Chapter 1241 - 558: Can I Really Be This Unlucky?

Chapter 1241: Chapter 558: Can I Really Be This Unlucky?

Before the ritual fully descended, a demonic pressure from the same source caught Sammi’s attention.

Hmm?

Beside the summoner, there turned out to be another Demon?

What does this mean?

Did the other side summon two Demons at once?

Is it holding some sort of comparison ritual? Or trying to sign contracts with multiple Demons at the same time to lower the price? Or... a worse situation?

!!!

Sammi suddenly became alert, her soul projection showing a hint of unstable fluctuation.

Could it be that problems are arising so soon?

She really wanted to run right away, but the soul descent had already completed halfway, canceling it halfway is also a loss; she might as well assess the situation first and then decide to run.

Her instincts, honed over many years, were constantly reminding her to be cautious and alert.

"This feels like it might be something bad..."

In a state of unease, her consciousness completely descended, and she finally saw everything around her clearly.

She saw her fellow compatriot first.

Due to the height difference, the first thing Sammi saw was the other’s plump, tall figure, adorned in lavish attire, the quintessential Demon noble outfit.

"..." She subconsciously stared at the other’s proudly upright chest, secretly comparing it against her own.

Not small.

Probably just slightly smaller than hers.

Yet this figure is indeed enviable.

Though not as large as hers, it is well-proportioned, matching her height perfectly.

Unlike her... alas, truly a misfortune.

How did she end up with such useless burdens?

Sammi fleetingly thought with self-pity but did not let her guard down, still remaining vigilant.

She originally planned to look at her compatriot’s face to see if she could recognize her identity.

After so many years of "fleeing," Sammi, an excellent Legendary Assassin, had long honed her skills.

Sammi always valued intelligence gathering, relying on her photographic memory, she remembered most of her compatriots in Hell.

Even if she couldn’t remember their precise faces, she could discern some information from family crests, attire, and behavior.

Just a glance, and she could obtain the information she needed...

But instinctively, before she could see her compatriot’s face clearly, Sammi’s senses captured another, clearer, and more impactful presence.

!!!

Sammi’s eyes uncontrollably shifted next to her compatriot, and she saw the other figure standing beside her.

Is he the summoner?

Wait... what’s this presence?

Then, feeling the intense Holy Light aura, Sammi’s eyes widened abruptly.

Is he a Holy Professional!!?

With such intense, pure Holy Light, he must be a Fallen posing as a Holy Professional, so... this is a trap aimed at her?

With such sharp Holy Power, he isn’t bald... the summoner’s identity becomes self-evident.

Sammi raised her full alertness, squinted her eyes, cautiously staring at the summoner.

"Saint, Paladin?"

"Hello~"

Seeing Sammi’s tense expression, not only was the Paladin not surprised, but he also smiled kindly at her, winking.

That smile seemed gentle and harmless, even carrying a youthful buoyancy, absurdly contrasting the faint yet intimidating Holy Power emanating from him, enough to make wicked creatures tremble.

What’s even more bizarre to Sammi was her compatriot’s relaxed posture, showing no signs of being on guard against him...

?

Is she enslaved? Already signed a non-aggression pact?

Or do they have a special personal relationship?

No, a Paladin and a Demon?

What kind of combination is this...

"Wait!"

Sammi squinted her eyes, looking at the Paladin’s white hair and handsome face, a terrifying name suddenly flashed across her mind.

!!!

Upon thinking of that name, the cold expression Sammi had tried to maintain completely shattered; her eyes widened, staring at that smiling youth, she exclaimed a loss of composure:

"You... you’re Godslayer!!?"

How could it be him?

Godslayer Herbert!

Currently thriving, the most notorious Godslayer!

Why is he here!!?

No, no, why am I here?

Could it be that my Misfortune has finally escalated to the point of attracting attention from such an entity?

Sammi wailed in despair within her heart.

It shouldn’t be!

How could I encounter him?

Despite being a trial-tested unlucky soul, Sammi had always faced various troubles, yet barely within her abilities, never encountering a truly hopeless predicament.

The evidence being, she hadn’t faced an enemy at the level of a Divine Spirit yet, at best she attracted attention from an Epic Strongman, yet still manageably escape.

But now—this is a Godslayer!

No doubt, this entity is a dangerous figure even the Gods need to treat cautiously.

His hands stained with Divine Blood, showing no mercy to evil.

Cruel!

Then, with no time to think, almost intuitively, Sammi activated the backup plan she had prepared, choosing the quickest escape route.

She dared not argue with the Godslayer at all, did not stall time by conversing, directly destroying this wisp of soul.

With a light "boom", her projection burst like a soap bubble being popped, instantly turning into a wisp of smoke, dissipating within the Summoning Array, leaving only a bit of sulfurous scent and soul residue.

"Ah, gone."

Standing at the original spot, Herbert looked at the soul residue turning to smoke, blinked his eyes and remarked with a sigh, "Why did she leave so soon? Didn’t even say a word."