After Transmigrating as a Demon, I've Been Adopted by Angels!

Panda Novel

Davis had already transformed into his angel form.

The half-angel and half-demon form was very terrifying.

Mayor Horn aside, even the demon supporting him would doubt life if it came.

"You... Y-y-you, how did you do it?"

Mayor Horn's voice began to tremble.

The scene in front of him had really shattered his worldview!

His body moved backward as he roared, "Tell me, how are you an angel and a demon? How are you able to possess two high-level bloodlines, when I can only beg the demon to give me a little bit of his bloodline?"

1

There was not a single person who did not envy the long lifespan of an angel and a demon, but everyone knew that angels and demons were incompatible.

However, there was a complete freak in front of him.

Horn could clearly feel the opposing auras of angels and demons coming from Davis.

... He felt an unprecedented fear!

Tap, tap, tap.

Davis's footsteps sounded one after another, and his eyes were extremely cold. "Just because you can't do something, it doesn't mean that others can't do it too."

5

He had already put away the sword in his hand.

He felt that such a low-level bastard, a mixed-blood, was not worthy of letting him use this demonic sword which belonged to one of the Seven Deadly Sins.

2

However, Horn was so angry after hearing those words that he nearly vomited blood.

What did he mean by 'Just because you can't do something, it doesn't mean that others can't do it too'?

'Do you know how much I've sacrificed in order to gain more lifespan?

'Not everyone has the chance to transform into a demon like this either. I'm the only one in the entire Bourne town who can do this.'

"Alright, I know you don't have any more trump cards and you don't have any more tricks."

Davis raised his chin, displaying the handsome contour of his handsomely evil face and slenderly beautiful neck. His voice was flat. "If you don't have any last words, I'll send you to see God."

2

"Damn it!"

Horn's expression was ferocious. He wanted to use his remaining strength to use the Pestilence Poisoned Corpses again and bet his life on that.

However, his legs—which were still trembling—told him that it was unrealistic.

Whoosh.

He turned around and flew into the air in an attempt to escape with his remaining strength.

Did he actually flee?!!

Davis laughed disdainfully. Was he not pretending to be very powerful just moments ago?

His body disappeared in an instant and his speed had broken through all limits.

Horn wanted to return to the demon's side. He thought that he might have some way of being saved if he did so.

...

"It's over. I used too much strength just now. Now it's already..."

Horn's face was pale and his eyes were filled with panic, as Davis was catching up to him in a speed that was much faster.

Thirty seconds later.

A miserable cry resounded through the sky.

Horn's energy was exhausted. Davis caught up with him and punched him in the air.

Crackle, crackle.

The power of flames wreaked havoc on Horn's body. No skin remained wherever his skin passed.

Even the demon's naturally strong recovery ability could not take effect. His fishy, cold blood disintegrated when it met the power of the flames.

It was a professional method of restraint!!!

That was the reason witches were all sent to the stake after being caught.

Bang!

A loud sound was heard.

Davis shot Horn down the sky and the latter crashed heavily into the ground.

A deep human-shaped hole was created.

A moment later, a half-burnt arm stretched out of the hole shakily. Hoen crawled out in a miserable state, looking extremely miserable, like a dying old man.

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Just as he climbed out of the hole, he found a pair of feet ten centimeters in front of him... Davis stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

"Sob..."

Horn cried. Tears and snot covered his face.

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed. His head hit the floor with a series of bangs.

"Don't... Don't kill me. Please let me go." He did not have the same demeanor as when they first met. He begged bitterly, "I can give you anything you want. Money, women, power, status... as long as you let me go."

Davis was silent for two seconds. Then, he revealed a playful smile. "You admit defeat just like that? You've forgotten your so-called reputation just like that?

"Is this what you call a demonic spirit?"

To inflict cruelty and abuse on those weaker than him...

To offer his knees and dignity to those stronger than him...

If Old John was still alive, he would definitely spit on the ground and mock him.

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Horn felt that his offers might not be attractive to Davis, so he chose to ignore the taunts and said, "I'm a demon, and you're a demon too. I can give you everything I have to make you stronger. I can even tell you the location of the demon lich I'm in contact with...

"All I'm hoping is for you to let me go. Can you not kill me if I do that?"

Davis shook his head. "Unfortunately, I can't. You've already seen my secret. I'll have to trouble you to die."

1

A guy like Horn must not be spared death.

Who knew what he would do the next day if he was allowed to run free?

"Sob sob… Why can't you let me off! I just want to get a little more time. What's wrong with that?"

Horn, who was crying, suddenly roared. His broken body burst out with astonishing strength.

He suddenly launched a sneak attack that directly hit Davis's head. It had gathered the remaining strength inside his body.

Bang...

Davis's life hand clenched Horn's fist with his left hand. His expression was indifferent, and his gaze was ice-cold.

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Then, he formed his right hand into a fist and a violent fire-type power was violently thrown out in a punch. With a crack, Horn's head was blown apart at once.

The headless corpse slowly fell.

The powerful Mayor Horn died just like that.

"I didn't manage to tell you this, but your so-called 'demonic tone' is disgusting! How can someone like you be called a demon?

"You're just a lowly undead creature!"

1

Davis shook his head and took a glance at Horn's corpse.

His body soared into the sky and flew away.

He knew that there was still a lich who hid in the shadows and he had yet to deal with.

That lich was likely the origin of everything that happened!