228: Blood of Satan

Xu Le and the others had good luck; aside from the two big guys that appeared in the middle, the rest of the demons were common ordinary demons from Hell, easily killed by the group.

After all, with the world's strongest priest gathered together with 34 knights in Peak condition, it was hard to fail.

The spatial node finally closed automatically.

Xu Le lost a total of four of his summoned guardians of light; a few knights had charged too fast and were heavily injured, but they quickly recovered under the "Holy Light Healing Spell."

Andre excitedly cut off the heads of the two big guys and collected the two greatswords; he had already thought of a title for the story of this battle.

"The Brave Son of God Besieges the Twin Divine Generals of Hell, Relocking the Gate of Hell"

After resting for an hour, everyone ate and drank their fill. Xu Le patted the Wolf King's head, and the Wolf King led the group to continue searching for traces of the Formation Demon.

They didn't stop until they reached a thatched hut at the end of the village.

Andre rushed to the front carrying his shield, his whole being brimming with an abnormal excitement.

It wasn't just him; the entire knight order was the same, each one acting as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Closing a spatial node leading from Hell to the human world was a feat no less significant than handling a hundred demon incidents.

Andre kicked the door flying and saw the Formation Demon lying on the ground with lifeless eyes.

He tentatively poked the other's chest with a spear; the Formation Demon remained motionless as green blood gushed out.

"The Formation Demon is dead!"

Hearing this, the knights excitedly crowded forward. Andre hurriedly shouted, "Don't push, let the Son of God go first!"

Xu Le had known for a while, having received the notification for killing the Formation Demon earlier. However, he still went forward to confirm it with a show of pretense.

With just one look, his expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, don't move!"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they immediately gripped their weapons, on full alert.

To them, Xu Le was now a god; his words were divine decrees that everyone was willing to obey from the bottom of their hearts.

Then they saw their god carefully pick up a jar on the table, fearing he might accidentally spill even a drop.

"Son of God, what is that?"

"This is a nu... ominous object capable of destroying everything."

Xu Le stopped mid-sentence and made an abrupt, awkward turn.

He looked up at the sky; he didn't see any winged birdmen, but he still didn't dare to be careless.

Inside the jar was satans blood—an entire jar of it.

[Item] satans blood

[Grade] Mythic

[Item Details] The blood of the Demon God Satan. Extremely evil and wicked; a single drop can give birth to a super demon.

Xu Le didn't know how a single drop of blood could give birth to a super demon, but with his alt-account's current strength, he didn't want to try.

Placing the clay jar under the blazing sun, Xu Le began to chant an incantation, performing a Holy Light Spell to purify the blood inside.

Three minutes later.

The blood in the jar was boiling and leaping, but there was no sign of it being purified. Instead, it gave the illusion that it would come to life and jump out of the jar.

Xu Le gritted his teeth and secretly channeled a sliver of Divine Soul power. Within the white Holy Light, a hint of a sacred Aura was suddenly added.

A heart-wrenching roar came from the jar, and the growl of a demon echoed in everyone's ears.

"Son of God? I'll be waiting for you. When we meet again, that will be when I kill you. You cannot hide!"

[Experience +20 Trillion]

[Divine Soul +0.1]

Xu Le's body shuddered; he almost couldn't resist taking out all the satans blood from his Contract Space to purify it completely.

Yes, he had just transferred most of the satans blood into his Contract Space. After all, it was a mythic-grade item; how could he bear to destroy it all?

He only left one drop, but even so, a single drop was not something his alt-account could handle.

"Ju-just now... was that Satan's whisper?"

The speaker was Louis, the most learned among the knights. He had read in a divine book that Satan was the highest-level Demon God. He—or rather, He—had stolen a sliver of the God's authority. Even if only a drop of blood remained, He could be resurrected. Every hundred years, the God would send a Son of God to Hell to reform Him.

Xu Le nodded without hiding anything; this would be of great benefit to his ascension to the position of Son of God.

The clay jar in his hand was the best evidence!

