Endless Debt-Chapter 785 - 248 The Only Wish_2

"No one is special, everyone is replaceable..."

Palmer gradually realized that this was a struggle between Ewen and Asmodeus. Ewen felt he was special, capable of withstanding Asmodeus’ test, whereas Asmodeus believed Ewen had no special qualities and would eventually fall like other collections before him.

The contest between the Devil and a mortal.

"Ewen, I’ve seen too many people like you," Asmodeus continued her assault on Ewen’s soul, "they all, without exception, eventually lost."

"Since I’m like everyone else, why do you value me so much?"

Ewen endured the pain, "As an omnipotent Devil, why waste your time on me?"

"Indeed, I am not special. Only the situation I am in is special."

Amidst the blood, Ewen faintly saw Belphegor’s figure, silently watching him.

Ewen knew it well; what was truly special was the game between devils, wagering their souls, fighting against one another.

"It’s not me who needs you," Ewen suddenly laughed, "it’s you who needs me, my soul, to win your wager with him."

Ewen seemed supported by some force; he turned fiercely within the meat grinder, facing Asmodeus, "So, I can raise the price, can’t I?"

Asmodeus paused for a moment, then an uncontrollable smile appeared on her face, immediately followed by intense trembling, as if hearing a particularly amusing joke.

"Ewen, are you threatening me?"

Threatening a Devil, at a glance, such things were few and far between for Asmodeus.

"Perhaps..."

Ewen’s gaze wandered between Asmodeus and Belphegor, "You don’t want to lose, and neither do I."

Asmodeus suddenly talked about the story of the North Wind and the Sun, "In the story, no matter how the North Wind blows against the traveler, it merely makes him wrap his clothes tighter. Conversely, the warmth of the Sun makes the traveler take off his clothes."

"I understand, you are the North Wind, because you think humans are cowardly, hypocritical, failures. Even if I speak of nobility, with just a little pressure, you believe you can crush me."

Ewen endured the pain, endured the erosion of the North Wind, allowing the blades to slice and pulverize him.

Asmodeus snapped her fingers, and the swirling blades stopped, releasing Ewen from the pain. The grinder seemed to have absorbed enough blood, even stopping the slaughter, the speed of Dawn did not slow down in the slightest.

The end of the torment left Ewen slightly dazed; he lay down in his pool of blood, taking a long time to recover before waveringly standing up.

Looking up, Asmodeus’ face was close at hand; she squatted down, looking at Ewen with a face full of sorrow.

"Then you tell me, how should I obtain your soul?"

Asmodeus said while clenching her hand, "Should I continue to pressure you?"

An invisible hand grasped Ewen; enormous force squeezed his body, his face turned red, eyes full of blood, veins ruptured, continuous sound of breaking bones emanated from his body, chest grotesquely caved in, internal organs seemed crushed into foul blood.

"Ewen, we did spend some joyful times together, continuing to torment you only makes me feel like a pervert."

Asmodeus said as she released her hand, the immense force on Ewen disappeared along with it, Ewen knelt on the ground retching, fragments of flesh piled up around him.

He wiped his mouth, scoffing, "Are you serious?"

"That time cannot be denied, it was indeed interesting."

Asmodeus smiled at Ewen; for a moment, Ewen thought she turned back into Cinderella, but it was just a fleeting instance of mind manipulation.

"My patience is limited, Ewen," Asmodeus pondered for a moment, then she came up with an idea, "How about we have a serious talk?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Regarding your wish, I’m sincere; in front of you is a Devil who is obedient to you."

Asmodeus gently cradled Ewen’s face, her gaze innocent, as if her previous actions were merely unintentional misconduct.

"For example... I can make you return to those wonderful times, how about it? In this beautiful dream, you will enjoy near-eternal warmth, or I can create someone you love? That’s not difficult for a Devil, or perhaps..."

Asmodeus thought aloud, surprised, "I can erase the memories in your mind, all unpleasant memories that affect your will, such as events that happened thirty-three years ago, so you won’t be bothered by me anymore.

A lover who never abandons, beautiful moments, eternal power, authority and status... Speak up, Ewen, what do you really want?"

Asmodeus was deeply troubled; even an omnipotent Devil needs others to make wishes to wield her power. If Ewen doesn’t express his wish, Asmodeus doesn’t know what to do.

"Are you unwilling to give up your soul? That’s okay, we can postpone the deal until the moment you die, how about that? After all, when you die, your soul will Fade Away; handing it to me then wouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Ewen silently stood up, pushing Asmodeus away, "No, that won’t be necessary."