Chapter 1021 Controlling the battle within a controllable range
Although he knew that William was very likely to do so, he would not risk swallowing the soul of a great demon like him.
Even if they were replaced by others, Mephisto would still like his soul to enter their bodies, just so that he can deal with his opponents from the inside.
But he was cunning, suspicious, and thought too much, and he was afraid that William, who was already a legendary mage, really had the ability to be like a demon and not afraid of soul backlash.
"I swear to the throne of Satan that as long as you release this part of my soul, you will immediately drive Seth out of my territory and never interfere with anything between him and you from now on."
With a roar, the voice of the will of the hell dimension responded to William's ears again.
After hearing the response from the dimensional will, William also breathed a sigh of relief. He had the talent of a demon and didn't have to worry about increasing his mental power.
Who knows if Mephisto's soul will actually mutate and become neither human nor ghost after swallowing it.
"One code for another, man, giving up Seth is what you should do," William said with a smile, "If you want me to let go of your soul, no problem,
But you have to exchange it for something else, such as the soul fragment you just swallowed, or something else."
"Is this human being that important to you?"
Hearing that William was willing to negotiate terms, Mephisto relaxed and understood that even the jealous souls of Set and John Wick could not hold onto him.
But he could not let go so easily, and at the same time he could not lose his dignity, and the devil's nature of only being able to enter and not get out made him hesitate.
Seeing Mephisto's hesitation, William squinted his eyes, the holy light in his hand became brighter and brighter, and said with an unabashed threat, "Are you going to change or not?"
Mephisto, whose entire face began to turn black after being burned by the holy light, had to vomit out the soul fragments that had entered his stomach, but again he mischievously blew the fragments directly into the unconscious John Wick's body.
William frowned and looked at John Wick, who had a little bit of black smoke coming out of his body. It would not be so easy to clean up the contaminated soul now.
If the polluted soul is not combined with the whole soul, William will not feel any burden when purifying it. After all, the part of the soul related to jealousy is, to put it bluntly, a negative emotion.
If you use holy light to purify it, no matter how bad it is, it will only destroy the integrity of the jealous soul. For John Wick, it may be a good thing.
But now the entire soul is polluted. If William tries to purify it again, if he doesn't do it right, John Wick will go to the West or become an idiot directly.
And from now on, he will be completely inseparable from Hell and Mephisto.
Seeing William's frown, Mephisto said proudly, "The soul fragment has been returned, why don't you let me go."
William was stunned, shook his head and sighed, "As expected of a great devil, it doesn't matter if he harms others but does not benefit himself."
Mephisto bared his fangs and smiled, "As long as my soul is immortal, everything else doesn't matter, and you didn't say you asked me to hand over the soul fragments to you first."
"boom".
The Sentinel armor wrapped around his fist, and William punched Mephisto's ugly face, causing the corners of his mouth to twist and several fangs to break and fly out.
Looking at his face that was distorted by anger and pain, William smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I said I would spare your soul, but I didn't say I wouldn't beat you."
Mephisto, who had been punched, was secretly happy in his heart. He pretended to be angry and irrational and said in a hateful voice, "Come on, you loser, trash, you haven't eaten. If I ask for mercy, it's not Mephisto."
Fisto".
"Bang", William punched him again. After feeling a little better, he immediately reacted.
These demons are really experts at playing tricks. If you think about it for a moment, you will understand that Mephisto is deliberately irritating him.
Once the punch is too hard, the projection will be scattered, and the soul in the projection will be expelled back to hell by the will of the main material plane.
William put away the holy light, straightened Mephisto's collar with his own hands, and said with a smile, "You want to be the devil of Satan, don't be so stingy, man.
How about I apologize and you help me expel the pollution from John Wick’s soul?”
As soon as the holy light was put away, Mephisto's exposed fangs and sharp horns quickly disappeared and returned to the appearance of a middle-aged man.
But he was not only unhappy, but secretly regretful, and felt uneasy because William took the initiative to apologize.
"Okay, okay, I forgive you, why don't you let me go now."
"That's right, buddy." William laughed and patted Mephisto on the shoulder. This action immediately frightened him into smiling. When William looked over, he immediately resumed his bright smile.
William also pretended not to notice Mephisto's stiff expression, "Since we are friends, can you tell me how Heaven contacts you?"
"This, this, I can't say it, and I don't dare to say it."
Looking at Mephisto with a tangled expression, William frowned. Could it be the connection between the wills of the two dimensions?
After being startled, William suddenly said, "How about you use the name of the Throne of Satan and swear an oath that if you have any contact or cooperation with heaven in the future, you will never be able to sit on the Throne of Satan?"
"me,,".
"Stop me, mine," William interrupted, "If you don't take this oath, what do you think I will think? Continue to let you, an old ghost, and Heaven join forces to plot against me?"
After thinking for a moment, Mephisto easily sold Heaven and swore an oath on the throne of Satan.
After hearing a rumbling sound again, William did not release the spatial confinement.
Instead, Gaga smiled with a smile on his face and said, "Now that we have come to this point, man, why don't you swear again that you will not do anything detrimental to my relatives in the future."
If William was not trustworthy and had to swear again, Mephisto couldn't help shouting angrily, "fku, William Devonshire, don't push yourself too far."
"Look, I didn't ask you to swear not to deal with me anymore, but I asked you to swear never to target my relatives. I've already left you some room."
William squinted his eyes, his eyes emitting danger signals, "Or do you already have ideas about dealing with my family? Don't force me to desperately lead the stellar energy to your territory."
"I, I", Mephisto wanted to say no, but without saying these words, he knew that the trick he had just used to calculate John Wick's soul made William more wary of him.
Mephisto secretly regretted that he shouldn't have forgotten that for the sake of temporary pleasure, compared with William, plotting against a small person like John Wick was completely outweighed by the gain.
It's fine now, and it just gave William an excuse to grab his soul and talk about something.
It not only forces him to no longer join forces with Heaven, but also restrains the evil tricks that the devil is good at and prevents him from attacking William's relatives.
But then he thought about it, and Mephisto suddenly felt that it would not be a good thing for him to let a ruthless and insidious villain like William, who was willing to use stars to destroy hell, to rest assured.
From now on, the battles between them can be limited to a controllable range, and they will not turn into life-and-death battles at every turn.