I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 216 Su Fan: I'm so scared

After Malthus's voice was heard on the radio, Su Fan disappeared into the crowd.

Before leaving, he gave all the talismans he had on him to Anne and Theresa.

You can protect yourself in most emergencies.

Crossing the green screen below and flying over many temporarily built landscapes, Su Fan arrived at the high control room.

All I could see was pitch black darkness.

With his spiritual power flowing, his eyes became clear and everything, whether it was the scenery or the evil spirit, appeared clearly in Su Fan's field of vision and nothing could escape his sight.

The black, foul smell has filled the entire space, pouring out from the inside of the passage to the outside in an endless stream.

Once the powerful evil aura begins to flow, it will be like a sharp blade piercing through clothes, directly cutting people's skin and flesh, making it impossible for ordinary people to approach this place.

As Su Fan walked, he stimulated his qi and blood to resist the black energy that was constantly trying to invade his body.

If he had encountered this situation before the battle with Baimeng, he would probably have used his spiritual power or drawn talismans as a means of defense.

With the physical strength he has now, it can be said to be a blessing in disguise.

Su Fan's figure flashed a few times and appeared in front of the door of the broadcasting room.

The wooden door was slightly ajar but not locked. With a push, the scene inside the room became visible.

The broadcasting equipment was intact, but it gave off an ominous aura.

Below the radio station, the announcer fell to the ground, without any movement.

There was no sign of the devil in the room, only a lingering evil spirit.

Su Fan glanced at the announcer on the ground and found that his soul had long disappeared from his body, probably having been devoured by Malthus.

It is indeed the soul.

For demons, human souls and lives are always the best supplements.

Compared to the many actors and crew members huddled together below, the announcer who is alone in the studio is the best target.

Su Fan didn't stop and immediately came to the broadcasting equipment.

The evil sound released from the loudspeaker continued to erode the spirits of the people below.

Once the collective will collapses, the demons will be able to feast on their souls and grow stronger rapidly!
"So you just left the poor announcer alone? That's a very noble person of yours, Exorcist."

Just as Su Fan was about to draw the talisman, a teasing voice came from the mouth of the dead music player.

Su Fan looked at the other person and narrowed his eyes.

The corpse stood up and leaned against the base of the broadcasting equipment, its eyes blank.

The devil did not possess the corpse, but left behind some kind of "program" that would automatically start when someone arrived here.

The announcer's voice was low and hoarse, and every syllable he uttered exuded a strong spiritual fluctuation.

“Malthus.”

Su Fan's face was calm and he directly called out the other person's name.

"You found out my real name so quickly. I guess you know other exorcists who told you."

"Unfortunately, even if you knew my real name, you couldn't use God's power to banish me back to hell."

"After wreaking havoc, you can easily return to hell? You are dreaming."

"Prepare to die on earth, Malthus."

Su Fan's tone was neither hurried nor slow, and it didn't sound like a threat at all, but the murderous intent in his voice actually temporarily overwhelmed the evil energy flowing in the room.

"Hahaha, this is horrible, Exorcist."

Malthus laughed, his voice full of mockery.

"What are you going to do with the humans down there? Everyone here is my hostage."

Su Fan frowned and said nothing more. His spiritual sense had already spread out, looking for Malthus's trace.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't find me."

The deep demonic voice echoed in the room.

"Hasn't the previous incident in Basshiba taught you a lesson?

The authority to block perception is given to her by me.

You don’t seem surprised, though.”

Su Fan looked calm, as calm as ever.

"I have already guessed that this ridiculous method of threatening the lives of ordinary people was also carried out under your instructions, right?"

"Can you be called a demon god?"

"The seventy-two demon gods are just a coincidence."

"How terrifying you are in your complete state."

As Malthus spoke, there was actually a hint of admiration in his words.

"Look, with a human body, he severely injured a high-ranking demon god in hell, and even his real body fell asleep."

“What an amazing achievement.”

"When the king's screams of pain spread to every corner of hell, all souls began to sing your name."

"That's why destroying your will gives me a greater sense of accomplishment."

Su Fan suddenly laughed when he heard this.

"Do you think you can threaten me with such a despicable trick?"

"No, no, no, of course I know that other people's lives are not that important to you."

"You never take threats do you?"

"The evil spirit that killed people in the dream is using other people's lives as bargaining chips to negotiate with you."

"The leper spirits used the girls' souls as shields, but you destroyed them all."

"I used to think you really didn't care about other people's lives, but that's not the case, is it?"

Along with Malthus's voice, many evil spirits that Su Fan had killed in the past appeared in front of him and then disappeared.

"If you really didn't care, why did you rush to this place in the first place to save that woman?"

The devil's whispers came from all directions, as if they were slowly pacing around him.

"And why are you guarding that antique shop and refusing to leave?"

As Malthus's voice fell, a familiar figure appeared in front of Su Fan.

The old man with white hair and beard and wearing glasses had a kind smile on his face, just as he remembered.

Old man Su.

There was a slight ripple in Su Fan's eyes as clear as an ancient well.

At this moment, the devil's claws pierced through Old Man Su's chest, tearing the elderly man in half.

It's not just Old Man Su.

Detective Dyson, Jamie, Ron, Theresa, Anne...

The illusion of their death kept appearing in front of Su Fan.

The corner of Su Fan's eye twitched and his steady breathing suddenly quickened for a moment.

He knew that everything before his eyes was just an illusion created by the devil, but when he saw the familiar faces dying in pain, Su Fan couldn't help himself after all.

"You concealed it very well, but you still inadvertently revealed your weakness."

