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Chapter 140 The Forest Sprite

With my Spirit Sight, I could see the thick tendrils of foul aura curling around the demon. It must be at least centuries old like Godmother. But why did it surrendered itself as soon as it saw us, behaving so meek like a sheep? In anyhow, I would gladly choose to talk rather fight any day. Feigning arrogant magnanimity, I heaved a puff from my cigarette, and stared down at it. "Enough fretting," I said, with all the frostiness I could muster, "Speak up. What are you and what evil have you wrought? I'd have no lies from you!"

My cold and steely voice sent a chill down the monster's spine. It looked even more fearful than before as if Death was lurking from behind every syllable I uttered. Its lips quivered as it struggled to summon the courage to speak, until he spoke at last, "Er... Er... P-please! H-have mercy on me!" The monster's courage was no better than its hideous looks, I mused. Then I smiled and said, "Very well, mercy it is, for now," I added quietly, trying

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