Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

For modern society, the death of dozens of people is already a big event.

Even in a war zone, a medium-sized firefight may not necessarily result in fifty people dying.

But now, fifty people under Wenke Qige's command have died, and she also has a huge headache.

At this moment, more than a dozen black tentacles stretched out from under the sea.

It was part of the deep-sea demonic carcass. Although it was not as big as the deep-sea demonic carcass that landed on Gaima Island, it already posed a huge threat to ships at sea.

Those black tentacles pulled a ship back, and the ship quickly tipped over.

The crew members fell into the water one after another, and the head of the Deep Sea Demon Skeleton protruded from the sea surface, and then dragged the crew members underwater.

Another dozen people died tragically.

Wenke Qige's face became more and more solemn.

The last warship was also destroyed.

"Move the big guy out." Wenke Qiege ordered.

"Wen Ke, do you want to use Agaman?"

"We have lost so much, now we have to either bear the loss and leave, or show our trump card." Wenke Qiege said coldly.

Although Rhodes is the captain, the real decision-making is still made by Wenqi Sieg.

Rhodes' eyes flickered, and after a long time, he finally nodded in agreement.

"Go and push out the iron cage."

Several crew members entered the cabin and pushed out a three-meter-high cage.

The cage was covered with charms, and inside the cage sat a dark creature.

This creature's eyes are blood red.

"Agyman, help me attack that ghost ship." Wenke Zig looked at the creature called Agyman in the cage, his eyes full of disgust.

"Humans, is this the attitude you pray for?" Agaman glanced at Wenke Sieg with a bit of disdain on his face.

"You are just a prisoner, and this is not a request, but an order."

"Haha! Although you have imprisoned me, why do you think you can order me?"

Agaman's tone was also full of arrogance and disdain.

Wenke Qiege took off a pendant from his neck. In the center of the pendant was a walnut-white gemstone.

When Agman saw Wenqi Sieg bringing the pendant close to him, he immediately wailed: "Take it away, take this thing away! Take the angel crystal away..."

"I said you are not allowed to obey my orders."

"Okay, okay, I obey," Agaman screamed.

"Then let's start and help me attack the ghost ship."

"No, in this cage, my power cannot be exerted unless you tear off all the talismans attached to the cage." Agaman said.

"Haha..." Wenke Qiege sneered.

How could she believe this? Tearing off these talismans that suppressed Agaman would be equivalent to releasing Agaman.

What can we do to restrain him then?

"A few of us will lend him our magic power," Wenke Qiege said.

Rhodes, Wenke Sieg, and the four psychics on the ship grabbed the iron pillars of the cage and sent the magic power inside.

Every time they drive Agaman, they do it this way.

After receiving the magic power of the six psychics, Agaman tried to touch the iron railing, but he immediately pulled it back as if he had touched a soldering iron.

Agaman's eyes showed a fierce light, and sooner or later he would break free from this imprisonment and kill all these humans.

"Agaman, do it quickly."

Agman looked in the direction of the Turin ghost ship, and a red ray suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The red ray streaked across the Turin ghost ship, leaving two shocking scratches on the hull.

"Amazing."

They worked hard all night.

The results achieved were not as effective as this demon's blow.

It’s really infuriating to see people compare to each other.

But after only ten seconds, Agaman's red ray stopped.

"Why did you stop? Keep going." Wenke Qiege said dissatisfied.

"Humans, your magic power can only last so long. If you want me to continue, then give me more magic power."

Damn it! Wenke Qiege's face, which had just improved, suddenly turned gloomy again.

Even though she knew Agaman was perfunctory, she had no choice.

Want to output more magic? They had already consumed 70% of their magic power just now.

If he continues to output magic power, he may fall into a coma.

At this time, there was movement on the ghost ship Turin.

I saw a figure flying from the ghost ship Turin and heading towards Wenqi Qiege's ship.

Bang——

With a loud sound, the figure landed on Wenqi Qige's boat.

Several people nearby were shocked and fell into the sea water.

"Agaman!!"

This figure actually recognized Agaman who was locked in a cage.

Agaman also saw the person coming clearly: "Jiejie...Atuo, you are here, you are here!"

When people around him saw the person coming, they found that he was a skinny black man with strange lines on his head and face.

This black man has a slender body, an arched body, metal rings on his hands and feet, and a wooden stick with a big head and a small foot in his hand.

"It's him! It's him... He is the black slave who sacrificed the Turin!! The owner of the Turin."

Yes, this black man is Atuo, a wizard from the African continent three hundred years ago.

It was he who created the Turin, a moving natural disaster, a natural disaster that lasted for three hundred years.

Behind Atuo, there was a black cloud.

If Hailis were here, she would recognize it as the fog of death.

In the mist of death, countless black souls were howling.

These black souls were not imprisoned by Atuo, they became part of Atuo voluntarily.

Because these dead souls are all his African brothers.

They all died on the Turin. Before Atto boarded the Turin, the Turin was a trading ship full of crimes.

Every time hundreds of black slaves were transported to Europe and the United States, half of them died on the ship.

Their resentment has lingered for a long time, and Atuo was the match that lit the fuse.

Agaman is Atuo's contracted demon.

Although Atuo has been dead for hundreds of years, his consciousness still exists, so Agyman has not been sent back to hell and is still wandering in the world.

Eventually he was captured by a hunter and became a 'weapon' of the hunter organization.

"It's been three hundred years, and I've finally waited for you, my master." Agaman grabbed the iron fence with both hands.

He didn't dare to touch her before and would shrink his hand every time he came into contact with her, but now he ignored his smoking hands.

The iron fence is being torn apart by him, Agaman is a devil.

He has never been the kind of person who is willing to be dominated and enslaved for three hundred years.

Every time a hunter needs to use him, he needs the magic power of these hunters to 'feed'.

And every time he worked hard, he only retained half of the magic power, silently accumulating strength.

In fact, he has already been able to break this cage.

But Agaman knew that if he broke the cage, he would be caught again soon.

So he has been enduring it silently, waiting for Atuo to arrive.

He believed that Atuo would come to him again. Finally, after three hundred years of waiting, Atuo finally came.