Chapter 390 The Demon King Is Poor

The church was destroyed by a huge rock falling from the sky, although there were not many people in the church because of the witch incident.

But when the clergy, villagers and soldiers saw this scene, they were frightened to death.

They had heard of meteorites, which were nothing more than stars falling from the sky. But a huge rock suddenly appeared in the empty sky, came down without any warning and smashed the church, which was unheard of.

This is not a natural meteorite, but a man-made one!

Summoning a 'star' to appear and fall directly from the sky was terrifying. They had never seen such a powerful supernatural power.

"That witch can summon meteorites!"

"Run!"

No one dared to shoot arrows at Xina anymore. They were originally afraid of the 'psychic repulsion' shown by the witch before.

The witch once extinguished the fire, once again drove away the knight with one glance, and now she summoned a meteorite to destroy the church.

How could they deal with such a powerful witch that even the priests were frightened and the sacred churches were destroyed?

Several soldiers threw away their weapons and fled in a hurry, fearing that if they stayed a moment longer, the evil witch would curse them.

However, how could Xina be cursed? She was also frightened by the huge boulder falling out of thin air.

This is real magic. It is much more powerful than the battles between wizards that Furla's mother told about back then. Only real demons can use it, and it is far beyond what mortals can do.

"Do you have such a powerful power in the human world? I once heard people from the church say that demons are imprisoned in hell by God and cannot come to the human world, and they cannot give humans much power. But like you, you can directly use it Magical ones only exist in legends," Xina exclaimed.

Mo Qiong chuckled, what kind of magic was this? It was just relying on absolute hits to push a big stone down the hillside. Because it landed in the air of another world, it traveled directly across time and space and hit the church here.

For Mo Qiong, becoming a 'great summoner' was easy.

Summon meteorites, summon sea water, summon fire, summon acid, etc., as long as you have the materials.

On Earth, he won't mess around, but in other worlds, nothing he puts can affect him.

There were so many things thrown away, even the contained objects were expelled, so a big rock was nothing.

"Are you going to kill them all? Use their blood to sacrifice to you?" Xina asked.

Mo Qiong rolled his eyes and said, "Tsk, tsk, don't think of me as evil. I'm not bloodthirsty."

"I thought you had really used witchcraft to harm people. After all, you were Fula's chosen apprentice, so you didn't do anything to them. But I didn't expect that you were wronged. In this case, you were fooled by these people. Some lessons for those who persecute the world.”

Xina was surprised: "Is this so..."

She originally thought that by serving the devil, she would have to rob and kill in order to satisfy the devil's various sacrifices. For this reason, she accepted that she had fallen.

But she didn't expect that this demon was different from what she imagined.

Mo Qiong didn't want anything, not his own soul, and he didn't want to contribute sacrifices to him. He destroyed the church. Was he dissatisfied with the church's persecution?

Is this what the devil is like?

"You... are exercising justice?" Xina asked strangely.

Mo Qiong laughed dumbly and said: "Oh? Is this justice? They are too dark. You pay taxes to them and you deserve to be protected. But you are treated so cruelly. I can't stand it. , just think that I am venting my anger on you."

Xina was stunned. Is it natural to be protected? Taking it out on me?

"Please point out who has tortured you." Mo Qiong said.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Wherever Xina passed, soldiers whose legs were too weak to run looked at the wind and cried and begged.

The priest and knight turned pale, watching in horror as the witch stretched out her finger and pointed at them.

"These...are all." Xina said.

"So many?" Mo Qiong was shocked. There were eight sergeants, a dozen servants, knights and several clergy, a total of thirty people.

Have you ever done this? What happened to Xina?

"Every time I wake up from severe pain, the faces I see are different...and they...are all among them." Xina said with moist eyes.

"Oh?" Mo Qiong connected them one by one and asked those people in a low tone.

The men were horrified to hear his voice in their minds.

