Chapter 1111: "Poker Expert"

Upon hearing the Red Angel evil spirit's reply, Demoness of White

Katarina's expression instantly froze, unable to contain her anger.

Sauron Einhorn Medici laughed and continued, "You must've become a

demigod at the end of the Fourth Epoch. It's been more than a thousand

years, but you haven't become an angel. Don't you feel inferior?

"As for that fellow just now, he had to rely on Azik Eggers to face you

head-on in the beginning. He was as weak as a chick that had just

hatched. But now, in less than a year, he has already advanced to

Sequence 4 and obtained godhood. He has the ability to match your

strength. Don't you have any thoughts about this? Didn't you think that

the past thousand years were a waste? Even a dog might open the gates to

angelhood after living for more than a thousand years.

"I know what you're thinking. You're very jealous, and on the other

hand, you also have a twisted desire. You want to prove yourself by

sleeping with him. You Demonesses are really laughable. On the one hand,

you insist that you were originally men so as to prevent yourself from

losing yourself, thus, resulting in you losing control. On the other

hand, you have to showcase the charm of a woman and try your hand at

extreme pleasure and intense love. But we Hunters have no such problem.

Regardless of what gender we were in the beginning, all we need to do in

the future is war, war, war!

"Primordial really is a twisted fellow. Letting a pure woman take the

path of a Demoness would be so much better; however, generation after

generation, you pass the damage down. And for what? Isn't the main goal

merely to seek revenge on fate?"

Every word of the Red Angel evil spirit was like an arrow that stabbed

into the heart of the Demoness of White. It made her beautiful and

exquisite face twitch, and her smooth, raven-black, long hair seemed to

grow thicker.

Sauron Einhorn Medici glanced at Katarina and immediately chortled.

"Don't tell me that you're losing control because of my provocation?

"What a nostalgic feeling."

The Red Angel evil spirit paused for a moment before saying:

"You can leave now. If there's anything, then remember to recite my

honorific name. Of course, I will come to you directly if I have to."

Demoness of White Katarina's expression returned to normal. She frowned

slightly and asked in disbelief, "You're letting me leave, just like

that?"

The Red Angel evil spirit chuckled.

"Why? Do you want to sleep with me? It's not impossible if the timing is

right, but there's something very important that needs to be done right

now.

"Don't worry. Since you've already recited my honorific name and given

me a drop of your blood, you'll be under my watch, and you can be

affected by me at any moment.

"Have you already forgotten the differences between an angel and a

saint? Don't you know how powerful a real high-level figure is?

"Heh heh, unless you directly pray to Primordial and receive a response;

otherwise, you'll never be able to free yourself from my gaze. Well, in

normal circumstances, an angel can do such a thing, but that's only

limited to the situation of you only chanting my honorific name. If you

don't believe me, I'll let you seek the help of an angel."

Demoness of White Katarina listened with a gloomy expression before

finally smiling.

"I'll keep your teachings in mind, Lord Medici."

Sauron Einhorn Medici's eyebrows twitched.

"You don't seem so compliant. I can even imagine how you were when you

faced Gehrman Sparrow, but I don't care.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you. It's best if you immediately confirm the

condition of your bloodline descendants. Don't you find it suspicious

that Gehrman Sparrow managed to find you so easily?"

Katarina's face turned slightly pale, but then it grew serious. She

slowly nodded and said, "I understand."

With that said, she immediately retreated and entered the glass window

again. It was unknown where she was headed for in the illusory, stacked

mirror world.

With the Demoness of White disappearing, a bloody gash suddenly appeared

on the left side of the Red Angel evil spirit's left cheek and made a

sound:

"What an excellent actress. She made it seem like she wasn't good at

controlling her expression, showing her restlessness and lack of

intelligence as though it was easy for her ulterior motives to be

discovered."

"That's right. That way, there's a high chance that we would belittle

her and let our guard down against her." The Red Angel evil spirit's

right cheek also cracked open in a hideous manner.

"Tsk, Demonesses are indeed very cunning. However, I've never

underestimated any prey." The Red Angel evil spirit used "His" normal

mouth to say, "She wants to desensitize me and make me belittle her, but

it's impossible."

The bloody gash on "His" left cheek opened and closed and replied, "Then

why were you captured by Alista Tudor?"

"That's because of the two of you." The personality that belonged to

Medici pouted and said, "It had nothing to do with belittlement and

desensitization."

The blood-colored crack on his right snorted and said, "How does it feel

like to become someone else's prey? The mighty God of War, the Red Angel

beside the Creator?"

"Not bad." Medici's expression darkened a little, but "His" words seemed

to contain some self-complacency.

The personality that belonged to Sauron said with the left cheek, "You

really like to bluff in order to achieve your goals. Back then, Alista

and company managed to see through your lies, which was why they managed

to seize the opportunity.

