I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 830 - 462 True Word Demon_2

Chapter 830 -462 True Word Demon_2

The piercing cold wind started to rush in crazily from the other end of the crack, not strong but unbearably icy, causing people below to shiver uncontrollably.

The people standing in the group hugged their arms across their chests, trembling, yet they stood their ground, and no one moved.

In their imagination, perhaps a gigantic foot would step out of the crack in the next second, appearing before everyone.

Soon, Jeffrey’s voice came to an abrupt halt, he looked down carefully at the Book of Change, then looked towards Papasa below the high platform.

Papasa was also staring at Jeffrey, who immediately shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to indicate that he had finished reciting.

Boom, a voice came out from the crack.

Then a grey figure fell out from the crack, landing directly on the high platform with a thud, kicking up a ripple of air.

Everyone was taken aback, looking up to see the crack rapidly shrinking, disappearing within a few seconds.

The crack was gone!

Looking again towards the high platform, at the figure that was crawling and slowly writhing on the ground.

The crowd was even more surprised because just by gauging with their eyes, they could tell that the grey figure was only about one meter twenty or thirty tall, not much different in height from the child-like Papasa.

The grey figure slowly stood up, it had no hair all over its body, wore no clothes, its skin was wrinkled, and at first glance, it looked like a sordid, shriveled old man who couldn’t even straighten his waist, nowhere to be seen were any horns growing on the head, or a body engulfed in flames, or the towering presence of being over ten meters tall.

Seeing this scene, many people immediately had doubts: Was the summoning wrong?

After standing up, the grey figure stretched its arms wide in a yawn, its arms were extremely long, hanging down past its knees, but its fingernails were also very long and had grown in crooked angles, preventing its fingers from closing together.

After stretching, the grey figure turned its head to look at the crowd below the high platform.

It grinned, and everyone then realized that its mouth was slit all the way to the root of its ears, and its teeth also grew up to there.

Clearing its throat, it let out a he-he-he laugh, “The endless abyss gazes at you, fools can only respond with the fear in their hearts, oh Sylvanus, gaze, death!”

As it was finishing these words, the silver-eyed boy Papasa suddenly spoke up in a very rapid tone: “Everyone, lower your heads, do not look at it!”

As soon as Papasa said this, the fastest to react were the members of the Claudia IX Demon Hunting Group, who immediately bowed their heads, no longer looking towards the high platform.

But in the ranks of the Payne Cross Demon Hunters Group and the Iron Blood Demon Hunter Group, nearly half of the members didn’t react in time, and after Papasa spoke, they simply paused and continued to look at the grey figure on the high platform.

At this time, including Jeffrey on the high platform, everyone had already bowed their heads, moving their gaze away from the grey figure.

In an instant, the forty-plus people who were still staring at the grey figure turned ashen in an instant, their eyes lost their luster, and without making a sound, all fell to the ground, breathless and dead!

“He-he-he…” The grey figure continued to laugh, then spoke, “I am you, you are me, I am everywhere, oh Sylvanus…”

“Mr. Sylvanus!”

Papasa suddenly spoke up, a magnetic field spread out, unnoticed but ferociously followed his words, condensing into a thread and drilling straight into the barely existent ear canals of the grey figure.

Sylvanus was stunned, turned to look at Papasa, cracked a smile, and continued the he-he-he laughter.

“We’d like to make a deal with you,” Papasa said, while signaling Jeffrey on the other side of the high platform with his eyes to continue reading from the Book of Change.

Jeffrey looked at the ancient book, the Book of Change automatically returned to the first page, and he resumed reading it aloud.

Sylvanus seemed to enjoy this reading very much, satisfied, he lifted his head, his chest heaving, seemingly listening and extracting the air.

But Papasa was very clear, this guy was a lifeless object, with no breath at all.

“You are a top-tier being,” Sylvanus suddenly said.

Papasa nodded, “Others here call me—God of Death!”

“Mr. God of Death? What kind of deal do you want to make?” Sylvanus asked.

“Let’s work together to rule this world,” Papasa said.

Sylvanus’s chest puffed up, as if taking a deep breath, then looked at Papasa and gave a slight nod: “It’s possible, but as a sign of your sincerity, this item can serve as a gift from you to me.”

With that, it extended its crooked fingernailed index finger, pointing at the Book of Change on the ground.

