The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 43, He is the Demon Prince

"Tsk, this scene is really scary."

The cleaning team arrived quickly, in less than ten minutes.

Looking at the several large wolf carcasses with their heads severed, and Craven, who was nailed to the exterior wall of the apartment building and struggling to pull the rapier out of his back, the cleaning crew leader, a middle-aged man with a mustache, made a startled expression.

Li Xingzhou smiled:

"The performance was too exaggerated. I don't believe you haven't seen anything scarier than this."

He then pointed to Craven on the wall and said:

“That guy is a vampire, very strong, so we need to wrap him in chains several times. And the one on the ground who's still breathing, he's a werewolf, so we need to nail his limbs shut with silver nails and put a collar around his neck with an inner layer of silver spikes so he can't transform. I want both of them alive, and I want the corpses too.”

Living werewolves and vampires can be repeatedly harvested like leeks, used for research, and even refined into Dao soldiers.

Corpses can also be used to create zombies or skeletal artifacts.

If his cultivation level weren't still far from recovered, he could even extract his soul and refine it into a Yin Demon.

In short, falling into the hands of demonic cultivators, even a quick death is a luxury.

The middle-aged man with the mustache bargained:

"Li Ang, isn't this inappropriate? The big boss is also very interested in these dark monsters..."

Li Xingzhou shrugged:

"The big boss has absolutely no interest in alien bloodlines. He has always been very satisfied with his pure human bloodline, and is especially proud that he can cultivate power sufficient to fight against superhumans with a human body."

"Okay, you're right, but the big boss doesn't mind having a few more monster henchmen under his command."

"I'll give you a werewolf corpse for research, and the rest are mine."

"Then you'll have to pay more."

The cleaning team isn't there for free. Even if you're an employee of the group, unless you're working for the big boss Kingpin, you'll have to pay the cleaning team yourself if you do a private job, or at most get a discount.

“No problem, in addition to the werewolf carcass, I will pay you double the reward.”

"Deal." The man with the mustache readily agreed, then asked, "Where will you send it after it's packed up?"

"Take it to my house. I'll go home and wait for you."

"OK!"

After giving his instructions, Li Xingzhou put his arm around Selena and got into his Lincoln Navigator, driving back to Forest Hill.

The cleaning team then began busily cleaning up the scene, disposing of the bodies and prisoners according to Li Xingzhou's instructions.

In the car, Selena sat in the passenger seat, leaning weakly against the backrest, struggling to keep her eyes open, staring intently at Li Xingzhou's profile.

"Take a nap if you're tired, you'll be home soon."

Li Xingzhou glanced at her sideways and smiled.

Selena nodded, gave him a faint smile, slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Since becoming a death walker, she has remained vigilant even while sleeping, especially when she is outside. Any slight movement will instantly wake her up and put her on alert.

But now, in this speeding car, she sleeps soundly and peacefully.

She even had a dream.

In her dream, she returned to her hometown, where her parents and relatives were still alive and well. She was still a carefree girl, wearing a wreath woven from wildflowers, running happily in the fields.

Suddenly, someone rode a tall horse, bathed in sunlight, towards her.

That's not some prince charming.

He rode a black horse with hooves treading on fire, wearing a deep black robe that bound the souls of the dead and demons, a cloak made of congealed blood, and a crown forged from flames and bones. Wherever he passed, the cloudless sky was covered by dark clouds, and deep within the clouds, blood light shimmered, as if brewing a massive, all-encompassing rain of blood.

He is not a prince on a white horse, but a demon prince from the deepest part of hell.

But his deep, dark eyes were serene and profound, seemingly capable of giving people boundless tolerance and peace, making people unable to help but feel endless longing for him.

She stared blankly at the demon prince, watching his blood-stained cloak flutter in the wind, watching him ride his horse towards her, drawing the rolling black clouds in the sky.

He extended his hand to her, a graceful and charming smile playing on his lips:

"Want to come with me, girl?"

She asked blankly, "Where are you taking me? To hell?"

"If I were to take you to hell, would you be willing?"

"I...will!"

She smiled, reached out and took his warm hand, then mounted the horse and sat down in front of him.

She leaned against his broad, warm chest, nestled in his arms, and rode with him on a black horse through the village.

Her parents, relatives, and friends stood on both sides, waving garlands and ribbons, cheering and offering her their heartfelt blessings...

Selena is a special kind of vampire.

She seems to have some kind of psychic ability; when she is extremely weak or on the verge of death, she can sense something mysterious and enigmatic.

Today, in her extreme weakness, she glimpsed a small part of Li Xingzhou's true nature in her dream.

But just like the choice she made in her dream.

Now, no matter where she goes, even to hell, she will choose to hold his outstretched hand tightly, mount his warhorse, and travel with him all the way.

When Selena woke up, she found herself lying on a soft, large bed, covered with a thin blanket.

The feel of her skin told her that she had taken off her outer clothes and shoes and socks, and was only wearing her underwear.

She turned her head to look at the bedside.

Li Hezhou was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her injured left arm with a focused expression, and occasionally touching the edge of the wound with his finger.

As he tapped her fingertips again and again, she felt her left arm, which had long been numb, gradually regain a tingling, sore, and numb sensation, and she could also feel a little pain from the wound.

She ignored the pain in her wound, focusing only on Li Xingzhou who was intently tending to it, and softly asked:

"Isn't this curse quite troublesome?"

"Fortunately."

Li Xingzhou looked up and smiled slightly at her:
"The spell's structure is very crude. I've already deciphered its basic model. Now, all I need to do is find the key nodes and dismantle them one by one to neutralize the curse. Don't worry, it will be done soon."

Although he had never studied dark magic, the three thousand paths to the Great Dao all lead to the same destination. When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, even if it is a different power system, as long as it is essentially a means of using a specific power, he can find a solution by relying on his nine lifetimes of accumulation.

It's just that his cultivation level isn't high enough right now. Otherwise, he could easily resolve this overly simple and crude curse with a single breath, instead of having to use his primordial spirit power to scan and perceive, analyze and reconstruct the curse's structural model, find the key nodes, and then dismantle it piece by piece with his true energy.

Of course, this process also benefited Li Xingzhou.

At least he now fully understands this curse that can continuously weaken both physical and mental strength, and he can try to recreate it and cast it himself.

He hasn't cultivated any magical power yet, so of course he can't just cast such dark magic curses at will.

However, he could transform it into a talisman, carve it onto weapons and bullets, and then extract the hellish power from the bearded wolf's body, or ask Iriana to take him to the border of hell, where he could extract hellish power to enhance the talisman and give it the energy to activate the curse.

Li Xingzhou's profound understanding of laws and the Great Dao, accumulated over nine lifetimes, along with the overly lenient legal environment of this world, allowed him to leverage technology to cast spells even without magical power.

Even if this magic is from a different system he has never encountered before.

(End of this chapter)