Finally getting a response, old Morgan's eyes lit up with joy. But as soon as the joy of getting their wish flashed by, they suddenly realized something was wrong.
The sacrifice is not enough?
As the initiator of the ritual, old Morgan was very clear that the Arbiter of Judgment, though it sounded very powerful, was actually just a low-level or even inferior devil attached to the scales. It only had an instinctive need—souls.
So once it said the sacrifice was not enough, it really was not enough. It couldn't communicate like other devils or bargain.
Such a delicious young soul was not enough?
This was completely different from the records. Was there a mistake?
Old Morgan thought quickly, his aged soul working at full power.
Unfortunately, at this point, he couldn't go find another soul to sacrifice to the Arbiter of Judgment.
Wait, no, there's still a chance.
"Buzz..."
Abruptly, old Morgan seemed to realize something. He looked down at himself. He was now a soul too.
"Do you understand now? Are you willing or unwilling?"
Tang Qi, still hanging on the scales, kept up the painful howling of the Arbiter of Judgment while carefully observing old Morgan.
The old black man revealed a very interesting and complex side at this moment.
His face was covered with age spots that even the racial gifts of a black man couldn't hide. Wrinkles filled his eyes, which were full of a strong desire to live. When he looked at the soul of the unconscious youth on the other end of the scales, he showed undisguised jealousy and greed. When he looked at Tang Qi, he had the longing of grasping at the last straw.
Realizing he would have to pay a higher price, his eyes were full of struggle and unwillingness.
All this fell clearly into Tang Qi's eyes. Even the constant pain couldn't interrupt Tang Qi's perception at this moment. It was a very strange feeling that made Tang Qi mumble involuntarily, "Is this the benefit of being a devil? An extremely keen perception of human emotions."
Tang Qi suddenly laughed. Although old Morgan was still struggling, his keen perception had already told Tang Qi the answer.
Old Morgan had no other choice.
Sure enough, the next moment Tang Qi saw old Morgan's face harden. Then he stood up abruptly and roared in a hoarse language, "Come on, I'm willing to offer up half my soul as payment to exchange bodies. Great Arbiter of Judgment, enjoy yourself!"
"Come on, come on!"
Tang Qi clearly heard the fear in old Morgan's roar. At the same time, an irresistible urge welled up inside him.
At this moment, Tang Qi was like a traveler who had been starving in the desert for days and was about to lose his mind. Almost the instant old Morgan's voice fell, Tang Qi opened his mouth. His eyes glowed dimly as he mumbled, "Humble believer, as you wish."
"Whoosh..."
"Ah ah~"
The moment Tang Qi opened his mouth and sucked in old Morgan's direction, half of his already aged soul instantly disappeared, like hazy smoke curling into Tang Qi's mouth. Boundless pain seemed to overwhelm the poor old man, making him roll and shriek madly at one end of the scales.
At this moment, Tang Qi felt better than ever before.
After devouring half a soul, Tang Qi felt like he could fly. Everything was so wonderful, like the afterglow after climax, lingering endlessly as if it would never come down. If Tang Qi wished, he could maintain this feeling for at least a dozen breaths.
But at this time, Tang Qi desperately suppressed all this wonderfulness.
Because the scales moved!
The ritual had started.
Not by Tang Qi's will. Although he was the Arbiter of Judgment, the soul-swapping scales obviously also had operating rules.
Old Morgan satisfied Tang Qi's wish, so the scales automatically judged the transaction successful.
What was happening now was the soul exchange.
The ends of the scales, which had only been creaking before, suddenly spun rapidly. Black mist began to rise, accompanied by eerie red light. Under the two bodies in the study, the magic circle lit up with dim white light. The souls of the young man and old Morgan at both ends of the scales changed.
The young soul was suddenly pierced by blood-red thorns. The young man, who had been unconscious, immediately screamed in pain, but it only lasted less than a second before stopping abruptly. Then Tang Qi saw that the poor young soul seemed to have lost something, becoming muddled.
"He's dead."
Tang Qi said this because at this moment he saw a special interface.
Soul: Human
Quality: Ordinary
Status: Transparent soul that has lost itself and can be devoured.
As soon as he saw this interface, Tang Qi instinctively looked at old Morgan again.
Sure enough, there were also changes.
Soul: Human
Quality: Inferior
Status: Inferior soul that has lost half its soul power, cannot be devoured.
