Zhang Wei's voice echoed in their ears.
The blasphemer, Weisili, and the others were stunned, almost thinking they had misheard. However, Zhang Wei's subsequent actions made them realize they hadn't.
"Hurry and summon it. Oh right, does the summoning ritual require anything? If it does, I can wait for you to prepare. Don't worry, I can wait."
Fearing the blasphemer hadn't heard him, Zhang Wei pointed at the black pool of blood used to summon the horned devil.
Instantly.
The blasphemer was utterly dumbfounded, his eyes wide as if he had seen a ghost:
"Uh… are you sure?"
He had considered various outcomes, from being brutally killed by Zhang Wei to the slim chance of Zhang Wei letting him go. But he had never imagined Zhang Wei would ask him to continue summoning devils.
What in the world was going on?
Was this Jade Emperor too arrogant, looking down on devils? Or what was the meaning of this?
However.
The blasphemer didn't overthink it. He just looked intently at Zhang Wei, asking if he was truly allowing him to summon.
When Zhang Wei nodded affirmatively again.
The blasphemer became excited, a glint of malice and madness in the depths of his eyes… Haha, Satan, you brought this upon yourself!!
【Ding! The blasphemer sneered. You think you're powerful, don't you? But do you know the horned devil isn't my strongest summoning method?】
【Host has gained 120 System Points】
At this moment.
The blasphemer was inwardly ecstatic. In his view, Zhang Wei was simply arrogant, believing he could easily handle him after killing the horned devil, and deliberately letting him summon more devils to kill them again, just to show off in front of Matt and the others. After all, if he could easily defeat the horned devil, why would he fear other devils?
However, the reality was different.
The horned devil was not the blasphemer's ultimate move; he had a trump card. He hadn't intended to use it, as summoning a devil far beyond his own strength would cause irreversible damage.
Therefore.
The blasphemer hadn't planned to use it initially, opting to capture Matt instead of using this method against Zhang Wei. But now that Zhang Wei had come to him and given him such an opportunity, facing the threat of death, he was willing to go all out. Compared to death, irreversible injury was nothing.
At the same time.
Weisili and the others were also lost in thought, not expecting Zhang Wei to act this way.
Matt was the first to recover, his eyes full of admiration:
"The Jade Emperor is so merciful! He doesn't want to bully the weak and is giving the blasphemer a fair chance to die without regret."
As soon as he spoke.
Weisili and the others didn't laugh. Compared to Matt's blind admiration, they were much calmer and voiced their concerns:
"Matt, don't mislead the Jade Emperor… no, Mr. Zhang. Have you forgotten what the church taught you about the blasphemer's methods?"
"Mr. Zhang, no! Blasphemers can summon devils, and it is said that powerful blasphemers can even pay a heavy price to summon devils far stronger than themselves."
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, don't give the blasphemer a chance. He might summon a more terrifying devil than the horned devil."
"Mr. Zhang…"
As priests who exorcise demons, they understood blasphemers well. Their thoughts were similar to the blasphemer's; they believed Zhang Wei was proud, even arrogant, relying on his strength and looking down on the 'weak' blasphemer, and they worried Zhang Wei might suffer a disadvantage.
However.
Before they could finish speaking, Zhang Wei raised his hand to interrupt them:
"Mr. Frye, Mr. Weisili, it's alright. I know what I'm doing. I'm not being arrogant. After all, we people of Great Xia value humility."
In his words.
Zhang Wei inwardly added:
"Everyone, please stop talking. If you keep talking, what if this blasphemer doesn't summon the devil? That's all money! My large-scale transactions of 'Ghost Kings' with the Guardian Department depend on this blasphemer."
Thinking of this.
He looked at the blasphemer:
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Hurry up and summon the devil."
"Yes, yes."
The blasphemer felt as if he had been granted a great pardon. He subtly glared at Weisili and the others, as if silently conveying, 'You almost ruined my plan. Just you wait until I send this Jade Emperor to meet God.'
Then.
Fearing Zhang Wei would change his mind, the blasphemer waved his hand, summoned the Dark Bible, opened a page, and took out a dagger with a skull hilt. He cut his palm, clenched his fist, and let his blood drip into the black pool of blood.
At the same time.
He began muttering demonic incantations, like Satan whispering. The sacred church was instantly filled with an eerie and sinister aura, as if it were no longer a sacred church but the burial ground of Jesus, a church belonging to devils.
This change caused Weisili and the others to change their expressions.
As believers of God, they possessed a special sensitivity to devils and could sense that the devil being summoned by this ritual was terrifying, far more terrifying than the horned devil.
Inevitably.
They began to speak, trying to get Zhang Wei to stop the blasphemer from continuing the summoning.
However, no matter how hard they tried to persuade him, Zhang Wei remained unmoved. Furthermore, for some reason, they seemed to see a hint of… happiness in Zhang Wei's eyes?
At this moment.
Zhang Wei's gaze remained fixed on the blasphemer, thinking:
"The demonic aura is so strong. It seems the summoned devil is very powerful, likely with a high bloodline. You're amazing, blasphemer, so supportive. I give you a thumbs up, muah."
Subsequently.
The summoning ritual was quite complex.
After a long summoning process, the blasphemer's face had turned pale. He had released too much of his own blood. If Zhang Wei hadn't been there to support him, he felt he would have fainted from blood loss at any moment.
But!
Despite the excessive blood loss, the blasphemer's eyes were blazing, flashing with excitement… Haha, it was successful!!
The next moment.
Accompanied by the blasphemer's roar in demonic language:
"Appear! Messenger from hell!!"
As the sound echoed.
Boom!!!
The blood pool, stained black and red by the blood, erupted with blood like a fountain, shooting up three meters high. Simultaneously, the blood spread outwards, forming a devilish formation condensed from blood, centered around the blood pool.
Weisili and the others were terrified, all because… they recognized the demonic formation.
That was.
The Satanic formation, a direct noble of Satan's summoning!!
It was at this moment.
The blood pillar, surging three meters high, condensed into a humanoid figure, a pale-skinned, withered person with black angelic wings.
Upon seeing this.
Weisili and the others were extremely shocked.
A fallen angel!
There was no doubt about it. Its appearance matched the scriptures; it was an angel from heaven who had fallen to hell – a fallen angel!
They never imagined.
That the blasphemer could summon such a terrifying existence as a fallen angel.
Just as Weisili and the others were filled with dread.
The summoned fallen angel spread its black feathered wings, letting loose scattered black feathers. It looked around and slowly spoke:
"Who summoned this fallen… Pfft!!"
Before it could finish speaking.
To the stunned disbelief of Weisili and the others, and even the blasphemer.
A fist smashed into the fallen angel's face.
It was Zhang Wei.
As the fallen angel appeared, Zhang Wei had also appeared before it, throwing a punch. While the fallen angel was flying back in confusion, Zhang Wei grabbed its ankle and executed a thunderous over-the-shoulder slam, smashing the fallen angel down.
…