"The devil's deal?"

In his office, the Lord of the Holy City kept recalling the words of the departed demon that day.

His hands rubbed against each other on the mahogany table, his brow furrowed.

The support of the Kyushu Empire has departed.

Although he has been retained many times, Hu Ziming, who said that he will never participate in the internal affairs of other countries, is very resolute.

However, the threat of the Holy City has not been lifted, and the danger of the cultivators has dissipated, but the United States has repeatedly asked to enter the Holy City for peacekeeping.

Although the Lord of the Holy City has repeatedly refused politely, he still can't stand the burning humanitarian spirit of the United States.

"Only when you have experienced this feeling of humanity can you know the bitterness in it. ”

The Lord of the Holy City looked at the several official letters placed on the table, rubbed his brows, and said weakly.

Although the two holy relics of Solomon's Temple and the Abrahamic Monolith fell into the hands of the Holy City, there is no one in the Holy City who has the ability to control these two holy objects.

Although the holy weapon is powerful, it is useless, and it can only be terrifying in the hands of the Holy City.

But this does not deter the United States that has already made up its mind.

"Demons, rice countries, creatures that symbolize betrayal, lies, and deception will one day be ranked alongside the most democratic country in the world, and even I will choose the former, I really don't know who this is ironic for. ”

The Lord of the Holy City smiled bitterly.

"Does sarcasm matter to whom?"

A hoarse chuckle appeared behind the Lord of the Holy City.

"Who?"

The Lord of the Holy City turned his head suddenly.

Behind the Lord of the Holy City, Carlos leaned against the pure white wall and looked at the sharp nails on his right hand.

Beneath the pure white, the red scales on his body showed an unusual hideousness.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the Lord of the Holy City feels that the demon in front of him is a desire and lie that is deeper into the soul than that day.

"Who else but me?"

Carlos spoke hoarsely.

After cleansing his blood with the blood of a high demon, Carlos felt as if he had been reborn.

The instinct of the demon that penetrates into the bone marrow is more and more like an arm.

After seeing that it was this demon, the Lord of the Holy City calmed down.

"Is the devil so idle now? I've heard that the Holy See has never stopped searching for you. ”

Carlos smiled, and he walked around the scarlet desk in front of the Lord of the Holy City, and sat down cross-legged across from the Lord of the Holy City.

"Except for the Pope, who wields the sword of Cass, and the disgusting angels, who pose no threat to us in the slightest, neither of these two will come to seek us personally. ”

Carlos says that while the dark creatures look like they're embarrassed, they just look like they're just embarrassed, and that the dark creatures never break their bones.

"Human, what you should be thinking about now is whether or not to accept our help? How are you thinking? I must remind you that we are not in a hurry, but some people do not know. ”

Carlos said in a tone full of demagogy.

The Lord of the Holy City knows who he is talking about, but the so-called negotiation must not allow others to take the initiative.

"You're talking about the United States, we now have two holy weapons, Solomon's Temple and Abraham's Monastery, each of which is not inferior to the existence of the Sword of Cass, even the United States does not dare to enter the Holy City easily. ”

Carlos was not surprised or anything else by the words of the Lord of the Holy City, he stretched out a hand and took a blank piece of paper from the desk and said:

"Really, half-truths, do you think Nine can deceive me?"

Then, as if the old-timers were looking at their juniors, Carlos said in his voice, which seemed to be a delayed friction in hell:

"Humans, as far as lies are concerned, you are still a bunch of immature children who have not grown up. ”

"Solomon's Temple and the Monolithic Monoliths of Abraham are indeed rare artifacts, but not everyone can use them, otherwise not everyone would be popes. ”

"A weapon is only in the hands of the strong, that is a weapon, and when it is weak, it is a curse. ”

The white paper folded between Carlos's crimson scales, the pure white paper gradually turning brown and yellow as it folded, like a parchment scroll that had been ravaged by time for hundreds of years.

Placing the sheepskin scroll on the table, Carlos reached out and began to draw his fingers on the scroll.

