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"Magic has a price. Even if I am willing to return Christine to you, can you bear the price of her return?" Neilong smiled meaningfully.

"What price?" Harley asked.

"In order for a soul to leave hell, it must be compensated by souls of at least the same quality and quantity. This is a rule that no one can change."

Harley knows the rules.

The rules are not irreversible, as long as the inner dragon is willing to bear the corresponding price.

"It seems that I can't just choose a soul to give to you." She frowned.

"Kristen is not an ordinary soul, and the exchanged soul certainly cannot be ordinary either."

Harley asked curiously: "Who do you want?"

Neilong tapped his finger, and a scene like a water curtain appeared in the air between the two. In a warm and tidy living room, a young woman with short ear-length hair was playing with a three or four-year-old child.

Harley was still wondering who they were, when Bateman in the shadow behind him exclaimed: "Miss Gaynos!"

"Shit, is there someone hiding here?" Neilong was startled, "Your hiding skills are really strong, are you also the apprentice of Goddess Asal?"

Harley was speechless.

"The gypsy's granddaughter?" she asked.

"Well, her granddaughter and great-grandson." Bateman stared at Neilong sharply, "You want their souls?"

"Interesting, you are just a mere mortal, but you can look directly into my eyes." Neilong looked at Batman up and down, and smiled: "Do you know what is special about Christine?"

"She is just an ordinary person who is relatively unlucky."

Facing the Demon King of Hell, Bateman's voice was still low and hoarse, without losing any of his momentum and force.

"Before meeting the black witch, she was just an ordinary woman. The black witch's curse is both danger and opportunity.

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Just like an ordinary and cowardly boy, and a handsome and sunny guy, pursuing a beautiful and gentle girl at the same time.

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary boy has little chance, even if he loves extremely sincerely and deeply, even if he confesses loudly to the girl - I am willing to die for you.

Until one day, the three of them encountered robbers.

The robber not only stole money, but also wanted to harm the girl.

Although the handsome young man did not lack courage, he rationally chose to save his life when faced with an unrivaled armed robber.

Although ordinary boys are cowardly, they are inspired by love to be brave."

Looking at the two mortals in deep thought, Neilong shrugged and said with a smile: “Kristen is just an ordinary boy in the eyes of God.

As you said, she is very ordinary.

According to the normal life trajectory, she would be a good person throughout her life, and perhaps enter the lower heaven after her death.

But now, the ‘robbers’ appear.

The robber provided her with an opportunity to show herself and redeem herself.

She had countless opportunities to give that button to anyone.

A very simple operation to get rid of the curse.

Get rid of the paranormal phenomena that scare her.

But she stuck to her heart and didn't hurt anyone.

She showed kindness and sincerity to God.

She came to the cemetery, a mere ordinary white-collar woman, and defeated the zombies. She also cleverly returned the cursed button to its original owner and stuffed it into the mouth of the corpse.

She showed wisdom and courage to God.

More importantly, while expressing herself, she also discovered her better qualities.

In this process, she is growing and sublimating.

So, she, who was originally ordinary, succeeded in impressing God and gained the qualification to enter the Silver City. "

Having said this, Neron sighed, "A large part of the reason why Peter became Saint Peter (a disciple of Jesus) was because he was lucky enough to meet Jesus.

Most of the time, chance really determines fate.

We gave Kristen the perfect opportunity to escape mediocrity and ascend to the throne. Shouldn’t her soul be mine? "

"She is still young and has plenty of time to encounter opportunities where she can demonstrate her good character.

Every difficulty in the journey of life is a test given to us by God. "Batman said solemnly.

"When she refused to extend the loan to the black witch, a large part of the reason was for good performance and promotion and salary increase." Neilong smiled weirdly, "As long as she makes the same choice a few more times, she will be qualified to fall into hell. .”

Harley said: "You want to take that child away? Only a child's soul can rival Christine in purity."

"Do you agree?" Neilong smiled strangely.

The expression on Harley's face became a little strange, "You don't think this can cause trouble to me, do you?"

The smile on Neilong's face disappeared, "Isn't it possible?"

"Haha, you are so cute and childish." Harley sneered unceremoniously.

"Miss Quinn, do you know what you are talking about?" Batman suppressed his shock and anger, "That's a child!"

"That's right, that's an innocent child!" Neilong stared at her, "I thought you should be somewhat kind in your heart when you join Silver City and work hard to exorcise demons."

Harley pointed at Batman and smiled: "Your Majesty Neilong, this trick can only be used against people like him."

Neilong looked at her for a long time and said, "Very good, I underestimated you and even used 'hero' and 'kindness' to humiliate you."

Harley smiled and said nothing.

"Stab it!" Neilong swung his right hand, and a black hole opened in the air around him, and white steam with the scent of steamed meat emerged from the gap.

He stretched out his hand and a circle of two-meter-diameter iron steamer slowly floated into the room.

The aroma of steamed meat becomes stronger and stronger.

Harley looked solemn, and she already had bad guesses in her heart.

"I bought it!"

The steamer was opened, and white steam was rising. Bateman exclaimed and backed away.