"Sss sss sss..."

The knights' faces turned purple with excitement. They had just witnessed the Son of God purifying satans blood. Rounding it up, they had essentially joined the Son of God in destroying a Clone of Satan. This was an honor worthy of being recorded in their family trees on a separate page, perhaps even earning them an extra surname to be remembered for eternity.

With the danger resolved, everyone relaxed.

The old man rushed into the hut. Looking at the cold corpse of the Formation Demon, he cried and laughed, hitting and cursing it like a madman.

He picked up the staff dropped by the demon earlier and lashed the Formation Demon's corpse mercilessly. Because its life force was severed and the Devilish Qi had dissipated, the Formation Demon was soon beaten to a pulp.

Desecrating a corpse violated the Code of Chivalry, but no one rushed forward to stop the old man. Instead, they turned their backs, allowing the old man to vent.

If they didn't see it, they couldn't stop it.

At this moment, four disheveled figures finally found Xu Le. Ketch, the leader, roared from afar:

"Spu! You despicable villain, you fake Son of God, pay us back for our horses."

Killing intent!

A monstrous killing intent condensed into substance!

Thirty-four knights raised their spears, their tips pointing coldly at Ketch and his three companions.

Ketch's Aura faltered, followed by an angry roar: "Have you all forgotten the first rule of the Code of Chivalry? Never point your weapon at your comrades. For a fake, a liar, for your Bishop's fame and fortune, are you going to defile the honor of a knight?"

"Those who blaspheme the gods shall be killed!" Andre's voice was grim.

"Those who blaspheme the gods shall be killed!" the knights shouted in unison. They looked at the four not as former comrades-in-arms, but as their greatest enemies in life.

"Stop!" Seeing that they were really about to strike, Xu Le hurriedly shouted to stop them.

He had brought these people out, and he didn't want the four to die in front of him. After all, he was now the generous and merciful Son of God.

"Get out! Don't let us see you again!"

"Hand back your armor as soon as you return. You are not worthy of being knights; I am ashamed to be associated with you."

"If I see you wearing knight's armor again, I will kill you! The honor of a knight must not be defiled!"

"Get out, scum!"

"..."

Ketch and the others found that the world had changed.

When they left earlier, there was still some guilt in everyone's eyes. Now, they were all full of contempt and disdain, looking at them as if they were dog shit.

"Why?"

"They were the ones who upheld the Code of Chivalry, the rebels who dared to question. They were the ones who had sacrificed."

Ketch heard the noise in the house. With a leap, his gaze went over the heads of the surrounding knights, and he saw the old man beating the corpse. He immediately felt a burst of self-righteousness.

"What are you doing? Letting a Mortal abuse a corpse—is this the code you strictly follow? Is this the knightly honor you speak of? Move aside! If you don't dare to resist, I, Ketch, will; if you don't dare to offend, I, Ketch, will."

As Ketch spoke, his gaze was fixed on Xu Le. Obviously, he thought that allowing the old man to abuse the corpse was Xu Le's order.

The crowd gnashed their teeth in hatred. If it weren't for Xu Le's order, they would have already drawn their swords and hacked Ketch into eighteen pieces.

The old man was already grief-stricken, and hearing Ketch's words, his eyes turned red.

"You want to stop me now?"

"Where were you when he tortured and killed my granddaughter? Where were you when he tormented my son? Where were you when he didn't even spare my three-month-old grandson? Where were you when he harmed my old wife and daughter-in-law?"

"Where were you when he committed evil at will and toyed with our fates? What right do you have to stop me? Just because you are a knight of the Church? Just because you represent justice?"

Ketch was sprayed in the face and felt dizzy. He searched his mind for an explanation: "Old man, it's wrong for demons to kill people, but we are humans. If a dog bites us, we can't bite back, right?"

"Pah!" The old man spat at Ketch. "It's easy for you to say! If I had any other way to get revenge, I would have done it long ago! Now I'm going to do it this way. Even if you say I'm a dog, I'm going to bite back!"