Do you all know the future?

Chapter 51 Debate
The change happened so fast that Isabella didn't even have time to react before the evil energy filled the entire restaurant.

"Ryan, you're a cultist!"

No matter how slow Isabella was to react, she realized Ryan's identity.

"It's too late to find out. Do you feel the loss of spirituality?"

Duke Ryan looked at Isabella coldly. He ignored Roland and Diane. The only real threat was Isabella.

"Your food was poisoned?"

Isabella felt the magic power draining away and understood why Duke Ryan was exposed so quickly. If he hadn't been exposed sooner, she would have discovered it herself.

"That's right, you've been tricked since you came back. I thought you'd be able to figure it out and it would take more effort, but I didn't expect you to trust me so much!"

Ryan laughed at Isabella's stupidity. Isabella was so angry that even blood magic couldn't control her.

"So you directed and acted in yesterday's performance yourself?"

Isabella was furious and felt that her feelings had been wasted. It was because she was so worried that she went to see Duke Ryan yesterday.

"That's right. My goal yesterday was to snipe you. I didn't expect you and Bridget to be so tough. I was about to give you the final blow, but Diane showed up with his angel maid."

Duke Ryan felt aggrieved when talking about last night. He controlled the sea monster to attack and took advantage of the geographical advantage. He could have obtained the custody of Roland by killing Isabella, but Diane ruined it.

"Diane's angel maid?"

Isabella tried to control the magic power in her body from leaking out, wanting to mobilize her magic power to fight to the death.

"Oh, it seems your lover isn't very honest with you. He didn't tell you that his maid is an angel-level powerhouse!"

Duke Ryan laughed heartily. It was a relief for him that his wife's betrayal had no good outcome.

"Isn't it better than you trying to murder me because you can't accept me having a lover?"

Isabella could understand it very well. Diane's deviation was not too big, but Ryan wanted her dead.

"It's okay to find a lover. After all, I did find one, even though it was to distance myself from you and I didn't want you to discover my secret."

"Whether you're trying to piss me off or you have a new love, I can still tolerate you putting a hat on me!"

"But there's nothing I can do. You're in the way, really in the way. If you have to protect Luo Lan, I have no choice but to take action against you!"

Ryan sighed, raised his hand and grabbed Roland. Roland had no power to resist and was held in his hand.

Isabella was not included in Ryan's original conspiracy, but Isabella has always protected Roland, so how could he summon the evil god?

"What are you going to do to Loran?"

Looking at her son struggling in Duke Ryan's hands, Isabella looked at Ryan in disbelief, realizing that her former husband was so strange at the moment.

"He was the Lord's vessel. It was supposed to bring him closer to God, allowing him to descend into a more complete form of the Lord without taking so many risks. But the plan was disrupted."

Duke Ryan raised Roland in his hand, his eyes full of fanaticism and regret, as if he saw an imperfect object.

"You're crazy, that's your son, our child!"

Blood magic surged from Isabella's body, then dissipated from her, the poison taking effect, neutralizing the attack she had forced out of her rage.

"It's my son who is needed. Otherwise, how can the Lord come? This is an honor for us, the descendants of God."

Duke Ryan laughed crazily, and Loran, who was held in his hand, felt the fear he had faced in his previous life when facing Duke Ryan.

"It's my honor. Why don't you become a vessel for the advent? Do you know the consequences of becoming a vessel for the evil god? Roland's soul will be devoured by the evil god!"

With one hand on the table, Isabella tried to stand up, but an evil force was not only draining her magic power, but also her physical strength.

"Of course I know. That's why I won't be the Lord's vessel. I want Luo Lan to be it. Otherwise, why would I give birth to him?"

Looking at Isabella's weak appearance, Ryan showed a cruel smile. He knew too well that he needed a son. If the descent of the spirits was a benefit, it would not be Roland's turn.

"You're crazy..."

Isabella fell into Diane's arms, her plump body nestled against Diane, her beautiful scarlet eyes looking not at a person, but at a beast.

"I've been crazy for a long time. Ever since I prayed to the gods to bless me and become an angel, but got no response, I went crazy. You guys don't let me become an angel, but there are many people who want me to become an angel, a demigod!"

