Bride of the Great Demon King

Chapter 198 The Ability of the Evil Priest

"After the first war between gods and demons, all the creatures in the Garden of Eden were taken back and rebuilt, but the wrath of God did not stop there."

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Hundreds of years later, somewhere in hell—

"I'm getting more and more cruel. No wonder Sammy looked at me colder every time." He casually threw a terrified witch to the corner, and Belial lightly patted the dust off his shoulders, "We Where was it? Sorry, had to leave for a while. Sammy's wedding was so secretive that I didn't hear about it until before it started. Alright, let's get back to what we were talking about!"

"So that rumor is true? Not only did you have a crush on the Devil King of Death, but you also personally disposed of everyone he wanted to marry?" the man wrapped in gauze couldn't help asking curiously.

"No, no, believe me, those accidents and misfortunes are all due to the effects of curses. Besides, Sami's aesthetics are really bad!" Scanning the witch curled up in the corner with his cold eyes, Belial smiled lightly He smiled, "I heard that you are experimenting with demons? I don't think you would mind having one more experimental material?"

"Of course I don't mind if our partnership is established." The man wrapped in gauze raised his chin with one hand, "It doesn't look like you guys are fighting fiercely?"

Belial couldn't help but froze for a moment.Samael is still marrying new wives at a rate of almost one every year, but the intensity of their fights has been decreasing year by year, even to the point where there is almost no blood.In addition to strengthening vigilance, Samael always gave up quickly when it was time to do something.

"Who knows! Maybe Sammy is feeling sorry for his castle?" Belial spread his hands.

"Well... I'm more interested in why you suddenly came to me than gossip. I don't intend to serve any demon king." The man's gauze-covered fingers showed a burnt yellow color, matching the pitch-black Nails give a chilling vibe in the gloomy tomb.

"Indeed. As an independent ancient demon, your life seems to be quite prosperous." Belial smiled and scanned the murals in the tomb, "Goddess of the Earth, Goddess of Luck, Goddess of Spring, Goddess of Hunting, Goddess of the Moon... It seems that you are very popular Feminine gods welcome?"

"Hehehehe... Gods with feminine personalities often have more desires to confide in people, and their emotions are easier to be manipulated." As if suddenly aware of the wrong direction of the eyeball on one side of him, he sat in a huge erected sarcophagus The "mummy" casually dug out his left eye, heaved a sigh of relief, wiped it on the shroud, and put it back in again.

"You are indeed an evil priest! It is quite difficult to meet the relics of a god, but you can easily win the favor of so many gods." The lie devil did not hesitate to praise the future allies, "So, And only you can help me."

"A demon king who seeks help from ancient demons? You are as interesting as in the legend." The evil priest smiled with his bright red mouth open.

"Being mentioned again and again by you, I am now a little curious about what I look like in the rumors." Belial summoned two cups of milky white drinks, picked up one of them and took a sip by himself. "Would you like milk?"

His expression was as if he were sitting in his own garden, rather than in a large, eerie tomb.

"No, thank you." The evil priest shook his head, "Since I took out all the rotten organs in my body, I can no longer enjoy the fun of food."

"I'm a little curious. Is your current appearance because of...?" Belial raised his eyebrows.

"God's punishment. Even I have occasional misses, so I have to take some measures to make a furious goddess think that I am dead." The evil priest shrugged, "As for what you asked, you are in the legendary Image...it should be a combination of a genius and a lunatic? Although you don't have outstanding subordinates, you managed to persuade a demon king to join the dark camp. You are the most mysterious demon king in hell! Come on, tell me what you want Let me do something! Maybe I will give you a satisfactory answer after listening to it."

"A few months ago, my research finally made a breakthrough." Belial raised his head and drank the last drop of milky white liquid in the cup, then picked up another cup, "I deduced some mysteries related to the gods, So now I urgently need someone to help me confirm my guess."

"Secrets about the gods? Haha, I think I know enough." The evil priest yawned bored, "Remember to close the door of the tomb for me when you leave."

"Really?" The Liar Demon King looked at the dark red eyes of the evil priest and said slowly: "Create a god for me, isn't even this enough to arouse your interest?"

"!!!"

Even the ancient demons who dealt with gods all the year round couldn't help but be speechless by the opponent's huge ambition.

"Yes. I don't need your loyalty. In the process of creating gods, you can obtain knowledge beyond your imagination. This is my promise to you." Belial smiled and said with a determined expression on his face.

"Okay. You have successfully obtained an ally." The evil priest stood up from the stone chair in the coffin, stretched exaggeratedly, "Now I finally understand how you impress that demon king, no one I can refuse your persuasion."

"I always thought that eloquence was just an auxiliary factor." Belial shrugged, and then his expression suddenly became extremely serious, "Do you know the fundamental way to distinguish different camps?"

"How to distinguish different camps?" The evil priest tapped his chin with a gauze-wrapped finger, "Usually you can tell from the magic elements and breath around you, but if you have a strong hidden ability, or believe in The gods are relatively rare, so it is difficult to judge."

