Starting with summoning the succubus

Qi Lin thought for a moment, then took out a legitimate loan app on his phone and borrowed 2000 yuan before being able to scan the code to pay.

He has a bunch of loan apps, both legitimate and illegitimate, on his phone.

However, the original owner rarely took out online loans and rarely used his mobile phone to pay his wages, because that bastard Thomas would snatch his phone from time to time, and if it was snatched one day, all the money in the phone would be transferred out.

However, that guy didn't touch his phone tonight, probably because he was very quick to pay when he offered.

In any case, his feud with Thomas will come to an end tonight.

"Let's go, Elena."

Qi Lin stood up and cracked his neck. "Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time for us to get down to business."

"Hey, okay!"

Elena grinned, a strange light flashing in her pink eyes, revealing a restless fighting spirit, and... killing intent!

Demons, no matter how beautiful or alluring they may appear, are essentially a group of brutal creatures that love killing.

Deep within their DNA, bloodthirsty genes are etched.

……

……

Shuguang City, East District, street-side basketball court.

This place should have been a basketball court, but now it's littered with empty bottles and takeout containers, making it look dirty and messy.

A group of young men and women, including whites, blacks, and many Asians, gathered here. They were blasting deafening rock music, skateboarding, playing soccer with makeshift hoops, or playing video games on their phones and cursing at their teammates.

At that moment, Thomas sat in the middle of the crowd, holding an Asian girl in his arms and groping her.

These people don't actually like basketball or music, nor do they like skateboarding or soccer, and they probably aren't very interested in mobile games either.

They just like this so-called rebellion, and they like this messy late-night life.

In short: A bunch of poor slackers indulging in self-congratulation.

If you have a little spare money, you can at least open a KTV room.

"There are demons like that in my hometown too."

“We all call it ‘Noku,’ which means something shameful.”

Not far away, under the streetlights.

Elena walked around with her head in her hands, looking bored. She glanced at the scene on the court, then looked at Qi Lin beside her with disdain: "So, if you've been bullied by these guys for a long time, my evaluation of you will be even worse."

"There's nothing we can do."

Qi Lin didn't care about those words, and just smiled: "Maybe you think they are shameful, but to me, these shameful guys are all Qi Knights, Supermen who can smash a cement wall with one punch."

"puff!"

Irena scoffed without any politeness: "They're just a bunch of low-level zero creatures. If you want, I'll rush over and kill them all right now to vent your anger."

“We can’t kill him.” Qi Lin shook his head. “We call this place ‘Blue Star.’ You’re a succubus commoner. As far as I know, you shouldn’t be qualified to study in Hell, so you probably haven’t heard of this world. But let me give you a brief introduction. The strongest humans here are ninth-order transcendent beings.”

"..."

Elena was stunned for a moment before exclaiming in shock, "The level of a Hell King?!"

"Why didn't you say so sooner?! All the humans walking on the street are weaklings, I thought your world was weaklings too!"

Chapter 6: The Power of the Devil, Revenge!

"Um……"

How should I put it?

Qi Lin thought for a moment and said, "We are currently located in 'Dawn City,' a remote, third-tier city. You can think of it as a super, super, super small tribe. So the pedestrians on the road are all very weak. Moreover, the level of extraordinary beings on our planet Blue Star varies greatly. The strong are very strong, and the weak are very weak."

"I see."

Elena tilted her head, then scratched her head and said, "Then, then let's be honest."

"You don't have to be too honest."

Qi Lin shook his head slightly and explained, "The chief of law enforcement in Dawn City is called Old John. He is an old man who believes in the law of the jungle, or rather, an old bastard. He believes that superhumans should fight each other in order to create strong individuals, so he has always turned a blind eye to the fighting in the slums of Dawn City."

"oh?!"

Irene's pink eyes lit up. "Like this? Then what are we waiting for? Let's quickly lure these thugs to that 'slum'!"

“No need to lead.” Qi Lin pointed to the ground beneath his feet. “This is it. We’ve always been within the slum area and have never left.”

"..."

Elena was taken aback.

"In short, while old John was a bastard, he wasn't a hypocrite."

Qi Lin turned to look at the basketball court and then at Thomas and his gang of thugs, his eyes narrowing slightly. "For example, Thomas uses his strength to bully the weak in the neighborhood, but as long as no one dies or things get too big, Old John rarely pursues the matter."

Similarly, if someone were to use their power to beat Thomas, as long as no one dies or the situation doesn't escalate, old John shouldn't interfere too much... Besides, this is justified retaliation.”

"What about disability?"

Elena blinked her big pink eyes, asking expectantly, "Can you remove my hands and feet?"

“No,” Qi Lin replied. “Too severe disability would fall into the category of ‘making a big fuss’... But milder cases are acceptable.”

"A little lighter?" Elena tilted her head. "What level of lightness is considered light?"

“I will handle it,” Qi Lin said.

"Huh?" Elena was taken aback. "What do you mean by that? You have the information?"

"Yes, I have it under control."

Qi Lin looked at the beautiful succubus and said seriously, "Irena, I hope you can possess my body and lend me your power. In this battle, I will personally take action, not only for myself, but also for... for a little brother."

"Huh??"

Elena became increasingly confused.

Qi Lin's gaze grew increasingly cold.

The original owner died with resentment, and he transmigrated here to possess this body.

There is a personal connection between the two.

For both emotional and rational reasons, he had to do it himself... using this body that had suffered so much humiliation and bullying in the past.

"I don't understand what you're saying, but it doesn't matter. You're my demon messenger, so I'll listen to you."

As Elena spoke, she transformed into a stream of pink light and instantly merged into Qi Lin's body.

"Uh!"

In an instant, Qi Lin's skin turned purple, his black hair turned snow-white, two large purple horns grew on his head, and his muscles increased several times in size. His original height of 1.78 meters suddenly jumped to more than 2 meters!

A surge of power, like a volcanic eruption, continuously welled up within him!

This is demonic possession, the signature ability of a demon wielder!

"..."

Qi Lin looked around, took a few steps forward, picked up a stone, and threw it forcefully towards the basketball court!

"brush!"

The stone ripped through the air with a sharp whistling sound, striking Thomas squarely on the head, splitting his skull open and spurting blood that splattered all over the face of the Asian girl in his arms.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The girl immediately let out a terrified scream.

The other thugs nearby were all dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened.

"Oh shit!"

Thomas, clutching his bleeding forehead, roared as he looked around, "Who! Who smashed this?! Show yourself!!!"

"As you wish."

A cold, hoarse male voice suddenly sounded behind him, like the whisper of a demon.

Thomas's pupils constricted sharply.

"boom!"

The next moment, Qi Lin's purple hand pressed down on Thomas's head, slamming his face into the ground and smashing the concrete surface of the street basketball court open!

Blood, mixed with gravel, splattered everywhere.

At this moment, countless memories of the original owner flooded his mind, bringing with them intense emotions of humiliation and sorrow.

From childhood to adulthood, from orphanage to school, he suffered years of continuous bullying...

Ultimately, these memories coalesced into a single sentence, the voice of a boy choked with sobs.

"Brother, please, help me get revenge..."

This was the first sentence Qi Lin truly heard from that child.

He answered in his heart:

Ok.

"Thomas!"

Qi Lin grabbed the white youth's head and coldly looked at his bloodied and mangled face. "Today, it's your turn."

"boom!"

After saying that, Qi Lin slammed Thomas's head to the ground again, and then stomped hard on his left knee.

"Crack!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

The clear sound of bones cracking, accompanied by Thomas's piercing screams, echoed throughout the basketball court.

The lingering sound echoed, lingered, and swirled.