"Damn it, a section of the hoof is missing." Neilong looked cold and cursed at the other end of the crack: "Which bastard stole it?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The little one just wanted to taste the meat to see if it was done. But his mouth was too big and he took the whole foot in." The little devil's frightened voice came from the other end.

"Bring the bones." Neilong said with a gloomy look on his face.

"Report to your Majesty, it is steamed thoroughly, the bones are soft, and it melts in your mouth.

Neilong looked at Harley and said with an awkward smile: "I'm missing a foot, okay?"

Harley was dumbfounded.

Neilong took it as her acquiescence.

His right hand turned into a claw, and he reached towards the steamer. With a weak grip, he grabbed out a transparent ribbon that reflected colorful brilliance.

In an instant, as if the camera was turned backwards, the steam returned and the aroma of the meat faded.

Finally, Christine, whose chest was rising slightly, lay in the steamer.

Harley's pupils contracted and she looked at the transparent band of light that slowly disappeared in the inner dragon's claws.

That was a fragment of time!

He took away the time when Christine’s flesh shell was steamed by the devil.

Afterwards, the inner dragon grabbed a glass with a golden claw as its base from the crack.

There is more than half a glass of red wine in it.

Neilong put his left index finger into the wine glass and dipped a drop of red wine into it.

The drop of liquid turned into a twisted and struggling little person on the belly of his finger.

With a flick of his finger, the little person fell into Kristine's eyebrows, quickly penetrated into the skin and disappeared.

Then, He extended his arms infinitely, reached into the mirror image, and grabbed the laughing child lying in his mother's arms.

"No!" Bateman shouted angrily, throwing out bats one after another with both hands.

Harley took a step forward and flicked her fair hand with her fingers. It seemed light but extremely fast. With a few "chop chop chop" sounds, all the darts were bounced into the air.

Bateman opened his eyes wide, his face full of unbelievable shock.

Neilong shrugged with some disappointment and continued to reach out to grab it.

Harley hesitated for a moment, put her palm on His shoulder, and said with a smile: "Give me some face, take the older one away and leave the younger one."

Neilong said calmly: "The older one refused to save her, ignored Christine's plea for help, and inherited her grandmother's black magic book, and will go to hell sooner or later.

Only a pure and unblemished soul can compensate me for the loss of Christine.

I thought we had just reached a consensus. "

“Well, I don’t have anything to do with it, but today my friend is here and he seems to be extra insistent.

I don’t want to lose face in front of my friends and have to worry about it.”

Harley sighed, smiled helplessly, and opened a layer of God's force field with her right hand.

Neilong glanced at Batman, who had a gloomy expression, and said with a smile: "Even if you are a witch, your face change is too fast.

We just agreed to cooperate, and the fight is about to begin again. "

Harley said in surprise: "Why are we starting to fight? Isn't it worth it if I break your clone?

You have always been curious about God coming to earth, so I am going to demonstrate it to you myself.

Proving my strength also proves the value of cooperating with me.

It should be easier to ask for face from partners. "

Neilong carefully felt the position that made his soul body unstable, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Listening to what others say is not as real as experiencing it yourself.

More terrifying than the legend says.

Simply the bane of all hellish magic.

Why did that old dog Jehovah give her such powerful power?

If a fight starts, there is a real possibility that this clone will be destroyed. Farke is more arbitrary and ruthless than the devil. With this kind of character, a witch is qualified to enter hell and become the devil king.

"Okay, I'll give you some face. Remember, you owe me once."

Neilong took a deep look at her, stretched his palm into the air mirror, and changed its direction.

Harry also removed his palm from his shoulder, and at the same time quietly canceled the imprisoning god array under the summoning array that was ready to go.

The inner dragon's figure immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Before the mirror image collapsed, both Harley and Bateman saw a terrifying scene, a warm and comfortable living room, the floor cracked, and countless skinny ghost hands with hellish flames stretched out from the cracks.

In hysterical screams of terror, the woman fell into hell.

"Mommy." The child slapped the floor blankly beside her.

After a long time, Harry sighed: "No matter how they hurt, provoke, deceive, or humiliate the demon nobles in any way, they have the right to retaliate against that human being.

This is the law of the devil.

Can you handle the devil's revenge now?

You were too impulsive and stupid just now.

Your darts are as slow as flies in my eyes. The inner dragon is the devil, countless times stronger than me. "

"If I didn't stop him, would you really watch the innocent child being taken away?" Bruce asked in a complicated tone.

Harley said helplessly: "From the bottom of my heart, of course I don't want to see that happen.

But intellectually, I know very well that this is the price of black magic.

No one can change it.

Didn't you notice?

Neilong locked onto the child directly without borrowing any cursed objects such as buttons.

Unless He gives up on his own initiative, even if I just destroy his clone, it will not change the causal connection between Him and the child.

The root of the matter lies in the gypsy black witch who used the power of the devil to release the curse.

Even white magic has a price, and the price for dark wizards is even worse.

Either the innocent Christine pays, or the caster himself.

This was a multiple-choice question, and I chose the correct answer in my mind. "