Pain!
Unbearable pain!
This is Tang Qi’s first feeling after he wakes up. It flows like a tide, the kind of pain that cannot be avoided by any means, as if it directly affects his soul. The source of the pain is him. The head, the wrists of both hands, the ankles of the feet.
When he instinctively wailed because of pain, a series of old, hoarse voices, like the hum of flies, constantly penetrated into his mind. This is a cumbersome and obscure language. , But strangely, Tang Qi understood everything.
”The great demon of ruling, please listen to the call of the believer, the old Morgan, to replace the young body of the humble believer’s soul. For this, I would like to offer a delicious and young soul as a sacrifice. Please make a great ruling. Enjoy the magic…”
The Demon of Judgment? who?
Is this a prank? Am I not drinking with my colleagues in a bar?
Am I kidnapped?
Wait?
Am I being hung on the cross?
When Tang Qi realized this, the pain seemed to ease, and he finally stopped wailing at this time, opening his eyes with great effort, and the gradually expanding range of sight was first covered with shadows, and then From haziness to clarity, the latter scene was extremely horrible and weird and came into his eyes at this moment.
In front of his eyes is a hazy, black shadow bubble. Judging from the boundary of the bubble, Tang Qi himself is also within this bubble. And the one that released this huge black bubble was a huge weird scale, made of bronze, covered in mottled colors.
On the bronze plates at both ends of the scale, each has a hazy light. They all seem to be…humanoids?
Yes, it’s a human form.
Tang Qi’s gaze penetrated the dim light and saw their true form.
At one end of is a teenager who is in a coma. His face looks very delicate, his face is pale, his body is thin, he seems to be having a nightmare, and his face is full of horrified expressions.
At the other end of is a very old man, a black man with loose and jet-black skin, but he is awake, kneeling on the bronze plate, his hands in a strange posture, with words in his mouth. , Seems to be praying, requesting.
And the direction he prays is exactly where Tang Qi is.
That’s right, it’s him.
Although the whole scale is in a wobbly state, constantly changing directions amidst the sound of “creaking”, no matter how it changes, the old black man faces Tang Qi when he prays.
“Could it be that I am the demon of ruling?”
”Om”
When Tang Qi realized something and exhausted his courage, he lowered his head and looked down. His already painful mind bounced like a sledgehammer hit his head severely, and countless ghosts emerged. , In the wailing, he finally saw his real situation clearly.
He was indeed tied to a cross, a very special cross.
is right in the middle of this huge scale. Any part Tang Qi looks down and sees is engraved with blood-red skull textures, which seem to be symbols and words. A weird and terrifying aura lies between these textures. Wandering.
When Tang Qi wanted to twist his body and see more things, more intense pain and craziness flooded than ever before. The source was his head, wrists and ankles.
In another painful wailing, Tang Qi saw his body clearly, also wrapped in a hazy brilliance, hung on the skull cross, a total of five sharp nails penetrated his head. , Hands, wrists, and ankles of feet.
Tang Qi is very frightened. He was hurt like this, but he didn’t die?
“No, no, I’m already dead, I’m now in the state of soul.”
”These two are also souls.”
Tang Qi suddenly realized an extremely terrifying fact, and then there was a look of horror on his face. This moment can be said to be distorted, a twisted soul hung on the cross and wailing, the old black man who witnessed all this. As if thinking that everything is normal, I prayed more excitedly.
At the same time, Tang Qi’s eyes suddenly penetrated the black bubbles and saw the outside scene: a seemingly spacious and luxurious study room, a huge bookcase, a desk made of mahogany, and the luxury on top Crystal chandeliers and all kinds of beautifully-looking gadgets all prove the owner’s wealth and taste.
But at this moment, this place was destroyed by two “corpses” on the ground.
There was no blood, no signs of mess or fighting, but there were indeed two corpses lying side by side on the ground.
A corpse was a teenager, black hair, beautiful features, pale face, thin body, well-fitted, and wearing some kind of exotic clothes that I had never seen before.
Another, an old black man with ordinary facial features, with a gloomy temperament, wearing clothes that seem to be a housekeeper.
Around the two of them, there are burning candles with the color like blood. The white powder draws strange patterns in the middle, and the middle area above their heads is placed with an old Bronze scales.
“Is this…?”
“hu~huhu”
Calm down, I must calm down, try to hold back and take a few deep breaths, Tang Qi forced myself to calm down.
After a long time, my mouth trembled and said, “So, I drank a drink, and when I woke up, I crossed and became a devil. My soul was still hung on a **** cross and mixed into one. It was obviously a very evil ritual. The old black man who seemed to be the old housekeeper seemed to be the initiator of the ritual. He prayed to me and asked me to help him replace him with a younger body. Even the target was already found. ?”
