Lord of the Witches

Pain!

Unbearable severe pain!

This is Tang Qi ’s first feeling after she wakes up. Like the tide, it is the kind of pain that cannot be avoided by any means. It seems that it directly acts on his soul. The source of the pain is his head. There are also wrists of both hands and ankles of both feet.

When he was instinctively wailing because of pain, an old, hoarse voice, like the buzzing flies, kept digging into his mind. This was a tedious, obscure language, but strange Yes, Tang Qi understood everything.

"Great demon, please listen to the call of the old Morgan of the believer, and replace the young body of the soul of the humble believer. For this, I would like to offer a delicious, young soul as a sacrifice. Enjoy it ... "

The demon of ruling? Who?

Is this a prank? Am I drinking with my colleagues at the bar?

Am I kidnapped?

and many more?

Am I being hung on the cross?

When Tang Qi realized this, the pain seemed to be relieved, and he finally stopped wailing at this time, opening his eyes with great effort. The gradually expanding range of sight was covered with shadows, and then dim, Gradually it became clearer, and the most terrifying and strange scene in the latter scene caught his eyes at this time.

In front of him, there was a hazy, black shadow bubble. Judging from the boundary where the bubble extends, Tang Qi himself was within this bubble. The one that released this huge black bubble was a huge one, seemingly made of bronze, covered with a weird scale of mottled colors.

On the bronze plates at both ends of the scales, there is a hazy light, they seem to be ... humanoid?

Yes, it is humanoid.

Tang Qi's eyes penetrated the hazy light and saw their true form.

One end is a teenager in a comatose state, looks pretty, pale, thin, and seems to be having a nightmare, with a frightened expression on his face.

At the other end, there is a very old man, a black man, with loose skin and dark black, but he is awake, kneeling on the bronze plate with his body bent, his hands in a strange pose, with words in his mouth, it seems In prayer, in request.

And the direction of his prayer is exactly where Tang Qi is.

That's right, it's him.

Although the entire scale is in a swaying state, constantly changing its direction in the sound of "creaking", no matter how it changes, the old black man is facing Tang Qi when praying.

"Could it be me that the ruling devil is?"

"Om"

When Tang Qi realized what he was doing, he used his courage to look down, and his brain was sorely hurt, as if he was beaten severely with a sledgehammer, countless ghosts poured out, howling He finally saw his real situation clearly.

He was indeed tied to a cross, a very special cross.

In the middle of this huge scale, Tang Qi looked down at any part of it, engraved with a skeleton texture of blood red color, which seems to be a symbol, it seems to be text, a strange and terrifying breath wanders between these textures.

When Tang Qi wanted to twist his body and saw something more, he suffered more pain and madness than ever before. The source was his skull, wrists and ankles.

In another painful wailing, Tang Qi saw his body clearly, also wrapped in a hazy brilliance, hung on a skull and cross, a total of five sharp nails, respectively pierced his head, hands and wrists , And the ankles of the feet.

Tang Qi was frightened, he was hurt like this, he didn't die?

"No, no, I'm dead. I'm in a state of soul now."

"These two are also souls."

Tang Qi suddenly realized a terrible fact, and then the look on his face was terrified. This moment can be said to be a twist, a twisted soul wailing on the cross, and the old black man who witnessed it seemed to think that this Everything is normal, pray more excitedly.

At the same time, Tang Qi's eyes suddenly penetrated the black bubbles and saw the outside scene: a spacious and luxurious study room, a huge bookcase, a kind of mahogany desk, and a luxurious crystal chandelier on the top, All kinds of beautiful gadgets, all prove the wealth and taste of the owner.

But at the moment, here are destroyed by two "corpses" on the ground.

Has no blood, nor any signs of clutter and fighting, but there are indeed two bodies lying side by side on the ground.

A corpse is a teenager, black hair, beautiful facial features, pale face, thin body, well-dressed, and wearing some exotic style of clothing that has never been seen before.

Another, an elderly black man with ordinary facial features, with a gloomy temperament, wearing clothing that seems to be a housekeeper.

Around the two, surrounded by burning candles with blood-like colors, a strange pattern was drawn with white powder in the middle, and an old bronze scale was placed in the middle of their heads. .

"this is……?"

"Hoo ~ Hoo"

Calm down, I must calm down, try hard to hold still, take a few deep breaths, Tang Qi forced myself to calm down.

