Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

The councilor struggled to speak:

"Relax, let go!"

His role is that of a mage.

I never imagined I would be choked in my life.

In particular, Yang Xiao's physical strength is ridiculously powerful.

The councilor kept patting Yang Xiao's arm:

"I...I give up!"

The councilor never imagined that after following Satan and becoming one of the strongest warriors in the world, he would encounter such rogue tactics!

Yang Xiao frowned:

"You can still talk? I'm really..."

Yang Xiao exerted even more force, his entire body leaning backward:

"I really should start exercising more!"

The councilor was completely out of breath, his eyes wide open.

Honestly, even in death, he didn't want to die in such a suffocating way.

This was the first time he had encountered an opponent like Yang Xiao.

Despite possessing immense power and the ability to confront him head-on, he chose to discard his weapons and equipment, making a desperate gamble with a sneak attack.

If I were to die such a miserable death, I would have no face to face Satan in hell!

The councilor laboriously beckoned with his finger.

The Dark Staff was sensed and fell into the hands of the councilor.

The councilor's fingers sliced ​​along the edge of the staff, and eerie black flames surged from the dark staff.

The moment the black flames touched the councilor, black flames shot out from the councilor's eyes!

Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes and frowned.

He sensed that the old man he had locked up had changed his aura.

It was a feeling that was both familiar and strange.

The Speaker of Parliament's health has changed.

The flesh and blood receded, leaving behind a black skeleton with black soul fire in its eyes.

His hand bones gripped Yang Xiao's arm, and he began to wrestle with Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted!

He was horrified to discover that his strength was no match for the councilor he had locked up, who had turned into a black skeleton!

"You bastard!"

The councilor roared, grabbed Yang Xiao's arm, and flung him over his head.

"boom!"

Yang Xiao was slammed heavily against the wall.

Even the walls, which were protected by a dark barrier, were cracked upon impact.

Yang Xiao was dazed and confused after being thrown around, but he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately flipped over and jumped up, watching the councilor warily.

This feeling is familiar; it's like I've sensed it somewhere before...

Where is it?

Yang Xiao remembered.

I once felt this oppressive aura on the Jinghe Dragon King.

Yang Xiao looked completely puzzled.

Could it be that this old guy became a god in just a few seconds?

The councilor walked towards him, the soul fire in his empty eye sockets radiating savagery and murderous intent.

"I can only use the 'Death's Descent' technique twice."

It was originally used once to deal with dusk, and another time to intimidate the Cowherd.

I never imagined it would be used on a mere mortal like you!

Black flames were coming out of his mouth as he spoke.

Yang Xiao understood.

It truly is the power of God.

Ordinary hell messengers borrow power from the devil.

And this old guy actually borrowed power from the Grim Reaper!

wrong.....

Yang Xiao was lost in confusion.

The master once said that Death had fallen, killed by Satan and Lucifer.

Yang Xiao slowly turned his gaze to the staff on the ground.

Could it be that Satan turned Death's corpse into a staff?

Without further thought, Yang Xiao quickly stood up, pulled out his decapitation axe from the shadows, and charged towards the councilor.

The councilor didn't flinch, letting Yang Xiao's axe strike his shoulder with a crisp metallic clang.

Yang Xiao's offensive continued, his fist swinging towards the senator's skull.

After delivering the punch, the councilor looked at Yang Xiao coldly, while Yang Xiao felt his fist go numb from the impact.

The councilor reached out, grabbed Yang Xiao by the neck, and slowly lifted him up, saying:

"Twilight is about to die, so why should you risk your life for it?"

Since you're so loyal to Twilight, then you might as well be buried with him in advance!

The councilor exerted force with his long arm.

"Click."

Yang Xiao's neck was broken, and the councilor casually tossed him on the ground like trash.

To the Speaker's surprise, Yang Xiao turned over and stood up again.

But... his head was limp and tilted to one side:

Will Mr. Twilight die?

Let reading always be a chapter faster than others.

"Hehehe... You can't even kill me, yet you dare to say you can kill my master?"