Isabella's disappointed look irritated Ryan. He complained about the injustice of the world. He prayed so sincerely, but no god responded.

"I see. From a Paladin, he suddenly became an angel. Is that the reason? He joined the evil god!"

Isabella seemed to recall something and suddenly realized what Diane had just said, that Ryan had fallen in order to become stronger.

"You guys forced me to do this, Isabella. You're so outstanding. Do you know how much I've been ridiculed? Every time I achieve something, people say it's all your credit, mocking me for being a gigolo. Only when I became an angel-level powerhouse did I gain respect from others."

Ryan expressed his distress. No matter how hard he tried, he would not be recognized. Only when his strength reached that level could he feel the respect of others.

"I know. I always told you to relax. I saw your efforts. I never complained because your strength was lower than mine!"

The poison is caused by magic. The stronger the magic, the greater the damage. However, Diane was weak and was not affected at all. He supported Isabella and thought about countermeasures in his mind.

"What's the point? Can it change other people's views of me? Only strength can change other people's views of me, and only strength can make me look worthy of you!"

Duke Ryan pinched Roland's neck. Roland's struggle gradually weakened and he finally fainted. Ryan threw him aside.

"I've never thought you were unworthy of me, Ryan. You're too extreme. You've been influenced by the evil god. Wake up quickly. It's not too late."

Isabella sighed and withdrew her gaze from her son. She briefly suppressed the invasion of the poison and tried to dissuade Duke Ryan.

"I'm extreme? Ask your lover and tell me if she's been the subject of a lot of rumors!"

Duke Ryan looked at Diane. Diane's situation was similar to his before. Both women were strong and men were weak, so they were bound to be gossiped about by others.

"What does that matter? Isn't it my ability to live off a gigolo? Why work so hard when you could live off a gigolo? Aren't you also living off a gigolo by relying on the evil god?" Diane looked at Duke Ryan, not quite understanding. Is a gigolo not tasty? Is it because he's not full?

"You're useless! What do you know? You don't understand the pain of not being recognized, nor do you understand how much determination I put into serving the Lord!"

Duke Ryan shouted angrily. Both Diane and he were gigolos, but Diane's complacency was very different from his distress.

"I think you've put the cart before the horse. You've clearly already earned your wife's approval. You should have just honestly accomplished things with her help, but you're trying to build a career without her help by taking shady paths. Have you ever considered whether what you're doing will affect your wife?"

"You clearly longed to gain a position of power that matched your wife's, but all you did was cause her and her children to break up. Now that you've lost your wife, what good is your increased power?"

Diane could not understand Duke Ryan's plight at all. She could not understand why he refused to take the broad road and instead took the thorny path out of spite.

"Shut up! My wife is gone because of you! I'm going to pull your soul out and burn it with spiritual fire every day!"

Ryan listened to Diane's words, and every word sounded like a curse. He looked at Diane angrily, but did not use his evil power to grab Diane. His eyes were still on Isabella in Diane's arms.

"You've gone astray. The power of the gods isn't so easy to come by. Everything comes at a price, especially the power of the evil gods."

Isabella listened to the debate between the two sides, guarding against Ryan getting angry and hurting anyone.

"The price, you are the price. My wife and children are nothing compared to becoming stronger. Isabella, you are my family. You risked your life to save me. Now that I am on my path to godhood, a little sacrifice is not a big deal."

Duke Ryan smiled strangely. He couldn't compete with Diane, so he simply gave up. In the end, he won.

"I don't want to sacrifice myself for someone who is blinded by selfish desires. Ryan, you disappoint me so much. Perhaps you are no longer Ryan, but a demon has taken over Ryan's body!"

Isabella glanced at the running magic circle. She had to stop the evil god from coming, otherwise the whole Tudor might be finished.

"I am indeed a noble demon. It is the Lord's mercy that has allowed me to leap forward in life. Don't look at me. You have no way to stop the magic circle from activating."

Duke Ryan said proudly, his already muscular body gradually expanded, his height grew taller, his body became larger, his hands turned into claws, his body was covered with hair, and his teeth turned into ferocious wolf fangs and canines.

"As long as the gods descend and I receive their grace, I will be able to become the most powerful being in the material world, a demigod!"