Lines of lava-like writing spread across the scrolls like flowing magma.

And Carlos's voice didn't stop.

"And it's not you who repel the people in the Holy City, it was done by the Kyushu Empire, humans, you won't be so stupid as to think that you can do whatever you want with two holy weapons that can't be used. ”

"You have to figure it out, it's the Kyushu Empire that is strong, not you. ”

Carlos destroyed the position of the Lord of the Holy City with a single sentence.

Every word he said was like a sword striking the Lord of the Holy City in the vital spot.

"And now, if I'm not miscalculating the time, the people of the Kyushu Empire who came to help you defend Solomon's Temple this time have left. ”

"Humans, it seems that you are going to face the United States alone?"

Carlos smiled with a sneer, as if at this moment he had escaped from the fear of facing the inexplicable oriental man before, and began to regain his true colors as a demon.

In the hysteria of madness and sanity, between deception and lust.

"I'm starting to appreciate your courage, although we don't look down on the United States, but it's not a small problem for you. ”

After all, this world is in the transition between myth and technology, and the hegemony of the United States for decades is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The Lord of the Holy City knew that Carlos's every word was right, and he was even more frightened, this demon knew everything about the situation in the Holy City.

Only the unknown information can exchange the wisdom of negotiation for the greatest benefit, but at this time, the Lord of the Holy City knows that he has completely lost the leading power in negotiation.

Raising his head to look at the demon whose fingers were still sliding over the brown and yellow scrolls, the Lord of the Holy City said:

"What do you want?"

Carlos smiled, and he didn't stop his fingers, like a master painting at his best.

"Have you ever heard of the Dark See?"

The Dark Church?

The Lord of the Holy City frowned, the name itself was not a good meaning.

"Doesn't sound like a good thing. ”

With a sly smile, Carlos mocked the Lord of the Holy City.

"Judging people by their appearance is just as irrational as judging things by their name. ”

"Demons also speak of reason?"

The Lord of the Holy City reversed.

Putting away his fingers, the lines on the ancient sheepskin scroll in front of Carlos shone with an abnormal light, and after glancing at the Lord of the Holy City, Carlos smiled:

"Demons are more difficult to be than you think. ”

There seemed to be an indescribable demagogy in his hoarse voice.

"You don't need to know too much about the Dark Church, you just need to know that the Dark See is the Holy See of dark creatures. ”

"Who are you from the Dark See?"

"I, I'm just a creature of darkness. ”

"It seems that the master of the Dark Curia is someone else, Count Dracula?"

The Lord of the Holy City directly guessed.

The information of the vampire Dracula has long appeared in the databases of various countries, and it is estimated that the author who wrote "Count Dracula" could not have imagined that the prototype of his own writing would one day use the name of his protagonist.

Count Dracula's strength is unquestionable, and fighting the angels head-on and retreating with his whole body is a testimony of his strength.

It was the angel Cass who repelled the demon beast tide head-on.

"It seems that he is not a small fame. ”

Carlos pouted, seeming to have a slight opinion about how famous his colleague was.

The Lord of the Holy City said, "Before he even appeared, the name was already quite popular, and this time it is just to make it even bigger." ”

"But unfortunately not, the master of the Dark See, even we don't know who it is. ”

As if with fear, and like with a description of the unknown, Carlos spoke in an inexplicable tone about the man he dared not imagine.

"He is a powerful and non-existent existence in mythology, and even after you have seen him, you can't express his existence in words or in any form, he, you don't know. ”

"How is it compared to the angels of the Holy See?"

The Lord of the Holy City did not take Carlos's words as facts, after all, the devil loves to lie in addition to his name.

And it is too normal for each sect to boast about the gods of its own sect.

Although it is a bit strange for a demon to do such a thing, it is acceptable.