"And just now, you were bluffing Katarina. You're only capable of

releasing your aura, relying on traps and surprise attacks to bring

about a certain amount of damage. There was no way you could quickly

finish her off, but you pretended that you had returned to your Sequence

1 state, tricking her into reciting your honorific name and handing over

her blood."

Medici pouted again and said, "A bluff is also a normal playstyle in

poker. The effect is pretty good, isn't it?"

At this point, the Red Angel chuckled and said, "Furthermore, it's not

just a bluff. What I'm most fond of is to mix in a truth or two every

few bluffs, allowing me to wait for fellows who think they've seen

through my disguise to step into a trap. It's just like the mistakes you

two idiots made back then."

"But you were the first to die!" The two sides of the Red Angel evil

spirit's face cracked at the same time.

Without any hesitation, Medici said, "That means I'm the strongest,

worthy of having the most attention!"

With that said, the three personalities of the Red Angel evil spirit

fell silent at the same time. After a few seconds, the blood-colored

crack that represented Einhorn opened and closed.

"Gehrman Sparrow's connection with Evernight is tighter than I imagined.

He should've noticed Katarina's true state just now."

Medici chuckled and said, "It's alright. This is something 'She' has

tacitly allowed in the first place.

"Back when the Great Smog of Backlund happened, the ones who

participated in the operation are all gone. Only that Demoness named

Trissy is still alive. Isn't that enough to explain something?"

Sauron and Einhorn didn't speak further as they allowed the bloody crack

on the cheeks to wriggle and heal.

The Red Angel evil spirit then reflected "Himself on the glass window

and disappeared from the area around the Bell of Order.

Above the grayish-white fog, inside the ancient palace.

Looking at the spinning topaz pendant in his hand, Klein nodded

indiscernibly.

He had already used spirit dowsing to confirm Katarina's answers, and he

came up with a concrete conclusion.

Right on the heels of that, he began his dream divination based on what

he knew of the eight secret mausoleums. He saw the corresponding areas

and their blurry states.

This made him understand that entry was impossible via normal methods.

Even the process of prying without interference had difficulties in

locating the interior of the mausoleums.

This is very troublesome... Also, when I was channeling the Demoness of

White girl's spirit, it was quite different from the time when I did it

for Qonas Kilgor and Hvin Rambis. She had too many expressions, and her

answer was more proactive... Is this something special about Demonesses,

or is it due to other factors? With a thought, he beckoned with his hand

to draw out a piece of paper that was stained with Vice Admiral

Ailment's blood. He wrote down the corresponding sentence and made a

dream divination to search for his target.

In the blurry world, Klein saw Tracy, who had escaped from her spider

webs, looking out the window.

There was a dark and illusory storm around there, making it impossible

for him to know where it was.

Tracy has escaped... She doesn't look sad. She only feels a certain

amount of anger and confusion... Her relationship with the Demoness of

White is so terrible? Or could it be... Just as he was feeling puzzled,

he saw a black flame suddenly ignite and melt his dream away.

He opened his eyes and confirmed that he could no longer use the blood

in his hand to divine the location of Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy. This

meant that a demigod powerhouse had used a mysticism technique to sever

the connection between the two.

Could it be that the Demoness of White Katarina isn't dead yet? This...

Right, when the Red Angel evil spirit answered me, "He" was using

rhetorical questions. He didn't admit it at all... I was channeling the

spirit of a living person! Klein was instantly enlightened as he

hurriedly made another divination. Finally, he confirmed that the

Demoness of White really was still alive.

Indeed, the Red Angel evil spirit's true target isn't the Demoness of

White... Also, combined with the feedback from the progress of my

potion's digestion, is it right for me to say that the Red Angel evil

spirit is weaker than I imagined? "He" hasn't even recovered to the

level of Sequence 2, and he was unable to quickly finish off the

Demoness of White. "He" could only rely on other means to subdue her?

After pondering for a moment, Klein realized he couldn't come to a

conclusion.

He quickly reined in his thoughts and stopped considering the problem.

This was because he had already obtained the information he needed from

Demoness of White Katarina.

Klein put down the piece of paper that was stained with Vice Admiral

Ailment's blood and suddenly chuckled.

Severing the connection between the blood and the body, preventing

powers of divination and prophecy from using it as a medium?

I wonder if it will work when rubbing it on the surface of Groselle's

Travels?

After looking at the piece of paper for a few seconds, Klein temporarily

gave up on the idea of testing it, because there was no need for it.

His focus quickly shifted to the other eight mausoleums of George III.

Ordinary lines of thought shouldn't work. The things that I can come up

with are definitely things that the angels and saints under George III

can figure out as well...

If it wasn't for the fact that the gods have already tacitly allowed

this matter, exposing this matter by printing it on flyers might've been

effective...

Hmm, teleportation nexus... the Tudor Ruins... This...

As he thought about it, a thought suddenly came to his mind. He had an

idea.