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Chapter 136: The Demonic Youth Who Slightly Dislikes Demons After completing a set of Intermediate Muscle and Bone Forging techniques, Little Weir felt a strange sensation throughout his body. He hadn't eaten anything, only drank a bowl of thousand-year-old aged wine, yet his body recovered so well. Was this the so-called home advantage? No, perhaps he was currently using a projection of his own body, which was the benefit of body synchronization. Since his body was constantly nourished and infused with…-
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"Such a real soul battlefield! What exactly is the origin of that little fellow?" At the top of a large tree, the devil-masked youth gently touched his broken arm. How many years had it been since he last felt his body? He never expected to feel it again at this moment. Memories that he had almost completely eroded away were now resurfacing, bit by bit. This world was merely a mid-level world. He had been accidentally drawn to it, casting down a 《Book of Devils》, which led to his first…
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Chapter 134: Battling the Devil Again, Revisiting an Old Haunt “Ding! The Apostle has defeated their opponent; Hadfield’s soul has dissipated. Hidden soul knowledge recorded: seven sets of knight cultivation methods, three sets of witchcraft meditation methods, twelve witchcraft templates. Three-tenths of the dissipated soul power has been collected and converted, enhancing the Apostle’s soul power. The first battle in the Soul Battlefield has ended!” “Ding! A devil’s split soul has…
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"The Goddess of Night? How could the Goddess of Night appear in this kid's soul space?" Hadfield was taken aback. He was a follower of the devil, so how could he benefit from encountering the Goddess of Night, one of the oldest and most powerful gods? "Moonlight Illumination!" Little Weir was only a level one wizard apprentice and hadn't truly learned any witchcraft, but he had an intuitive, almost instinctive, understanding of the gifts bestowed by the goddess. Although the "Night Meditation Method,"…
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“What the heck is a Soul Battlefield?” Little Weir, unable to move or open his eyes inside the blood cocoon, was chatting happily with the proxy spirit in his mind. Outside, a dazzling five-colored light erupted from him, and a small, exquisite seven-story pagoda slowly flew out. It ignored the layers of the blood cocoon's embrace and the obstruction of the blood-red barriers filling the sky, soaring into the air and continuously expanding. “The seven-story pagoda!” The Star Mountain Wizard…
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Above the altar, a blood-red face quietly emerged amidst Hadfield’s prayers. Hadfield held a thick book, its cover adorned with a grotesque devil mask and strange patterns. “In the name of the Book of Devils, I, Hadfield, swear that my soul shall belong to you after death. I offer one hundred and forty living hearts in exchange for the power of the devil, and pure, benevolent souls in exchange for the opportunity to possess the person in the blood cocoon.” The blood-red devil’s face suddenly…
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In the sky, two colossal monsters engaged in a brutal, bloody brawl. Giant fists landed on their invulnerable bodies, leaving deep marks, and blood splattered as the two savagely fought, without technique or flair, only primitive, wild attacks. Fists, kicks, tearing, and biting – in a flash, the two enormous monsters became blood-soaked figures, covered in wounds. Hadfield kicked Grinson a dozen meters away, almost sending him tumbling off the altar. Grinson, however, used the momentum to…
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Chapter 129: Those who believe in devils will eventually be devoured by them. Ten meters above the pond of Mirdis Intermediate Academy, a huge, illusory altar shimmered into existence. That's right, not on the water, not in the water, not by the pond, but in mid-air. A tall monster knelt there respectfully on an altar with a radius of over twenty meters. A devil's bone mask glowed with eerie ghost fire in its eyes, and forty-nine fresh hearts, still faintly beating, formed a circle. In the very…
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The monster locked onto Senior Knight Molly and swooped down to attack. Senior Knight Molly casually threw a bottle, which shattered in mid-air as it met the monster, unleashing a sacred aura—it was Holy Water from the Church of the Goddess of Dawn. The Holy Water hissed and sizzled on the monster's body, emitting a bloody stench. The monster let out a pained groan, nearly losing control of its body and falling to the ground. "Damn it! Once I successfully sacrifice to the great All-Powerful Demon…
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“If, if the Heart-Gouging Demon is backed by a devil, then everything makes sense.” Little Weir felt a chill throughout his body. Everyone had a clear understanding of demons: they were a race from hell, originally called the Demon Race. Due to people’s aversion to their invasion of this world, they were called demons. Devils, on the other hand, were like an upgraded version of vengeful spirits; they possessed extremely extreme emotions, as well as high intelligence and a strange sense of…
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