After a long time, I shuddered in my mouth: "So, I drank a drink and woke up and became a devil, and the soul was hung on a cross with a shit, and blended into an obvious. In the evil ritual, the old black man who seemed to be the old housekeeper seemed to be the initiator of this ritual. He prayed to me and asked me to replace him with a younger body, even the target was already found? "

Tang Qi combined with the old black man's language of prayer and the scene in front of him, and thus slowly inferred his true situation.

However, he still can't move, can't get rid of those five nails, one move will cause himself into endless pain.

Now Tang Qi has two options.

One is to promise the old black man to help him change his body and complete this evil ritual. There is a sign in Tang Qi ’s mind at this moment, as long as he has a mouth, he can put the young man ’s soul on the left side of Libra in a coma. Swallow.

This is the process of completing the ritual. As long as there is no soul at one end of the scale, the other end will naturally sink, just touching a mechanism that allows the soul of the old black man to enter the incomparably young body below, from an old black man, turning into a A handsome young man.

And Tang Qi's second choice is naturally to reject the old black people. The consequence of this option is that Tang Qi simply does not know, what will happen after the rejection? Even if you cross into an unknown devil, it would be worse if you couldn't even make it.

"How to choose?"

While suppressing the pain, Tang Qi swallowed the saliva that did not exist, and moved his eyes away from which "sacrificial offering".

He is now a hungry devil, full of longing for the soul, Tang Qi can feel it, he is quickly becoming weak, the five nails can bring more than pain, if you continue, Tang Qi feels that he will soon be thorough Dissipated.

But if you promise the old black man, Tang Qi ’s best ending is to continue to be the so-called “judgment demon”, attached to this scale, and pressed against the bottom of the box, waiting for the next customer to come.

Such an end, can he accept?

"No, I would rather dissipate completely, rather than become such a humble devil."

"There must be a way, there is a way."

"Think it out, I can come up with it."

'S strong desire to survive made Tang Qi's mind work as never before. However, his previous life was just an ordinary urban white-collar worker. As a devil, he had only a moment of time. In the face of such a deadlock, how could he think of a way of life in a short time.

And time is passing by quickly.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

Tang Qi ’s twisted soul is getting thinner and thinner. The old black man who has been praying raises his head in amazement. It seems to be wondering why his ritual did not work. At this time, Tang Qi clearly sees that this old black man is definitely an evil The presence.

That old face was full of gloom and cruelty, and the hazy soul was filled with black silk thread, a muddy wicked man.

But what kind of existence of the old black man seems to be no longer important, Tang Qi's head is getting heavier and heavier, he even feels that he has lost the strength to devour that sacrifice, maybe he will be in the next second dissipate.

Or, fall asleep.

At this last moment, Tang Qi suddenly had a ridiculous idea. He wanted to see his current posture, is it really exactly the same as Jesus?

When this idea came out, Tang Qi's eyes suddenly turned, and he actually saw his hazy soul nailed to the cross in an awkward posture, really exactly like Jesus.

"Ok?"

"this is……?"

Tang Qi suddenly froze, and his eyes were dull, as if he saw something incredible. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Fortunately, he didn't stun for a long time, he quickly recovered.

Seriously looked at a weird interface in front of me, I do n’t know when.

Name: Tang Qi.

State: Weak.

Occupation: The Demon of Judgment

[Information Fragment I: As the demon of adjudication, your duty is to place the soul of the sacrificer into the target body after receiving the sacrifice. 】

[Information Fragment II: Before you make a ruling, both souls cannot leave, you can devour the sacrifice on the left, but unless the sacrificer on the right takes the initiative, you cannot hurt him. 】

[Information Fragment Three: As the demon of ruling, once you leave the soul-changing Libra, your soul will dissipate within three seconds. 】

【Information Fragment 3: If you choose not to adjudicate this time, the sacrifice will be automatically absorbed by Libra, and you will also fall into a deep sleep. 】

"What is this? My golden finger?"

Tang Qi, a veteran web enthusiast in his previous life, is of course quite aware of the standard treatment after the general rebirth, with a certain kind of golden finger.

Tang Qi thought that he had not been treated as a devil, and did not expect to appear suddenly at this time.

"There is a chance, the only chance."

Tang Qi's eyes didn't care about other interfaces at all, all condensed on the second and third pieces of information.

The excitement was like a stream of warmth and rigidity, which suddenly made Tang Qi's thinner and thinner soul suddenly solidified. Borrowing this restored energy, Tang Qi opened his mouth and spit out the hoarse and low voice that surprised himself sound.

"Humble believer, your sacrifice ... is not enough."

Tang Qi's exterior is like a real twisted devil at the moment, howling and roaring.