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Chapter 524 The Witch Heart Demon's Ambition

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Soul Death Arrow blasted a huge wound more than a meter in diameter into the chest of the Sand Giant. The power contained within was still strong, and it blasted the more than ten-meter-tall Sand Giant away by seven or eight meters.

"Bang!"

After being blasted seven or eight meters away, the sand giant crashed to the ground with a deafening roar that shook the earth.

In the blink of an eye.

The sand giant, composed of countless grains of yellow sand, disintegrated on the spot, turning into a sky full of yellow sand.

The Soul Death Arrow fired from the forbidden object was quite powerful. The physical damage it caused was nothing to the Sand Demon, but the attack that specifically targeted the soul was something even the current Sand Demon couldn't withstand, and it directly broke the Sand Giant's control.

In its prime, the Sand Demon, as a demon lord, could certainly withstand this attack without fear. However, in order to pass through the Earth's protective barrier, the Sand Demon's strength was less than one-tenth of what it possessed.

Even after sacrificing the flesh and souls of half the town's residents and recovering some strength through a forbidden ritual, it was still far from enough to make them ignore this attack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ghost Rider, who had been brutally beaten to the ground by the Sand Giant, struggled to crawl out of the deep pit, then pulled out the iron chains binding his body and fiercely lashed out at the aura that his soul fire sensed in the center of the yellow sand.

"Snapped!"

A loud bang followed.

The scattered yellow sand was cleaved in two by a whip shadow wrapped in hellfire.

The Sand Giant, having just taken a direct hit from a Soul Death Arrow, was still reeling when he was struck squarely by the Ghost Rider's chains wreathed in hellfire.

As the whip nearly snapped the Sand Demon's spine, raging hellfire erupted from the Hell Chains, clinging to the Sand Demon's body and burning fiercely.

"puff······"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood and feeling the pain in his body and soul, the Sand Demon immediately realized something was wrong.

Hellfire can scorch not only objects, but also souls.

If the Sand Demon were to be entangled by this hellfire that clings to it like a leech, it would undoubtedly be adding insult to injury for the Sand Demon, who has not yet recovered.

"Sand molting!"

Before Ghost Rider could strike again, the Sand Demon's true form rapidly turned to sand, becoming a sand sculpture ablaze with hellfire.

boom!

When the iron lock fell, the spot where it stood was outside a hollow sand sculpture.

Like an insect, the Sand Demon, having shed its outer shell, had already burrowed underground, avoiding the Ghost Rider's attack.

but.

The Sand Demon did not escape.

After a sand giant re-formed not far away, he roared at the bald man nearby, "Idiot, keep your men in check, or I'll devour you before I deal with that skeleton."

The bald man, whose face was already pale from losing an arm, lowered his head, his face turning ashen, after sensing the Sand Demon's wrath.

"I'm sorry, sir, that was just an accident. I promise it won't happen again."

Before the bald man could receive forgiveness from the Sand Demon, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his ears.

【Bosat's Thunder】

The lightning, which traced a zigzag path through the void, appeared out of nowhere and blasted the bald man, who had his head bowed, away.

"Pfft!"

The bald man who was blasted away by the [Bosat's Lightning] did not die immediately, even though his chest was almost carbonized by the powerful [Bosat's Lightning], because he had long since ceased to be human after worshipping the demon.

Instead, he used all his strength to reach for the pocket at his waist with his other arm, which was paralyzed by lightning.

There lies the place where he can heal his wounds and even turn the tide in adversity.

Once he gets that thing, he can make that bastard who attacked him pay the price.

"Damn it, they actually ambushed me while I was apologizing to the demon lord! Just wait, once I get that, I'll skin you alive!"

The bald man, seething with hatred, roared inwardly.

A gunshot, like a dragon's roar, rang out once again across the battlefield.

"Bang!"

next second.

The bald man's head exploded instantly, like a watermelon that had been smashed open, with juice splattering everywhere.

The bald man who organized this attack by the demon cultists didn't even have a chance to make a move before Erin blew his head off with a single shot.

