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Chapter 101: The Ten-Year Agreement! Sabrina's Fear!

"you swear!"

Sean heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that He agreed. The next moment, he pointed at the human incarnation of Satan and loudly asked Him to swear with a very exaggerated expression.

I look like if you don’t swear, I’ll think you’re lying and I’ll jump off the building.

This is a funny picture he had seen in his previous life.

Now he uses it naturally.

When everyone was looking at him sideways, he finally realized that this action was too exaggerated, especially when the person opposite him was the real Lord of Hell.

But it was too late to react.

He could only glance at the funny scalpel No. 3 in his hand and continue his casual performance with tears in his eyes.

No acting, just emotions!
The funny picture I saw in my previous life, the one who jumped off the building asked everyone to swear, and it seemed that he was shouting with tears in his eyes for everyone to agree to his request.

That's right!

This was entirely due to the aftereffects of holding the No. 3 funny scalpel for a long time, and he always wanted to be funny whenever he had the chance.

The joyful atmosphere created by the funny scalpel No. 3 was abruptly destroyed by the appearance of Satan's human incarnation.

But now the status of Satan's human incarnation has been destroyed to some extent by the bailiff Nick who summoned the divine thunder with the sword of justice.

Therefore, Funny Scalpel No. 3 immediately regained his charm, and Sean, who was infected, responded immediately.

"Humor, you are so humorous. I like you more and more." The face of Satan's incarnation on earth turned dark, but it disappeared in a flash, and he pointed at Sean with a smile.

"Okay, I swear!"

Again, He understood what Sean meant.

Sean felt that it would only take ten years before he would no longer need to fear Him.

But He didn't believe that at all.

Not to mention ten years, even if it was a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, without the protection of the Night Court, Sean's growth would be just a matter of a snap of his fingers.

Even in these ten years, if His true body, which was imprisoned by God in the depths of hell, could come out.

No oath, no night court, He would take it seriously.

At that time, even God's own sister, who was as dark as God's Saint Aunt, was imprisoned by him and God.

There were also gods older than God, who were also defeated one by one by Him, and in the end, He slaughtered them like slaughtering dogs.

The group of old gods who were killed were in a panic like dogs that had lost their homes. They could only hide in the small world of God's kingdom to lick their wounds, or hide their minions in the human world and huddle together for warmth.

As a result, they worked together to create a Judge named Thor and set up a night court.

Although He looked down on these stray dogs and dry bones in the tomb.

But we have to say that they have been able to exist forever, and they are indeed very capable.

His current incarnation started out as a lawyer and became the boss of a top law firm.

Why a lawyer?

Because as the devil himself and the Lord of Hell, who is good at manipulating people's hearts and arousing their desires, he knows clearly that this century will be the era of the devil.

And the key to opening a new era of the devil is lawyers!

AKA The Devil's Advocate!
As long as we cultivate more devil's spokespersons, we can easily disrupt the world and stir up all evil and evil thoughts.

A precedent, a landmark event, can spread around the world in an instant, be engraved in everyone's heart, and take root.

Of course there is both good and evil.

But He is very confident that He can win the final victory.

Because no matter how good the kindness is, no matter how moved you are after seeing it, you will forget it after a few days.

However, the malice conveyed by the precedent incident may be forgotten, but it will be firmly rooted in everyone's heart, and even in the subconscious, and may take root and sprout at any time, and eventually grow into a towering tree.

So He values ​​this body very much.

I don't want any damage unless it's absolutely necessary.

The bastards created by the old gods were brought into the Night Court and directly occupied the most important judge position in the law, with sharp and vicious eyes.

This kind of gameplay, where he can directly act as a referee and play on the field, is what He is best at.

But now, because his true body is imprisoned, his power cannot be released at all, and he can only watch these old gods who have lost their homes take his place.

But that damn God didn't know where the cat was writing the story, or he simply left this world completely and went to mess up other worlds, and turned a deaf ear to these stray dogs' last-ditch efforts to fight back.

I'm afraid I really have to give up on this world.

This gave Him a deeper sense of urgency to break out of prison.

Even though it is a bit embarrassing this time, now that there is a way out, I am still willing to take it to avoid greater losses.

You know, the rolling thunderclouds in the sky could not only harm His most precious incarnation, but also target His other important incarnations.

