"Bai Jin took out that thing."

Hearing Yang Yu's voice, Bai Jin did not hesitate and raised his hand. A small gray ball the size of a ping-pong ball emerged from her palm.

An unknown text shone on the gray sphere, and a circular red dot appeared in the center, just like a hammer on an frozen circular lake, and countless cracks spread out from the red dots.

Red seeps out between the cracks, dividing the internal cracks into pieces, and the balls turn from white gray to deep black and blue.

When Tokyo saw the sphere in Bai Jin's hand, he instantly widened his eyes, and his swollen eyes were on his thin face, as if he might collapse at any time.

His mouth kept opening and closing, creaking like a moving nutcracker.

During his short life in Tokyo, he had the honor of meeting the demon.

At the ceremony presided over by the Pope himself, Tokyo saw the real demon, his huge body, and his incomparable powerful force, which made him deeply shocked.

When the demon asked To Kyō what wish he had to come true, Tō Kyō knelt on his knees with trembling body, his eyes filled with tears of excitement, and he bowed to the demon Lord three times and nine times.

Tokyo abandoned his long-cherished wish that he had pursued throughout his life and had a new goal in life, which was to pursue the demons forever, so that everyone in the world would realize the greatness of the demons.

"Mr. Demon, it is my life honor to be able to meet you. Just one side, I have nothing to ask for in this life!"

At that time, every word that Tokyo said was true was all his true feelings.

When the demon heard Tokyo's words, he immediately smiled interestingly. It distributed part of its power to Tokyo, making him a demon.

It’s a pity that Lord Demon is in another world. Only by completely opening the door to the abyss can they cross the barrier and descend into this world.

And the sphere on Bai Jin's hand was not completely opened.

Now that he saw the Abyss Gate again, Tokyu was in tears. It was through this thing that the Demon had given him part of his power.

Tu Jingqing couldn't help but take a step forward. At this moment, Yang Yu threw the sword and shield, snatched Bai Jin's hand, and took out a strange weapon from somewhere.

It looked like a knife, but there were diagonal lines on the blade. The material for fixing the knife was unprecedented in Tokyo. It was a bit like metal, but it did not have the heaviness of metal at all.

What is amazing is the exquisite structure inside it, which looks very beautiful, and does not seem to be created casually.

"Don't act rashly!"

Yang Yu held it with the utility knife in his hand.

"The weapon in my hand is specially made by the traitors you mentioned to deal with this thing in my hand.

Although this knife cannot destroy this sphere, it can make this thing lose its effectiveness for more than ten or even decades."

Glazing at Yang Yu fiercely, Tokyo took back his steps and sneered loudly, "Hehehehe! I don't know where you got that weapon, but with the small broken knife in your hand, you can't hurt it. Besides..."

"'If something made by a traitor can really make this stop for more than ten years, or even decades, and have been used for a long time, how could it be left until now?'"

Yang Yu pulled the utility knife and made it stretch out a few centimeters more.

"Do you want to try it?"

Tokyo's smile stopped abruptly and he carefully observed Yang Yu. The momentum that Yang Yu showed at this moment was not fake, and it was impossible to rule out that it was a real possibility.

Yang Yu met Tujing's gaze without any intention of retreating. If at this time, even if there is a slight flaw, the prepared plan will be wasted.

"I'll tell you the truth!

Our real purpose is to completely destroy this thing. Bai Jin's father was just afraid that his technique would take a counterproductive effect when destroying the sphere, so he did not delay using this method to seal it.

Even if he was a moment ago, he wanted to completely destroy this thing, rather than leaving a little regret."

Yang Yu held the ball in his hand a few points.

"But we are different from him! We are just forcibly entrusted, and I still think our lives are more important."

Tukyo gathered his sight, "So what? Now, you are not qualified to talk about the conditions!"

“If you have the qualifications, don’t you already have it?

Do you really don’t know, or do you want to pretend to be stupid?”

Yang Yu's utility knife hit gently, making a "ding" sound,

"You are right. Negotiations are conducted on the premise that both sides have equal strength. But don't forget how crazy choices a person will make when he is about to die.

In the case of death, I might have inserted it into this thing with one knife.

Even if we die, we must disgust you.

I have been waiting for a few years, but I have to wait for more than ten or even decades. At that time, will you still have the fate to see the demon you have always admired?

To do this, I am qualified to talk to you!”

Yang Yu's voice spread throughout the forest. The black shadows surrounding Yang Yu and the others and the priests of the Curse Sect were motionless, and only one voice came from behind Tokyo.

"Bishop Tokyo! Don't believe his nonsense. Last time I was deceived by their words and suffered a loss. Last time I gave them a chance, they didn't know how to cherish it at all!"

With his eyes turning, Tokyo raised his head and looked behind him, "Kenro, don't say anything, I have my own sense of responsibility! You just rest there, put the demon first, put your personal feelings aside!"

Hearing Tokyo's shout, Kenro lowered his head, said "yes", and stopped talking.

At the same time, Tokyo also put his thin hand into his hair, scratched hard, and was making a painful choice.

In the end, the desire to see Lord Demon was slightly defeated by Tokyo's rationality.

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"There are too few three people, right?" Yang Yu's utility knife was closer to the ball, "Can all the staff not do it?"
Chapter completed!