Chapter 289: Crowley at the Crossroads

Before the definition and standard of "strongest" to become the strongest exorcist was determined, Xiao Zhi temporarily aimed at strength, and the fame didn't want to spread so quickly, and when he first arrived, he hoped to know more about the circle of exorcist hunters. lest the tree be walking on the road with a big wind, and suddenly be killed by pulling out a gun......

A week after leaving town.

Xiao Zhi drove the off-road vehicle slowly on the road.

Humming an out-of-tune tune, he felt the warm breeze blowing in from the car window, and came to an uninhabited intersection on the highway, where he sat there until nearly 12 o'clock in the evening. He got out of the car and took out a tin box from the trunk and placed his photograph and the bones of the animal in a black bag.

Pull out an iron pickaxe, smash open the concrete floor in the center of the intersection, bury the iron box in it and cover it with soil, and wait quietly while looking at the screen on your phone......

The time shows 00:00, is it 0 o'clock, is it also 12 midnight, the temperature at the intersection suddenly drops, and the wind is blowing, blowing the sand and gravel on the ground in all directions......

Xiao Zhi leaned on the front of the car and felt a little bored, and was about to play the snake game on this old mobile phone to relieve his boredom, when a hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him: "It's a little interesting, I rarely see an Asian person perform this summoning ceremony, what do you want." ”

At some point, there stood an old man who smelled like a beggar.

Xiao Zhi frowned and said, "What's your name?" ”

The old beggar's eyes were filled with black, and the whole eyeball was like a cloud of black ink, and he said with some surprise: "You don't say what you want, but ask my name?" You must know that the name of the demon cannot be told to anyone at will, because it is dangerous......"

Xiao Zhi said lightly: "Being limited by a name, your strength doesn't look good." ”

The old beggar looked at the SUV with a look of anger on his face, and saw the door creak and slowly sink into the car, but it quickly stopped, because he had a pistol with a sacred aura on his head. His Adam's apple squirmed up and down: "Impulsive young man, you don't think this gun can kill demons, do you?" ”

Xiao Zhi opened the insurance and smiled: "Yes, it hasn't killed the demon yet, it seems that you are honored to be the first lucky person to test the gun." ”

The corner of the old beggar's eyes twitched twice: "Don't be impulsive, just say what you want, come to the crossroads to summon demons, I don't think you just want to hunt." ”

The demons at the crossroads are also called contract demons, if there is no weapon that can kill the demons, after they are expelled back to hell, as long as someone has a summoning ritual at the crossroads, they can still come up to the human world, but the range of activities is limited, and they will return to hell after the contract transaction......

Xiao Zhi pushed the pistol hard and said with a smile: "I'm going to find a crossroads demon named Aleister Crowley, and I'll use your life as a bargaining chip, do you think it's appropriate?" ”

The old beggar felt insulted: "You trade with the devil with the devil's things? ”

Xiao stopped and wanted to pull the trigger: "Okay, it turns out that your little life is not that valuable." ”

The old beggar hurriedly shouted, "I promise this deal, stop your damn index finger first, and don't let it pull the trigger!" Although the demon came and went without a trace, he didn't dare to bet on whether he could escape, because the Asian young man in front of him seemed to be confident and not afraid of his escape......

He reluctantly stretched out his hand: "Then let's trade!" Xiao Zhi stretched out his other hand and shook it together: "Deal!" ”

The faint power spread out, and there was another person at the crossroads, this was a round-faced uncle in a black suit, with a slight beard on his chin, he looked around and looked at the old beggar: "It's the power of the contract, someone will actually make a deal with you and ask to see me......"

Xiao Zhi patted the old beggar on the shoulder with the muzzle of the gun: "Thank you, you go back first, I will talk to this gentleman alone for a while." ”

The old beggar nodded, turned and left, and disappeared after a few steps......

Xiao Zhi suddenly raised his gun, plunged his index finger into the steel needle, and fired a shot in the back!

I saw that the old beggar who had left was shot in the heart of his eyebrows, blood flowed from the bullet holes, his eyes were full of disbelief, his body was weak, his knees were on the ground, and the black gas overflowing from his eyes desperately wanted to get closer to the ground, but the wind around him easily blew it away. The crossroads demon who had just finished the trade died, leaving only the corpse of an old beggar from nowhere......

The round-faced uncle was a little silent, he knew the demon at this crossroads, and he still had some skills, especially sneak attacks, but this Asian young man seemed to know that he would be shot in the future, which was incredible! What's even more terrifying is that the bullet fired from the dark red pistol was so powerful that it killed the demon friend on the spot......

Xiao Zhi stuffed the gun into his pocket: "I just finished the deal, I left, and I have to come back to die, I really can't keep up with the rhythm of your demon's thinking." ”

He said and looked at the round-faced uncle and said, "Aleister Crowley, an Englishman, born on October 12, 1875, is a mysticist, writer, mountaineer, poet, etc., very good, few demons can be as cultured as Mr. Crowley." ”

The round-faced uncle's originally gloomy expression, listening to Xiao Zhi tell his origin like a few family treasures, the flesh on his face suddenly couldn't hold back anymore and said coldly: "It seems that you know me quite well, but I don't remember knowing such an Asian friend as you, even if I had, I wouldn't be able to live for so long, from the breath of life, at most no more than 25 years old...... What do you want to do with me? ”

Xiao Zhi leaned lightly on the front of the car and yawned: "I like to read some niche books, and one of the few works you have left behind is just one of them, wild and deep, no wonder it was called the king of beasts and the king of apocalypse by the people of the year, and even the name of the most evil man." ”

Crowley waited patiently for him to finish and asked, "And then?" ”

Xiao Zhi spit out a few words lightly: "Do you want to be the king of hell, I'll help you." ”

The king of hell, if it is placed in the real world, it will definitely be frantically complained about the late stage of the second disease, but in this world, especially in the eyes of the devil, it is a super bombshell that explodes in front of it! Crowley's lips moved, he wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips and swallowed back, he had ideas, but he didn't dare to say it casually, because it was fatal!

Xiao Zhi is a man who has watched more than 300 episodes of TV series, this Crowley demon appeared in the fifth season, because of his interesting style of doing things, he has a high popularity, he seems to care about nothing, but he is actually very ambitious, after Lucifer is resealed, he successfully seizes the opportunity to become the king of hell.