242 The Golden Bell
Selma Payne’s POV:
“Bullshit!” I retorted sharply. “If you’re so envious of this honor, why don’t you give yourself up?”
“This is great disrespect from…!” the priest screamed like a hen being strangled. “How can you slander my devotion to my lord! My master, your servant will forever use his humble body to clean the dust under your feet. He will never, ever have such filthy and contemptible thoughts!”
Looking at his hunchbacked figure that was eager to show his loyalty to the devil, I laughed in disdain. “What, your honor is to present the girl you brainwashed to your god? When it was his turn, she has become dirty and disgusting. I didn’t expect that even hell has sexual discrimination. Does your master fight with Asmodeus every day?”
The archpriest looked like he was going to kill me at all costs, but Azazel was one step ahead of him.
“You’re so sharp-tongued, even this part is so similar to…” he laughed in a low voice. “But children who talk nonsense still have to be punished.”
A cold black mist suddenly appeared beside him, and the ferocious rope attacked me like a poisonous snake.
“Urgh, argh…”
Aldrich started to writhe nervously, indistinctly reminding me to dodge quickly.
However, he was right behind me. I wouldn’t let him take the attack for me.
Moreover, I didn’t intend to dodge it.
The moment the black mist touched me, the stirring New Flow in my body exploded. It followed the black mist’s path and extended to Azazel’s body!
Alright, I admitted I was impulsive, but that didn’t mean I didn’t value my life. Only a fool would provoke a demon for no reason. I had planned to intentionally enrage Azazel so that he would attack me from the start. Then, I would find an opportunity to spread the New Flow to him.
It wasn’t that I hadn’t thought of using the river to attack, but even the archpriest could vaguely sense the river’s movements. Surely, Azazel wouldn’t be any slower than his believers? If we acted rashly, we might really die here today.
With his tail wrapped around Azazel, New Flow was like a hungry ghost in a buffet restaurant. It immediately gobbled the food greedily. I could feel an endless stream of power flowing into my body. It was clear that Azazel himself was more nutritious than the black mist I had just snatched from the archpriest.
But I wasn’t happy because Azazel didn’t seem surprised at all. He was even interested.
He gently stroked the transparent body formed by New Flow’s power and was as excited as a child who had discovered a new world. “What is this? It is soft and cool. It’s trying to devour me. Oh, it’s so cute, like a little dog barking at you. I really want to kiss it!”
It seemed that New Flow didn’t cause him any harm. It was as if all the power I absorbed came from the void, not him.
I felt a kind look in Azazel’s eyes. “Eat, eat. Good girl, don’t starve yourself. Maybe you like the palace next to the lava lake? It’s okay if you don’t like it. I’ll build you a very cute doghouse. I think we’ll live a very happy life!”
What was this lunatic saying?!
I shivered as I looked at Azazel’s loving and cold eyes as if he was looking at a pet. I silently gathered the power in my body and stood in front of Aldrich, who was about to go crazy.
The archpriest was also very surprised by his master’s words, but he was a loyal believer in Azazel. Even though he said such a shocking statement, he suppressed his heartache and said, “It’s… it’s the girl’s honor, my Lord.”
I thought he probably wanted to use some vulgarities to address me. ‘This girl’ was the result of his upbringing.
Ignoring my wariness and New Flow’s attempt to devour him, Azazel opened his arms and walked toward me as if he was going to pick me up like a puppy.
I used all my strength to make New Flow devour his power, but Azazel’s power left me in despair. Compared to him, the demonic shards that had created the pine forest outside were like grains of rice in front of a mountain. The power that had once allowed me to transform and reincarnate was not worth mentioning.
I had nowhere to retreat to. Just as Azazel’s hand was about to touch me…
“Get lost, you disgusting sheep head!”
A golden light flashed along with the angry roar and the crisp sound of a bell. I was shocked to find that Azazel had been sent flying! The archpriest also fell in pain.
As he fell on the altar, the black fog imprisoning Aldrich and the others also lost its effect.
“Come over quickly! Selma!”
Dorothy led a large group of werewolves and stood at the tunnel’s entrance.
I supported Aldrich and met up with her. I asked in surprise, “What are you doing here? Aldrich said he sent you guys to pick up the members from the other bases.”
“It’s almost dawn, girl,” Dorothy said. “Even a snail should have reached here by now. I think I’ve come in time, or that disgusting old demon would have caught you!”
I saw that she was holding an ancient golden bell.
“You used this to defeat Azazel? What’s that powerful?”
