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If he had known earlier, he would never have stimulated her!
"Rocky! McCarthy! It's all your fault!!"
Beelzebub muttered to himself in horror, desperately trying to escape from Huaduparieu, and looking back from time to time.
Now he just knows to run away.
At worst, if it comes back again in a hundred years, all these humans will be dead by then, and he still has plenty of opportunities and time!
Just as Beelzebub was thinking, he felt his forehead was suddenly pressed by a pair of cold and biting hands.
Before he could react, the huge force that seemed to tear his soul apart had already dragged him away from the sky.
In an instant, the world was spinning, and Beelzebub felt that his internal organs were violently churning, and he was falling from the sky uncontrollably.
The loud noise was deafening.
Beelzebub slammed into the hard ground on the south bank of Parrieu!
Dust was flying, sand and stones were flying, and circles of spider web cracks spread on the ground, mercilessly burying his body.
“Ugh… cough… cough…!”
Beelzebub gathered his consciousness with difficulty, sweet blood pouring out of his mouth, and the senses on his face were distorted by the severe pain.
Red flames, redder than blood, burst out from the ground, scorching Beelzebub until he let out a shrill scream.
But Beelzebub had no time to care about this, because there was only room for one figure in his eyes - the red-haired evil ghost clutching his head.
Instinct prompted Beelzebub to fight back, and dark blue cursed flames instantly spurted out from his fingertips, overwhelmingly roaring towards Inoan, and even the air in its path became rotten and withered.
Facing this cursed flame that could seriously injure an ordinary eighth-level person, Inoan remained motionless. The red flames that were several times more powerful were raging and dancing around her. It seemed that this cursed flame could not leave any trace on her body.
She stood quietly, her expression gradually distorted, and the corners of her lips raised into a cruel angle.
Pain was just a ridiculous concept to her.
"Extremely stupid..."
Inoan's voice was like the eulogy of the Lord of Hell, faintly echoing in the sea of fire.
The next moment, Inoan flicked her wrist, and red flames roared out, instantly engulfing Beelzebub's cursed flames. She pressed Beelzebub's head and kept smashing it to the ground, making the entire south bank of the building tremble. Even if the ground collapsed and turned into a deep pit, she still couldn't stop her from holding Beelzebub down and abusing him like a thin jackal.
Beelzebub's face was as pale as paper.
He frantically gathered all his magic power and erected one defense barrier after another in front of him, but in front of that destructive spark, all defenses seemed so fragile.
And this crazy woman is not afraid of pain. As long as she is not beaten to death, she will exchange injuries for injuries to the end.
After being targeted by her, he couldn't run away or block him. Fighting her was pure abuse. At most, he could only cause a bunch of ineffective damage to her and take away half of her life!
Beelzebub didn't understand why he had to provoke such a thing!
His defense was easily torn apart, and the rubble instantly swallowed up Beelzebub's body, dragging him into a red-hot purgatory fire.
The devil's heart-rending cry echoed in the rainy night, the pain was extreme and despair filled the air.
"We should have no grievances!! Destroy the Bishop!!"
Beelzebub fought hard and burned Ivanos with the flames of the curse.
However, Ivanos seemed to feel no pain and did not let go of her hand from beginning to end, constantly piercing Beelzebub's body with pillars of scarlet fire.
"Hehehehe."
Blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she gradually revealed a twisted smile,
"I only know that torturing you makes me feel extremely happy."
Sirens rang over the entire capital of Parieux.
"Warning, emergency announcement."
"An eighth-level battle took place in Area 1 on the south bank of Parrieu."
"An eighth-level battle occurred."
"Please nearby residents to evacuate as quickly as possible."
"The combatant is suspected to be the demons responsible for spreading the curse, and the second combatant is suspected to be Bishop Ivanos of Destruction."
……
Less than half an hour later.
North Shore District 4, Earl of Baptiste Garden.
The raindrops hit the water and splashed into waves.
The fountain in the center of the garden had stopped functioning, and several marble sculptures lay scattered in the pool, falling apart.
The water that was once crystal clear is now turbid, with branches, fallen leaves and broken bricks floating in it.
