Mammon, which means wealth in the ancient Chaldean language, is the embodiment of money in the New Testament, the demon who rules over greed.

As its name suggests, it loves wealth and treasure. But in fact, as early as the time of the Holy Angels, when it was still serving God in the heavenly realm, it already had this paranoid love of treasure. At that time, it was concerned only with gold, silver, and precious stones, not with its "Lord."

It is extremely greedy, so if there is one sin to take away from people, it is undoubtedly one of the most suitable candidates among the demons.

After listening to Mammon's words, Marcel stared at it for a moment, shook his head, and said lightly.

"I have no interest in you, take your sacrifice and leave, don't let me send you back by force. ”

With that, he leaned on his workbench with some weakness and re-studied his carvings, trying to find out what had gone wrong so that he had not summoned the messenger.

He didn't care if Mammon was really strong or not, and in his eyes only the messenger in the record could accomplish his cause.

Because no matter which demon is a major sin, it is impossible to represent the evil of all people, let alone change, and the demon is just a demon.

As for whether he has the ability to send Mammon back to hell, there is no need to worry about this, he is always foolproof.

He had long foreseen what would happen if something else was summoned, and he was a genius who, in his own words, was capable of negotiating a solution even if Satan was summoned.

The key is not only the contract he makes when he summons a demon or a messenger, but also his carving.

The platform he created with the engraving was the platform he created, and this platform was so important that he became the medium through which the demons existed in this world.

If he dies, the demons will also dissipate into this world, and may also reduce the power they consumed to descend here, thus affecting themselves.

This is the capital that Marcel is capable of negotiating.

"Okay, okay. ”

There was a grim smile in Mammon's eyes, this arrogant human made it a little angry, but it had to admit that it really didn't want to expend its strength on this weak human.

There was a flicker in its red pupils, and it looked away from Marcell's.

"You're such an interesting human being, if one day you want to sell your soul, be sure to contact me, I can make a good price. ”

Marcel didn't answer its words, and he didn't bother to listen, in his eyes Mammon was just a product of his failures, nothing more.

Mammon, on the other hand, turned her head to look at the other side of the room, and the panicked merchants gathered together and retreated, but the door to the room was closed, and they had no way to retreat.

"Actually, I prefer to receive sacrifices like gold and silver treasures, but if I don't have those. ”

It smiled and looked at the crowd, as if it were looking at something delicious, and raised its claw-like palm.

"It's okay to replace you greedy souls. ”

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Outside Marshall's mansion, in the city of Jeffries, it was noon, but the sky was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.

Pitch-black clouds obscured all the sunlight and pressed low over the city. The air was dull and dry, and every breath made it very dry.

No one knows what happened, all one knows is that the sky suddenly became like this.

At first, people just stopped on the side of the road curiously and looked at the sky, thinking that it was going to rain, maybe a torrential rain, maybe a storm.

However, this is not a big deal for Jeffries City, which has perfect city defense measures, and ordinary natural disasters cannot affect the normal life of residents at all.

But I don't know who it is, but I suddenly found that on the corner of the road, a set of strange carvings carved on the wall lit up.

Then, in all corners of the city, groups of carvings that had been thought to be abandoned lit up one after another.

Black mist poured out of the carved patterns and flew into the air with a terrifying aura, hovering beneath the clouds.

What is that?

No one knows, the unknown and the dreary air inflats the fear in people's hearts.

People know what's going on, but no one knows what's going on. What they knew was that the scene in front of them seemed to indicate that a catastrophe was coming.

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"So, is this a demon?" said John the Dwarf, holding his hammer, walked in front of the chaotic merchants, and smiled dryly as he looked at Mammon who was slowly approaching.

"Isn't it a little too exciting, can I say that I fought with demons when I drink in the future?"

"To be precise, it's a demon king. Jill corrected John's words and came to his side, dagger in hand, eyes looking up and down at Mammon, presumably looking for an opportunity to attack.

Lorna and Lily also stepped up and went into a state of alert.

In the chaotic crowd, they are one of the few people who are not flustered.

Mammon also seemed to notice the adventurers in the four merchant piles, they were the only ones who had some ability to resist, but in Mammon's opinion, they were just slightly larger ants.

Its bird-like beak hooked a cruel grin, and it pressed its body slightly, like an eagle ready to pounce, and spread its wings behind its back.

"Be careful, it's coming. Lorna held her sword in front of her.

But before her words could fall, Mammon had already turned into an afterimage and pounced in front of her, her scarlet eyes still trailing with a glimmer of light, and her claws raised high.

"Bang!"

Mammon's claws pierced through Lily's shield that had blessed Lorna, but it also halted her attack for a moment, giving Lorna a chance to dodge.

Lorna rolled on the ground in embarrassment as she stabbed her sword into Mammon's hand.

"Z!" The blade made contact with the demon's skin, and a spark flickered.

Lorna gritted her teeth, her palms numb from the shock, but her attacks didn't hurt Mammon at all.

"Lorna, get out of the way. Jill appeared above Mammon, and the short knife in his hand stabbed neatly into the other's eyes.

But Mammon just tilted her head at random, and dodged Jill's stabbing blow.

"Slow thieves. It sneered, raised its other palm, and slammed it on Jill's body, and Jill was instantly pumped out, spun and slammed into the wall of the room with a thud.

And at this time, John's sledgehammer of the dwarf also arrived.

"Ahh

"Bang!" a muffled sound sounded, and in the dwarf's astonished eyes, Mammon caught his hammer with one hand, and only took a slight step back.

"Oh. John's beard shook and he raised his eyes regretfully: "It looks like it will hurt a little later." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mammon let go of his hammer and kicked him in the chest.

His diminutive body flew straight upside down, crashing heavily into the crowd, knocking down a group of merchants who were still trying to escape.

"Oh, it's easy. Mammon sneered and turned to look at Lorna, who was standing not far away.

"You creatures are getting weaker and weaker. ”

"Humph!" Lorna took a step back, and then, the sword in her hand stabbed straight into Mammon's chest.

But before the blade touched its body, it was easily grasped by one of its palms.

"Why bother?" said Mammon with a smile, as if gentle.

"I don't like to torment you like to torture you like Satan, but I will give you endless riches and all that you want, and I will give you your souls obediently, won't I?"

There was a different kind of seductiveness in his voice, and under its words, Lorna's expression slowly became dull.

As greed, it has a more powerful allure than other demons, and it can always lead people to their own destruction.

Mammon looked at the blank Lorna, and the smile on her face gradually changed from gentle to hideous, and stretched out her palm towards Lorna's face.

"Smack. ”

Just as its hand was about to touch Lona, a hand grasped its wrist.

This made Mammon stunned for a moment, for it didn't feel anyone approaching it at all.

"Who?" it looked to its side with a cold look.

"So, why do you think you're more powerful than that messenger?"

Chu held Mammon's hand and asked lightly.