I'm not a magician

The devil holds his rose scepter and stands on the straight street in front of the castle. This road leads directly to the dark night forest in the distance. The red and white marble seems to be sprinkled with fragrant and gorgeous rose petals. The epic of the devil city Paved by it.

With his back to the castle, he looked ahead quietly, and the fiery red cloak behind him flew violently under the air current from the demon bone wings.

A ray of light appeared at the end of the distant road, and a figure stood vaguely in the light.

The Demon King sighed deeply, as if he wanted to exhale the exhaustion on his soul: "It's you again, Pope Pandiff, the light around you is as disgusting as ever."

Even though the distance was very far, the voice of the devil still clearly reached the pope's ears.

The Pope was slightly surprised: "Has Your Majesty the Demon King ever seen me? I'm sorry I don't remember, but it's really an honor to leave an impression in your heart."

The Demon King sneered, "Since you're a robber, don't say such hypocritical things. It's really disgusting."

The Pope was not angry when he heard the words, and smiled and said: "It seems that you have known our purpose for a long time, but the word robber is a bit too much. We serve the only God, and He is destined to have everything in the world."

"And then make the world look like this? Racial division, occupational segregation... He who has the right to control can do these stupid things. When he collects the godhead, what do you think will happen to you?"

After finishing the irony, the Demon King frowned in annoyance: "Forget it, it's useless to say it every time... Hurry up, there is no need to hide any archangel and holy swordsman. The Demon King's City is not your family's vineyard. It's not that easy to go back!"

Although every time it ends in failure, the Demon King is also arrogant. He will never bow his head directly because of a fixed ending. He will definitely fight against the Holy See until the last moment, even if the Demon King's city will be severely damaged by it.

The pope was not only surprised this time, he put away the hypocritical smile on his face.

The Archangel is a hole card they are hiding. Except for a few people around him, no one knows that there is also the participation of the Angel Kingdom this time... How did the Demon King know?

The Pope frowned and said, "We don't want to see casualties either, and you don't have to be so impatient. How about making a decision after seeing this?"

The pale-faced Shirley was pushed in front of the Pope. The Pope supported her, looked at the Demon King, and said with a half-smile: "The Holy See is willing to exchange the rights of the former saintess with you. What do you think?"

Xue Lier raised her head, looked at the Demon King through the chaotic intertwined light and shadow, and then shook her head slightly at him.

When the fallen angel saw this scene, he clenched his fists suddenly. What he was most worried about happened. He didn't want to see something happen to Shirley, and he didn't want the Demon King to be hesitant because of it... Theodore's Adam's apple moved up and down, and slowly He turned to look at the Demon King.

The devil's expression didn't change at all, even though it was the first time he saw Xue Lier again since his reincarnation.

None of the previous people from other worlds brought him such a result, and he didn't know what the next development would be...but he would not indulge in illusory happiness either.

The Demon King stared at Shirley and said softly, "I don't agree."

Shirley frowned, smiling softly like when she saw him for the first time.

The Pope lowered his brows and took a few steps back: "It's a pity, God will take back the blessing of a dirty and useless child."

After finishing speaking, a small circular magic circle bloomed from Shirley's feet, and golden mysterious lines flowed on it, drawing out and absorbing the magic power in Shirley's body one by one, and her beautiful face turned pale rapidly.

Under the Demon King's Castle, St. Claire had just stuffed her companions into a safe place, and this was what she saw the moment she came out.

She stopped breathing suddenly, and was about to run towards Shirley without even thinking about it, but was held tightly by Aiwen's arm by her side: "You can't go there! You are not from the Holy See now..."

Aiwen raised his head and swept across the magic circle, his eyes paused suddenly, and he lost strength in holding St. Keli's hand, and gradually began to tremble.

He stared blankly at the familiar pattern, no one would understand the function of the magic circle better than him - the people trapped inside would be sucked away bit by bit of magic power and life force, leaving a thin and curled up corpse , leaving behind the pain of his life with a hideous face.

"How could this be... a lie?" Ivan's mind was blank, and he approached the Holy See a little bit, his eyes wide open, eagerly looking for flaws.

The pope's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately noticed the distraught Ivan in the distance: "Oh, there is a lost child here, I know you are bewitched by the devil, come here, God will forgive you."

