Chapter 231

Inside the music box, the strange demon clown subconsciously shuddered all over, and its eyes closed.

A moment later, discovering that no sound rang out again, it breathed a slight sigh of relief and opened its eyes.

Immediately, a trace of annoyance flashed in its eyes.

Perhaps because the fusion with the human named Jack was too thorough, it gained many human emotions, such as fear and cowardice, and these emotions were on par with its cruelty and tyranny as a demon.

Otherwise, Jack would not have been able to persist through the fusion process, and even influence it.

However, it always believed that this was the trickery of that priest from back then; otherwise, it would have been impossible for it not to be able to handle even an ordinary human!

Once it got out, it would definitely find that priest's descendants and kill them fiercely! Torture them fiercely!

But before it could finish fantasizing, the knock, knock, knock sound rang out again.

This time, it heard it very clearly; it was right beside, right beside its current place of refuge...

Outside.

Louis stroked his chin, looking at the music box.

Put the matter of the Nun aside for later; the Warrens haven't encountered this incident yet, so there is still time to prepare. As for now, let's think about ways to fish for demons.

For example... utilizing this strange demon.

He remembered that strange demons were formed by the fall of divine fragments and possessed the ability to grant wishes to a certain extent; they were relatively rare.

And this music box clown was suspected to be a strange demon; since the other party could grant wishes, could he wish for demons?

Louis narrowed his eyes.

Previously, his strength was insufficient, he lacked intelligence on the other party, and he had misgivings.

As for now...

Clap, clap!

He clapped his hands.

Soon, two burly men walked in.

Following Louis's instructions, they brought in a death-row prisoner.

Louis did not waste words, using hallucinations to control the other party, making them turn the four-letter grid on the music box.

Click, click, click... click, click, click...

Because there was no four-letter English word for demon, Louis controlled them to turn to "evil."

Of course, because the term "evil" was too broad, in order to make it more directional, Louis also controlled the hallucinations, trying his best to make the death-row prisoner's mind full of the thought of finding a demon at this moment.

Thereby increasing the accuracy of the direction.

Subsequently, the death-row prisoner turned the handle of the music box, and accompanied by a burst of music, the top of the large music box gradually opened, revealing a pitch-black hole.

"According to the rules, the next step is to sacrifice the lives of six people? That's simple enough."

He casually pressed a button on the wall nearby, and a square hidden opening suddenly opened in the corner of the secret room.

Six bound criminals were slowly transported up from the underground elevator under the guard of two jailers; this was considering that when Louis conducted experiments and practiced techniques, he consumed more human materials.

So he built such a simple, fast, and convenient facility.

The six criminals had balls stuffed in their mouths, looking at the strange scene before them with different expressions in their eyes: cowardice, fear, anger, ferocity...

But it didn't matter.

Louis ignored them entirely.

No matter what their thoughts were, they could not escape the fate of death.

Would a person specifically go to crush an ant just because they were being stared at by one? No, because they wouldn't even see it.

The six criminals were driven to the front of the music box just like that.

However.

It had been so long, where was the clown demon?

Shouldn't it have smelled the fragrance of human souls and immediately rushed out to start harvesting?

Where was the demon?

Louis frowned; when he used the magic-refining method earlier, he had directly forced it out, but now that there were offerings, it wouldn't come out instead?

He walked forward.

With a movement of his mind, a criminal's arm was torn off, and the surging blood along with the arm was thrown into the music box.

Crunch, crunch—

Vaguely, Louis heard the sound of chewing.

He narrowed his eyes instantly.

The power of his Yin Spirit rushed toward the box.

Within the music, there was indeed a narrow space, only about the size to accommodate two people, very crowded; inside the box, some patterns were also carved, as if it were writing the Bible?

This box had a world of its own inside; compared to the size the box itself appeared to be, the two were quite different, which was somewhat magical.

Tsk.

Divine Lord, why didn't you leave me a storage bag, the standard equipment for cultivators? It makes me look at these spatial items with envy now.

Even if you didn't leave one, at least leave the refining method?

So I can refine it myself in the future.

Shaking his head and clearing these thoughts away, Louis controlled the power of his Yin Spirit to forcibly drag out the clown demon that was hiding inside and gnawing on the arm.

"Woo, woo, woo—"

Making whimpering sounds in its mouth, with gray-white cheeks and a strange form, the demon wearing a clown costume was actually clinging tightly to the edge of the music box at this moment, looking as if it didn't want to come out at all.

???

Louis's brow furrowed even deeper.

This is a demon?

Is this really a demon?

Although the few demons from before also begged for mercy, they had never been this spineless? Where did your cruelty, tyranny, and murderous nature go?

His eyes turned cold.

The power of his Yin Spirit suddenly increased, and he dragged it over violently.

Looking at Louis, the clown demon shook its head repeatedly, making blurred syllables in its mouth, "I... am... human..."

"A pack of lies."

Louis slapped it across the face, and the clown demon's expression changed, becoming fierce and angry.

"That's more like it." Louis nodded, controlling the death-row prisoner and sending them in front of it.

Crack!

Just like that.

One after another, in the fear of waiting for death, all six criminals died at the hands of the clown demon.

Accompanied by the death of the criminals, the clown demon took a sudden breath, opened its big mouth as if it were chewing on something, and a satisfied, enjoyable expression appeared on that hideous face.

Clearly, it was eating souls.

In many myths and legends, there are rumors of demons eating souls.

This naturally has a reason; for demons, souls not only have different flavors due to differences in personality, experience, potential, etc., but they can also replenish a demon's appetite, satisfy hunger, and enhance a demon's power.

Theoretically speaking, as long as they eat enough souls, even an ordinary demon can become a Demon King.

Therefore, for demons, souls are irresistible.

The clown demon was clearly no exception.

Accompanied by it finishing the six souls, the rules began to take effect; the clown demon's expression changed, and with a long face, it looked at Louis and slowly returned to the music box step by step.

At the moment before it closed, the clown demon's eyes were staring at Louis, not knowing what it meant.

Click, click, click—

Accompanied by the music box slowly closing.

The handle turned again, and the playful music sounded.

Click!

Finally, the music stopped.

A slip of paper appeared on the ground inexplicably.

Louis controlled it to fly up and began to read it.

The content written on it was very interesting, roughly meaning: "The difficulty of the wish is high, it is difficult to fully realize, and only a part can be realized."

Within the range of several states, when a demon reveals its tracks or exposes its aura, the music box will provide guidance to find its location; this is the way the music box realizes wishes.

Regardless of whether its ability to realize wishes is lackluster or not, to tell the truth, this thing was actually really realizing wishes.

And not playing tricks or plotting conspiracies.

No, that's not right; it's not that it doesn't want to play tricks, but that it cannot; the rules are restricting it!

The creator of this box, that priest, is more powerful than imagined.

Burning the slip of paper, Louis looked at the music box, calculating in his heart.

With this demon compass, he could indeed speed up the progress of collecting demons to advance to the Yang Spirit Realm; not bad, these eerie things must be applied flexibly.

Should he use the Monkey's Paw?

Louis subconsciously thought, but immediately dismissed the idea.

The Monkey's Paw, out of instinct, he still felt something was wrong; he didn't feel it when his cultivation was poor, but now that he was in the Pure Yin Realm, he could already vaguely feel the eeriness of that thing.

Let's talk about it when he reaches the Yang Spirit Realm.

"Next, are these two boxes."

After dealing with one box, there were still two more.

The stone box of the different dimension storing the Moth God, and the box storing the cursed tarot cards related to the demon Erdigi.

(End of chapter)