The flowerbeds on both sides were not spared the damage, nor were the tall beech and oak trees in the depths of the garden. Their straight and majestic trunks were covered with charred marks, their branches were broken, and countless broken leaves were fluttering in the strong wind.
Ino'an held the heel of a charred demon corpse without a human form, and walked step by step to Count Baptiste's house.
Everything she saw was different from the sunny Earl of Baptiste's mansion in her short memory.
She lowered her head and looked at herself. The once spotless maid's skirt was now soaked in blood and full of charred holes.
This was not at all etiquette, but it didn't matter anymore.
The heavy rain was still pouring down, washing away her mangled body and the pool of blood and mud beneath her feet.
The thunder gradually faded away, the night shrouded by wind and rain began to gradually become quieter, and the rain seemed to be getting lighter.
When Inoan finally came to the gate of Earl Baptiste's house, everyone in the Earl's family was stunned.
Her body was covered with large and small wounds, some of which were deep enough to the bone, and red blood was still flowing, but there was no trace of pain on her face.
"..."
Their eyes widened as they looked at the maid in front of them, covered in blood and trauma, and for a moment they didn't know how to speak.
"It's okay now."
Inoan's voice did not rise or fall.
Just like when she first came to the Earl's Mansion, everything was strange.
After the dark magic book was crushed by her and completely burned, all the demons woke up.
She threw Beelzebub's body out like trash.
Earl Baptiste has a butler called Rocky. Everyone in the aristocratic circle on the north bank of Huadu knows that he is very strong. He can easily explain how their family defeated the culprit demon, so there is no need for her to teach Earl Baptiste anything. This family It should be dealt with naturally next.
"Take out the employment contract."
She looked at Count Baptiste and said coldly.
Count Baptiste immediately ran back to the mansion, and it didn't take long before he found a contract and handed it to her.
This is just a work contract, and it doesn't have too many restrictions. If the Bishop of Destruction wanted to kill them, he could have done it long ago.
Inoan took the contract, and soon the book was burned into ashes and floated into the sky.
"We have nothing to do with each other since then."
Inoan said, preparing to turn around.
"Inoan!"
A call broke the dead silence. Christina looked pale and rushed over impatiently, tears blurring her beautiful eyes.
She was tired just now, but she still managed to wake up despite the severe pain all over her body.
She always had the feeling that if she didn't wake up now, she might never see Ino'an again.
But to her surprise, Inoan took a step back and avoided Christina's arms.
She glanced at the girl indifferently.
"Miss, please respect yourself."
Inoan's voice was cold and biting, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.
"But...but why? Ino'an, you are so seriously injured, let me help you bandage..."
Christina's voice was choked. She was sure that Inoan still remembered her, but her attitude at the moment was as if she didn't remember. Christina's crystal tears couldn't stop flowing down her cheeks.
"..."
"Inoan, don't leave. As long as you continue to be Inoan and don't change back, no matter who you were before, I will treat you as Inoan and stay with me, okay?"
Christina could no longer control her surging emotions and took two steps closer to Inoan.
She felt that if she didn't stay at this moment, she might never see Enoch again.
Now Yinuo'an's body is filled with a sense of distance from her, which is not the same world.
"No need, I've already paid you back your medicine money."
Inoan didn't answer her, just let the rain wet her hair and cover her forehead.
"Inoan, I can cure you. I will buy you the best medicine. You will recover soon! Don't leave, okay?"
Christina burst into tears and grabbed Inoan's shoulders with all her strength.
"Go away."
Inoan threw Christina away and let Christina fall to the ground.
Indifference once again enveloped her face, as if she had already cut off this fruitless relationship.
"Inoan!"
Christina cried and climbed to her feet.
She wanted to grab Inoan's hand, but she only caught a piece of cold nothingness, and her delicate wrist couldn't help but tremble with grief.
Inoan obviously saved her, but also destroyed the contract and wanted to cut off the relationship with them.
Otherwise, once this contract is found by the security agency of the United Kingdom Council, analyzing the magical properties on it may also involve accusations of assisting the Resurrection Church.
"Christina, goodbye."
After all, Inoan still couldn't stand the crying.