The Great Demon King

Chapter 38 I want to see who dares to bully you
The bloody space is about to boil, and it is too small to accommodate a gradually expanding star.

The already vague black shadow became even more illusory, making it difficult to maintain its own existence.

This "sun" is of course Qian Song's Eye of the Ancient God.

In the real world, he just tentatively grabbed the "tongue" protruding from the goat's head pattern, and directly invaded this bloody space.

You must know that it is a very dangerous behavior to expose one's "domain" so unguardedly in front of an ancient god.

Of course, Qian Song is not the same as the ancient god. The ancient god's eye on his chest is just the eyeball left after the ancient god was weakened countless times.

Even so, this ancient god's eye is still tyrannical, and invading this "field" of spiritual projection is as easy as picking something out of a bag.

"Ahhhh! Which god are you? Get out of here quickly... Haven't you heard the name of my lord?" the demon viscount named Valak cried out in horror, with a stern look.

"Oh? It seems that you are bewitching this child or you were ordered by someone? Who is your master? Where is it?" The scorching sun in the sky approached a little more, and the black shadow was so weak that it was about to dissipate.

"My lord... ah ah ah ah! You... regret it..." The black shadow can no longer maintain its existence. It is really that the strength projected from it is too weak, and it has not been able to sign a demon contract with Jason, so it cannot resist the ancient gods The power that can be maintained until now is due to Qian Song's deliberate suppression of power.

It uttered the last ruthless words like a curse, but it was a pity that even the last sentence was incomplete, just like the snow under the sun melted and completely dissipated.

As the black shadow dissipated, the bloody space began to collapse. Jason looked at the sun in the sky in awe, and he felt that star-like eyes were also looking at him.

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In the bloody space, Jason experienced a long time, revisiting his tragic past, and also witnessed the demon being expelled by a "sun god".

In the real world, only a few seconds have passed.

Jason opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Qian Song who was close at hand.

He thought Qian Song looked familiar, but what he experienced just now was too mysterious, so his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't remember where he saw it for a while.

In his eyes, Qian Song's right hand was clenched, as if he had taken something from the wall behind him, but his hand was obviously empty, nothing.

In Qian Song's eyes of the ancient gods, his current hand is not empty, but is holding a bloody tongue that has been severed and twisted and struggling.

A few seconds later, Jason's face wrinkled, because he felt pain all over his body. Gradually, his mind cleared up a little, and he recalled the incident when he was blocked in this alley and beaten.

Frowning and looking around, Jason found that the white men who beat him just now were all there, while the bald man who took the lead fell to the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The white men standing shrank, all leaning their backs against the opposite wall, not daring to move, looking at the Asian man beside him with fear.

"Sir... did you save me?" Jason asked cautiously.

Qian Song's eyes are still closed. In order to avoid being disturbed, it is best not to open his own eyes when using the Eye of the Ancient God.

Hearing Jason's question, Qian Song opened his eyes, glanced at him, and replied, "Yes, you can go."

Jason heard the words, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes: "God, are you a superhero? I... This is the first time I have seen a superhero. You must be a powerful hero. Are you an archmage?"

The existence of Doctor Strange is no longer a secret, so there are many legends about those mages in the city.

From Jason's point of view, he should have been targeted by some evil spirit before, and the person who can help him "exorcise" him is not a mage?
Anyway, he had never heard of heroes like Iron Man being able to exorcise demons.

Qian Song didn't have time to answer him, he was thinking about how he should deal with this disgusting and evil tongue.

Seeing that Qian Song's back was turned to them and he was not paying attention to them, the white youths next to him began to lean against the wall and slowly move towards the entrance of the alley, hoping to escape quickly.

As for the big bald man lying on the ground... I can only say "Hallelujah" to him in my heart, and I hope God hasn't abandoned him.

"I said this kid can go, but did I say you guys can go?" Qian Song seemed to have eyes behind his back, and shouted to several gangsters who were trying to escape.

The white men stopped immediately, stood up straight, and kept silent.

Seeing these gangsters who had beaten him so arrogantly just now, Jason looked at Qian Song with eyes that almost lit up, it was a look of admiration.

"awesome!" Jason, who survived the catastrophe, looked at Qian Song like a star fan: "Sir, I... can you be my master? I... I can suffer from anything, as long as you are willing to teach me." Me, magic, kung fu, whatever."

Qian Song didn't expect this black kid to have a talkative side. He turned around helplessly and looked Jason up and down: "How old are you this year?"

"15 years old." Jason replied, as if afraid that Qian Song would think he was too young, puffed out his weak chest, and added: "15 years and 7 months."

"It's too late." For Daisy's sake, he decided to tell a white lie: "Have you ever watched Kung Fu movies? Whether it's Kung Fu or magic, you need to practice it from a young age. You are still too old."

"Ah?" Jason was discouraged immediately, his eyes turned gray, and then he stared at Qian Song's eyes again quickly: "I remember...that evil spirit said that as long as I am willing, I can get the power inheritance , I think, sir, you must have a way to let me..."

Qian Song frowned slightly, and asked, "Haven't you thought about the price you have to pay? When a poor man swipes the limit of his credit card in order to spend freely, then cuts and burns the credit card, do you think that the bank will pay for it from now on?" Can't find him?"

"I'm willing to pay the price!" Jason suddenly became excited: "No matter what you want to take from me, I have no complaints, as long as you are willing to pass on my power."

"Why?" Qian Song felt that there was something wrong with this kid's three views: "Are you sure you can afford this price?"

Jason sighed, with a low voice: "A powerful existence like you can't understand a small person like me, sir. I am too weak, and being weak is the original sin. As long as I have strong power, I can change Everything, you don't have to suffer anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Song shook his head and interrupted him: "No, Jason, you can't be brainless. In this era, especially in this country, you need to learn to use all the rules and unspoken rules here to arm yourself For yourself, you have to learn to survive, not simply learn to use violence."

"Your problem is not because you are not strong enough, but because you are not weak enough!" Qian Song laughed.

Jason thought that Qian Song would give him a set of righteous preaching, but he was confused by Qian Song's last sentence. What does it mean that he is not weak enough?
"Sir, I don't understand." Jason asked in confusion.

"You are black, you are a reorganized family, you are religious, you have been subjected to school violence for a long time, you have moderate to moderate depression, you have a firm tendency towards animal protectionism, you are an absolute vegetarian, you support the feminist movement, you care for the environment and you participate in community volunteer labor, And I have a vague awareness of my own gender." Qian Song said a lot, and Jason was dumbfounded.

Jason's brain froze for a second, and then retorted: "But sir, except for the two points that I am a child of a black reorganized family and have been subjected to school violence, I am not eligible for anything else."

"No matter what happened in the past, from today onwards, this is your character set." Qian Song patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Think about it, a guy from Brooklyn who only eats vegetarian food, right? A boy from a reorganized family who often attends animal protection gatherings and supports the feminist movement has vague gender identities. He posted high-definition photos of himself bruised and bruised after being subjected to school violence on social platforms, saying that he was seriously depressed and wanted to commit suicide. What effect?"

"After putting your photo and self-introduction, you only need to do one thing." Qian Song said with a smile: "This thing is much simpler than practicing martial arts or learning magic."

Jason swallowed, and stammered, "What... what is it?"

"Wait!" Qian Song helped him tidy up his wrinkled collar: "It's like waiting for a naturally brewed fine wine."

　Come on Wuhan (_) Come on Hubei (_)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)