Clearly, this creature had an intense pleasure and satisfaction with the contents of the Book of Change.

“No problem,” Papasa replied directly, not bothering to seek the consent of Claudia IX.

His father, Claudia, looked normal, the decision of his youngest son representing his own.

“True Word Demon Sylvanus, perhaps we should have a proper talk inside the royal palace,” Papasa suggested.

At this moment, Jeffrey ceased his chanting, walked over to the Book of Change, squatted down to close the book, and carefully held it up with both hands, offering it to Sylvanus.

Sylvanus didn’t accept it, but instead glanced at Jeffrey and asked, “You are…?”

“Reaper Jeffrey,” Jeffrey answered in a calm tone.

“From now on, stay by my side, you can read it to me,” Sylvanus chuckled.

Papasa, standing below, glanced at his father Claudia IX, whose expression faltered slightly, while the bald elder Payne also looked at the silver-haired elder standing within the Ninth Generation Demon Hunting Group, both expressing a hint of concern, but quickly concealed it.

Only Jeffrey, holding the Book of Change, curled his lips into a smile, as if he knew the secrets of Payne and the Ninth, and at this moment, with the help of Sylvanus, he had firmly found his footing.

Thinking of merely using me? No chance.

Now let’s see who is using whom!

…

In Huaying’s Great Capital, within Tianmeng District.

Zhang Xiaomo and other exorcists returned to the Tianmeng City District from Gaosheng City two weeks later.

After Yan Junze left, the strangenesses there were mostly under control, and Xiaomo wasn’t as exhausted. Of course, except for the night before Yan Junze left.

After returning to Tianmeng, Yan Junze settled the Magnetic Pile Monster Yao Long in a remote small grove on the outskirts of Tianmeng Science University.

The nearest household was ten kilometers away, so even if Yao Long’s rage went out of control and erupted, its impact would be minimized.

During this time, Yan Junze was there to guide him on how to adjust every time the creature got angry.

And how to vent when accumulating rage normally.

Yao Long grew increasingly trusting of him.

Two weeks later, after communicating with his parents, Yan Junze directly went to the university to take a leave of absence, providing a certificate from the Tianmeng Exorcist Team.

The procedure went smoothly, although leaving his dorm mates Zhao Zheng, Huahua, and He Bishou was somewhat difficult.

The four had a meal together and gathered at a rented house outside the campus.

Yan Junze had no plans to move out yet; he was living with Ku Zai, either going to the small grove daily to study how to control the magnetic field outbursts with Yao Long or heading to the suburbs to exorcise and push the limits of the Atlas.

Upon Xiaomo’s return, she provided Yan Junze with a distribution atlas of the strangenesses across the Great Capital of Huaying.

The atlas clearly showed which areas had more serious and higher-level strangenesses.

This was a confidential distribution map, accessible only to the team captain Huo Zhisen and other administrative leaders above his rank, which Yan Junze took into account when planning to carry out exorcism in other districts.

Mainly because the Tianmeng City District and the surrounding areas were already largely cleansed by highly efficient Buddhist exorcists, and the occasional stray strangenesses that appeared had to be left for other exorcists to practice on.

As such, Yan Junze could not monopolize the area.

He now set his sights on some tough challenges in other districts, such as the persistent Spirit Bridges that kept appearing.

The entities inside these bridges were centuries or even millennia old, and for Yan Junze at his current level, these entities were a reliable source of energy.

Yao Long, by now, could control the outbreaks of his rage on a larger scale so that even if the magnetic energy shock affected human life, it would only last for a brief few seconds before electrical facilities and others would recover.

However, for the other strangenesses near Yao Long, they weren’t so lucky. Under the guidance of Yan Junze, these entities, if swept by Yao Long’s rage, were almost entirely annihilated with hardly any survivors.

The name of Yao Long, the Magnetic Pile Monster, was now registered in the Exorcist organization’s system as an entity that did not require dealing with, somewhat similar to a spirit nurtured by exorcists.

Yan Junze’s first destination was Yannan District because it housed the largest Spirit Bridge in the entire Great Capital of Huaying.

But what no one knew was that, at this very moment, in various corners of the world, a grand calamity for the exorcists of the Great Capitals of Huaying, USA, and Japan was descending…

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