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Chapter 538 The Invitation of the Demonic Heart of Witch

That gaze, seemingly tangible, appeared to pierce through layers of space and landed on Nick Fury's face.

With that gaze, layers of invisible spiritual power pressed down on Nick Fury and his companions.

Under this invisible pressure, Nick Fury and his team felt as if their eardrums were being constantly pounded, producing a deafening sound that was hard to tell if it was real or not.

Sensing this astonishing aura, Nick Fury was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting that the demon who had already left could still reconnect with this place in this way.

After a moment of silence.

Under the increasingly terrifying mental pressure, Nick Fury's body slumped slightly, and then he looked coldly at the blood-red throne phantom.

When faced with a powerful being, regardless of one's allegiance, one should maintain sufficient awe unless one possesses the power to turn the tide.

Although his mind became increasingly sluggish and confused under that terrifying mental pressure, Nick Fury still tried his best to remain rational and answered the mysterious being:

"I am fulfilling my duty..."

"Responsibilities?"

Through the still-wet blood pool, the will that descended into this warehouse let out a disdainful sneer. As if endless blood were constantly writhing, it finally intertwined and emerged a handsome face that was both arrogant and seemed to contain endless terror.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening sound suddenly resounded in Nick Fury's mind, the sudden explosion causing Nick Fury's head to swell as if it were about to burst.

Are you trying to make me laugh?

"My heart tells me that so-called duty is nothing more than a tool to mask your intense desires and resentment..."

"Is it really these so-called responsibilities that you care about?"

"Respond to the desires and calls of your heart..."

"I can grant you..."

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"My desire?"

As the Witchheart Demon's probing words touched on the human heart, Nick Fury's face showed a moment of confusion, but that confusion was quickly replaced by a strong desire.

"hehe!"

Looking at the illusory Blood Throne that appeared before him, Nick Fury suddenly smiled: "Faced with this wretched world, I do indeed crave the power to control everything..."

"But all of this is for the better protection of the Earth."

"No matter how down and out I am now, my desires and ambitions are not something a mere demon king's son like you can grant!"

As he finished speaking, Nick Fury subtly adjusted the eye patch over his left eye.

The next second, a blazing fire suddenly appeared in the eyeball embedded in Nick Fury's left eye socket. The terrifying flames that shot into the sky instantly devoured the nearly dried-up pool of blood and the illusory crimson throne in front of him.

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"Is this the choice you're offering?"

"I must say, this was a truly arrogant and foolish decision!"

Amidst endless flames.

At this moment, the phantom of the blood-red throne suddenly emitted an astonishing fluctuation.

One crimson aura after another, like an endless tide, extinguished the raging flames while seemingly accumulating something.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"

In the pool of blood that buried countless corpses, fleshy tentacles suddenly sprouted when faced with the threat of raging flames.

Each fleshy tentacle, like a ferocious venomous snake, instantly pierced through the fiery barrier, twisting its body and viciously lunging at Nick Fury and the agents beside him.

Facing the countless fleshy tentacles rushing towards them.

Nick Fury remained expressionless. Just as countless fleshy tentacles were about to pierce his body, Nick Fury gently turned his left eyeball.

next second.

The blazing red flames instantly heated up, turning into an even more terrifying incandescent color.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

As the heatwave swept through, countless fleshy tentacles that had extended towards Nick Fury suddenly froze, then turned to ashes in the blazing white flames.

Even the blood pool that was constantly gushing blood dried up rapidly under the scorching white flames, then cracked and shattered!

In the void, the space around the blood-red throne, which was receiving special attention, was distorted in an astonishing way.

It was as if even the void itself could not withstand the scorching white light and began to distort.

"Hahaha·····"

Faced with Nick Fury's counterattack, the phantom on the Crimson Throne was initially furious, but soon he seemed to have discovered something and became unusually excited.

"You actually managed to get your hands on this."

"Greedy and foolish mortal, I look forward to your growth..."

"I'm really looking forward to seeing how you, having burned everything to the ground, turn this world upside down..."

Amidst the maniacal laughter, crimson light and blazing white flames clashed, intertwined, and then annihilated each other. Finally, the terrifying pressure that had permeated the warehouse vanished completely.

When the crimson throne shrank to its smallest size, it suddenly shattered into a pool of crimson blood and was then consumed by flames.

Nick Fury quickly moved the special eye patch, made of some unknown material, back to its original position.

When Nick Fury's distinctive left eye was covered, the blazing white flames in the void instantly extinguished most of the warehouse directly opposite Nick Fury.

It dissipated rapidly, as if it had lost its source of power.

"snort!"

After the blazing white flames dissipated, Nick Fury suddenly knelt on the ground with a pained expression, veins bulging on his forehead, and his left hand tightly covered his left eye, which was covered (sealed) by a black eyepatch.

A few seconds later.

Crimson blood seeped from beneath the black eye patch, wetting Nick Fury's left hand.

"Is this the power of the Demon King's son?"

"Even after being severely injured, a will that descends from afar can still be this terrifying!"

However, to think that a few words could corrupt even a king of spies like myself is a gross underestimation of my abilities.

Recalling the invitation from the Witchheart Demon, a hint of disdain flashed in Nick Fury's eyes.

"However, such terrifying power, if arranged properly, should allow me to escape and get out of my current predicament."

What Nick Fury, lost in thought, didn't realize was that a certain belief within him had already subtly shifted.

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While Nick Fury was secretly rejoicing.