The embers of the senator's soul flickered in his eyes:

"The death at dusk is an inevitable trend."

His very existence is against... the will of God!

Yang Xiao grabbed his head, trying to straighten it.

But once the bones are broken, there's no way to restore them to normal.

We can only wait for this body to heal itself.

Yang Xiao simply stopped touching his head and dragged the decapitation axe toward the councilor:

"Divine will?"

"My Lord, your status is so noble, what can a god possibly calculate?"

Yang Xiao quickened his pace and slammed the decapitation axe down on the councilor once more.

The councilor gripped the axe blade with one hand:

"The game laid out in hell can only be played out after death at dusk."

Do you really think that twilight is more noble than the Avici Hell?

Before long, at most half a month, there will be no more Shop Zero antiques, and no more owners.

The councilor suddenly grabbed the long axe and punched Yang Xiao in the stomach.

With that punch, all of Yang Xiao's ribs were broken!

A mouthful of blood mixed with specks of gold spurted out of Yang Xiao's mouth.

"dusk?

Heh, just remnants of poison from ancient times.

Hell has been waiting for this day to come for thousands of years.

Can a thousand years of scheming and waiting compare to that still-unawakened cancer?

The councilor's foot was planted firmly on Yang Xiao's heart as he coldly said:

"After the Zero Antique Shop closes down and the manager dies, twilight falls."

This world will return to its former glory, without any more obstacles.

This is the will of God, the way of Heaven, and the wish of all living beings!

The councilor exerted force.

"Snap!"

He could feel the heart and spine of the person beneath his feet being crushed by his footing.

The councilor stomped on Yang Xiao several times in anger.

This was purely out of anger.

Satan bestowed upon the Death Staff, and although its power can be used normally, the Death's Descent technique can only be used three times.

The first time was when the Dark Council was first established, when it fought with the Cowherd.

At that time, I was a high-ranking member of the Taiping Dao.

When they arrived in the United States to carry out the mission of the Way of Peace, they got involved in an unusual incident.

Because of that incident, he was noticed by a powerful figure in Hell, obtained the Death Staff, and established the Dark Council of Hell.

The Cowherd, under the orders of the Goddess of Light, was to eliminate himself, the traitor.

In that battle, the Cowherd lost a lot of his memories, which can only be slowly recovered over time.

It was because of that battle that the Cowherd was willing to stand on the same level as himself and engage in dialogue.

The second time, it was used on this minor character!

After venting his anger, the councilor was shocked to discover that Yang Xiao was still alive!

Although it couldn't speak, it kept looking at me with a mocking gaze.

The councilor squinted his eyes:

"Your body is quite interesting."

The councilor crouched down and reached out to grab Yang Xiao's ghostly glove on his left hand.

Yang Xiao immediately understood what the councilor was going to do, and before the gloves were removed, he sank the decapitation axe into the shadows.

The councilor used a little force to remove the ghostly glove.

The moment the Ghost Gloves were removed, all the shadows beneath Yang Xiao's feet that didn't belong to him vanished into the deepest shadows of the hotel.

The councilor glanced at Yang Xiao, put the Ghost Shadow Gloves into his pocket, and picked up his phone to make a call:

"I managed to snag one of the forbidden items in the antique shop for you."

On the other end of the phone, the male prostitute's mocking laughter came through:

"Thank you very much."

I never expected you to disregard cause and effect and take away the buyer's forbidden item.

If I ever meet Satan, I will definitely put in a good word for you.

The councilor snorted coldly:

"We encountered an unkillable monster."

If we don't remove his forbidden items, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause once he recovers.

Furthermore, isn't Zero Antique Shop about to be closed by us?

Without the power of Antique Shop Zero, the cause and effect cease to exist.

The Cowherd's voice came through the phone:

"Soon."

The speaker hung up the phone and dialed another number:

"Have your men lock up a madman in the Ghost Inspection Bureau's contaminated hospital."

A hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Yes, sir, the Ghost Bureau is at your service."

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