Mo Qiong conveyed a little bit of the feeling of the burning body, and they cried and begged for mercy. Mo Qiong said everything they asked, pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, thinking that his soul was being roasted by the devil.

The devil whispers in his mind and invades his heart. How can they dare to lie? Lying in front of the most liar devil, wouldn't that be courting death?

Out of fear, they all confessed their actions.

He actually didn't bother anyone, he attacked them all, and he went there whenever he could, treating torture of witches as a form of entertainment and a morbid interest.

Especially the clergy, this is not the first time they have tried witches. They blame witches for everything from natural disasters to trivial matters.

The problem is that no real witch has ever come here. Mo Qiong threatened the priest in his mind, and this guy said everything.

"Yes... the witch last time was because the Earl's youngest son whom I baptized died the next day, so I identified the Earl's maid as a witch..."

"Haha..." Mo Qiong sneered.

The knights who were unaware of the situation turned their heads in shock. This guy really believed in the priest, so he had the courage to draw his sword before, thinking that he had the protection of God.

At this moment, he heard the priest say this, and his mentality collapsed.

The priest hurriedly said: "But the last time had nothing to do with me! The witch last time was reported by her own son, who accused her of talking to crows. This must be communicating with the devil."

In this regard, Mo Qiong did not comment. An old lady might have Alzheimer's disease. She said a few words to the crows, and was reported as a witch by her own son and burned to death.

This place is really dark. I'm afraid that the son doesn't want to support the elderly anymore.

It is still unknown whether he has talked to the crows.

"I'm curious, aren't you afraid that there are really witches and demons?" Mo Qiong asked.

The priest trembled. Isn't this the case now?

"Witches are also mortals, and it is impossible for them to fight against the army. Demons... Demons... should only be able to seduce humans and lead them to fall, making them angry, arrogant, greedy, lazy... What kind of demon are you? Why are you so powerful in the world?" said the priest.

Mo Qiong was silent. There are indeed demons, but demons are not from this world. Perhaps they are just connected to the spirit.

But to do this without absolute characteristics means that he is strong enough to travel through the universe.

Without waiting for Mo Qiong to answer, Xina raised her head and said first: "Listen! My Lord is one of the demon kings of hell, the most powerful demon king! The Lord of Poverty!"

"..." Mo Qiong was speechless. When did he say that he was the demon king of hell?

The priest and others were so shocked by Xina's bragging that they urinated and defecated.

"What! The Great Demon King? The demon king of hell who controls poverty?"

Hearing such a name, several people were scared like crazy, with eyes full of fear and worry.

Demons and demon kings are two different things. The priest knows very well that demons really exist, but there are very few cases of demons affecting humans. They only give evil power to very few people.

As for the demon king, to be honest, the priest does not believe it at all, including some high-ranking officials in the church, who think it is just a myth.

No matter how strong a wizard is, he cannot withstand the charge of a hundred riders. No matter how powerful a monster is, it will be burned to death.

Some exaggerated descriptions of demon kings in mythology may be the result of the older generation of church apostles, who, based on the fact that there are demons in the world that lead people to fall, made up the origin of demons, the place of hell, and a lot of settings.

It may be just artistic creation to say that there are seven demon kings in hell representing the seven deadly sins, which has basically become a tacit consensus in the church.

But now, a demon king has really come. Does this mean that the demon king really exists?

Are there really seven demon kings commanding countless demons to spy on the world?

How can it be considered an exaggeration! This demon king has appeared! Although the original body did not come, he personally guided a witch!

Thinking back to this unprecedented meteorite summoning, who else could this be but the Demon King? The previous demons could not do this at all!

It’s just that his duties are a bit strange. He is not one of the seven deadly sins in the epics, nor a demon king like pride or anger, but poverty.

But poverty is also very strong!

In any case, facts speak louder than words. Compared with the words recorded in the tattered books, they naturally would not question the hidden existence that has already revealed powerful magic in front of them.

“So poverty is the real original sin?” The priest trembled.

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