Devil's Eye Reborn - Shadow Angel Awakens - Chapter 35

Chapter 33：The mysterious long Shaw
 

“Big brother, you… you are actually Satan… I can’t believe it…” Yan’er said, her small mouth agape in disbelief.

“I’ve been hiding it because my powers haven’t fully recovered to my former level. Recklessly revealing my identity would certainly attract attacks from other demons who want to replace me,” I said while putting my clothes back on. “Rahab once said that Samael is the most formidable demon besides my former self, even surpassing Rahab slightly. With my current strength, I am not confident enough to defeat him. So, revealing my identity this time was a last resort. Fortunately, he wasn’t present. Otherwise, with Wukong involved, we would have had no choice but to flee.”

I looked down to see the Satanic followers still kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear. I then spoke to Liu Yuxuan, “Tell them to get up. I won’t hold them accountable for their offense.”

Liu Yuxuan, as if granted a reprieve, immediately shouted in English, “Everyone, get up quickly. The Master has pardoned our sins.”

The followers, however, remained on their knees, joyfully reciting verses of praise from Satanic scriptures before finally standing up.

I remembered that Zicheng’s wife’s killer and Luo Hu might be among them, so I instructed Liu Yuxuan, “Alright, I now give you command. Have them gather in groups of a hundred at the eastern corner. No one is to leave without my order. Also, tell them to put their clothes back on.”

Liu Yuxuan responded affirmatively and turned to organize the followers into orderly ranks.

I raised my head and motioned for Yan’er to jump down.

Yan’er gauged her position and leaped lightly, landing perfectly in my arms.

The Satanic followers were alarmed by Yan’er’s actions and immediately shouted for her to come down.

But Yan’er, defiant, clung tightly to me and made a cute face at the followers.

Seeing this, I waved my hand at the followers, who then quieted down, though their eyes still glared at Yan’er with resentment.

“Yan’er, stop fooling around. Come down; many people are watching,” I said awkwardly, looking down at her.

“Hehe, I won’t come down! Now that I know you’re Satan, lying comfortably in the arms of the King of Hell is something not everyone can do!” Yan’er said, her big round eyes looking at me with such innocence that I couldn’t get angry. I had no choice but to let her cling to me.

“But I am Satan. Aren’t you afraid?” I asked with a smile.

“Hehe, I’ve been with you for so long, big brother. I just find you very lovable, not scary at all,” Yan’er laughed.

“Is that so? But let me tell you, big brother, don’t always judge things by their appearance. Thinking too simply about things will only lead to trouble,” I said with a smile.

“I’m not afraid. In Satan’s arms, I believe no one can take advantage of me,” Yan’er said confidently.

I couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. I turned and walked over to Wukong, squatting down to check on him. He was still unconscious.

After his ordeal in the “Five Hundred Billion Sword Forest,” I estimated it would take at least three days for Wukong to wake up.

I noticed the bronze flute tucked at his waist and remembered the eerie music he had played earlier. I took it out to examine it.

As soon as I held the flute, a chill attacked my palm.

I was cautious, but the flute showed no further anomalies.

I examined it closely and found the flute’s design quite peculiar.

There were dozens of holes of varying sizes irregularly distributed along the flute.

I touched it gently. It felt neither like gold nor silver, and I couldn’t tell what metal this bronze flute was made of.

Yan’er, still in my arms, seemed interested. She reached out to touch the flute but quickly withdrew her hand, startled by the sudden chill. She frowned and said, “Big brother, this flute feels so strange.”

I nodded and said, “We’ll ask Rahab later and see what this bronze flute is all about.”

Yan’er looked at the flute again and reached out to take it. This time, prepared for the chill, she wasn’t afraid.

She fiddled with the flute for a while and then asked, “Big brother, can I try playing it?”

I was curious, “Do you know how to play the flute? If you do, go ahead, but be careful; this flute is strange.”

“Though the holes are oddly placed, I can give it a try,” Yan’er said, closing her eyes and placing the flute to her lips. She blew gently, and a seductive melody began to play.

The sound of the flute was incredibly strange. As soon as Yan’er started playing, I was on guard and summoned the “Eye of Illusions.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as the flute’s sound reached my ears, a sudden “buzz” filled my head, and a surge of lust overwhelmed me!

My mind was in turmoil, filled with countless lewd thoughts. My body was burning, and I couldn’t help but tighten my grip on Yan’er, who was in my arms.

The Satanic followers, who had just put their clothes back on and lined up neatly, suddenly went wild. They tore off their clothes and began to mate with each other frantically, shouting madly. No one was spared!

The seductive flute sound and the wild moans echoed throughout the square.

As the flute’s allure intensified, everyone’s actions became more frenzied. Some male followers, unable to find female companions, began to force themselves upon other males.

I, too, was consumed by lust. Holding Yan’er in my arms, her adorable and enticing appearance further stimulated my animal instincts. My hands involuntarily caressed her ample breasts, and my genitals, aroused by her round and firm buttocks, began to press against her soft cleft.

Yet, Yan’er, engrossed in playing the flute, seemed oblivious to everything around her.

At that moment, Liu Yuxuan, who had been nearby and unable to find a female companion, suddenly noticed Yan’er in my arms. Uttering a “keke” sound, he lunged at her.

Liu Yuxuan grabbed Yan’er’s hand, causing her flute playing to falter with a “bleep.”

The moment I heard that “bleep,” a sharp pain shot through my head. But in that instant of clarity, I quickly snatched the flute away, stopping the enchanting sound. Everyone in the square suddenly collapsed.

Without the flute’s control, I felt a tremendous relief, though my body felt weak as if I had overexerted myself.

“Big brother, why are you sweating so much?” Yan’er asked in surprise, quickly leaving my arms to support me.

When Yan’er’s flute playing faltered, it caused a sudden tearing sensation in my mind. Fortunately, I immediately enhanced the power of my Devil eye, preventing myself from going mad.

After closing my eyes and calming my breath for a while, I felt no major issues with my body. I opened my eyes and smiled wryly at Yan’er, “Do you remember anything?”

Yan’er thought for a moment and shook her head, “I don’t know why, but I was so focused while playing the flute that I didn’t notice anything around me.” Hearing this, I told her what had happened.

“Oh, this flute is terrifying. Luckily, Liu Yuxuan… Ah, big brother, look!” Yan’er suddenly pointed at Liu Yuxuan, who had collapsed on the ground, and exclaimed.

I turned to look and saw Liu Yuxuan lying motionless, with blood streaming from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His face was frozen in an expression of utter terror. He was dead!

I sensed something was wrong and scanned the fallen crowd. To my horror, every single person lay dead in a grotesque manner, bleeding from their seven orifices, just like Liu Yuxuan.

The once bustling square had suddenly turned eerily silent. The sight of the bloodied, naked corpses, their faces frozen in shock, made the atmosphere exceptionally strange and unsettling.

“It seems that off-key note you played just now scared everyone to death. Quite impressive,” I said with a bitter smile. I listened intently and confirmed that there were only three heartbeats in the square—Wukong, having fainted, had narrowly escaped death.

Yan’er, seeing the scene, was terrified and said, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know I would kill them…”

I patted her shoulder and said gently, “Don’t worry, it’s not your fault.” Playing with the flute, I continued, “This flute is incredibly strange. Its ability to incite desire is even stronger than your mother’s thousand-year-old enchantment techniques. It is far from simple. One off-key note can kill thousands of people. I suspect it might be one of the Twelve Artifacts.