Malthus's smile became more and more rampant. "It doesn't matter to you if all the strangers outside die. You will just kill me to avenge them."

"But what if it's them whose lives are in danger?"

"Their deaths make you very sad, don't they?"

"Oh~~ Look at this frown. It's really uncomfortable. Hahaha..."

"I know you have the means to kill demons once and for all, so after killing them, I will immediately look for an exorcist to drive me back to hell."

"A demon's life is long. A hundred years is but a short rest."

"When I think of the hero who dealt a heavy blow to the monarch, and will have to spend the rest of his life in agony, I even feel that the sulfur smell of hell has become sweet."

"Offer your soul, and perhaps I will consider letting them go."

"is it?"

Su Fan's voice sounded without warning. He raised his head and his sight seemed to be able to penetrate the space and the barriers of the walls.

A pair of eyes emitting murderous intent stared at the demon in the darkness, revealing sharp white teeth.

"I'm so scared!"

……

The people trapped in the dark studio finally began to curse at the devil.

They began trying to break through the studio door.

The strong men rammed the metal door one by one, and looked for props from all around, trying to pry open a crack in the door.

However, all efforts were in vain.

In the closed environment, the cell phone signal completely disappeared for some reason.

As time went by, everyone finally realized that they were facing a real dead end.

Just as Theresa said before.

After the anger faded and everyone realized the current situation, all that remained was uneasiness and the despair that gradually consumed their hearts.

Everyone is looking for someone they know and gathering together.

Only by sticking together can we gain a slight sense of security in this strange and terrifying environment.

Fortunately, things have gradually calmed down. Although the atmosphere is depressing, no one will do anything extreme.

Theresa listened to the noise around her and knew that such false peace would not last long, so she took Anne and moved away from the crowd.

By the way, she had given all the talismans that Su Fan had given her earlier to Annie for protection.

"Have you been with Su all this time, Theresa?"

Perhaps the silence was too irritating, so as Anne followed Theresa, she spoke in a low voice and asked about Su Fan's experiences during this period.

"Yes."

Theresa sensed Anne's emotions and responded accordingly.

He told the woman beside him everything he knew and saw about Su Fan.

Anne listened with great interest from beginning to end, and was frightened from time to time by the terrifying creatures that appeared in the narration.

"I didn't expect that after we separated, Su encountered so many things..."

Anne's dream was to become a nun, and after what happened to Freddy, she became even more curious about the occult and ghosts.

In my spare time, I always search for relevant books to read.

Naturally, I know what the concept of the seventy-two demon gods is.

"So, what we encountered this time is..."

"…He is the thirty-eighth pillar among the seventy-two demon gods, and his name is Malthus."

Theresa hesitated for a moment, but finally told Anne the true identity of the enemy.

"Compared to Baimon, who is stronger?"

"Of course Baimon is stronger."

Hearing this, Annie breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of optimism in her voice.

"That's good, Su will definitely win."

"Yeah, I'll win."

Theresa said this, and her face, which no one could see clearly in the darkness, showed a hint of worry.

What is truly terrifying about Malthus is his evil heart.

Through the experiences of John and Mia, the despicable nature of this demon is vividly displayed.

Just as Theresa was so worried, a scream suddenly came from the crowd not far away.

At the same time, a strong smell of blood began to spread.

The people, who were already uneasy, finally could no longer suppress their inner fear and panic.

The noisy whispering broke out again.

"What happened?"

"It seems that someone has died."

"How did you die?"

"She picked up pieces of the broken lightbulb from the ground and cut her neck open."

"my God……"

"Forget God... God can't hear our prayers here..."

"What the hell...what the hell is going on here..."

"I wish I was just having a nightmare and would wake up in my bedroom."

The numerous voices did not last long, and soon someone could not bear the suffocating despair and tried to commit suicide, but was stopped by the directors and actors they knew.

"Their mental state..."

Anne sensed something was wrong.

It's just that I've been locked up for a period of time. Even if I feel uncomfortable, why would I suddenly want to commit suicide?
"It's the influence of the devil..."

Theresa suddenly understood.

"His evil power has made it impossible for people here to think normally, and they are gradually losing their minds."

"I have to do something. Be careful."

Theresa took out the holy water and the cross she had brought with her.

If everyone could pray sincerely, perhaps they could resist the power of the devil, but this is obviously not impossible.

It is impossible to exorcise evil spirits on a large scale at one time; it can only be done bit by bit.

Let’s start with the girl who had a mental breakdown…

Just as Theresa was about to get up, a horrible roar suddenly sounded from above!
Along with it came the shaking of the entire large recording studio and the constant falling of dust and gravel!
……

Before the sound died down, a violent roar suddenly exploded throughout the entire studio!

That figure smashed through dozens of reinforced concrete walls in the blink of an eye and came in front of Malthus!
The hot and boiling blood, like the scorching sun, covered the area!
Malthus even felt that it was more terrifying and hotter than the never-extinguished flames in hell!
He subconsciously wanted to escape, hiding his body in the darkness, but Su Fan grabbed the curled devil horns on his head and pulled him out!

Su Fan and the devil looked into each other's eyes, both of which were filled with ferocious murderous intent, and his fist, filled with spiritual power and blood, was about to fall!
Malthus broke off his head and his body separated from Su Fan. In just a blink of an eye, he appeared in another direction. At the same time, a new head quickly regenerated from his neck!
"How did you do that?! This is impossible!"

Malthus stared at Su Fan's eyes in disbelief, regardless of the fact that his old head was still in Su Fan's hands.

(End of this chapter)