Tang Qi combined the old black man’s prayer language and the scene in front of him, so he slowly reasoned out his true situation.
But, he still can’t move, he can’t break free of the five nails, and a move will cause him to suffer infinite pain.
Now, Tang Qi has two choices.
First, he promised the old black man to change his body and complete this evil ritual. Tang Qi had a sign in his mind at this moment. As long as he opened his mouth, he could take the unconscious person on the left side of Libra. The young soul devours.
This is the process of completing the ritual. As long as one end of the scale has no soul, the other end will naturally sink. It just touches a certain mechanism that allows the soul of the old black man to enter the extremely young body below, from an old black man. , Transformed into a delicate young man.
And Tang Qi’s second choice is naturally to reject the old black man. The consequence of this option is that Tang Qi doesn’t know at all. What will happen after rejection? It’s okay to cross into a devil who doesn’t know the so-called, if even the devil can’t do it, wouldn’t it be even worse.
”How to choose?”
While suppressing the pain, Tang Qi struggled to swallow non-existent saliva, looking away from which “sacrifice” he was.
He is now a hungry devil, full of desire for the soul, Tang Qi can feel that he is rapidly becoming weak, the five nails bring more than pain, if it continues, Tang Qi feels that he will soon It will dissipate completely.
If you agree to the old black man, Tang Qi’s best end is to continue to be the so-called “devil of ruling”, attached to this scale, pressed under the box, and waiting for the next customer to arrive.
can he accept this end?
“No, I would rather dissipate completely than become such a humble devil.”
“There must be a way, there must be a way.”
“Think of it, I can think of it.”
The strong desire to survive makes Tang Qi’s mind work like never before. However, he was just an ordinary urban white-collar worker in his previous life. As a devil, he only took a moment. Facing such a dead end, how could he come up with one in a short time? Way out.
And time is passing fast.
one second!
Two seconds!
three seconds!
Tang Qi’s twisted soul is getting weaker and weaker. The old black man who has been praying raised his head in a little astonishment, as if wondering why his ritual did not work. At this time, Tang Qi could see clearly that this old black man absolutely It is an evil existence.
That old face is full of gloom and brutality, and the hazy soul is full of black threads, a muddy villain.
But it doesn’t seem to matter what kind of existence the old black man is. Tang Qi’s head is getting heavier and heavier and more and more drowsy. He even feels that he has lost the strength to devour that sacrifice. Maybe the next second He is about to dissipate.
Or, fall asleep.
At this last moment, Tang Qi suddenly had a ridiculous thought. He wanted to see if his current posture was really exactly the same as Jesus?
When this thought came out, Tang Qi’s gaze suddenly turned, and he actually saw his hazy soul nailed to the cross in an awkward posture, really exactly like Jesus.
“Huh?”
“Is this…?”
Tang Qi suddenly froze and his eyes were dull, as if he saw something incredible~IndoMTL.com~ Fortunately, at this moment, he didn’t froze for too long and quickly recovered.
carefully looked at the strange interface that appeared in front of him.
Name: Tang Qi.
Status: Weak.
Occupation: The Demon of Judgment
[Information Fragment One: As the ruling demon, your responsibility is to put the sacrificer’s soul into the target body after receiving the sacrifice. 】
[Information Fragment 2: Before you make a judgment, the souls of both parties cannot leave. You can swallow the sacrifice on the left, but unless the sacrifice on the right takes the initiative, you cannot hurt him. 】
[Information Fragment Three: As the ruling demon, once you leave the soul-changing scales, your soul will dissipate within three seconds. 】
[Information Fragment Three: If you choose not to judge this time, the sacrifice will be automatically absorbed by Libra, and you will fall into a deep sleep. 】
“What is this? My cheat?”
Tang Qi, who was a senior web literary enthusiast in his previous life, of course knows the standard treatment after the general rebirth crossing, with a certain kind of golden finger.
Tang Qi thought he would not have this treatment when he became a devil, but he did not expect to appear suddenly at this time.
“There is a chance, the only chance.”
Tang Qi’s gaze didn’t care about the other interfaces at all, and all concentrated on the second and third information fragments.
The excitement was like a warm current that made Tang Qi’s increasingly thin soul suddenly solidified. Borrowing a little strength from this recovery, Tang Qi opened his mouth and spit out a hoarse that surprised him. , Low voice.
“Humble believer, your sacrifice… is not enough.”
Tang Qi’s appearance is like a real twisted devil at this moment, wailing and roaring.