"This is something you'll never be able to achieve in your entire life, Isabella. I will remember you and your son in my heart and thank you for your sacrifice, you mother and son who accepted outsiders!"

The werewolf leaned on the dining table, his mouth bare and teeth showing, completely without any manners, saliva dripping onto the table, only the brutality of a beast!

"You're trying to convince me, but there's no need. I don't envy you, and you can't convince me. A demigod who relies on the gods for charity is nothing more than a dog to them. I don't have the hobby of being a dog to others!"

Isabella sneered in response, kissing Diane's cheek with a provocative tone.

"Do you think I will confess to you now? Do I regret cheating on you? No, I just feel fortunate. Whether I live or die, I can be with the one I love. This is more satisfying than anything else."

She saw that Duke Ryan was still somewhat unwilling to give up, and she wanted to stir up this unwillingness. If Duke Ryan was so determined, why would she say so much? In the final analysis, he was still unwilling to give up.

"It's only been a few days, and you've already fallen in love with him. Isabella, I know you. How could you fall in love with a man who has just awakened his spirituality?"

Duke Ryan was disdainful. It had only been a few days, how could things progress so quickly? They could just hold hands.

"you……"

Before Duke Ryan finished speaking, Isabella had already hugged Diane's head and kissed him. An impulse rushing from his heart to his brain made his body tremble.

"Damn it, damn it..."

He felt aggrieved, uncomfortable, and his head felt heavy. He also felt a sense of anger as if something had been robbed. This was his wife. What was Diane kissing? Her tongue...

"Then go ahead and kill us, Xiao An, are you afraid?"

A silver thread connected Diane and Isabella to each other. Diane was overwhelmed by the sudden attack, and Isabella looked at Duke Ryan with a cold expression.

"Could it be that you don't dare to attack me even though I'm so sick? Do you think you can't beat me?"

Isabella sneered and taunted, kissing Diane again.

"I'm already confident of victory, so why take the risk? No matter how much you provoke me, I'll just wait, waiting for the ritual to be completed, waiting for you to become the Lord's food."

He could endure what ordinary people could not endure, even though the scene before him made Duke Ryan feel humiliated. He was clearly in the upper hand, but Diane and the others were actually being affectionate in front of him.

"Ultimately, it's fear. You talk nice all day, but unfortunately, you haven't grown. You're afraid I have a backup plan, right? Your belief in my strength is ingrained in you. Even though you have the upper hand now, you don't dare to take action. It seems the evil god hasn't made your inferiority complex go away."

Isabella turned her head to look at Duke Ryan and sneered. She put her arms around Diane's neck and patted her back, as if to comfort her or to convey some message.

"If someone hadn't come looking for you yesterday, if Bridget hadn't used the secret method, you would have been dead. It would have been easy for me to kill you, but I didn't want to cause any accidents and affect the Lord's coming."

Duke Ryan clenched and unclenched his fists, repeating in his mind that he had already won, he had already won, don't listen to what Isabella said.

"To deal with me, you have to join forces with the sea monster because you can't deal with me alone? But in the end, you were seriously injured by me."

"..."

"You poisoned me today, but you still don't dare to do it yourself. What are you afraid of? This, that. Just like Xiao An said, you're like a freeloader of the evil god, and you only dare to stand up because you have someone to rely on?"

"In the final analysis, you are nothing but a coward. You clearly can't stand seeing your wife being toyed with by other men, but you dare not take action. You deserve your wife to leave you."

"That's enough! I wanted to show you the greatness of the Lord, but now you want to die. I'll grant your wish. I'm going to tear your lover apart."

Duke Ryan was in werewolf form, his eyes glowing red. Isabella and he were indeed a couple, and every blow of her sword struck him hard, accurately hitting his sore spots.

Reputation is more important than his actual wife, and losing face is more painful than anything else. He just needs to pay attention to Isabella. What can Diane do? She can only hide behind Isabella like a fart spirit.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

The werewolf who pounced forward hit the shield condensed from blood mist, which was weaker than he imagined, as if he could tear the shield apart with just a little force.

He thought Diane would tremble under his aura and hide behind Isabella, but she actually bent down and came out.

He held a dinner knife in his hand and slashed it across his palm. Golden blood flowed out and he pressed his palm on the node of the magic circle.

(End of this chapter)