Ai Wen got closer and closer under his gentle voice, and he saw the face of the priest flashing past in the group of people.

He had been staying in the Magic Academy recently, and hadn't seen the priest for a while, and even felt that the priest's face became strange, and even overlapped with another bloody face.

Aiwen stopped between the Holy See and the Demon King City, not daring to go any further.

The priest also noticed him, frowned, stepped forward, and yelled at him: "Ivan! Come here! Are you trying to betray the Holy See? You grew up under God's mercy!"

Aiwen ignored him, turned his head to look at the magic circle under Xue Lier's feet, and asked softly: "Really? But I just tried my best to escape from such a magic circle. What kind of?"

The priest didn't expect Ai Wen to remember the five-year-old so deeply, and a trace of unnaturalness appeared on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about? Come here quickly!"

Ai Wen looked at him quietly for a while, his eyes trembled, and suddenly he said without beginning or end: "You know what? I'm running fast enough now, fast enough to save everyone I want to save!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the pope's direction. A dazzling ball of light lit up at the tip of the staff, and shot towards the pope's eyes with determination.

The pope would not take such a small magic attack seriously, and sighed softly: "Another misbehaving child."

He tilted the holy staff casually, trying to brush away the ball of light——

Boom!The ball of light exploded when it hit halfway, and the bright elements contained in it lit up the entire field of vision. Everyone couldn't help covering their eyes under the dazzling flash.

Except for Ji Chi who was wandering behind the Holy See like a ghost.

He was only a few tens of meters away from Shirley, and there were hundreds of people from the Holy See in between, but no one could notice him.

Only Aiwen, who was facing everyone in the Holy See, discovered Ji Chi the moment he held up his palm. Iwen was very familiar with that posture—someone always likes to hold up a magic ball to fool the professor in Joseph's training class. As soon as the professor walks away, it will explode into fireworks and enjoy in situ.

Waiting for Aiwen's fireworks to bloom at this moment, Ji Chi smiled slightly under the mask.

While everyone was half-closed, he passed by the dense crowd like an afterimage, like a black smoke entangled in the white robes, and came to Xue Lier in the blink of an eye.

The pope sensed a strange aura the moment Ji Chi stepped into the magic circle, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, turned around and raised the holy staff, thinking that the devil really only knows some low-level methods.

However, the moment he saw Ji Chi's whole picture clearly, the Pope froze, his lips trembling: "Death...how is it possible? No, he shouldn't be here..."

The illusory black shadow hovered around Shirley, like the god of the dead who came to harvest souls, a god who sneaked in the boundary between life and death, came and went silently, but the fear left behind remained in people's hearts forever.

It is difficult for anyone to get rid of the fear of death. The Pope is also an ordinary person in the face of life and death. He only feels that his hands are extremely heavy, and he can't even lift the holy staff a little bit.

This situation also happened to everyone around. Even the two archangels trembled their wings uncomfortably. The bright red ghost pattern on the bone mask came into view deeply, making their breathing stagnate for a while.

These ten seconds are enough for Ji Chi to do a lot of things. He picked up Xue Lier who was in a trance, and flew towards the direction of the Demon King City, and picked up the pale Aiwen on the way.

Ai Wen grabbed Ji Chi's robe and was still staring at the direction of the Holy See. He was saved by the Holy See, burdened with heavy life and guilt, and lived in self-loathing, dedication and redemption every day.Ai Wen suddenly didn't dare to imagine what it would be like if the belief that supported him until now collapsed.

... 3, 2, 1, 0

The ten-second countdown had passed, and the pope woke up instantly. He immediately understood that this was just an illusion, and looked coldly at Ji Chi's back, his face full of humiliated anger: "No matter who you are, give me now go to hell!"

The chanting of high-level magic sounded, and the target was the three people including Ji Chi, obviously not intending to let any one of them live.Ai Wen gently closed his eyes. Sure enough, this is the Holy See he has always believed in?

Aiwen's blue pupils, which were always full of energy and enthusiasm, calmed down a little bit.

The magic cast by the pope did not require a lengthy prelude, the dazzling cross blade quickly condensed, and caught up behind Ji Chi in the blink of an eye.

