Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 259 The Path to Advancement for the Carrion Demon
The two demons walked faster and faster. Although they had risen to the rank of high-ranking demons in Hell, they were not famous demons recorded in the human world. Therefore, their strength was much lower than that of famous demons. For example, Balthazar, the scoundrel demon who often looked down on this and that at the Midnight Daddy Club, had mocked the two of them many times.

Only hybrid demons can set foot in the human world. They descend by using the bodies of two unlucky humans, which further weakens their strength. They then encounter someone who seems to possess the abilities they have.

We must be extremely careful.

"See if that Asian guy is catching up," Hawke said in a low voice.

Demon Barton continued walking forward, saying, "Why don't you just look back yourself? I never look back; it's beneath my style."

Demon Hawk: "..."

He had known Patton in Hell for over two hundred years, and this was the first time he had ever heard of it in this style.

Just then, a gentle voice came from behind: "What's the big deal? We can tell just by listening to the voice."

Hawke and Barton were jolted awake, and like stressed wildcats, they darted out, spitting a mouthful of thick saliva towards the source of the sound, causing the ground to sizzle and crackle.

Where are the people?

They were completely baffled. They were absolutely certain they hadn't been hallucinating; there must have been someone there!

But when he turned around, there wasn't a soul in the dimly lit alley.

Just then, something shocking happened to them.

The shadow of Barton the Devil on the ground suddenly twisted a few times, and the young man who had just been seen at the club entrance rose from the shadow and stood completely in front of him.

Humans could not possibly possess this ability!

Patton was absolutely certain!

It tried asking, "You have an Asian face, and you don't look like a demon from hell. May I ask your name so we can know which district you're from..."

Li Xuan calmly said, "I'm not very famous here, but I am indeed someone who frequents hell."

Barton breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face. "Oh, I see. We thought you were a hybrid angel. It's good that you're one of us..."

Li Xuan: "They're not one of us."

The two demons were silent for a moment, feeling that this "one of their own" was a bit difficult to deal with. But then they thought about it, and realized that Hell was full of intrigue and backstabbing, and demons had to fight demons. If a demon wasn't difficult to deal with, it would have been dead long ago.

Li Xuan said, "I need to go to the mental hospital where Mammon was born. Do you have a car? Take me there."

As he left the club, the black notebook reminded him that he didn't have much time left in this world. He could choose to return to the real world early or automatically return when his time ran out.

When you come to the world of Constantine, how can you not see the classic scenes?

If Satan is so powerful, could he possibly chase after me into the real world and come after me? If he really has such incredible torque, Li Xuan would naturally have to accept the unexpected defeat.

The demon Barton sensed a faint malice emanating from Li Xuan, making him somewhat reluctant to travel with him. Moreover, Mammon, the son of the demon, had his own demon followers.

They are clearly not included in this list, otherwise they would have gone to the hospital to offer their loyalty long ago.

Barton hesitated for a moment and said, "We don't..." Whoosh!
Suddenly, a jet-black longsword appeared, slicing past the tops of their heads and cutting into the right wall of the alley!
Li Xuan gripped the hilt of his long sword with his right hand, scratched the back of his head with his left, and chuckled, "So, I've been presumptuous enough to interrupt your journey?"

The already disharmonious atmosphere instantly froze.

Patton hesitated for a moment before finally managing to say, "I have a Nissan Axle, is that alright?"

Hawke quickly chimed in, "Oh yes, yes, it has a car."

Patton immediately cursed Hawke's ancestors to the eighteenth generation in his mind. What did he mean by having a car? Hawke had a Rolls-Royce and a Ferrari.

……

The Rolls-Royce's headlights pierced the darkness of the night.

The jet-black, streamlined car sped along the road like a ghost...

The car was unusually quiet.

Li Xuan spoke first: "You two seem to be high-level demons. Are you original demons or fallen demons? Could you tell me in detail about your experience of becoming demons?"

Patton, driving with a long face, said, "Our experience is not honorable, and we're afraid it will spoil your enjoyment."

Li Xuan waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I like hearing about shameful stories, as long as they're true..."

Patton hesitated for a moment, as if resigned to his fate, and said, "My real name is Matthew Patton. I was born in 1850, a time when there were constant disputes in the United States and the conflict between the North and the South over slavery was becoming increasingly serious."

Ordinary people have a hard life. My childhood was filled with chaos. The days that followed seemed to be filled with running around. Later, I went to work on the railway, but soon many Asians came and there were conflicts. Because I had some Asian ancestry and my face didn't look very American, I was knocked unconscious with a stone while I was sleeping at night, mistaken for an Asian.

When I woke up, I felt despair for America and for the world. I picked up a sharp object and slit my throat. I never imagined that hell really existed. Because I committed suicide, I was not accepted by heaven, so I naturally went to hell.

Hell is far more cruel than the human world; the looting, killing, and occupation exceed the limits of any demonic event I could imagine as a human being.

I learned something: demons are not immortal. When they are killed in hell, they die completely and become nourishment for other demons.

To extend their lifespan, demons must devour other demons, or... devour fresh human souls. The latter can greatly increase their lifespan limit and strength. If they could devour humans with spiritual power, that would be a huge temptation for every demon...

However, Satan and God made a bet that they could only redeem and tempt humanity indirectly.

Therefore, the supply of human souls in hell has plummeted, making souls a precious currency, more expensive than ever before...

Demons devour each other to prolong their lifespans, but this doesn't increase their power, so they naturally know it's not a solution. Therefore, they devise various methods to lure humans into corruption through dreams and contracts, allowing them to unite with humans and give birth to bodies that can perfectly contain the demon's true form. They then use this method to enter the human world and purchase souls.

Hawke and I were in similar situations; he died because his wife left him for another man, and in a fit of rage, he committed suicide.

We started as the lowest level of carrion monsters, those monsters with a desiccated appearance and only half a head, who instinctively devoured the souls that fell from the sky.

The role of the carrion demon is to punish the souls of humans who have fallen into hell. They are not actually absorbed by us; they will be reborn and fall again and again until a real demon comes to harvest them.

Our comical performance finally caught the interest of a demon, who tossed us some fragments of his soul. This gave us independent consciousness, allowing us to know what we were. From then on, we followed this demon, feeding on its scraps, waging wars to seize territory, and slowly becoming the lowest-ranking demon in terms of combat power…

(End of this chapter)