Chapter 305: After Control, Comes the Harvest

Saloyang had experienced countless situations worse than the current one.

Coming from "Dis," the second layer of the Nine Hells, as a Devil Baron with noble blood, his own personality was far less bloodthirsty and aggressive than those lunatics who had completed their promotion from the "Blood War," and his actual combat ability was also slightly inferior.

But the long lifespan and the nature of chasing souls bestowed by his race still allowed him to accumulate experience that could be called exaggerated over the countless years in the past.

Bewitching hearts, memorizing spell lists, and even the customs and traditions of various places on the Material Plane...

Even the most knowledgeable scholars and professors among mortals would have to bow their heads in shame before him due to a lack of knowledge.

It was impossible for him to be as flustered and at a loss as the rookie adventurer he was currently possessing just because of a little unexpected emergency.

In fact, as early as when he first encountered Xia Nan, before the adventurer squad behind appeared, he had already brewed a backup plan in his heart.

Right now, it was just a step further, prompting him to use more aggressive means to solve the problems he encountered.

One only needed to clarify the goals of the three forces on the field and combine them with his own situation to clearly sort out the key to the problem and find a response plan.

For Saloyang himself, his goal was very simple: remote-control Abi to go to the giant Goblin nest mentioned in the intelligence that had already been exterminated, and search for traces of strange technological artifacts within.

Even the plan itself had already been 90% completed; having arrived at the destination, he only needed a relatively stable environment and a period of time without interference so that he could expand his mental power and carefully inspect it.

And the problem arose right here.

Although he didn't know where the trail was leaked, it was clear that the Hegu Town Adventurer Association had detected his existence and sent an adventurer squad to investigate.

Now, they had even caught up from behind.

Under their entanglement, he would never get the time and environment for the careful search in the plan.

So the top priority was to deal with these annoying adventurers cleanly so that they wouldn't get in the way.

As for that Xia Nan...

Just through his performance just now, Saloyang could roughly determine that the other party was not sent by other forces to stop him; it should just be a chance encounter.

When the adventurer squad had not yet appeared, he had the patience to wait for the other party to finish dealing with the loot and leave before acting.

But now, although he felt repulsed by the mixed aura emitted by his soul, when the battle truly started... clearly, he couldn't care about so much.

At worst, after killing the other party, he would leave the soul alone; whether it ascended to some God Kingdom later or was taken away by something else, it had nothing to do with him.

Even if there were some big shots who wanted revenge later, they couldn't possibly break into Hell to find his true form; the respected 【Iron Duke】 Mr. "Dispater" would not let such an existence act wantonly before the Iron Throne.

After pondering slightly in his heart, synthesizing all the above factors—

Saloyang decided to clear the field.

It was just that, right now, he was only a projection of consciousness, and even had some consumption in the battle with the Corrosive Monster; his own power was no longer enough to achieve the crushing of these few adventurers.

He needed more.

He had to mobilize more power from his true body located in Hell.

And this required a channel.

Coming from outside the Material Plane, Saloyang could not and dared not just transmit his evil energy in out of thin air.

It was like wanting to send fresh water from a lake to the ocean thousands of kilometers away.

He didn't need to work hard to dig river channels and groom the terrain in between.

For the few adventurers on the field, just scooping up a bucket from the lake and manually transporting it to the distant ocean was enough.

And Abi... was the best candidate responsible for "transporting water."

Saloyang needed the other party's native Material Plane body and soul to serve as a carrier for his power.

And the premise for such an operation was that he held the ownership of the other party's body and soul under the rules of the world.

He needed... to sign a contract.

For a Devil from the depths of Hell, this was by no means a problem.

The timing was already ripe; for the foolish young man who had regarded him as a spiritual belief under days of bewitchment, just a slight provocation of emotions was enough to make him take that final step that would cause him to fall into the abyss.

"Lord Saloyang, they seem to be coming for me."

"What should I do... what should I do?"

The gazes from the veteran professionals, gathering on him as if they were tangible, made Abi at this moment appear at a loss.

He didn't even hear Xia Nan's inquiry on the other side.

He just asked for help in a chaotic manner from the "Angel Saint" who had become his entire reliance in his heart over these past few days, with a pale face.

"Don't be afraid, I am here."

An unprecedented sense of safety and reliability, a hoarse and magnetic male voice, quietly rang in his mind in a warm and intimate way.

Under the effect of this voice, Abi's originally panicked and fearful heart was gradually soothed, and even his body stopped trembling.

"Lord Saloyang, I am only one person, and I haven't even obtained a class level; I am definitely not the opponent of these people."

"Can, can you take me and run away?"

Under the comfort of the male voice, Abi recovered a little ability to think and wanted to leave this place that made him feel dangerous and uneasy as soon as possible.

But as soon as the words fell, that male voice seemed to have already sensed his inner thoughts, and burst out in his cranial cavity with a volume that was clearly louder and couldn't help but make him concentrate all his attention to listen carefully:

"Run away?"

"At this point, Abi... do you still want to escape?"

"I am very disappointed."

Lord Saloyang, who had always encouraged and comforted him, suddenly used such a tone, making Abi panic instantly, and he hurriedly explained:

"I didn't..."

"It's not like that, Lord Saloyang."

"I just wanted to..."

Before he could finish his words, he was directly interrupted by the other party.

"Escape? Abi, where exactly do you want to escape to?"

"Feeling that life in the village has no hope, disliking the hard work of farming with your parents every day, so you escaped to Hegu Town, fantasizing that becoming a so-called 'adventurer' would change your life."

"You were lucky enough to meet a good captain, but then felt that killing Goblins all day earned too little and was too restricted, so you escaped the squad, wanting to come out and find work yourself to earn big money."

"Losing the protection of a guide, with average ability, you earned even less and were more tired than before; in the end, you could only go to kill Goblins... still escaping, escaping to the wine table and the casino, wasting your precious time and energy on those meaningless things."

"Abi, you should have a brighter and more beautiful future."

"But every time difficulty accompanies opportunity, you always choose to escape, so you miss out again and again."

"At this point, do you still want to escape?"

Days of bewitchment had long since figured out the young man's past.

Without mercy, Saloyang tore open the last layer of fig leaf in the other party's heart, placing Abi's regrets and unwillingness, which he had never revealed to anyone else, straightforwardly on the table.

Struck at his pain point, the green-faced young adventurer stood frozen in place, his face showing a complex expression after the intertwining of various emotions such as regret, anger, and hatred.

"No..." A dry voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat; the palm tightly gripping the sword hilt turned white due to excessive force, and his arm trembled uncontrollably. ===== CHAPTER 306 =====