All-Professional Master of Darkness

"Ant, you have a good soul.

Mephisto lowered his head and looked down at the totem pole in front of him, on which was tied a human who was seriously injured and almost unconscious. This is naturally Olvera who failed to break through. Lan Wu had just escaped, but the dozen soul wizards had already become so angry that they launched a demon sacrifice.

Eighty percent of the soul hunters present were torn apart by powerful magic on the spot and exploded into a pile of minced meat. Smelly minced meat mixed with dark red blood spread all over the area.

Drawn by the magic power contained in the flesh and blood of nearly 20,000 soul hunters, a passage was opened and a clone of Mephisto was summoned.

Olvera never fully recovered. Affected by Mephisto's magic, he was defeated by the soul hunters coming from all directions, and unfortunately was seriously injured and captured. Fortunately, the soul wizard summoned Mephisto's clone through demonic sacrifice, but more sacrifices were needed. So he was sent to Mephisto.

"Barbara, it's a pity that I didn't get to see you recover." Olvera's heart remained calm, with only a hint of regret. He didn't even raise his head, treating Mephisto like air. He could see that the King of Hatred in front of him was actually not powerful, and was even weaker than the Mephisto he had followed Barbara into the Travenker Temple and killed. Unfortunately, although this clone is weak, it contains terrifying magic power with infinite hatred. Affected by the hatred in his heart, he was swarmed by soul hunters. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and captured.

"Interesting ant." Mephisto smiled strangely and looked at the human with extraordinary magic power in front of him with admiration.

At this time, a dozen soul wizards came up with flattering smiles, holding short bone knives in their hands. They secretly looked at Mephisto's face and carefully surrounded Olvera. Seeing that Mephisto was not displeased at all, they immediately stripped Olvera naked.

"Damn it." Olvera was so angry that he almost exploded. He could accept death, but he couldn't accept such a humiliating death. He used the last bit of strength in his body to struggle, but was tied so tightly that he was unable to break free. He could only watch as he was turned into a bare-skinned pig by these little dwarf wizards.

"I want his soul, don't hurt his body. I don't need a sacrifice with only a soul and no body." Mephisto laughed, and his voice rumbled over the tribe that seemed particularly empty.

Upon hearing Mephisto's order, the soul wizards immediately danced with excitement and gathered together again, seeming to be discussing how to satisfy the Demon God's needs.

"Move quickly, you know the consequences of offending me, you lowly demonized creatures." Seeing that these soul wizards had not taken action, Mephisto immediately became angry.

The Demon God's roar swept over them with the Demon God's spiritual pressure, scaring these soul wizards into quickly ending the discussion. Sacrifice is not only to defeat difficult opponents, but also a necessary means to flatter the devil. The demon god was offended, and this demon sacrifice was a failure. Not to mention no benefits, nearly 20,000 tribesmen were lost.

The soul wizards reached a consensus under the pressure of Mephisto. They picked up the bone knives at the same time, treating Olvera as a piece of wood, and carved weird patterns on his skin.

This is the magic pattern that imprisons the soul. Carving this kind of magic pattern on human skin can completely imprison the human soul in the body, and it will also make it easier for Mephisto to accept the human soul.

Olvera gritted her teeth. There was no color on his face. Big drops of cold sweat oozed out, mixing with blood and staining his body red. He refused to show cowardice in front of Mephisto. He knew very well that once his willpower collapsed, not even the gods could save his soul from Mephisto.

Mephisto uses the power of his own hatred to control the souls, and uses special means to use these controlled souls to manipulate their bodies to work for him. Back then, the Horadrim sealed it in the Travanker Temple so that it could not leave the temple.

After waking up, it used its magic power to control the temple monks who were responsible for guarding the temple and monitoring it. It then used these puppets to kill the High Priest and gained partial freedom until its brother Diavolo arrived and freed it from the Soul Stone. But the Horadrim seal remains. It can move freely inside the temple, but still cannot leave the temple. So it improved the demon sacrifice and taught it to the puppets it controlled, using this method to temporarily leave the gloomy and oppressive temple.

Being imprisoned in a temple that never saw the light of day for many years made Mephisto become even more extreme. In the following thousands of years, it controlled souls crazily and tried its best to expand its power. Compared with its brothers Diavolo and Baal, it has the strongest control over its subordinates. No demon has escaped its control yet.

Olvera knows the secret of Mephisto's control over the soul. He would rather destroy his own soul than become a puppet for Mephisto to manipulate. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and couldn't even break free from the ropes on his body, let alone destroy his soul.

"I'm sorry, Barbara, I...I can no longer control my own destiny. Farewell." Olvera closed her eyes in pain. He was also the one who followed Barbara to meet Archangel Tyrell, and knew a few secrets that ordinary people didn't know.

Death is not the end of humanity. Learned from Tyrael that the human soul remains after death. The stronger one is during life, the less likely the soul will dissipate. It is even possible to be summoned by the Necromancer and sign a soul contract. So he is not afraid of death. He firmly believed that he could ensure that his soul would not dissipate after death and that he would be summoned into a skeleton by the Necromancer. Then there would be a chance to see Barbara again. But now the soul is about to fall into the hands of Mephisto, which can be regarded as real death.

It took dozens of minutes for these soul wizards to carve the magic patterns and respectfully retreat to the tribe. They led the remaining soul hunters to kneel down in front of Mephisto, reciting ancient hymns and inviting the demon Mephisto to enjoy the sacrifice.

"I receive your sincerity." Mephisto laughed and reached out to grab the totem pole.

Sensing the flow of air around her, Olvera shed two lines of tears in pain. Once the soul is captured out of the body by Mephisto, he becomes a puppet who obeys Mephisto's orders and has no memory of the past. Inadvertently, deep in his soul he could not help but develop a strong hatred for Mephisto.

"Ant, I smell the hatred in your soul." Mephisto's big hand stopped in front of Olvera's head, with a look of intoxication on his face. Hate is its favorite food. It was happy to add a little more hate to the sacrifice.

At this moment, a huge meteorite suddenly formed above its head and crashed down.