Chapter 359 Arrival (3)

With the permission of the other party, Isa was overjoyed.

Only such an existence can ignore the number of enemies and end a catastrophe.

Although there may be more to pay after the fact, Isa can only take care of the present.

In the void, a card appeared.

On the card is a devil burning with flames, holding a ram-shaped flag in one hand and a long horn in the other.

"The devil's order."

"Explanation: This card represents the will of the Demon God, which pays attention to the world you are in and allows you to act under its name."

Isa grabbed the card and looked up to the sky.

Demons have adapted to the way humans attack.

They are more adept at killing rebels.

The Crusaders' situation is precarious.

Too many people were killed, and some positions were on the verge of collapse.

The war has slipped to one side.

In a few more moments, the resisting humans will be slaughtered by the demons in the sky.

At this moment, a holy light caught everyone's attention.

The surviving Crusaders looked at them all.

The Pope spread his holy wings and stood on the ruins of the church.

"It's the Pope!"

"It's saved!"

People burst into tears and shouted loudly.

The great saint Hutt looked around, but saw no trace of his younger brother.

"Ivan..." He fell to the ground in despair.

The vast holy radiance embraced the Pope and ascended into the sky, like a new dawn star.

Ten cards were in her hands.

"Stop." she shouted.

The Crusaders who were still resisting all stopped their attacks.

The demons sensed that something was wrong, and they also stood in the air, looking at her vigilantly.

"In the name of the Lord of Evil Spirits, I will give you one last chance to end this war and never invade again," the Pope said.

As soon as she finished speaking, she dialed the "Devil God's Order".

Cards scattered like crumbly stars.

The contract card is activated.

In her hand, the remaining nine cards suddenly jumped into the air and spoke in unison.

"See my flag, listen to my orders, obey my will."

Nine cards the size of a palm, it is very funny and absurd to say such majestic words.

The devils looked at each other.

One of the demons waved his hand and shot a sharp golden beam, cutting off the heads of several Crusaders.

The devil looked at the Pope defiantly.

The Pope chuckled lightly.

She said to the nine cards: "They do not obey your orders, I beg your presence."

"Yes." Nine cards responded together.

The Pope moved quickly with both hands, piecing the nine cards into a pattern.

These cards are some strange torsos, organs.

After being spliced ​​together, the whole card becomes a bit bigger, forming a giant card.

It's not even like a card, it's like a small mural.

In the mural, a handsome young man stood on the back of a ram, holding a white rose in one hand, a spear in the other, a bloody feather behind him, and a black sacred ring on top of his head.

Around this handsome young man, eighteen gray evil spirits surrounded him, with their heads bowed and obedient.

The Pope made a prayer gesture with both hands facing the giant card.

She whispered softly: "The cursed fallen angel, the master of evil spirits, the king of the Nine Hells, the incomparable Asmodeus, I call on you to share the rare spirit."

The giant card turned into a puff of white smoke.

The voices of the nine people talking at the same time sounded: "Although there is a contract, you disturb my sleep. As an apology, you have to linger with me in the eternal night for several days."

Isa avoided the other party's words and said carefully: "According to the contract, I will share with you the rare souls from before these eras."

The white smoke dissipated.

A figure appeared.

It was the handsome man on the card.

It seems to be restricted by something, his figure is illusory and unreal, and it looks like a transparent illusion.

He didn't have any weapons, let alone mounts and followers.

The handsome man looks around.

The fierce devil who attacked before tentatively waved a golden thread.

The golden thread cut the space apart and arrived in front of the handsome man in an instant.

"Foolishness."

The handsome man said.

The golden thread disappeared in front of him, but emerged from behind the fierce devil.

The Demon was cut in half by his own attack.

This scene annoyed all the demons.

They roared and charged towards the handsome man.

The handsome man sighed and said, "A group of lambs without knowledge can't even see the law of cause and effect."

"Isa, you have to summon me to even such a thing. I'm starting to question my contract with you."

"It's not like this, Asmodeus, they all come from hell." Isa said anxiously.

"Hell?" Asmodeus laughed. "There's no hell in them—"

He stopped suddenly and turned his eyes back to the demons.

"I see, you mean, they come from the hell that this world is connected to."

When they were talking, the demons had already rushed up, roaring and attacking.

Asmodeus yawned and said, "Everything that offends me is a desecration of purgatory."

As soon as the words fell, all the demons were in the air.

They are motionless, including their expressions and movements, fixed for a moment.

Asmodeus flew forward and gently broke off the head of a demon.

He put his fingers into the other's neck, smeared it with blood, and licked it with his tongue.

Asmodeus said intoxicated: "Beautiful undead, immortal undead, I feel the power of the Law of Yellow Springs."

"However, it is strange that the soul of death appears in the human world?"

"...Interesting, there must be a problem here."

"Could it be that the hell gods and demons here are in trouble?"

Asmodeus's expression sank.

He said, "Isa, prepare a thousand living people for sacrifice, and I will come to this world to help you."

"Follow your will, Your Excellency." Isa said.

"You did a good job this time. I will use the power of nine layers of purgatory to expand the upper limit of one more card for you."

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Isa rejoiced.

"Let's go." Asmodeus said.

"But... what about them?" Isa hesitated.

She pointed to thousands of devils in the sky.

"The Yellow Springs Law of your world is out of control, and their souls are in my hands."

Asmodeus spread his hands.

Dense light spots appeared in his hands.

"Windfall, isn't it?" He chuckled.

"You are amazing." Isa said sincerely.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and prepare the sacrifice, I'm coming over to see what's going on."

"Yes, Lord Asmodeus."

After Isa finished speaking, she hurriedly landed and began to arrange the corresponding matters.

Asmodeus stopped in midair and glanced at Isa without a trace.

Precious souls who have been to Kirishima... This is what I have always longed for.

As for what is wrong with this world, I am too lazy to care.

——If the gods and demons that dominate a realm of hell can go wrong, it must be a great event.

Even if he is the owner of the ninth-level purgatory, he should not be involved in such an unknown horror.

Came into this world by offering sacrifices.

Get Isa and leave right away.

That's what you have to do.

Asmodeus quickly made up his mind.