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Victor supported his body with one hand, watching the demon bird flying in mid-air so naked, and his mouth kept chirping.

It's really wonderful, with very different senses than when you were reborn in Asgard.

At this moment, Victor, whether it is body or soul, seems to have really become the gloomy youth in the game -

V

"Okay, shut up."

Victor slowly stood up, holding the poetry scattered on the ground in one hand, and reaching out with the other hand to grasp the feet of the demon bird.

A pair of sharp claws cut his fingers bloodily, but Victor didn't care, just said lightly

, "Take me out of here, you noisy stupid bird."

"Aha, I know, Virgil, you can't do without me, we must sign a contract with each other! Oh oh oh, let's fly, take off like a two-stage jump, Wuhu!"

He was really noisy, and Victor, who turned into V, couldn't help but frown.

The demon bird carried him all the way out, suddenly released his claws in midair, and Victor fell into the trash heap below with a thud.

Between the oversized black plastic bags, a naked white-haired young man was lying in it with a tired face.

"Oh, I hope you don't blame me, after all~ you don't think that I will treat you like a baby, right?"

Just then, a punk wearing a black sleeveless leather jacket and black skinny leather pants noticed the garbage bags rolling in the alley.

He took out a butterfly knife and walked over cautiously, and when he saw the struggling Victor, a sinister smile appeared on his face

: "Boy, if you are unlucky to meet me, I don't know if your organs can find a buyer

?" Victor sighed, and said painfully and weakly

, "If you still want to sign a contract with me, how about helping me get some clothes first?"

The demon bird soared over the alley, continuing his chattering noise.

Victor pinched the bridge of his nose as if he had a nervous breakdown, walked over to the punk, and ripped off his clothes and pants.

Wearing it on his body but unexpectedly fitting, Victor looked at the circling demon bird

"It's okay to sign a contract, but can you say less?" "

Hey man, I'm your nightmare, how can you make such a request for a nightmare? Be careful!" The

three pairs of eyes of the demon bird shrank sharply, and another thunder fell, slashing fiercely behind Victor.

Victor looked back, and a low-grade demon that looked like a praying mantis appeared out of nowhere.

He was a little disdainful, but then reacted again, his current self is not the royal family of Asgard, but a helpless human separated by demons....

Well, half human.

"Hurry

up and get it, stupid bird!""Hey, we're an alliance, aren't we? Give your allies a little respect!"

The thunder continued to slash, and the evil demon fell to the ground again and

again, but he could always stand up again "You can't do it?" "

How could it be?!" The

demon bird jumped to his feet, more thunder slashed, but the demon hunter could still stand up, the demon bird's power consumption was too much, and had to explain

"Okay, okay, I can't kill him, I'm a nightmare, I can't kill, I can only torture. Humans can be tortured to death, but demons cannot.

Victor sighed and tugged at his shirt....

Turned around and ran

, "Then don't run, are you going to wait here to die?" the

demon bird was stunned for a moment, he and V were born from Virgil's fragile memories.

But when, instead of facing the enemy head-on, Virgil turned around and fled?

The evil devil, who had lost the suppression of the demon bird, hissed and chased one person and one bird, blocking them to the end of the alley.

With a sharp wave of his arm, he swept the Demon Bird and Victor in mid-air into the antique shop on the side of the road.

"Oh damn it, if I still have the power, this kind of smashing..."

Victor coughed up a mouthful of blood, at this moment, he really felt the threat of death!"

"MD, Lao Tzu's family still has the throne waiting to succeed...

"Victor was swept away again by the evil devil, smashing down the store's containers.

Just as the mantis hand of the inferior demon was about to pierce Victor, a thunder slashed out of thin air, diverting the attention of the inferior demon.

"Hey, you smash, look here, your dad is here!" The

demon bird with exhausted magic power lay on the ground, constantly talking to attract the attention of the evil demon.

The thunder that slashed was weaker than the other, and in the end, it was not even possible to make the evil demon shake his body.

But even so, he still shouted, attracting the attention of the evil demon for Victor.

Victor lay on his back on the ground, thanks to Asgard's martial spirit, even Victor, who grew up as a mage, has a good will to fight.

He struggled to move his body, looking around for a weapon at hand, when a metal cane came into view.

"Is this fate?"

Victor smashed the glass of the cabinet, reached out and took out the cane, and with force under his feet, an arrow jumped into the air behind the bad demon, and the remaining magic power in his body surged, piercing the bad demon's head at once.

This inferior demon, who had been tortured to a rather weak point, finally received a box lunch under this blow.

Poof....

The evil demons disappeared into the air like burnt ashes.

And the magic bird, which was exhausted, lay on the ground half-dead, but still shouted

, "Cool, man, this trick is really good, I thought you were about to hang."

As he spoke, its body slowly turned into asphalt-like sludge, as if it was about to melt.

"

Okay, okay, you won man. The

demon bird seemed to say helplessly, his voice was weaker than ever, and half of his body melted

: "I am the nightmare embodiment of Virgil, I have no source of magic power, and I will dissipate soon, which is why I signed a contract with you." As

he spoke, the demon bird had melted to the head, and it was obviously about to dissipate, but now there was only one mouth left and it was still hard.

Victor sighed and walked over, stretched out his empty left hand, and touched the asphalt slime

: "Although you are a waste firewood, you are quite righteous." With

the input of magic power, the asphalt, which was about to dissipate, suddenly came to life and wrapped around Victor like a symbiote.

It eventually turned into a strange tattoo on the left half of his body, and the lowly and noisy voice sounded again

, "Hey, I know you can't bear me, man, I'm back."

Victor sighed, and for a while he was even thinking about whether it was right or wrong for him to sign a contract with him

, of course, if the corners of his mouth were not slightly hooked, it would be more convincing.