"How is this possible!"

The Illusion Demon was utterly shocked: "Never has anyone escaped hypnosis. Why are you..."

The God of Thieves dug into his ear and said apprehensively, "It's because you're such a dumb old witch. Controlling me would have been fine, but you're foolish enough to make me assassinate the captain?"

"To me, the captain is like a faith. You wanted me to assassinate my faith? Aren't you an idiot?"

With waves of mockery coming his way, the Illusion Demon had no reason to be angry, completely overwhelmed by a storm.

"So that's how it is..."

Hypnosis seemed mysterious, but to put it simply, it suppresses the other's willpower to destroy their resolve and control them.

The weaker the person's will, the stronger the effect of hypnosis.

If this person's will is firm, hypnosis might not have any effect.

Originally, the God of Thieves was being gradually controlled by hypnosis, but in his heart, Qin Hao represented a god-like existence.

God-slaying...

To the God of Thieves, this was an impossible and unachievable task, so he instantly woke up and freed himself from hypnosis.

"What kind of person is Qin Hao to hold such a high standing in a thief's heart?"

The Illusion Demon's face was grim, her heart aching badly. Having roamed far and wide, she wasn't unacquainted with people with firm beliefs, but those usually believed in Buddha or Bodhisattva.

Where would ordinary humans be a faith?

"You old witch, do you have any tricks left to use!"

The God of Thieves pouted arrogantly.

"Hey, now that I know the reason, I just have to avoid mentioning 'Qin Hao'. If I could hypnotize you once, I can do it a second time!"

Thinking this in her heart, the Illusion Demon revealed a gentle grandmotherly face and said with an innocent tone, "Your name is Zhang San..."

But after a single sentence, she couldn't continue, staring with wide eyes and mouth agape in shock.

The Illusion Demon never imagined encountering such a bizarre situation.

Because the God of Thieves, right in front of her, took out two cotton balls and stuffed them into his ears!

"Hey, now I'm a deaf man. Let's see how you hypnotize me!"

The God of Thieves said proudly, raising the Wind Chime: "This thing is your Magical Artifact, right? I've heard of hypnotists before. What a pity, if you held this thing, the hypnosis effect would be twice as strong. Even with cotton blocking my ears, I might not withstand it."

Saying this, he critiqued further: "Is this bell made of Meteorite Iron and Essence Stone? Tsk tsk tsk, just the material alone could fetch several million. Old witch, I didn't realize you were pretty rich!"

"Argh, I want to kill you!"

Her cherished Magical Artifact was in the hands of the rogue, and his tone and expression were so infuriatingly cheeky. The Illusion Demon was driven into a madness, raising her fists and charging at the God of Thieves.

Though renowned for her hypnosis, she wasn't weak in martial arts.

Seeing the Illusion Demon charge, the God of Thieves said slyly, "The old witch's martial arts aren't bad. I admit I can't beat you, but I can run!"

With laughter, his body leaped up high, and he agilely landed on the roof beam.

"Get down here!"

The Illusion Demon missed her strike, her face livid like a pig's liver, pointing at the God of Thieves above and shouting angrily.

Her martial arts were strong, but her lightweight technique was far inferior to the God of Thieves.

The God of Thieves made a face, pointing at the cotton in his ears: "I can't hear what you're saying!"

"Pfft!"

Anger drove the Illusion Demon to spit blood. She had seen cheeky people, but never anyone so cheeky!

She was truly furious, having stronger martial arts but unable to do anything, a very frustrating feeling.

"Alright, the time's about up."

Unable to converse with the Illusion Demon, the God of Thieves felt bored, checked his watch, and took out a handful of darts from his pocket.

The Illusion Demon's expression changed. She didn't believe the opponent could harm her with those pieces of iron, but she noticed.

From the moment the God of Thieves picked up the darts, his entire aura abruptly changed!

The previously mischievous air was gone, replaced by confidence and sharpness!

Just like when Li Xunhuan held the Flying Knife, or when Ah Fei grasped the Iron Sword!

"Not good!"

With instinctive fear, the Illusion Demon disregarded the Phantom Treasure Bell and quickly ran towards the door.

Swish swish swish swish...

The sound of dozens of objects piercing through the air arose, and the Illusion Demon felt a chill on her back. With a pervasive coldness, she sensed the threat of death and reflexively turned back.

In the sky, over a dozen darts were attacking from above!

How did he do it in an instant?

Full of astonishment, the Illusion Demon was shocked by the incredible technique of producing so many darts in an instant!

As the thought flashed by, over a dozen darts pierced into the Illusion Demon's body from various angles.

Her face froze in terror, and her small frame fell backward.

Bang!

Witnessing the Illusion Demon fall, the God of Thieves lightly descended, checked her breath on the nose, and with a somber expression, lifted his head, "I pledged not to harm women, but captain, you've made me break my vow!"

"Oh well, for your teaching me the Celestial Maiden's Flower-Scattering Darts, I'll forgive you this once..."

If the Illusion Demon were still alive, hearing this sentence might frighten her into utter pallor.

It turns out, the God of Thieves' amazing dart technique was personally taught by Qin Hao!

...

In the city center, within a certain luxurious nightclub.

The Witch Demon sat in the presidential box of the dance hall, silently watching through the window at the figures of men and women swaying recklessly to the music in the dance floor.

He wore a black robe, his aged face without expression, contrasting sharply with the hedonistic environment.

Beside him, Jin Sanshun, the boss of the nightclub and also the leader of the Dragon Tiger Gang, bowed his head like a dog: "Mr. Witch Demon, I've spread the word, so far, all gangs in the central city are willing to cooperate with you."

When speaking, his heart was tense; slaughtering so many overnight, if anyone dared not resist this demon, it would be bizarre!

The Witch Demon nodded coldly, his eyes suddenly squinted.

In the dance floor, a glamorous woman in a strapless top and miniskirt cast him a glance and swayed her swaying hips towards the box.

"So Mr. Witch Demon likes this type of woman. I'll go bring her in!"

To please the Witch Demon, Jin Sanshun said fawningly.

The Witch Demon waved his hand, "Leave the room!"

Full of confusion but daring not to disobey, Jin Sanshun led his men out as if granted amnesty.

As he left, Jin Sanshun brushed shoulders with the woman, who smiled subtly, enchanting the experienced Jin Sanshun.

Bang!

As the door closed, the woman's smile vanished, replaced by a playful look.

"You are the Demoness."

The Witch Demon said coldly, "I've long heard of the Demoness' poison technique being renowned overseas. I've long wanted to see it. I hope you won't let me down."

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