He has deep plans for those places.

It all concerns His ultimate freedom!

Now that things have fallen out, all of his careful planning over the years will most likely be wiped out.

If it were true, that bastard brother in heaven would definitely laugh to death.

Just ten years.

It was over in the blink of an eye.

He would like to see what this little bug will grow into when the time comes.

After the human incarnation of Satan swore an oath using Satan's real name, Sean looked at bailiff Nick and confirmed the validity of the oath.

Bailiff Nick nodded and took the Sword of Justice.

The thunderclouds in the sky slowly dissipated.

"My dear daughters, see you in ten years." The human incarnation of Satan smiled at Carrie and the Great Witch, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

As soon as he left, Carrie was fine, still in a daze, but the Great Witch's legs went weak and she almost fell down, and was supported by Sean.

"You are so brave." The Great Witch leaned against Sean with a complicated look on her face. "What's the point of making a ten-year agreement with Him? Originally, He might not even remember who you are after ten years. But now, ten years later, He will definitely appear in front of you without wasting a second."

"Let's talk about this ten years later. At least in these ten years, no one will be harassed by him and the demons under him." Sean didn't say what he was confident about, but just smiled.

As long as the system is in place, ten years will be enough.

Even if he cannot grow to the point where he can kill Satan's true body by then, his various scalpels will definitely be very advanced. It is also very likely that he will be able to use the space scalpel to directly cut through the space plane and escape to other worlds.

At that time, his overall attribute levels were sufficient to support this kind of time travel.

And this is the worst-case scenario.

By his current estimate, the situation might be better.

Because facing the big boss at a stage when he should be developing slowly is indeed very dangerous. If he didn't have a strong supporter, he would have been defeated long ago even with the system.

But even though he hasn't carefully counted the harvest yet, he is sure that this harvest will be huge.

Not wanting to dwell on this topic, he asked with concern, "Your astral projection lasts so long, you'd better go back quickly to avoid attracting the god of death."

"Don't worry. Where Satan is, how can the Grim Reaper dare to approach?" The Great Witch explained, "The Grim Reaper's boss, Death, has also been imprisoned. None of the Grim Reapers dare to face Satan directly. But you are right. I should go back. I was really stimulated tonight. Please help comfort Carrie."

After saying a few words to Carrie, the astral projection dissipated and returned to the New York shell.

"Mom, Mom!" After Carrie said she was fine, she looked at the house that was burned by hellfire and only the place where they were standing was left. Then she realized that her mother was still downstairs. She hurried over, but saw her mother trembling in the prayer room, but she was fine. "This move of the magic sword and thunder control is so cool." Sean walked to the side of the bailiff Nick and praised with a smile.

"You want to learn?" Bailiff Nick glanced at him.

"Must learn!" Sean nodded repeatedly.

"This is easy. You just need to get permission from Judge Odinson." Bailiff Nick instructed.

"How do I get permission from Judge Odinson?" Sean continued to ask.

"That's your business. I can't teach you." Bailiff Nick said coolly, "I was born with the permission of Judge Odinson. I have no experience and can't teach you."

"..." Sean's mouth twitched, but he had to write it down first and find a way to learn it later.

This ultimate move can be said to be the ultimate move that he is most likely to use quickly before he uses the system to grow.

When he wanted to ask another question, he found that bailiff Nick had disappeared without a trace.

"Come stay at my house for one night."

Sean shook his head, suppressed the thoughts churning in his mind, took Carrie and Carrie's mother, who was almost scared to death, to the Warren's house to stay first, and began to take stock of their gains.

The first one is naturally the Dark Scalpel No. 2, which swallowed up a large amount of the original power of the witch Christabella, and directly jumped from close to level 3 to level 4.

This is definitely a leap forward.

God's Scalpel No. 1 has also been upgraded to level 2.

In comparison, the slight improvement of Space Scalpel No. 5 can be ignored.

What surprised him the most was the funny scalpel No. 3, which was only a level 0 that had been created not long ago.

After spending a few days with a group of old friends and learning about Bernadette's humor in Night Court, my progress improved rapidly.

But this time, he directly skipped level 1 and level 2 and reached level 3, rising three levels in a row.

