All Gods: I am a master of all professions, who dares to oppose me?

"take it."

Fang Chang picked up the San Venganza Contract and tossed it lightly to the feet of the Witchheart Demon.

Huh? You really gave it to me?

Without hesitation, Wu Xinmo picked up the Sanctuary Vangel's Contract, feeling a sense of absurdity.

This man... is actually so trustworthy?

Having obtained the contract, Wu Xinmo chose to use it without hesitation. Regardless of what the man's plans were, as long as she gained powerful strength...

Then, everything will no longer be a problem!

The San Venganza Contract, having lost its power, vanished into ashes, and the ruins of the town of San Venganza began to stir!

From countless dark corners, rustling noises emanated simultaneously, like the sound of wind blowing through weeds, or perhaps the chirping of insects. Listening more closely, one would discover…

This is the whisper of the soul!

Hundreds and thousands of souls, tempted by the devil, were finally freed after more than a hundred years of torment!

They crawled out from between the bricks, awoke from the grass, and rolled out from among the dead trees!

The pitch-black souls, like swallows returning to their nests, rushed to enter the body of the Witchheart Demon!

"Ghosts...ghosts...ghosts!!" The roars of the dead began to echo in the air as they called out the same name in unison.

Countless ghosts howled and churned, and dark clouds gathered over the town, as if witnessing the birth of a demon king!

"Underestimating your opponent is the biggest mistake you've ever made."

In the heart of the town, where the spirits of the dead lingered, this sentence echoed.

"I will extract your soul and lock it forever in the deepest part of this new hell, so that you may suffer eternal torment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist dissipated completely. The Demon Heart of Witch, who had absorbed the power of countless dead souls, opened his eyes, revealing a pair of red pupils that looked as if they were dripping blood!

"With so much spittle, you're bound to get beaten up eventually."

Seeing that the Demonic Heart of the Witch had been purified, Fang Chang chose to take action directly.

In a flash, Fang Chang disappeared from the spot.

"Hmm?" Wu Xinmo tilted his head, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart. But before he could realize something was wrong, a fist wrapped in golden light attacked from behind!

Intense golden energy surged and roared on the fist. Wu Xinmo only had time to turn his head slightly before he was hit by this unexpected punch!

Snapped! !

Like overripe fruit, mercilessly crushed by a truck!

Even though it was only slightly grazed, the head of the Demonic Witch was still blown apart, and the foul-smelling black liquid painted a strange oil painting on the surrounding ruins!

Despite his successful strike, Fang Chang remained vigilant.

In the original storyline, Johnny took the musket that Carter Slay gave him, modified it with Hellfire, and unleashed a powerful attack that dealt maximum physical and magical damage, turning the Witchheart Demon into a complete mess.

Even so, the Witchheart Demon, blessed by countless dead souls, can still be restored to its original state!

Perhaps it was the countless souls that gave the Witch Heart Demon countless lives?

Johnny was finally able to defeat the Witchheart Demon because the Witchheart Demon's arrogance gave him an opportunity to get close. Then, Johnny had a flash of inspiration and used the Eye of Repentance to ignite the dead souls within the Witchheart Demon's body, which allowed him to narrowly defeat the Witchheart Demon!

Therefore, Fang Chang is now facing a Witch Heart Demon who is wearing countless layers of resurrection armor.

Sure enough, just as Dracula was about to open the champagne for his master ahead of time, the headless corpse of the Witchheart Demon, which was swaying precariously, suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and vanished into nothingness!

"Are you looking for me?"

The smug voice of the witch heart demon came from the side.

"I am now..."

"So much nonsense."

Without giving Wu Xinmo a chance to recite his lines, Fang Chang bent his calves slightly and then shot out like an arrow!

The intense golden energy almost liquefied, forming a shimmering golden robe on the rectangular body surface!

"barbarian!!"

Seeing Fang Chang attacking relentlessly again, Wu Xinmo spread his arms, and streams of black ghosts surged out from the shadow behind him, then transformed into a sharp spike that pierced towards Fang Chang!

Point to point!

In mid-air, Fang Chang's magical tentacles suddenly opened. Just as he was about to be struck by the black spikes, several magical tentacles climbed onto the spikes and, as if they had wrapped around a solid object, exerted force, changing Fang Chang's direction!

After dodging the attack, the magical tentacles pulled at the black spikes, using the force to propel Fang Chang toward the main body of the Witchheart Demon at an even faster speed!

A blinding golden light exploded within the black domain of the Witch Heart Demon, and a pair of strong, powerful hands finally pressed down on his newly grown head.

"Spirit Contract... 10,000 activations!"

A barely audible voice rang in Wu Xinmo's ears. His face still held a ruthless expression, but the next second, his entire body suddenly froze!

The attack has been launched on another level!

In a desert that reeked of sulfur and was constantly burning, Wu Xinmo looked around in shock.

Unlike Dracula, as the "son of the Lord of Hell," the Witchheart Demon was quite knowledgeable. He immediately realized that he had been pulled into the mental world!

Suddenly, a golden light, completely out of place with its surroundings, shone behind him!

A small knife made of golden energy!

"Ding~"

Without even looking, Wu Xinmo struck out with a palm, knocking away the uncomfortable aura.

Then, he stared at his palm, which had a tiny cut, and frowned.

Suddenly, another golden light shone from his crotch!

A hint of impatience appeared on Wu Xinmo's face. With a surge of black energy, he directly shattered the golden light.

"Hmph, you think you can deal with me with this kind of trick?"

"You think 'Son of the Lord of Hell' is just a funny title?!"

In the vast and desolate spiritual world, Wu Xinmo finally finished reciting his lines.

Then, he raised his head and let out a long howl. Countless ugly figures, like melting asphalt, burst out from his body and continuously filled his mental space.

Outside, Wu Xinmo's previously tightly closed blood-red eyes suddenly opened!

"Next, it's my turn!"

The Demon of the Witch's Heart grinned, revealing a gaping maw that covered most of its face, its fine, sharp teeth gleaming with a chilling light!

He suddenly pushed off with both legs, and a headless body flew backward!

He sacrificed a small portion of his soul's body to break free from Fang Chang's soul imprisonment!

A mocking smile appeared on the head that was still being held down by Fang Changda's large hand. He felt that his body had been completely freed from its restraints, and all he had to do was self-destruct this remnant soul...

"what are you laughing at?"

Fang Chang suddenly pressed his face close to the head of the Demonic Heart of the Witch, the intense golden energy fiercely burning the remnant soul.

"Forget it, what's the point of asking about a dead man?" Just as Wu Xinmo was about to mock Fang Chang in pain, Fang Chang muttered something indifferently and then crushed his head.

dead?

You'll find out who's really dead in a minute!

Wu Xinmo cursed inwardly.

The next moment, his lingering consciousness suddenly sensed something was wrong; it seemed as if his body was being blocked.

What could possibly protect one's own mortal body from the ravages of death?!