Belial smiled and said nothing.

"Well, I've never given that much thought. There seems to be some subtle change in having a certain belief, but I can't explain exactly what that change is."

"It's a change in the frequency of your soul." Belial said with a smile, "The reason why you can hold many different beliefs at the same time must be the secret in your soul, right?"

The evil priest couldn't help but exclaimed: "My God! No one has ever been able to see through this! Yes, I can divide and copy my soul to a certain extent. Every part that is divided is a complete me. , can share everything with each other, but only one part can consciously control the body. Every duplicated soul can have a certain belief. Just switch the soul, and I can change the belief."

"Hehe... As long as you understand the secrets I have, you will be aware of this. As I said, the fundamental difference between creatures of different camps lies in the vibration frequency of the soul." Belial raised his hand, In his palm suddenly appeared a smoke-like object that was constantly shrinking and expanding.

"No matter whether the power is strong or weak, as long as they are in the same camp, the frequency of their soul vibration is exactly the same. The process of accepting belief is essentially a process of transmitting vibration frequency. After one or more resonances, the individual can get the frequency unique to his alignment. In other words, if I know the vibration of a certain alignment, then even if I don't have special abilities like yours, if I can manage to change the vibration of my soul, I can disguise myself as A member of that faction, and gain the corresponding power."

"Ah! This is simply unbelievable! Please forgive my rudeness just now, and I am willing to offer my loyalty to you, Your Highness, the wisest lie devil in hell!"

Facing the agitated evil priest, Belial just smiled lightly: "So, you still have a blank soul that hasn't been used yet?"

The evil priest was startled, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... No, no, no, I don't intend to deceive you, let alone copy a soul to believe in you. Although I can't give you any contract, because the contract often only works For one soul, but I can swear with my rotten eyes, you are the only king in my eyes!"

The man wrapped in gauze knelt down on the ground, crawled to the black-haired boy, raised his head and kissed the back of his hand reverently, as if completing some special ceremony.

"I trust you." Belial had a faint smile on his face.

"Great! A grand banquet should be held to celebrate this day!" The evil priest danced in a very funny posture, as if the only way to express his excitement was by doing so. "Tell me more! Please tell me how to change the frequency of the soul, and then, how to create a god!"

"Well... that item is still in the process of development, I temporarily call it the soul frequency conversion collector. I need your help to conduct experiments, because only you can provide me with enough data. As for how to make gods ..." The black-haired boy smiled, "That's related to the second secret I discovered."

"What's the secret?" The evil priest's eyeballs glowed red.

"I have studied the frequencies of more than 40 known camps, and found that if the frequencies of light and darkness are taken as the two origins, the frequencies of other camps are mostly scattered around these two origins. The stronger the camp, the farther it is from these two origins. The farther the origin is, for example, the vibration frequency of the souls of the undead is almost zero, while the souls of the natural camp are always vibrating at a very high speed. The frequency of the unbelievers is consistent with the creatures that created this species. But , the interesting thing is that there is a large gap in the middle of the darkness and light. It seems that no god can approach that frequency."

"blank?"

"Yes. According to my speculation, the frequency that God bestows on believers must have a great connection with himself, and may even be their own inherent frequency. Therefore, you should be able to imagine that the meaning of this blank is... Belial raised the corners of his lips.

"A dead god, or a god who has not yet been born! As long as we adjust the soul to the appropriate frequency, it is possible to seize this position!"

The excited shouts of the evil priest echoed in the tomb.

"No, this is not enough. The transformed soul needs to have extraordinary potential, so that the power of the soul can grow rapidly to the height of a god. So far, I have only seen this potential in one person."

Let you stand on a height that no one can reach.

I have never forgotten this oath.

"Moreover, he also needs an independent space that is not affected by other gods as his domain." Belial went on to explain, "At present, it seems that the middle world is a good choice."

The evil priest couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty, you mean, you mean..."

"As the creatures in the middle world become stronger and stronger, many weak gods have long lost contact with the middle world. Even relatively powerful gods can only send some weak species to descend. Since the last war, the God of Light provoked After the success of the alienation plan, we lost two demon kings in a row, and now even Beelzebub is under conspiracy. Don't you feel that it is more difficult for the demons in hell to break through the space barrier than before Yes. This is because the reduction in the number of demon kings has reduced the energy of hell. As long as the God of Light can completely withdraw from the middle world, our plan to create gods will be half successful!"

"But is this really possible?" The evil priest couldn't help wondering.The power of the God of Light in the middle world is so ingrained that human faith alone is an almost inextricable bond.

"Yes. Although the power of the Garden of Eden is stronger than that of the Middle Realm, if a part of the energy in the Garden of Eden is transferred to the Middle Realm, a new balance can be established!" The black-haired boy smiled mysteriously, "The Middle Realm will definitely belong to us, If only I could convince another ally of ours..."