The sacred right side of a certain comic

In the building without doors or windows, Aleister silently looked at the results he had caused.

He uses the power of Shenjing to conquer demons as the core, and uses his own magic technique, Spirit Style Trip Foot, as the output method, and uses A.A.A (for magic driven armor) as an attack device.

Tree diagram designers and question-and-answer thinking aids are also used as means of analysis and observation.

When the devil came in the form of infinite divisions, he seized the only opportunity.

Combining the spiritual tripping foot with the impact staff, he turned all his hundred years of success in studying the devil into the strongest blow.

But even so, Aleister had no confidence in killing even a demon.

After all, he knew something about the greatness of the Demon God. After losing the parameters of seclusion, Aleister no longer had any expectations for his plan.

Even if there is only a microsecond difference in time, his attack may be ineffective against the demon.

But as Aleister said, the arrow had to be fired while it was on the string. In that case, he could only strike the blow tentatively.

After all, this was Aleister's hundred-year preparation, and he couldn't give up without doing anything.

The outcome of the matter was great for Aleister. He actually completely killed a demon god.

Even if it is just one of the demon gods, the demon god with the lowest sense of existence, the Forgotten God is still a demon god, a god that mortals cannot stop and cannot understand.

And now this god has been completely killed by Aleister, a mortal. At this moment, Aleister can be said to be the real god-killer!

"You killed a demon god, Aleister... that was the enemy you hated. You should be happy now. Why is your expression still so solemn?"

Aiwass looked at Aleister, who was standing in front of the instrument with a calm expression, and asked.

"There's something wrong with the data, Aiwass.……"

Aleister spoke slowly:"……My original plan was to kill all the forgotten gods, zombies, and monks who came to Academy City."

"……But my technique was denied by Seng Zheng in terms of cause and effect. It should be the unique technique of the Buddhist demon."

"As for the voodoo zombies, my spells had no effect. Only the Forgotten God was killed without any resistance."

Aiwass looked at Rose's face, with the wings spread out behind her, that exquisite and beautiful face looking at Aleister, and asked:"……What's wrong, Aleister?"

"……Could it be that the Forgotten God is not dead at all? Aleister shook his head slowly and said:"……No, judging from various data, the Forgotten God is indeed dead."

"……I can't see the possibility of it surviving, but that's why I'm a little weirded out"

"He is a demon after all. Since I was able to kill him, it means that the parameters I speculated at the time were correct. Seng Zheng and the zombies should also be killed."

"……But you see the result, Aiwass, my spell can't have any effect on the devil. Don't you think this is strange?"

Aiwass sneered and said:"……This is indeed strange, but the devil is not something we can fully understand. Maybe the forgotten god was killed by you because of your carelessness."

"……Judging from the reactions of Seng Zheng and Zombie, the Forgotten God is indeed dead. You and the Demon God have concluded that He is dead, so treat him as the dead."

"The demon god's phase cannot act on other demon gods, so it is impossible for the forgotten god to be resurrected."

Aleister nodded slowly, speaking at a slow speed and with a somewhat neutral voice:"……Then, let’s judge the death of a demon god"

"……These demon gods really have low desires as I thought. Monk Zheng and Zombie have no idea of ​​revenge for the forgotten god."

"This is good news for me. Maybe I can take advantage of this and kill one or two more demons."

Aleister's words did not have many emotional ups and downs.

But only those who know the greatness of the Demon God can hear the deeply hidden arrogance of the greatest magician of the twentieth century.

"I'm very curious, if those two demon gods really want to avenge the dead forgotten god, how will you deal with it?"

"……I've been watching you to make sure you haven't made any preparations for this"

"If you still want to hide in the imaginary number space to escape like a hundred years ago, this method will be of no use to the devil."

Aiwass asked, looking at Aleister curiously.

This man is a perfectionist who likes to calculate plans into fine gears. This kind of planning method is too precise, so the probability of failure is very high.

But as long as it succeeds , It can create miracles.

Therefore, Aiwass is very curious about how Aleister will face the devil's pursuit.

"After all, these demons have divided themselves. They are not in a complete state, so I have a chance.……"

Before Ares finished speaking, Aivas interrupted him and said:"……Let’s get to the point!"

"The point is, even in the face of such a demon, I don't have the means to confront them head-on. If they really want to take revenge, I can only abandon this body."

"……I have one billion eighty-three thousand ninety-two thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven possibilities. After this body dies, all possibilities will be released. As long as there is even one possibility of survival, Aleister will not die."

Aleister was still talking about him, as if he was avoiding Aiwass's question.

"Even if you have a billion, eighty-three,092,867 possibilities, you still have no chance of escaping from the devil."

"……So don't change the subject, just state your final plan."

Aiwass said impatiently again, she opened her mouth, and finally resisted the urge to greet Aleister's family in Zaun's words.

After all, if you greet Aleister's family, you are also greeting Roy. At the same time, he was scolding himself.

Aleister was silent for a moment, and then he said helplessly:"……As a father, there is no shame in seeking refuge with your children."

Aiwass was startled for a moment, but couldn't help but burst into laughter. Her laughter shook the building without doors and windows.

Well, it turns out that Aleister, you are doing your best. If you can't beat him, just hug his son's thigh.

Maybe you can also seek shelter from the devil's daughter-in-law.

Aiwass thinks this is really the funniest joke he has heard in the past hundred years.

Aleister didn't speak. He can generally ignore Aiwass's smile.

……

St. George's Cathedral, London, Britain.

Laura Stuart looked at the figure in front of her that was hidden in a dark shadow, like a distorted mist, and showed a gloomy and indifferent smile:

"……What do you want from me, devil!"