Chapter 1572 Devil and Devil (Ⅱ)

Joan ignored the little devil's sweet words and made a series of slightly jerky spell-casting gestures.

The piece of black agate in the palm was quickly decomposed by the tremor of the magic net, and transformed into strong negative energy. The negative energy condensed into a group of pale beetles, flapping their wings and buzzing around the fingertips of the young mage.

"Devil, my request to you is very simple... Go to hell!"

Joan suddenly waved his hand, and swarms of doom beetles rushed at the little devil, sucking blood frantically.

The little devil screamed and fell in the center of the magic circle. At first, his face was full of panic, and he struggled desperately. When he found that he was powerless to resist, he simply lay down and let Joan manipulate him, even moaning indecently.

Qiao An was very surprised when he saw it. Could this guy be a masochist?

"My dear master, look at your delicate features, it turns out that you still have such a taste for heavy tastes, hehehe, I really didn't expect that."

The dying little devil let out a lewd laugh.

"I don't have that kind of messy habit! Don't make random associations!"

Joan's ears felt hot.

"Hee hee~ Why be shy, just be happy! If my pain can provide some fun for the master, then I'm not in vain."

The little devil struggled and turned over, tilted his buttocks, and put on a posture that people couldn't bear to look at.

Good for you……

Joan hardly looked at this slut, and raised his hand to recall the beetle swarm that had sucked the blood of the devil and turned scarlet all over.

The little devil was almost sucked dry of blood, his chubby body became shriveled, but he still had a breath—it was obviously stronger than the little devil summoned by the Wasp, and it wasn't even dead!

The dying little devil, still struggling, blew a kiss to Joan, and said weakly: "Dear master, my name is Pipi, if you want to play this kind of heavy game in the future, remember to turn to me oh..."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out!"

Joan waved his hand angrily and sent this little devil named "Pippi" back to hell.

Pippi's figure gradually faded away, and at the last moment before disappearing, he was still "compassionate" to Qiao An with a playful smile: "Don't forget that my name is Pippi, I love you! What a dame!"

"Get out of here!"

After finally dismissing this shameless guy, Joan casually wrote down the name "Pippi" in the experiment log.

Pippi is of course not the real name of that little devil. A little devil with this name has 80,000 if not 100,000 in hell.

However, pseudonyms are also names. If Joan says the name "Pippi" when casting the calling spell, and at the same time meditates on the appearance of that bitch just now, then the other party will feel it. The little devil named Pippi came to answer the call.

Qiao An wrote down Pippi's name not to remind himself to call it next time, but to warn himself not to call this guy again next time, because he really can't stand its skinny and cheap virtue.

Joan transferred the condensed devil blood essence absorbed by the "doom beetle" into a reagent bottle, and stored it for later use.

Back in front of the magic circle, Joan continued to cast the "Level Oath from Another World", this time he planned to summon a "little devil".

The imp, also known as the "quasai", is the lowest rank of the tanar'ri demon race.

The status of the little devil in the demon clan is equivalent to the status of the little devil among the devils. Abyss creatures that are lower than the little devil, such as "cowardly demons", are not considered real demons.

Joan summoned a little devil just now, and now he calls a little devil, intending to compare these two creatures, which are enemies of each other, and who is stronger.

Ten minutes later, the calling ceremony was successfully completed.

Under Qiao An's gaze, a blood-red beam of light rose from the center of the magic circle, and a thin figure was sent over with an evil bloody aura.

The little devil was about the same height as the little devil, but compared with the fleshy and oily little devil, this dark-skinned and thin monster had stronger muscles, making him look shorter and leaner. There are a pair of hovering horns on the forehead, and the membranous wings spread out on the back are extraordinarily wide compared to its figure.

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Detection Target: Imp (outsider, tanar'ri, evil subtype, chaotic subtype)

Good health

Attributes: Strength 12, Dexterity 17, Constitution 10, Intelligence 10, Wisdom 12, Charisma 10

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Joan used "Advanced Internal Vision" to check the little devil. His physical attributes were similar to that of the little devil just now. His strength was 2 points stronger, but his charisma was 4 points lower.

It can be seen that the little devil is more irritable and aggressive than the little devil, and his ability to play tricks and fool people pales in comparison.

And it is true.

When the little devil realized that he had been summoned to the mortal world, he immediately puffed up his chest, crossed his arms, and looked at Qiao An with unruly eyes.

"Little mage, if you want me to do things for you, you must agree to one condition." The little devil said arrogantly.

"What conditions?" Joan asked out of curiosity.

"Sign a contract with me, when you die, your soul will belong to me."

"Wait... are you sure this is a devil's contract, not a devil's contract?"

"Hmph! Stupid mortal! Could it be that you don't know that the souls of mortals are valuable commodities in the abyss and hell, equivalent to money in your human world."

"The devil who is greedy for human souls will definitely trick you into signing a contract to sell your souls with sweet words, but refuses to tell you the real price. When you find out that you have been deceived, it is too late to regret it."

"Our noble Tanari people look down on hypocritical and cunning devils the most, and don't bother to lie to you. This is nothing more than an exchange of equivalent values. If you are willing to accept my terms, sign a contract. I will do it for you within the scope stipulated in the contract. Provide services, if you are not willing to use your own soul as a bargaining chip, why call me here?"

"If I make a contract with you, after my death, my soul will fall into the abyss?" Joan continued to inquire.

"To be precise, you fell into the blood pool of the abyss and turned into a worm." The little devil bluntly said, "According to our contract, the abyss worm transformed from your soul will become my private property."

"What's the use of having Abyss Worms?" Joan then asked.

"Idiot! Didn't I just say that? Abyss worms are equivalent to money, and they are also the food necessary for our Tanari to seek evolution!"

"For extraordinary professionals with higher levels, the abyss worms transformed from souls are also more valuable, symbolizing wealth and power!"

"You don't even understand these common senses, yet you still dare to cast spells to call me, you are so stupid!"

The little devil yelled impatiently.

In fact, Joan had read about the price of signing a contract with the devil in a book, and just wanted to hear the little devil verify it himself.

The manic and arrogant attitude of the other party is completely at the two extremes of the slippery and flattering little devil just now, but it also disgusts him!