Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 925 - 172 Demons Never Excel Through Force

"Master Historian, shall we end today’s proceedings here?"

A young blond Caucasian man emerged from beneath the cloak of night, assuming a low-key sliding kneel.

This was quite in line with the demon’s nature of preying on the weak.

They only fight when the odds are in their favor.

Throughout ancient mythologies, demons are recorded leading people into damnation, never facing them head-on.

The infamous ones, like those impaling living people on stakes, causing massacres, or building washhouses, are merely branded as demons.

In fact, they have little to do with Hell and might even be pagans.

Demons love to play tricks; once their scheme is revealed, you’ll find they’re not so terrifying.

A gentle and beautiful voice came from the void.

"Very well, you may leave."

"You first!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Mephisto, the progenitor of scheming, remained unmoved.

Are you kidding? Li Xingyao hasn’t acted; is it because she’s kind and gentle?

As the right hand of the President, she’s far from weak.

The only reason she’s not acting is to avoid breaking her own belongings.

In the past, even if a demon wanted to sneak into Tianmen City, they wouldn’t dare to be ostentatious. With the moat in place, they’d be brutally beaten if their whereabouts were discovered.

Now, coinciding with the shock window of the Temporal Tide, the barriers between dimensions are weakened to the point of being nearly negligible, allowing the Hell Demons to be so brazen.

I’m standing here, making you hesitant to act.

Once I leave the densely populated urban area, will I have a good ending?

Humans don’t trust demons, and demons never trust human nature. Many humans are more cunning and unscrupulous than demons.

"In that case, you need not go."

The gentle voice abruptly turned cold, "If we can bring down two Great Monarchs of Hell, a little cost is bearable for us."

Mephisto wrapped himself in his cloak and ran away.

You’re willing to bear the cost; I am not!

What face, what dignity, that’s something only young people with a childish mindset need.

You tell this to a demon who’s lived for thousands of years, and you’ll only amuse him.

Mephisto’s figure abruptly vanished, leaving only a whirling skeleton dice at the spot.

Florence also wanted to flee; the boss has already fled, so why should a mere employee stay? Moreover, this isn’t even my project. You can ask me to work overtime, but only if the company isn’t about to go bankrupt.

But Mephisto obviously didn’t intend to take this loyal subordinate along.

As the dice landed on the ground, Florence’s rationality instantaneously evaporated, and he forgot his original identity, only feeling a boundless power erupting from within.

It turns out I... I am the Demon Lord!

I am—Mephisto, the supreme!

Very well, take this company seal; now you are the legal representative of this company!

Behemoth looked at the demon lord before him, who suddenly erupted with power, with a look of seeing through stupidity, and after hesitating for two seconds, he suddenly realized.

That was a Demon’s Dice.

An artifact used by demons for cheating in gambling.

By using this dice, one could wager everything, including their soul.

Mephisto, this cunning old schemer, threw the dice himself, conceding defeat, transferring all his power to Florence.

He had understood Li Xingyao’s weak points.

For this country’s ruler, maintaining social stability and protecting citizens’ lives are paramount.

As for killing Mephisto, that’s not really important.

If there’s a chance, of course one would kill.

But in the face of a more serious threat, the life of a mere Demon Lord is not that significant.

To deal with these self-proclaimed virtuous Justice Guardians, one can only use such a method.

Having grasped this logic, Behemoth also decisively struck.

The blessing of the second Great Monarch of Hell descended, and Florence’s already surging power rapidly expanded, turning him into a colossal monster over twenty meters tall in an instant.

His body was so enormous that even the street in front of New Asia Hospital couldn’t contain him. Just by casually stretching, the nearby residential buildings and the outer walls of the hospital collapsed under the pressure.

At this moment, a gentle and beautiful voice softly said from the void, "Mirror Flower Water Moon, celestial inversion."

The whole world flipped like a mirror.

Li Mumu was about to take action to save the patients in the hospital when suddenly her sight turned blank, and all the patients, along with her father behind her, disappeared.

Often using Xia Yubing’s mirror traversing for fast movement, she quickly realized she had entered the mirror world.

The next moment, the entire New Asia Hospital building collapsed with a deafening crash.

Freed from the Real World’s constraints, Xia Yubing no longer conserved her strength, once again summoning Mount Tai’s Stone, which she had previously used to suppress Behemoth.

This wasn’t the Real World; the true form of Mount Tai’s Stone was directly revealed.

It was a square monument, engraved with dense, simple inscriptions, which, when met with the wind, transformed into a vast mountain, and rolled down from the sky like an entire day.

Florence roared, raised both arms, firmly withstanding the suppression of the stone tablet; its immense weight caused his feet to sink deep into the ground.

Yet Xia Yubing’s attacks did not stop there. She formed a hand seal with one hand, reciting, "Yin Ghost King, by my decree!"

Two giant ghostly hands quietly appeared from the void.

Previously, when Xia Yubing used this move, it was mainly to tear through dimensional barriers, and Li Mumu had always thought it a bit overdone. It seemed like too much CGI for just opening a door, a waste of effort.

Now she finally realized it was just Sister Bingbing’s reluctance to use force.

This time, it was not merely two ghost hands that were summoned, but their owner—a massive Single-Horned Ghost King, no less formidable than a demon—who let out a sinister laugh and, with a steely fork in hand, fiercely stabbed the demon from behind, who was unable to move under the suppression of Mount Tai’s Stone.

Enveloped in Netherworld Ghost Fire, the steely fork pierced straight through the demon’s body, emerging from his chest.

The demon let out a miserable scream, his arms could no longer hold, and the mountain came crashing down inch by inch, suppressing his enormous body bit by bit.

"If you give me no way to live, don’t think you’ll get away easy!"

In his despair, the demon spat words of blasphemy, and sinful power instantly permeated the world.

Oh no, there’s a second phase.

The filthy blasphemous words pierced through Li Mumu’s eardrums, and she felt an uncontrollable surge of evil thoughts in her mind.