With Wang's help, they quickly dealt with the bald man.

Other shamans of the New York Sanctuary.

They also dealt with another superhuman among the group of demon cultists who had received a gift from the demon, and even successfully captured one alive.

After dealing with the superhuman among these demon cultists.

The remaining ordinary people with weapons were, of course, no match for the temple mages.

While the king was busy dealing with the fleeing demon cultists, Erin strolled beside the headless corpse of the bald man.

Then from his pocket.

He took out a small devil pendant.

The demon pendant is not carved with Mephisto, the god worshipped by the bald men, but with a demon wearing a black goat's head.

Erin, who had no knowledge of demons, did not recognize which demon was carved on the demon pendant, but the moment he grasped it...

Various blasphemous thoughts kept creeping into Erin's head.

At the same time.

A voice from the depths of the universe told Erin that if he acted upon those blasphemous thoughts, he would receive the blessing of the demon pendant.

If the blasphemous thought is strong enough and interesting enough, it is even possible to "summon" the possession of the Black Goat during the blasphemy process.

After being possessed by the Black Goat, the holder of the demon pendant will possess power comparable to a pure-blooded demon.

However, each time the demon pendant possesses someone, it will also permanently take something away from the holder.

It could be a certain emotion of the holder, a certain relationship of the holder, or even a certain organ of the holder, or even the holder's...life.

"So that's how it is. No wonder that bald guy felt such strong emotions after being hit by Wang; he was trying to turn the tables with that!"

Although the random cost is somewhat dangerous, the fact that it grants temporary access to the combat power of a pure-blooded demon makes this demon pendant a powerful trump card.

but······

A demon sealed away as a pendant—that's quite a rare sight!

With his mental energy field surging, he shielded himself from all thoughts, preventing the demon pendant in his hand from sensing them. Then, Erin looked at the demon pendant in his hand and smiled with amusement.

That's right.

The demon pendant in his hand was neither a magical item nor a forbidden object.

It is a real, living demon.

However, for some unknown reason, this demon was petrified and sealed away, turning into this tiny demon pendant.

The blasphemous thoughts that flooded Erin's mind just now were merely the other party's means to tempt Erin into depravity.

However, this temptation could not shake Erin's mind at all. Instead, Erin took the opportunity to see the true nature of the demon pendant.

After fiddling with the demon pendant in his hand for a while.

Having no time to study the demon pendant, Erin simply affixed it to the [Ring of Vulcan].

Whenever the sealed demon within the pendant makes any unusual movement, Erin will immediately unleash the eternal fire of the [Ring of Vulcan] to subdue it.

In fact.

There's no need for Erin to say it.

After being affixed to the [Ring of Vulcan], the demon pendant, which had been instilling various blasphemous thoughts in Erin, immediately fell silent.

Seeing the demon pendant had become much more subdued, Erin chuckled and then looked towards the still-raging battlefield not far away.

After being tricked by his own demon followers, the Sand Demon had just finished yelling at the bald man.

Having been soundly beaten by the Sand Demon and suppressing his rage, Ghost Rider charged forward again on his roaring Soul Chariot.

But this time...

Ghost Rider learned his lesson. Instead of directly confronting the Sand Giant, who was incredibly strong and impervious to damage, he piloted the Soul Chariot, using the mobility of the Soul Battlefield's souls and the constantly swung Hell Chains to launch continuous ranged attacks on the Sand Giant.

"Splash splash splash..."

The chains, burning with hellfire, could tear a chunk of "flesh" from the sand giant's massive body with each pull.

The hellfire that splashed from the chains and clung to the sand giant forced it to constantly shake off the sand tainted with hellfire in order to prevent the hellfire from spreading and burning it.

These seemingly ineffective attacks, though numerous, gradually depleted the Sand Demon's power.

·······

Houston, St. Angels Cemetery.

St. Angels Cemetery is a cemetery under the jurisdiction of St. Michael's Cathedral and is the largest cemetery in Houston.

This cemetery contains the remains of dozens of archbishops, thousands of clergy, and tens of thousands of devout believers.

