Chapter 140: The Demon's Origin
"Purpose, purpose, you humans always like to ask such questions."
Valakh rolled his eyes.
"Can't I just come for a stroll?"
William pulled out the cork upon hearing this, looking like he was about to pour the Holy Water out.
"Okay ok! Relax, human." The demon hurriedly reached out to stop him.
It pondered for a moment, then gave a surprising answer.
"Actually, I am not Valak."
Seeing the priest opposite raise his hand again, the demon hurriedly said: "My name is Valakh, just very similar to that guy's name."
William frowned: "Then why did you impersonate him?"
"Impersonate?"
This sentence seemed to make Valakh quite angry.
"Who wants to impersonate that old pervert? Living for so many years and still dressing up as a child."
"Aren't you also possessing a boy..." William opened his mouth but finally didn't say it.
"I am an orthodox demon of Hell; I already had a rank before those angels fell."
"Once when I descended to the human world, I happened to encounter that group of ignoramuses along the Mediterranean coast."
Speaking of this, Valakh seemed a little regretful.
"A lousy place actually has more than a dozen languages. There are clearly letters in words but they deliberately don't pronounce them. That is the place the Vatican should govern..."
Now William finally understood.
It turned out that Valakh once introduced himself when he appeared, but due to the accent of the locals, it was misrepresented, and he became the stand-in for another demon ever since.
"Why are you not afraid of Holy Water and very interested in it?"
"This is the second question." Valakh stared at William's hand.
William shrugged, then poured out half of the Holy Water, and threw the rest to the demon opposite.
"Hey! Human, what does this mean!" Valakh frowned but still reached out to take it.
"When did I say one bottle of Holy Water for one question?" William asked back.
The atmosphere in the room was suddenly a bit tense, and no one dared to make a sound.
In the next moment.
"Hahaha..."
Valakh laughed out loud.
"Truly despicable! This point is quite like a demon."
As he spoke, he drank the bottle of Holy Water, and then showed a look of painful enjoyment.
"Now, the second question." William took out another glass bottle.
"Really, human curiosity is endless."
Valakh snorted coldly.
"Demons hate the power represented by 'That One', but I am an exception."
Speaking of this, he added another sentence.
"Calling the Name directly will bring a lot of trouble; I hope you understand."
"In short, Holy Water will cause harm to other demons, but for me, it has unparalleled spiritual enjoyment, just like certain special fetishes of you humans."
Valakh closed his eyes, savoring the experience of the Holy Water.
A moment later, he spoke again:
"Hell is a boring place. Magma, darkness, and those low-level creatures that only eat each other, so demons often run out."
"Facing the human world full of surprises, that group of guys is keen on collecting souls just to improve their rank. It's so boring..."
Valakh looked disdainful.
"Possession, mental torture, taking the soul when the human collapses—this has almost become the consensus of all demons!"
He roared.
"Depraved! Just like that group of angels!"
"Savoring human emotions is high-level fun. When you show a little power, those guys will bow down and beg for your mercy."
Valakh looked at William as he spoke.
"Do you know, back in the 30s, humans actually treated vampires, those scumbags, as demons. At that time, I dressed up as a wandering vampire and even hooked up with a nun from the Church..."
This demon recounted his romantic anecdotes in the human world.
William felt a little embarrassed inside; even in Hell, this guy was a weirdo.
Seeing that the other party finished speaking, he pulled out the cork again, intending to pour out half more.
"Hey! You guy, even demons know that waste is shameful!"
Valakh stomped out the cigarette butt.
"How about this, you ask another one."
William shrugged, stopped his hand movement, and asked another question he was curious about.
"Why did you occupy another demon's territory?"
"Occupy? That guy Malphas just sat his butt down a step earlier than me; does this place become his?"
William raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
The "Malphas" mentioned by the other party was also one of the 72 Demons of Solomon, ranking 39th.
Legend has it that the Demon God Malphas appears in the image of a crow and can endow believers with the ability to "see through enemy intentions."
"You seem to hold a grudge against the Demon Gods?" William took the opportunity to ask.
In his memory, there was no existence named "Valakh" among the 72 Demons of Solomon.
"Hey! That group of guys clamors every day to attack the human world to avenge the 'enslavement'."
"But back then, they clearly voluntarily obeyed Lord Berial's orders to gain rank."
Valakh's tone was disdainful.
"Once a war is launched, Heaven will definitely control the authority of humanity. At that time, there will be high-ranking gods stationed everywhere, and I will have to spend hundreds of years boringly in Hell again."
"Of course, being mistaken for Valak also makes me very unhappy!"
William thought to himself: "Actually a demon who advocates peace..."
Aside, the academy trio was shocked listening.
These were all personal narrations from a demon, not recorded in the official history text.
For the Church, such voices were all judged as "delusions."
If a priest spread them privately, they would definitely commit the crime of "impurity" and be branded as a heretic.
But somehow... the three of them felt these words were facts.
"So you came to spoil Malphas's good deed?" William probed.
"What good deed can he do? Just collecting souls to accumulate power for the 'Descent'." Valakh snorted coldly.
"I thought your presence would invalidate the ritual," William said casually.
"Hey, no need to provoke me. This is just a small question; I can tell you for free, just like those extra questions answered just now."
Valakh chuckled lightly.
William narrowed his eyes; the demon in front of him was not as simple as he appeared.
He threw the Holy Water over immediately, and then gave an extra bottle as a gift.
"You are good, human, much smarter than those old men in the Church."
Valakh's eyes were meaningful.
"Answering your previous question..."
"Although I don't want to admit it, my power can only stall the sacrificial ritual, but cannot destroy it completely..."
According to this demon's meaning, although he couldn't tamper with the ritual.
As long as Valakh stayed in this territory, Malphas could not complete his "Descent" plan.
Demons can only interfere with the real world with spiritual power, so Colby became one of the latter's few means.
This was also the reason why the old man was used repeatedly.
Hearing this, a bold plan emerged in William's mind.
"Interested in discussing a cooperation?" He raised his head, his eyes flickering strangely.
"Oh? You want to make a deal with a demon?"
Valakh sounded surprised.
"I'm never keen on those, but for you, I can guarantee there are no traps in the contract, as long as..."
He signaled the empty bottle in his hand.
William shook his head: "I believe in the Lord and will never sign any demon contract."
"Then there's nothing to discuss."
Valakh stretched.
"I'm also a little bored. For the sake of the Holy Water, I'll cooperate with you to complete the exorcism task. Come on."
He opened his arms, signaling William could start anytime.
But William took out another bottle of Holy Water from his bag, pulled out the cork, and opened the bottle mouth towards Valakh.
This demon was stunned, then suddenly widened his eyes.
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