In the bathtub of a villa.

Wu Xinmo, whose body was mostly submerged in the bathtub, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hehe, this world seems to be getting more and more interesting."

Although the will that had been forcibly descended through the blood pool had consumed a lot of Nick Fury's power after being burned away, the Witchheart Demon showed no signs of life.

Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Because he knew that he had unleashed the beast that Nick Fury had imprisoned deep within his heart.

Once something is released, it's not so easy to put it back in.

Recalling the fleeting glimpse of that eyeball on Nick Fury just now, Wu Xinmo couldn't help but smile.

"Heh, with his own ambition fueled and that fire demon's eyeball added to the mix, I wonder what kind of monster that guy will eventually become."

"A monster whose emotions have been extinguished, whose only knowledge is to destroy the world, or a fire demon who controls flames and is reborn from the ashes?"

"Heh, whether it's a monster or a fire demon, once this guy grows up, he can at least contribute some power to disrupt this world."

"Chaos is the ladder to progress."

After Erin tampered with the San Venganza Contract and helped the little monster absorb the three thousand extremely evil souls, the Witchheart Demon, who sensed the dissipation of the San Venganza Contract, was furious, but it was too late, and no amount of rage could change anything.

Left with no other choice, in order to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible and to teach those bastards who dared to offend him a lesson, Wu Xinmo had to pick up a backup plan he had made when he first entered the human world.

When he first entered the human world, Wu Xinmo was determined to obtain the San Venganza Contract, but he did not place all his hopes for restoring his strength on it.

Therefore, while the demon lords they had brought to the human world dispersed, they were also secretly carrying out their own plans.

The fall of the Bull Demon and the Sand Demon caused the Witch Demon's two plans to fail, but fortunately the Water Demon continued to lie in wait in the shadows according to his orders.

In just a little while, he will be able to reap the fruits nourished by the water demon and restore his strength in one fell swoop.

By that time...

Whether they are disciples of the Ancient One or lackeys of the Heavenly Dimension, they will all pay the price for their actions.

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"Achoo!"

Inside the New York Sanctuary, King, who had just returned from Walter's Farm, suddenly sneezed. After rubbing his nose, he couldn't help but ask, "What's with this sneeze? Is someone thinking of me?"

After hearing Wang's narcissistic words, James, who was walking next to Wang, rolled his eyes and said:

"Hey, stop dreaming. Nobody misses you. You're just tainted by the chilling death aura emanating from those unrepentant bastards at Walter Farm. When the sun comes out, you can soak up some sun."

"But speaking of which, Walter Farm is already the fifth blood sacrifice site we've discovered!"

Recalling the unseeing eyes of the dead cattle, sheep, and people at Walter Farm, Wang said with a grim expression, "Walter Farm is indeed the fifth blood sacrifice site we've discovered. If another one comes along, completing the Death Hexagram Array, the Witch Heart Demon's injuries might be healed. At that point, dealing with him will be even more troublesome."

"There's nothing we can do about this trouble; it's just that we can't find this guy."

After saying that, James continued in a somewhat sullen tone, "By the way, have you gotten any information about those demon cultists? If we can't find the Demon Heart, it would be good to find the information on those demon cultists first. If we eliminate them all, then there will be no one to perform blood sacrifices for the Demon Heart, and the tragedy like the one at Walter Farm will not have occurred."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao said, "We've arrested most of the demon cultists in Texas, and the rest have probably escaped. But I don't think it'll be of any use even if we arrest them all. Most of the demon cultists at Walter Farm were just temporarily instigated by this guy."

"Okay, that's bullshit."

After muttering a curse under his breath, James asked, "By the way, any news about that demon lord who jumped into the Bekos River and escaped?"

Wang shook his head upon hearing this: "I don't know. The task of hunting down that water demon was handled by Archmage Gandalf. If you want to know, you should go find him."

"Da da da!!!"

Before James could answer, Gandalf, who had heard James and the king's voices from afar, walked over to them with a torch in hand.

"The results of Lord Erin's divination today have arrived. Although the water demon has changed its hiding place, it is still in Simonhardt City. However, it is a bit abnormal for it to stay in the same city for so long. You two can go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, James let out a wail.

"Damn it, why is it always us? Can't you find someone else to do this? If we keep running around like this, will Wang Fei and I run out of magic power?"

"snort!"

Archmage Gandalf slammed his wand heavily on the ground and said, "That water demon may seem like a coward, always running away or on his way to escape, but you two shouldn't underestimate him. That guy is quite powerful; ordinary temple mages are no match for him. So, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you two."

"Don't worry, you two won't have made a wasted trip. Lord Erin recently donated some funds to the Sanctuary, so your bonus for this mission will be doubled."

Upon hearing that the reward for this mission had been doubled, Wang and James's eyes lit up.

Although Kamar-Taj is not short of money, the allowance given to James and his teammates each month is not much. This time, the bonus has been doubled, which is a good income for them.

That's why, upon hearing this, James, who had been looking bitter and resentful just a moment ago, immediately put on a smiling face.

Indeed, money is the driving force behind human progress.

Looking at James and Wang, whose expressions changed drastically.

The Great Sage Gandalf shook his head.

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Simon Hart City.

"Cough cough cough..."

After taking a stroll along the Becques River in Simon Hart, Wang suddenly began coughing violently, and even his mind became foggy.

What happened?

Feeling weak all over, Wang raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was surprisingly hot.

"Do I... have a cold?"

(End of this chapter)