Don't call me evil god

Raphael Gunasius appeared with great fanfare.

The entire room was dyed red with red light, the iconic sulfur smell of the hell dimension, and the tall devil who looked powerful and dangerous just by looking at it.

"Hiss!" Miranda gasped.

This was the first time she saw a real devil.

Just a shadow made her involuntarily have an instinctive fear originating from her soul.

It feels like an animal has encountered its natural enemy.

The devil is good at playing with souls and even feeding on them.

The divine magic of the God of Glow can heal all physical injuries and dispel the pollution of the void, but it can hardly protect the fragile souls of mortals.

If the soul is taken away by the devil, the body will immediately turn into a living corpse with only breathing and heartbeat left, unable to think at all.

The thought of this is daunting.

Brandon was eager to give it a try.

Anyway, the dead can be resurrected, so he really wants to try what will happen if a mortal attacks a devil.

Is it true that as the story says, the devil can also cry, feel pain, and bleed?

However, considering the "business" they had to do this time, Brandon still tried hard to suppress this thought.

If he can succeed this time, there will be many opportunities in the future. At worst, he will draw a magic circle and go find a devil to negotiate a contract and try it!

Pete's mentality was not so nervous.

On the contrary, he looked at the devil who called himself Raphael Gunasius very calmly, and finally determined one thing:

"No need to scare us!"

"You are afraid of the great god we believe in, so - you only dare to let a shadow that carries your own image appear here!"

"Or is it that the devils cannot enter the mortal dimension in person, so you can only use this method to scare people with phantoms?"

The original expression of contempt, disdain, and arrogance on Raphael's face immediately disappeared and turned into a warm smile that looked quite approachable.

certainly.

Combined with the devil's terrifying appearance, this smile is still a bit scary.

But the previous power and oppression were gone.

"Hahaha, mortal, your observation... is good, very careful and meticulous!"

"We like you as a bold and careful mortal. Do you want to consider signing a contract? As long as you nod your head, the power to become a legend will be at your fingertips!"

Peter shook his head politely and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

"However, I believe that sooner or later I will reach the top of the legend with my own strength."

"Besides, are you afraid of the great God of Knowledge?"

"Otherwise, why didn't you just forcibly sign a contract with me, and why did you insist on asking for my consent?"

The shadow of Raphael Gunasius raised his hand with interest and shook his index finger in the air - his nails were sharp and long, looking like claws.

"Why!"

"You can't say that."

"Although the power of hell can indeed force us to sign a contract with mortals, but! We will not do that!"

"Devil, disgrace, despicable, despicable!"

"We are devils, mortals! We are the best at manipulating souls!"

"Forcing is the least elegant and imperfect method, and no devil likes to use that method."

"What we are pursuing is to make mortals willingly and wholeheartedly sign a contract with us."

"This is the aesthetics of the devil."

Peter clicked his tongue.

This devil named Raphael is quite perfectionist.

As he wishes. Although he clearly has powerful power, he is determined not to use it. He insists on making it difficult for himself and uses more difficult methods to find his spokesperson in the mortal world.

Listening to the conversation between Peter and Raphael, Gale gradually became bolder.

He realized it.

Raphael Gunasius only came here as a phantom, so he couldn't do anything to them at all. This devil was even quite talkative and liked to show off himself.

"Then why do the records in historical books say that anyone who has used hell's spells will be forced to sign a contract by you?"

Rafi chuckled.

"It's just a stigma, a slander."

"Before signing the contract, we never did anything forced. We just let mortals experience for themselves how powerful the power of hell is."

"When they taste the help from the devil and encounter a dilemma where they are helpless, hehehe..."

"They will take the initiative to call our names and eagerly put the collar around their necks."

Miranda snorted next to her.

She didn't quite believe what Rafi said.

According to the classic records of the Glow God Religion, the devil is not only powerful, terrifying, and greedy, but also cunning and insidious.

Now there is only one devil, Raphael Gunasius. Who knows whether what he said is true or false? What if it is a lie from the devil?

Brandon was looking at the two thick and curved magic horns on the head of Rafi's phantom.

He was thinking about what kind of sharp weapon he would need to chop off the thing. Maybe he could take it home and hang it in a display frame on the wall as a souvenir.

As if he sensed something, Raffi turned his head and glanced at Brandon, his smile becoming a little stiff.

He snapped his fingers, and phantoms of words that danced and twisted like flames appeared out of thin air.

"After the small talk, let's talk about the contract."

Reina stood up and looked at the words in the air.

After Rafi arrived, the magic circle on the ground had been activated, and now it can continue to exist for a long time without Reina's maintenance.

Rafi used the language and words of the devil.

"We devils have always been fair in trade. How much you contribute to hell, hell will give back to you."

"Rule 1, this contract is valid forever and will take effect from the date of signing. The day the mortal dies, the soul will be connected to the hell dimension by us."

"Rule 2, if you are good enough, you may become a good hell supervisor in the hell dimension and enjoy eternal life there."

Reina said cautiously: "What does good enough mean? What if you are not good enough?"

Rafi smiled without saying anything, and made a gesture of raising his glass and drinking it all.

Reina understood.

After signing a contract with the devil, a good enough mortal will continue to serve hell even after death. Eternal life sounds good, but it is actually endless work.

Those who are not good enough will be even worse, and they will probably become a dish in the devil's meal.

No wonder it is said that if you are targeted by the devil, you will be eaten up in the end. This is indeed a complete eating up of the soul!

The contract is a complete overlord clause.

Reina naturally cannot accept such unfair clauses.

"No! Impossible!"

"If that's the case, I refuse to sign the contract."

Rafi laughed "hehehe".

"Don't worry, mortal, as you said when you called, there is a great god witnessing the signing of our contract."

"So, we can now have... a more flexible contract bottom line!"

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