“I’m chasing the old witch and Trede. They’re running deep into the mountain.”
“Where are you? We’re coming to help you.”
“Even if you’re here, you can’t catch them, so don’t come here and make the situation messier,” Chen Zhao said.
“Chen, we found a few corpses in the old witch’s house. They were killed in the last day or two, and they’re all residents in this town. She might have possibly already collected enough sacrificial souls.”
Chen Zhao was rather surprised. He did not expect the old witch and Trede who had been acting very carefully to suddenly kill a few people in the past few days. They had changed their style completely and started killing random people.
This being the case, there was even more reason for Chen Zhao to not let the two off.
Nobody knew what they would do after successfully summoning the demon.
Winry was an old witch and she had already turned herself into a monster.
Trede was a human-demon hybrid, although his demonic bloodline was very weak.
It was obvious that the two of them would do nothing good.
Finally, Chen Zhao managed to catch up with Winry and Trede.
They had already reached the big pit which was supposed to be the Gate of Hell. The two parties entered a stalemate.
“Winry, why did you come here? We’re still short of three sacrificial souls.” Trede was in an even worse state than Winry.
The angelic crystal caused greater damage to him than to Winry, because he had just activated his demonic bloodline and turned temporarily into a demon.
However, he was a very inferior one. In fact, his only change was his physical form.
He was not a subordinate demon and also had no abilities of his own. Thus, he could not at all mitigate the damage caused by the angelic crystal.
On the other hand, while Winry looked like she had lost one arm and one leg, she had received mostly physical damage.
Chen Zhao and Sienna had thought that shooting Winry with angelic crystal bullets would cause severe damage.
However, this was not the case. Winry’s soul was almost unharmed.
“Ha… In the last two days, I killed another two people whom I didn’t like.” Winry gave a hoarse laughter.
Hearing her voice, Chen Zhao felt really uncomfortable.
Trede looked at Chen Zhao. “So… Kill him, and we can complete the sacrificial ritual.”
Winry also glanced at Chen Zhao. “He’s a big trouble now. In comparison, you’re much weaker.”
“Wait… What are you doing?!” Trede’s face paled in horror.
He realized what Winry was going to do.
Winry was indeed a psychologically abnormal old witch. Trede knew well how wicked she was.
She had brought him here not to save him or to share their gains, but as the last sacrifice for the ritual!
“Oh you know what I’m doing.” As Winry gave out a series of strange laughter, she took out two bottles and smashed them on the edge of the pit.
The two sacrificial souls escaped from the bottles. They wanted to leave, but a mysterious force dragged them into the pit.
“Save me… Save me…” the two souls called, but they could not resist the attraction and were still sucked into the pit.
In the end, they disappeared into the bottomless darkness. The pit seemed to have turned deeper and darker.
The vines on the inner side of the pit started to climb up at a noticeable speed.
Winry looked at Chen Zhao. “Hey, aren’t you coming to stop me? If you don’t do it now, you wouldn’t have the chance anymore.”
Although Winry sounded relaxed, she did not dare to underestimate Chen Zhao at all.
Chen Zhao had something that could inflict severe harm to her. Even now, she had no idea what it was.
Trede had only been hit by such a small white crystal and he was already like this at the moment.
Chen Zhao stared at Winry and Trede, his eyes sparkling. Suddenly, he smiled.
“Since you want to summon a demon so badly, I’ll let you. Please.”
Chen Zhao’s words alerted Winry instead. She did not believe that Chen Zhao would allow her to complete the ritual so easily.
He must be planning to attack me when the ritual begins! In this case, I wouldn’t be able to fight back for a while, which puts me in a really dangerous situation…
Therefore, Winry did not even dare to start the ritual before killing Chen Zhao.
Winry glanced at Trede who was on the ground and then threw a purple potion before him. “Trede, drink this.”
“What’s this? Do you think I’ll listen to you again?” Trede stared at Winry in enmity.
“This can help you to recover,” Winry said.
“Do you think I’ll believe you?”
“I made this blood potion with living humans’ blood. It can not only heal you, but also grant you immense power for a short period of time.”
Chen Zhao frowned. Blood potion!
He was not unfamiliar with blood potions, of course, because they were recorded in the demonic medical book.
However, Chen Zhao remembered that many components needed to make a blood potion could only be found in Hell.
Moreover, blood potions were supposed to greatly enhance one’s demonic bloodline. Even Chen Zhao did not have enough materials to craft one at the moment.
Winry had to spend so much time and effort to merely summon a demon. How could she obtain so many materials from Hell?
One possibility was that while the two kinds of blood potions had the same name, they had very different functions, or perhaps Winry had used a few alternative materials from the human world to make the blood potion.
As for how effective the potion really was, only she would know.
However, judging from her look, she was certainly not trying to help Trede.
“Trede, we can only live if we kill him together,” Winry said. “Only if we kill him, you will no longer need to be the sacrifice, and our plan can also be successfully completed. However, if we don’t kill him, our plan will fail, and more importantly, you can’t ever return to your normal life.”
Trede’s eyes glittered in thought. In the end, he still grabbed the blood potion, broke the bottle, and poured the purple liquid into his mouth.
Very soon, he felt a power being released in his body.
Puff… Puff… Trede’s burnt skin began to recover. However, he did not feel better. In fact, he felt even worse instead.
“Why do I feel like…”
“The blood potion can temporarily boost your strength, but it also has a small side effect.”
“What?”
“From now on, you’ll become very bloodthirsty, just like a vampire.”
“You dare to fool me!” Trede stared furiously at Winry.
“Internal conflict is no good for either of us. It’ll only benefit the Asian. Stop him for ten minutes, just ten!”
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