In front of the mirror in the bathroom, Donald put his hands on the tabletop, looked at his face in the mirror, and remained silent.

He wanted to purse his lips, but he couldn't.

The left lip is closed, but the right lip is grinning.

The emerald green eyes on the left are full of tension and uncontrollable shock, and the black and red eyes on the right are provocative and uncontrollable madness.

This is what happened when he lowered his head and washed his face.

"Soul of another world, this is not your body, it has never been..."

The voice sounded from the depths of my mind and echoed in my ears.

"Oh, the soul of another world... aren't you too, this body is not mine, is it yours? Now I dominate it, not you!"

The current Donald is no longer the strange soul who first came to this world two weeks ago.

There is panic, but it will never be revealed in front of the devil.

"Get back!"

Forced concentration, the rigid body quickly softened.

regain control.

"Appreciate~"

Taking two steps back, he seemed to be sitting directly on the floor outside the bathroom, turning his back against the wall.

My priority in this body is stronger than that of the devil. This is the conclusion I came to after forcibly suppressing the opponent's consciousness. As long as he wants to, this body can still move according to his will, but the scene just now also proves one. thing.

The demon's soul is trying to compete with him for control of this body.

Quite effective!

"Can you really solve this problem?"

Donald scratched his hair helplessly. Regarding the church baptism described in "Expel the Evil", did the person who wrote the book "Expel the Evil" really considered the situation of two souls competing for the same body?

Strictly speaking, he is also an outsider now. What if the church's exorcism ceremony expelled his soul as a demon.

Leaving an empty shell?

This question was actually avoided by the previous Donald subconsciously. He had to convince himself that as long as he collected 50 gold coins, he could solve the demon in his body.

It's a way to motivate yourself.

But now the competition between the demon souls for the body is becoming more and more fierce, so he has to think about a situation:

After trying hard to find the inheritance of the Grant couple, avoiding the so-called "final treatment" of Infinita, in the end, the body was taken over by the devil.

He becomes an outcast, and the devil lives "happily" in Preston as Donald Grant.

Can you bear it?

Donald felt that his coffin board must not be covered.

Sitting on the floor for more than half an hour, he didn't think of any solution. He knew too little, and even now he only knew a little about the existence of demons.

There is a familiar one at home, it depends on whether you want to talk about it or not.

"Infinita, what did you say about my parents...the devil's family, but in my memory, they are a kind couple, I want to know..."

Early the next morning, Donald began to try to inquire about this information, starting with his former parents.

No matter what faction Infinita belongs to, Donald acknowledges her strength and knowledge.

"You don't have to know."

Coldly refused, it was obvious that Infinita did not want to share any information about the Grants with Donald.

"I didn't understand about my parents before, but now I'm starting to get in touch with this, don't I have the right to know?"

The voice just fell, and Infinita looked up into Donald's eyes.

Today, she is still dressed in a plain long dress with wavy lace on the cuffs and neckline. Sitting on the wooden kitchen chair, she is half a head shorter than Donald. At this time, her chin is slightly raised, her aura is not lost.

"As a heretic, you may be let go, but if you have anything to do with the devil, even if you can't get anything, I will kill you!"

Demons are taboo topics between the two.

Demons are detestable beings to any orthodox sect believers. They are blasphemers, filthy beings in the abyss, and evil that must be eliminated.

What's more, Donald Grant is too special. His parents are powerful demon dependents. As their descendants, Infinita does not want to deny the inheritance of talent. He asked for information about demons, which undoubtedly touched the cordon. .

Infinita's reaction made Donald stop trying to get information from her, and he continued to ask. Before the demon could take over his body, she would probably kill him first.

**

somewhere dark

With a thin palm stretched out from the cuff of the robe, he turned over the book in front of him. The pages were filled with pictures of strange monsters. Humans used knives and spears to pierce the monster's body, symbolizing the eradication of evil.

"What exactly is a demon?"

He was standing right in the middle of the secret room, his bare feet stepped on the blood-colored mark, and the magic circle depicting a large number of mysterious symbols spread to most of the secret room, and the outer part was already showing dark red.

Woo~woo~woo~

The whimpering sound came from the surroundings. One girl after another was lying on the edge of the circle, their hands and feet were tied together, and they only wore a pure white robe.

Struggling with fear.

Sobbing out of fear.

The people in the middle didn't care about them, they just held the book in their hands. It was a book published by the church to promote the ugliness of the devil, and the sales were said to be pretty good.

"I think they are gods in the abyss. They don't live in the starry sky, but they have a mighty power that is not weaker than the gods..."

Turning page by page, his eyes kept scanning the contents of the book, but he spoke the exact opposite words.

Xixing Susuo~ Xixing Susuo~

The low voice sounded in the secret room, no one knew where it came from, and no one knew what it meant.

"Your believers are calling you here and offering gifts to you!"

At the end of the sentence, he knelt down suddenly, his knees collided with the mud, and with the last syllable falling, the small whispers in the secret room suddenly amplified.

Woo!

The girls lying on the ground around them began to twitch at this moment, and a huge number of cockroaches appeared from all parts of the secret room, advancing, advancing continuously.

Cover their bodies and wrap them in them.

The whimper gradually became smaller.

The person kneeling in the center just swayed his upper body, chanting words in his mouth, speaking so fast that he couldn't distinguish the meaning.

At a certain moment, blood began to flow everywhere, and it didn't spread, just following the blood-colored trajectory, as if filling the original magic circle.

When the last dark color turned into bright blood, he stopped shaking.

Raised his head, his eyes were blood red.

"Goo~ sweet soul...I allow you to pray to me!"

The voice sounded suddenly.

The cockroaches were crawling on the walls, on the ground, and everywhere.

The sacrifices are long dead.