The operating room also upgraded dramatically this time, from level 2 to level 4.

The space of the operating room, which used to cover only the head and upper body, now not only covers the whole body, but also radiates to a one-meter radius around the body, all within the scope of the operating room.

Magic is 100% forbidden within the level range of the operating room, and it can be activated and closed at will.

Sean understood it immediately.

His scalpel and operating room upgrades are all related to the goal of punishing evil and promoting good, and curing diseases and saving lives.

The stronger the goal, the greater the reward.

Confronting the big boss is definitely the fastest way to improve.

Of course, the premise is that this kind of suicidal behavior will not lead to death.

Funny scalpel No. 3 can act coquettishly in front of Satan's human incarnation. Not being killed naturally allows it to charge forward and become even more powerful.

Maybe if it happens a few more times, he will hold the funny scalpel No. 3, coordinated with the God scalpel No. 1 and the dark scalpel No. 2, and he will be able to make a real spoof and kill Satan with the knife.

You know, the level 0 funny scalpel No. 3 almost allowed him to kill the powerful witch in a funny and sloppy way.

Now he is looking forward to the power of the Level 3 Funny Scalpel.

He is full of expectations for this.

Let’s take stock of our gains and look forward to the future.

In many places, huge waves were set off because of these shocking thunderclouds.

Salem.

This is where witches were collectively tried.

This place is full of mystery.

To ordinary people, it is just a local legend.

But for the extraordinary race living in seclusion here, everything in the legend is real.

Especially witches!
Judy's favorite cousin Sabrina belongs to the most famous family of witches.

Her father is the high priest of the Dark Night Church.

The corresponding entity of the Dark Night Church is naturally the church that believes in God.

They believe in Satan.

However, for the sake of secrecy, he is called the Dark Lord.

Although Sabrina's mother is a mortal, her father is the high priest after all. She is equivalent to the Pope's daughter and the first candidate for the future Pope.

Both her parents had accidents, and she was raised by her two witch aunts in their old house since she was a child, along with a cousin.

Also a wizard, but it cannot be assumed that he is a wizard or a witch.

When the thunderclouds spread and rolled over the town of Salem Green Valley, she was awakened first, but not by the thunder, but by an angry roar in her mind.

Before she could think carefully, the door was pushed open, and her two aunts ran in with pale faces, carried her into the basement, trembling.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"It's the one from New York. I don't know what's going on with him. It's so scary." The aunts hugged her tightly and said in trembling voices.

"May the Dark Lord bless you!"

Her well-informed cousin was also trembling beside her, and tried to explain to her about the New York Night Court and Judge Thor.

“Isn’t this a good thing…” Sabrina’s eyes lit up when she heard it, but then she reacted.

Judge Thor is indeed powerful and just.

But they are not the righteous party.

She doesn't think she's evil though.

But it cannot be denied that she lives in an evil family.

These witch families in Green Valley Town have created a supernatural world and done too many evil things in the eyes of ordinary people.

For example, on Halloween, witches don’t ask for or eat candy, but eat people.

They even eat their own people.

The one being eaten considers this an honor and fights for the identity of being shared by everyone.

In short, the series of evil behaviors popular among the upper class of Western mortals are just imitations of some superficial practices of their Dark Night Church.

She was still young, not yet at the age where she needed to make a choice between the mortal world and the Dark Night Church to determine her identity, nor had she gone through a series of evil trials of obedience including schooling, so she was not deeply impressed by the thunderclouds in the sky and just thought it was an ordinary thunderstorm.

However, these sinful witches of the Dark Night Church were trembling with fear at the aura of justice and judgment within. They were extremely afraid that the Night Court, which was limited to New York, would expand its law enforcement power to them and directly give them a just trial.

Sabrina, held in the arms of her aunts, had a complicated look in her eyes.

Originally, she was born in such an evil family and took all kinds of evil behaviors for granted, but she thought she was righteous and did not think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, the aunts have lived like this for so many years, and no one cares about them. They are the only ones who can easily control mortals with witchcraft. No mortal knows their true identities, let alone judge them.

As long as she didn't think about it, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But now she knew that her aunts really were evil witches, and that it was possible for them to be brought to justice.

Sabrina murmured in her heart: "New York, Night Court, Judge Thor..."

(End of this chapter)