There was no one on the quiet street.
A faint mist surged from the end of the street and enveloped the entire castle.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
Cold footsteps sounded as a tall and thin figure slowly walked out of the fog.
A tall hat, a body as thin as dry wood, and a pair of bloodthirsty faces under a pale mask.
The fingernails on his left hand were as sharp as sickles.
Because he had killed too many people, the blade was already dyed red with blood.
There were probably very few people who wouldn't recognize this iconic outfit.
This was the notorious murderer.
"Why would Jack the Ripper target me?”
Rhode rubbed his chin curiously.
Could this be the luck of the main character, that trouble would follow him wherever he went?
"You, why didn't you escape?"
Jack's voice was hoarse, like a knife scraping against glass.
Her bloodthirsty eyes stared at Rhode.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
The tall and thin figure slowly approached with unhurried steps.
His slow steps carried an indescribable pressure.
The expression and the movements of his body were like the teasing of a beast before it caught its prey.
He wanted to force his prey to escape and admire the process of his prey's desperate struggle towards death.
Rhode stood rooted to the ground as if he was looking at a clown.
Escape?
This word did not exist in his dictionary.
It was daytime.
Before the sun set, he was a god!
"I hope your all-out effort will pique my interest a little!”
"Ant!"
Rhode looked down at Jack from above.
In the shadows, a pair of faint golden eyes were filled with arrogance.
How could a mortal make a god retreat?
“....”
Looking at that arrogant face, those bloodthirsty eyes seemed to be stimulated.
The indescribable anger made Jack's body tremble slightly.
"Why didn't you run away?"
Puff!
The icy cold claws tore apart Rhode's chest.
Rhode sealed the power of the Love Commandment and allowed Jack to tear his body apart.
He wanted to test how powerful the undying body brought by the Spring of Life was.
The flesh on his chest was torn apart, and all his internal organs were emptied by the crazy attack.
Rhode lowered his head and looked at his internal organs. A terrifying life force flowed through his limbs and bones.
His torn internal organs were regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jack's eyes under the mask suddenly widened, and he increased the speed of his claws in disbelief.
However, Rhode's recovery speed was too fast.
After a few breaths, all of Rhode's injuries were healed.
Jack's sharp claws tore through his body. Before he could retract his claws, the wound that had just been torn had completely healed.
The claws were stuck in Rhode's flesh and it took Jack a lot of strength to pull them out.
"You're giving up just like that?"
"That's true. After all, your opponent is me. Despair is inevitable!”
Rhode looked at the stunned Jack with a casual smile on his face.
When faced with an enemy's attack, calmness was the greatest mockery.
Jack gritted his teeth. He had never seen such an arrogant person.
There was a deep sense of powerlessness in his anger.
"Although I don't know who asked you to find me, I am the embodiment of the sun and arrogance.”
His body emitted a radiance as bright as the sun.
A blazing " sun " slowly rose from his fingertip.
Under the sunlight, Rhode transformed into the king of the sun. His indifferent gaze was like a true god.
"You will use your body to atone for the sin of angering me!”
Boom!
The sun had set!
Jack's body was burned to ashes by the scorching flames.
"Isn't it good to be alive?"
The fog around them slowly dissipated, and the noisy streets appeared in front of them.
Rhode looked behind him.
Van Helsing, who was holding the cross, looked like he was facing a great enemy.
"There's no need to be afraid. If I wanted to kill you, not even your God could save you.”
This guy was a Legend? Demigods?
Van Helsing's tensed heart relaxed slightly.
Although his words were a little arrogant, he still believed the meaning behind them.
With such terrifying magic power, it would not even take three seconds for him to return to the arms of the God of Glory.
However, this guy was a little too arrogant.
He actually dared to blaspheme the gods.
Van Helsing muttered in his heart, although he was not a very devout believer.
However, since he dared to blaspheme God, wasn't he afraid that his soul would be hung on the Blasphemy Wall after he died?
"What was that just now?"
Rhode was curious.
The world that trapped him just now did not look like a fake world.
"The power of a demon can distort space. You have just been pulled into a world created by a demon. If it is an extremely powerful demon, it can even pull your soul into the abyss.”
Van Helsing said as if he was used to it.
The world created by the demons was nothing more than a unique battlefield.
When the demons were purified, the world they created would naturally cease to exist.
Of course, if he was pulled into the Abyss World, it would be a little troublesome.
If one was not strong enough, they would be lost in the endless abyss for the rest of their lives.
"Demon? The one just now?"
Rhode was confused.
If they were demons, it would explain why they would kill the believers of the God of Brilliance.
Demons weren't devils. These things were destructive and bloody in their bones.
All kinds of cruel blood sacrifice rituals came from the hands of demons.
Cruel, bloody, and twisted rituals created souls filled with hatred and fear.
To demons, this was the most delicious food.
"Jack the Ripper was just a slave created by a demon. I followed him for a long time in order to find the demon behind him.”
"Now it seems that the demon should be in the Harman Kingdom.”
Van Helsing looked at Rhode strangely.
"But why did he send Jack to kill you?”
"Maybe I'll disturb him if I'm alive.”
Rhode laughed.
He recalled that when he entered the city, he seemed to have revealed to the soldiers guarding the city gate that he was a mage.
If the demon had gotten his information from the city guards, it would have been impossible for him to escape.
It was easy to explain why he sent Jack the Ripper to kill him.
He didn't know why a demon would hide in a human city.
However, since he had spent so much effort to hide his identity, he must have some ulterior motive.
The existence of a mage might disrupt his plans.
"Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever seen a real demon.”
Rhode muttered.
As for Flay, strictly speaking, she was not a pure demon. At most, she was a half-demon.
The other half was a succubus.
Succubi were one of the few demons who did not have a thirst for blood and slaughter.
Compared to killing, he was better at playing with people's hearts, using his own body as a bargaining chip to attract humans and squeeze out their energy and souls.
Because they were not very powerful, succubi were the lowest level of demons in the Abyss.
It was also known as the shame of demons, and most demons did not even see it as their own kind.
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