Carlos seemed to see through the thoughts of the Lord of the Holy City, and he glanced at the Lord of the Holy City and said:

"I've never seen such a powerful human being, he is at least above the level of a true god, as for how powerful it is, at least now there is no kingdom that can fight against him. ”

"If what you say is true, then you have already overturned the Holy See. ”

"It's a pity that the master of the Dark Curia doesn't have this in mind. ”

Carlos wasn't ready to go on this topic.

"Human, you're asking too much, you shouldn't have known so much if it weren't for the fact that the Dark Holy See would be rooted here in the future. ”

"And now you have one more chance to think about cooperation, and the next time I show up, it should be when humanitarian artillery fires sweep through here. ”

The Lord of the Holy City's brows furrowed, the demon in front of him was threatening him, but he didn't have the slightest solution.

The Holy City is still a little weak, maybe after seizing this opportunity, they will rise quickly, but now all they have to do is to keep the two holy weapons.

"We have requirements. ”

Carlos laughed, and the laughter was filled with a sense of hypocrisy and deception, which made people feel chills all over their bodies.

"My favorite thing is to talk about the conditions, to say your conditions. ”

"The Dark Curia does not appear on the plain side. ”

"Yes!"

Carlos' fingers twitched over the scrolls on the table, and then he made his own terms.

"But all members of the Dark See, if you need to, you need to provide them with unconditional identification. ”

"There's a big flaw in this, and you can find out when you look it up. ”

"It's our business whether we can find out or not. ”

"Yes!"

Carlos smiled and drew another stroke on the scroll.

On top of the brown-yellow scroll, a strange line of text appeared clearly and coherently.

It's an ancient pact with demons, like an oath that cannot be broken.

On the basis of the laws handed down from time immemorial, an irreversible and broken contract is reached.

As time passed, there were more and more words on it, and contracts were engraved on it.

After a pleasant exchange, Carlos and the Lord of the Holy City made a good verbal commitment.

"Finally!"

Carlos shoved the scroll full of words in front of the Lord of the Holy City.

"Sign it!"

"A demon's contract?"

"Yes, the devil's contract, the most pact in the world, all the vows and conditions are irreversible and unbreakable under its witness. ”

The Lord of the Holy City picked up the scroll that Carlos had handed him and looked at it carefully.

It was an ancient text, and the Lord of the Holy City, though he did not recognize it, understood its meaning.

He read them one by one.

"I heard that the devil will write the contract into the pattern of the contract to deceive the world. ”

"I don't use that kind of low-level means to make people laugh. ”

Carlos smiled, seemingly disdainful of this tactic.

"You can study it slowly, what I have is time. ”

"But I'm afraid that the United States won't give you so much time. ”

Naturally, the Lord of the Holy City knew about it, and he read every stripe carefully, and then checked all the patterns again.

"I hope that the demons are all covenant-keeping. ”

The Lord of the Holy City finally signed the letter on the contract.

And as he signed the words, the scroll burst into flames.

Eventually, it burned up in mid-air, completely in ashes.

And the Lord of the Holy City also felt that the covenant in the underworld seemed to be witnessed by an extremely great being, and no one could break it.

"The devil's pact is something more unbreakable by the angel's guard, and you won't be disappointed. ”

Carlos stood up, then stretched, his crimson tail wagging in the office of the Lord of the Holy City.

"Then it's time to deliver on our promises. ”

Carlos turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the office of the Lord of the Holy City.

In the desert in the distance, a cloud of smoke melted into Carlos's appearance beside Dracula, who had re-donned his black cloak.

"That's it, it's time to talk to Mi Guo. ”

"Let's go!"

Dracula didn't ask for specifics, negotiation and deception, demons are the most professional, no one can compete with them in this industry.

He was just looking for a place to vent his anger now.

It's not a good feeling to be slapped in the sky.

..................

In the distant sea, the sky suddenly changed, and the clear sky suddenly turned into black and red clouds.

Like a prelude to the end of the world, and like a precursor to a storm.

"What's that?"

The GIs of the rice country looked up at the sky.

Drops of blood fell from the sky.

The scarlet flesh seemed to tell the precursor to the killing.