Zuo Chang clasped his hands and looked at Melville who was crying.
Melville had stopped crying.
Her eyes were red, she sniffed and said, "Sorry, I lost my temper again."
"It's okay. It's better to come out from above than from below."
"Senior! Can you please stop mentioning what happened before? I don't want to either!"
Zuo Chang sneered: "I can remember that thing forever."
Melville said angrily: "It's unreasonable! I can't see any grace in you. You should learn more etiquette, it will be beneficial to your life!"
Zuo Chang didn't want to learn.
He looked at Melville and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Melville let out a breath: "Needless to say? Crying with joy."
"real?"
"I never lie."
Never lie, it's fake.
Crying with joy is also fake.
Melville didn't know why she was crying. At that moment, her tears fell naturally, as naturally as a smile.
Some emotions react more quickly in the body than in the mind.
Zuo Chang hesitated for a moment and said: "I had an exchange with your ancestor, and the exchange was very pleasant. For her sake... I can provide you with a choice."
Melville tilted his head: "What choice?"
“Control your life choices.”
Zuo Chang pointed to the dark figure beside him.
That's a war demon.
He continued: "You should know that this is a pure devil, the devil of war. Melville, you can become a follower of the devil of war."
Melville turned his head and looked at the shadow.
"Hey hey hey."
The war demon smiled and said, "Woman, don't you know what a 'devil follower' is?"
Melville slowly shook his head: "I don't know."
"Hmph - the so-called devil followers are my followers! Accept my brand and become a war believer! The benefit is... there are basically no benefits."
Melville blinked and said nothing.
The war demon continued: "As my follower, I can monitor your actions at any time, and I can also descend on you and allow you to borrow my power to fight. But whether I provide you with power depends entirely on my You have no right to force your mood - this kind of undeterminable benefit is equivalent to no benefit."
Melville asked tentatively: "So...is there any harm?"
The war demon smiled and said: "Yes! Yes! I am a demon. The demon is immortal, but it will be sealed. After I am sealed, my followers must find a way to unlock my seal, otherwise they will be cursed and suffer unbearable pain." , and will turn into a stone statue within a certain period of time, and suffer the pain of the seal with me!"
Zuo Chang added: "This is the situation, but it is not without its benefits. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. You are a follower of the war demon. What others want to do to you, you must consider the attitude of the war demon... War Devil, do you allow your followers to become other people’s mistresses?”
The war demon didn't quite understand: "I don't interfere in the private lives of my followers. Demons have no physical needs."
"What if it was forced? And that person is a very important noble in the community."
"Haha! The high-ranking person forces my followers to sell their bodies? Hmm..." Black Shadow's eyes were fierce and his mouth opened, "What a perfect reason to declare war! I want to launch a protracted war! Let that community Turn into a millstone of flesh and blood!”
Gulu.
Melville looked at the war demon, unsure if it was a joke.
Zuo Chang looked at her and said: "This is another option I offer you. If the tears you just shed were for your own destiny, I think becoming a demon follower is also salvation. Anyway, the witch and The devils are originally a family, and they all use the power of devils."
Melville remained silent.
Zuo Chang and War Demon were both patient people, and they waited quietly.
After a while...
Melville stretched out his hand, his eyes slowly firming: "I am willing."
"Hey hey hey, hahaha! Very good, Melville, you are my follower now."
The shadow stretched out his finger and tapped the back of Melville's hand.
Strange power surged into the body.
…
…
5245 Community, Cathedral.
Melville raised his eyes and saw the magnificent dome of the church——
She's back.
With honor.
Crush the glass ball tightly in your hand, dark magic power pours into your eyebrows, and the god's prompt appears in front of you:
[You have unlocked the crown profession: Witch. 】
[Now, you have a deeper understanding of magic, and the magic attack power has exceeded human limits and reached a whole new level. 】
【You have mastered the 'Potion School'. 】
Melville's emerald green eyes looked a little muddy with a hint of blood.
The clear sense of transparency disappeared, replaced by a sense of mystery and danger.
Her lips also became more and more colorful.
[Your changes have attracted the attention of the war demon. It sees your potential as unlimited and is determined to empower you with higher authority. 】
[You have become a 'War Priest' and gained new abilities 'High Dimensional Possession' and 'Guidance Coming'. 】
[High-dimensional possession: Use the power of war demons to fight. 】
[Guidance is coming: Release the coordinates and summon the war demon body to come. 】
"Melville, oh, Melville! I knew you could do it."
A bloated nobleman walked from the main entrance surrounded by people.
He opened his hands and looked at Melville with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes: "As soon as I received the news of your return, I came over immediately. My sweetheart, my little cutie, you - are not hurt. Bar?"
When he got close, the attendant stopped.
The bloated nobleman stepped forward without any hesitation.
Melville looked at him without any emotion in his heart.
Surging power brings surging confidence.
People say "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself." A true saint will not change his character just because he suddenly gained great power, but...
Melville was clearly no saint.
Because of the "Crown Witch", because of the "War Sacrifice", and even more because of the unexpressed but obvious support of the man named Zuo Chang, Melville only felt that he had completed his sublimation! She is very confident!
She looked at the abominable nobleman in front of her and thought to herself: "Melville, you used to grovel and flatter yourself in front of such an ugly thing? Don't you think... you are very low-level?"
The soft and boneless palms were raised gracefully.
The bloated noble looked at the white palm in front of him, thinking it was Melville's invitation. He bent down and raised his hand, wanting to kiss the palm——
"Hand of the Witch."
The next moment, Melville took action and took out the nobleman's heart.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!!"
Shouts were heard one after another, and a group of guards drew their sabers and quickly stepped forward to protect the bloated nobles.
The leader shouted loudly: "You...you bitch! How dare you hurt adults?! Do you know what you are doing?"
no answer.
The stained glass windows of the church transmit sunlight. Under the dome, in front of the statue of the God, Melville is sitting on his knees with a delicate posture.
She lowered her eyes and looked tenderly at the beating heart in her hand.
Sorry everyone, there is a traffic jam on the road, so I am late...
In this way, I will punish myself with three cups, you can do whatever you want!
Ton! Ton! Ton!
(End of chapter)