It is precisely because of this that, at some point, this cemetery came to possess a divine protection that prevented the resting souls within from being disturbed.

However, this peace was shattered tonight by an uninvited guest.

During the battle between the Sand Demon and the Ghost Rider.

Under the dark night sky.

A man dressed in black suddenly appeared outside the Cemetery of Sant'Angelo.

Sensing the sacred power contained within the cemetery, the Demonic Heart of Witch suddenly appeared outside the cemetery. He glanced at the name of the cemetery, and a disdainful smile immediately appeared on his pale face.

"Ha, Cemetery of Saint Angel, did Michael truly protect you in the past?"

He chuckled.

The Demon of the Witch raised his right foot and stepped toward the gravedigger's hut in the Holy Angels Cemetery.

Although he wore a disdainful smile, Wu Xinmo's steps slowed down after entering the cemetery, as if each step required him to exert all his strength.

Obviously.

Wu Xinmo was not as relaxed as he claimed.

The sacred power accumulated over the years in this cemetery, while unable to stop the Demon of the Witch's advance, still made Mephisto, who had only recently descended to earth and was not yet recovered, feel quite uncomfortable.

Ring ring.

Seemingly noticing someone's arrival, an old man with a weathered face, wearing a dark gray cowboy hat, came out of the gravedigger's hut.

Then, leaning against the doorframe, he called out to the Demonic Witch from afar, "Hey, buddy, the cemetery is closed to the public at night. Please leave."

Upon hearing this voice, the Demonic Heart of Witch, who was secretly battling the divine power that filled the entire Cemetery of Saints Angels, stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the old man leaning against the doorframe.

The instant Wu Xinmo turned his head, his pale, handsome face suddenly transformed into an evil and terrifying one in the darkness.

Upon seeing this, the old man's pupils constricted sharply, and he instinctively grabbed a double-barreled shotgun hanging on the door frame.

After glancing disdainfully at the double-barreled shotgun in the old man's hand, the Witchheart Demon looked at him and said, "I won't abide by Michael's rules. But, Carter Slade, you don't really think that hiding here will allow that arrogant Michael to protect someone who has sold their soul to the devil, do you?"

"Besides, it must be unpleasant to spend every day in a cemetery filled with sacred power."

As he spoke, seemingly disgusted by the divine power, Wu Xinmo suddenly closed his eyes. After carefully sensing it, he shook his hands outwards and abruptly opened his eyes.

next second.

Within the Holy Angels Cemetery, the divine power suppressing the Witchheart Demon was directly expelled by the Witchheart Demon's sudden outburst.

After twisting his neck, Wu Xinmo chuckled, "That feels much better, don't you think?"

Seeing the divine power that had once "tortured" him shattered by the Witchheart Demon, Carter Slade showed no joy, but rather a hint of horror.

Although the divine power within the Cemetery of the Holy Angels was "wearing down" the demonic power within him every day, making him feel as if he were experiencing inhuman torment every moment, it was also a barrier protecting him and preventing him from being perceived by Mephistos.

No one knew better than him the power of the divine forces within the Cemetery of Saint Angels, after all, it was a place he had carefully chosen to spend the rest of his life in peace.

If an ordinary demon came to this cemetery, it would probably be immediately suppressed by the holy power that permeates the cemetery, making it impossible for it to move, let alone be dispelled.

But today.

A demon suddenly appeared before him, not only revealing his hidden identity in a single word that terrified him, but also easily shattering the holy power within the Holy Angels Cemetery.

Thinking of this, Carter Slade, his eyes filled with deep apprehension, asked in a low voice, "Who... exactly are you?"

"I?"

The figure of the Demon Heart vanished in an instant, like a ghost, and the next second he suddenly appeared in front of Carter Slade, grabbing Carter Slade by the back of the neck.

The Demon Lord of the Witch Heart slowly lifted Carter Slaine's slightly hunched body into the air and chuckled, "What, don't you remember me? If it weren't for me, how could you have escaped my father's pursuit?"

(End of this chapter)