[Information Fragment: The soul exchange ritual has started. This soul will enter a new body in 3 seconds. ]
"Hiss..."
The moment that sole information fragment came into view, Tang Qi immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. Then his face became unprecedentedly crazy and determined. The next moment, he made an astonishing move without hesitation.
"Ah ah~"
More miserable wailing than ever before came out of Tang Qi's mouth. The source of this pain was that he suddenly exerted force to violently pull his hands out from under the bloody nails, as well as his feet.
Having done all this, although Tang Qi was almost tortured mad by infinite pain, his already hazy soul became more transparent. Without looking, he knew his state must be severely weak. But Tang Qi was extremely happy at this time.
He succeeded. He could really do it.
He could escape this devil thing, even if only for three seconds.
There was no time at all to struggle and wail. While madly wailing, Tang Qi abruptly turned around, propped himself up on the cross covered in devil runes, and slowly pulled his torso out with great effort. The soul power turned into fresh blood almost completely drenched the cross, a bloody and terrible scene.
Old Morgan, who had been immersed in the joy of his impending body exchange, finally noticed Tang Qi's mad actions. The weak old black man shrieked in horror and anger, "Shameless, lowly devil, what are you trying to do? You can't violate the covenant between us. You will be struck into nothingness by the power of the rules. "
Old Morgan was completely furious. As an evil soul, he almost immediately saw Tang Qi's intention, but he was completely unable to stop it. His soul was protected by the rules of the soul-swapping scales, and at the same time was bound by the scales.
He could only watch helplessly as Tang Qi continued to rage madly, and he cursed with eyes wide open, continuing to roar, "Lowly devil, you won't succeed. After leaving the scales you will soon dissipate, you vile thing, you disgusting thing."
Tang Qi was fully focused on his actions. When a "plop" sounded, Tang Qi's complete soul body had completely detached itself from the five nails of pain, from the cross, which was almost dyed red with blood. And Tang Qi entered a state where he seemed to dissipate immediately.
Weak, almost unable to think weak, let alone respond to old Morgan's curses.
But Tang Qi, who had regained freedom again, laughed madly. His bloody face turned suddenly, sucking in the direction of one end of the scales. With a "whoosh", the completely ownerless transparent soul on the bronze plate instantly turned into a ball of white light and entered Tang Qi's mouth.
"Boom..."
A more wonderful feeling than before, like a tidal wave, threatened to overwhelm Tang Qi. At the same time, a large amount of memory fragments surged up. In a panic, Tang Qi seemed to see the life of a young man. The complicated memories and magnificent pleasure almost completely immersed Tang Qi.
Fortunately, at this time Tang Qi's willpower gained the upper hand, aided by old Morgan's cursing roars. Tang Qi desperately maintained consciousness, and an already painful face became even more twisted.
Regardless of the countdown that had reached "two" in his mind, Tang Qi turned his head and sneered mockingly at the old black man who was cursing him, saying, "Old thing, I'm the devil. Contracts are made to be broken, fool!"
"Whoosh..."
The moment Tang Qi opened his mouth, his soul had already left the scales, turning into a streak of light and heading for a body outside the black bubble.
As expected, Tang Qi chose the youth.
"No!"
Still in the "protection period", old Morgan shrieked madly regardless of his weak soul. He also tried to escape from the scales to chase after Tang Qi, but at this moment the scales that were spinning madly suddenly stopped. The black mist and eerie red light all came towards old Morgan.
One by one, blood-red thorns spread out from under the bronze plate, instantly piercing old Morgan's soul, then dragging it to the center of the scales, to that cross completely dyed with blood by the devil.
"No, this can't be real."
"I was the initiator of the ritual. The one who should exchange bodies is me."
"Ah ah~"
The screams also stopped abruptly.
In the surging red light, the cross that had briefly lost its "master" once again gained a painful soul.
At this moment, Tang Qi looked back to see a fleeting few information fragments.
Soul exchange ritual forcibly interrupted!
Scales lost Arbiter of Judgment!
Currently capturing soul!
Target confirmed!
New Arbiter of Judgment captured!
Integrating...
"I...I succeeded."
"Buzz..."
When Tang Qi mumbled this with a smile, a fresh, peaceful youth's body suddenly appeared before him. An sucking force swept out of nowhere, drawing Tang Qi's soulless body in without any resistance.