, you still want me to be your slave, you dream!" ”

The other end of the phone.

Ryan said angrily, "Okay, you...... You dare to scold me, do you know that I, Lane, am a baron canonized by Director Du Wei himself, and you dare to talk to me like this? ”

"You wait for me."

"Hah...... Phew......"

A mouthful of phlegm flew straight out of the phone and spit on Freddy's face with precision.

Freddy collapsed on the spot.

"Ryan, you madman, I've made a deal with the Du Devil, how can you still do this to me?"

"I can't remember the transaction, but I'm yours now."

"We're a gang, you know?"

Ryan said suspiciously, "A gang? Are we in this group? ”

Freddy said, "Or else? I've made a deal with Du Devil, can I still be in a gang? Don't you know what kind of character he is? ”

Now, Freddy has remembered everything from the past, except for the content of the transaction.

After all, it's not amnesia.

Then, Freddy pleaded bitterly: "Lane, Father Lane, I beg you, for the sake of my current use of the Devil, you should treat me a little kinder, stop verbally insulting me, and spit on me." ”

But I've just finished speaking.

Ryan sneered disdainfully on the other end of the phone.

"It's as if you're qualified to refuse."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, I'm a nobleman, and I don't have a common topic with a poor person like you."

"You've made a deal with the Director now, so you're the Director's slave."

"And I, Lane, am the baron canonized by the director, so you are about equal to my slave."

"It's called class oppression."

Saying that, Ryan said arrogantly: "As long as you are still my slave, I will always torture you, otherwise how can I reflect the superiority of my nobility." ”

Freddy was stunned: "I'm such a fool, how could I agree to make a deal with Du Devil, how could I try to reason with you a psychopath." ”

"Alas......"

It let out a long sigh and fell to its knees with its legs bent uncontrollably.

"Come on, torture me......"

"If you have the ability, you torture me to death......"

Now, it's Ryanlen's turn.

He gasped and said disgustedly, "You're really cheap......"

Freddy's eyes were red and tears were in his eyes, and he said, "It's not all you who forced it...... I really want to die, didn't I just kill a lot of people when I was an evil spirit? I know it's wrong...... Why do this to me. ”

"My nightmare spirit Freddy is simply living in hell on earth......"

……

The next day, in the afternoon.

North of Switzerland, the largest railway station.

The sky was a little overcast, and the drizzle was falling, bringing a hint of coolness.

Many passers-by lined up in long lines with umbrellas or long coats.

As the team gradually pitted.

A man in a black priest's uniform put away the umbrella in his hand, and when he raised his head, he revealed a slightly pale and cold face.

"I hate rainy days."

Du Wei whispered, and then walked towards the inside of the station.

He's not in great shape right now.

After leaving the Ustengra Mountains, he forcibly assimilated the Golden Scales as the evil spirit Du Wei, and behind it was Simonli, one of the Seventy-Two Pillars of Solomon.

He didn't know much about the demon gods.

But the revolt has begun.

It's just that Du Wei's current physical condition is really a bit poor.

The burden of the evil spirit Du Wei's use of his body is too great.

His body lost a fifth of its blood.

Also, there are some skin traumas.

After leaving the Ustengra Mountains yesterday, Du Wei went to the nearest hospital for treatment.

Originally, he was supposed to recuperate for a while.

But his instincts told him that he was running out of time.

The threat of an antique clock made him feel like a needle on his back, and he couldn't stop at all.

Because once you start to stop, it is likely that when the official matchup comes, the chances of winning will become smaller.

Even if it's a hard hold......

……

Sit by the window of the train.

Du Wei looked out the window expressionlessly, he was the only one in the position he chose, so no one would disturb him.

While looking at it, I thought about it: the hands, the masks, these patterns all represent different demon gods, and I also get different abilities. ”

"The golden balance should also have a capability."

"It's just that I can't use it right now."

"Because I need to become stronger, or let the evil spirit Du Wei quickly recover to his peak, but then it will increase the burden on my body, and I will die faster."

"Maybe I should think differently and find some help."

"The Vanity Sect is a great choice......"

"And Matthew, if I can pretend to be more like a duke, maybe I can trick him and pull him against those."

The more disadvantageous the situation.

The calmer Du Wei became, the more he knew all his shortcomings and how to make up for them.

"There's Mercer in the Vanity Cult, and as long as I meet him again in the form of the evil spirit Dewey, I can turn him into my vest."

"It's equivalent to creating an undercover agent that perfectly belongs to me."

"And Matthew, I need to have the status of a duke, or better understand this Victorian existence."

Thinking of this, Du Wei pulled his clothes apart, and there were large white bandages wrapped around them, and coagulated blood spots could be faintly seen.

Take out a letter from the compartment of your clothes.

Du Wei casually opened it and said, "The Gates of Hell, can you really give me the answer I want?" ”

A line of text emerged from it: [Yes master, whatever you want to know, it will tell you, but every door is different, and the way they give back to you is not the same. 】

[Moreover, the back of the gates of hell is extremely dangerous, are you sure you really want to go?] 】

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