After Transmigrating As A Demon, I've Been Adopted By Angels! Chapter 19
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Davis soon arrived at Mayor Horn's secret chamber.
From what he heard from the servants, Horn never showed up at first and had actually been inside his secret chamber all along. It was not until later that Horn arrived at the scene.
That secret chamber ought to be near to his castle, or else he would not have arrived that quickly.
Before Horn died, he also said that the lich behind him was hiding somewhere.
Everything was quite clear-cut already.
At the backyard of Horn's castle, an ordinary little wooden house was located.
Even though Horn's castle was very luxurious, there was a wooden house in his backyard!
One could easily see that something was amiss there. Time to quickly search the place!
Creak...
Davis pushed the door of the wooden house open and found that there was nothing inside. There was only a painting hanging on the wall.
Moreover, it did not look like a masterpiece. It was just an ordinary painting.
That small wooden house inside a gorgeous castle was decorated with nothing but an oil painting.
Davis was not in the mood to poke fun anymore. All signs pointed to something that was gravely wrong there.
He walked forward and moved the painting away.
Indeed, there was a handle to control a switch.
He pulled the handle and pushed it in forcefully.
Rumble.
A tunnel leading to the underground appeared on the floor of the wooden house. It was dark and gloomy.
Davis cast an illumination spell and slowly walked down.
"You're here again? Why are you back so quickly this time?"
Suddenly, a voice came from deep underground. Davis knew right away that the origin of everything was right there.
"Wait a second. Who are you?"
Davis walked out of the darkness and felt like laughing when he looked at the demon in front of him.
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Then, he took out his sword and made a hand seal with his hands behind his back.
As expected, it was a lich, a creature who had given up its feelings in order to live a long life.
The lich was very funny. Perhaps the quality of the materials used during the ceremony was not high enough or someone had interfered, because only half of its body was hanging on the wall.
The other half was likely still in hell.
Had that not been the case, that lich would have broken the wall by force long ago.
"Pftttt!"
Davis could no longer control himself from laughing when he saw such a funny scene.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Do you know who I am? If you laugh again, I'll let that bastard Horn kill you!"
In the lich's eyes, the unassuming, plainclothes kid who suddenly barged in must have been one of the poor kids near Horn's home.
"Are you talking about that Mayor Horn? It's unfortunate that he won't ever come back."
"What? Was he captured by the church? Impossible, not unless those priests who were related to him were also captured at the same time, otherwise someone would have reported to him."
The lich's first reaction was that Horn's actions had been discovered and was subsequently captured by the church. On second thought, it was very unlikely.
"What did you do to him?"
"I killed him!"
That casual sentence sounded like a clap of thunder in the lich's ears.
Davis ignored it, and instead continued, "Were you the one who instructed him behind the scenes to continuously abduct people and then use them as sacrifices for the ritual to summon you out? It doesn't seem to be very effective though! Look at your half-dead appearance. It's absolutely ridiculous!"
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The Lich was angered by Davis's words and said fiercely, "What did you just say, Kid? Trust me, I'll eat you right here!"
"Eat me? I'm standing right here. Can you move your legs?"
The lich was helpless, because what Davis said was indeed true. It was unable to move, so its only recourse was to speak nicely to Davis.
"Have you seen Horn's power, Kid? Are you envious? Do you want to have this kind of power? Do you want to live longer? I can give you everything you want..."
"I want Paradise Island!"
"What? What did you say?"
The lich felt as if there was something wrong with his ears. He seemed to hear the words 'Paradise Island'.
"I want Paradise Island!"
The lich heard it clearly the second time. Surely that kid was joking?
Sensing that it was being played, the lich replied coldly, "Impossible. Another different request!"
"Then I'd like to see hell's original 'bible'!"
The lich looked at Davis in disbelief. Why did that kid constantly make such requests? How could any of those two wishes be fulfilled by an insignificant lich like itself? Were the wishes made by people nowadays that wild?
"Are you playing with me?"
Davis looked at the confused lich and knew that such a request was impossible.
"Yeah, so what if I'm playing with you?"
Davis took out his sword with one hand and said to the lich.
In fact, Davis had been brewing a powerful divine spell behind his back. It was extremely hidden and powerful. The only drawback was that it required a long time to chant.
He had long discovered that the lich's aura was incredibly terrifying even though half of its body was trapped. At the very least, it was much stronger than Davis at present. In order to kill the lich successfully, Davis could only keep talking to it.
He diverted its attention so that he could successfully cast this powerful divine spell.
Davis raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it at the lich across from him.
Light blossomed from the sword and stabbed fiercely at the Lich's exposed chest.
After the lich realized that it had been tricked, it hurriedly began to gather its strength and began to mutter something.
However, the time left for it to react was too short.
Pierce!
Davis stabbed his sword into his chest.
"He… He…."
The lich stared at Davis and uttered some unclear words.
Unfortunately, the lich was unable to use his magic until the very end and died in a sullen manner.
Davis pulled out his sword. He still trembled even though there was no blood on it.
Liches were the lowest demons in hell. They were undead creatures that had half a foot in the demon realm. There were not many high-level demons in the entire population.
Not to mention the twelve-pillared demon gods and the seven deadly sins.
This demon should be one of the rare powerhouses among liches.
It was likely an army sent by hell in advance, which meant that the next war between the gods and demons might not be too far away.
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