Ji Chi grabbed one person in each of his left and right hands, and there was no way to block them. The Demon King reacted quickly and released his fiends to pounce on them, but it was too late for visual inspection. Ji Chi sighed and covered the two people in his arms in front of him. Zhe was planning to resist this wave of damage.

"Help me kill that priest." Suddenly, Ivan clasped his shoulders and said softly.

Ji Chi was taken aback, and looked down at him through the mask. Ai Wen gave him a hard smile, and used his best strength to break away from Ji Chi's hand and block behind him.

call out!The cross blade formed by the condensed light pierced Ivan's body in an instant!

Ji Chi's pupils shrank——

Blessing: [God's Blessing]

Effect: [Form a protective shield within a radius of two meters of the character within 300 seconds, invalidate any attack, and rebound five times the damage]

The warm yellow protective cover gently wrapped the three of them, like the generous embrace of a god.

Ai Wen opened his eyes, and once again looked at the familiar masks around him in confusion, as well as the complex colors of the little friend in front of him that couldn't be blocked by the masks.

Ji Chi endured and endured, and asked him in surprise and anger: "My friend, you are really a bug, right? Is there a 0.01% chance that you reversed it?"

Ivan couldn't understand what he was saying: "Huh?"

The Pope on the other side also lost all three views. He never expected that one day the magic he cast would target him and fly back!

The cross light blade pierced the pope's chest and abdomen at an unstoppable speed, and the bright red blood soon soaked the pure white robe.

"Sir Pope!"

"Sir, are you alright!"

The pope gulped down the blood-enriching potion with trembling hands. He looked forward in horror: "That is... the power of the God of Forging? Who are these people?!"

A strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.

At this time, the Demon King had already quickly approached Ji Chi, and the huge skeleton familiar guarded them tightly behind him.He silently took Shirley who had passed out, his hands trembling involuntarily.

Sheng Keli also staggered and ran to their side, and her restless heart found a little peace when she hugged the two of them tightly. She buried her head in the chest of the Demon King, and her thin choked sobs came out muffled.

The Demon King stroked her hair silently, and looked up at the two sides who had already started fighting ahead. Gunpowder smoke mixed with the smell of blood rose above the Forest of Darkness.

He suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and the situation where hope and despair were intertwined again and again was enough to make the mighty gods gradually collapse.

He wanted to bet it all and end it all this time.

The Demon King gently leaned Shirley into St. Colly's thin arms.

He turned sideways and looked at Ji Chi who took off the mask, the blood in his pupils gradually deepened, and finally dyed a quiet purple: "Thank you this time, you are indeed different from other people in other worlds, and I hope you can Keep going like this, don't give in to temptation."

"By the way, if you can, can you do me a favor at the end?" The devil lowered his head, took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his arms and handed it to Ji Chi, "Please protect them for me to pass this day safely, if necessary It's time to tear it apart, and my strength will protect you."

Sheng Keli hugged Shirley tightly, noticed that he was saying goodbye, and raised her head in a hurry: "Father?"

The Demon King brushed aside her messy bangs with a smile, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Saint Claire, do you still remember the first time I taught you to use blood to summon a familiar? Today I will teach you one more thing."

"A living being, no matter what race it is, no matter where it comes from, their most powerful thing is not their blood and flesh, but their unyielding soul." The demon king glanced over Ji Chi and looked into the distance.

In the next second, the white skeleton disappeared, and another even bigger demon skeleton stood up from behind him, surrounded by purple flames, and the empty eye sockets lit up with mysterious purple light, as if possessing an immortal soul .

Sheng Keli realized something was wrong instantly, and stepped forward in fear to stop the devil: "No! Father! What do you want to do?"

The Demon King didn't look back at her, but walked forward in silence.

Ji Chi reached out to stop St. Keli, raised his legs to follow the Demon King, turned his head to him with a slight smile, and threw the ancient scroll back to him: "I should thank you, but my task is not really completed yet. Let’s wait until the end for other tasks.”

While he was speaking, Yuanyuan's voice in her head overlapped with his.

[Congratulations to the player for completing the hidden mission: The Devil's Wish]

[Congratulations to the player for obtaining the summoner skill]

【lv.max to my master】