Gospel of Blood

Nice was very excited. Since becoming extraordinary, it had never imagined it would have a day like today.

It had fallen so far, yet it still had the chance to enslave a Goddess! Not only that, but such a beautiful Goddess, whose mere presence would brighten one’s mood every day!

Just thinking about how the lofty Goddess would be defiled by it, and how it would reluctantly pout every day to give it a knee pillow, groom it, feed it small fish, and warm its bed… Nice felt its brain unable to contain itself from trembling of excitement!

The feeling of trampling a strong opponent underneath, seeing the other party furious yet helpless against oneself, was truly an immensely pleasurable thing! It had almost imagined what kinds of embarrassing things it would make the other party do under its influence after successfully enslaving her!

And the benefits of enslaving a God were not just limited to that.

Once it signed the Servant’s Final Oath, a contract that directly targeted the soul, sealing the other party’s strength, the other party wouldn’t be able to escape its grasp for the rest of its life! Not only would it gain a noble and beautiful attendant, but it would also gain a powerful sidekick!

Nice could already imagine the wonderful and fantastical new life it would have after signing the contract.

“Hehe, when I return to the church hospital with her, Raoul’s expression will surely be quite entertaining!”

Imagining the old priest’s dumbfounded expression, Nice became increasingly excited.

Brilliant light emanated from its body, and its proud and unrestrained voice echoed through the night.

“Meow——!”

“Your Excellency the great and arrogant Evil God! Please remember, all arrogance… comes with a painful price!”

“Hehehe… If anyone is to blame, it’s you for choosing such a weak vessel as the medium to descend upon!”

With that, Nice waved its paw, and a phantom silver halo connected it to Charlotte.

This was the most crucial step to come. It would sign the most stringent master-servant contract with this evil god on the level of the soul.

Sacred radiance enveloped Nice. It felt its soul being instantly pulled, soaring towards the sealed Evil God.

It was suddenly stunned.

Wait a minute! Why is it my soul being pulled instead?!

Before it could figure out what was happening, it was brought into a vast and mysterious mental world.

It found itself in a towering and mysterious black castle, surrounded by crimson mist.

In the center of the castle hall, on ascending stairs, a majestic and mysterious Blood Throne came into view.

Above the throne, crimson light gradually condensed into a beautiful blond-haired, blood-colored eyes girl. She wore a black-gold Gothic gown, crossed her legs, supported her head with one hand, and flipped through a thick blood-colored book with the other.

An ancient and vast aura emanated from her as if it originated from a long-forgotten past.

She chuckled lightly, her eyes as bright as the blooming spring, casting a playful glance.

“Nice, your contract… I gladly accept it.”

Her voice was ethereal and melodious. However, to Nice’s ears, it sounded like a demon’s whisper.

At this point, it finally realized a terrifying reality that made its hair stand up…

Sh*t! The contract I casted… was f*cking reversed!

When did this happen?! When did it get contaminated?!

Nice was instantly horrified.

Bewilderment, shock, incomprehension, confusion…

Various thoughts tumbled in its mind.

“No… no! I won’t sign the contract! Meow!”

Nice cried out, wanting to escape from this illusory mental world. But soon it found that it had completely lost control of its consciousness.

The contract ritual… had already begun.

“Meow——!”

In Nice’s desperate gaze, one after another silver chains converged around it, forming a mysterious thorny rose imprint, and then directly pierced into its soul.

Boom!

The dazzling divine light dissipated, and Nice returned to reality.

In a daze, it felt like its soul had gained some extra shackles.

The serene moonlight was still beautiful. But the black cat felt like the whole world had lost its color.

Charlotte still stood in the Prison of Order, looking at it with a smile that was not a smile.

Looking at those sapphire-like beautiful eyes, Nice shuddered coldly. It swallowed hard and forced out a smile.

“Cough… Your Excellency…”

“I suddenly remembered, the cat bowl at home seems to be unwashed…”

“Uh, you can enjoy the moonlight slowly. Nice has something to do, so Nice will leave first!”

“Goodbye!”

With that, it turned around and ran away.

“Stop.”

A cold command rang clear amid the night wind.

On Nice’s forehead, the thorn and rose imprint flashed, and the cat abruptly stopped in its tracks.

It wasn’t because it wanted to stop. It was because its damn body stopped on its own!

“Sit down.”

The second command came.

With a “plop,” the black cat Nice, as if seized by an irresistible force, sat down on the ground, its fat cat face turned extremely ugly.

“Roll over.”

The third command came.

Nice widened its eyes, somewhat incredulous.

“Meow! You can kill a Cat! But never humiliate!”

It said angrily then… it obediently lay down on the ground, rolling over playfully.

Nice was on the verge of tears but it was obvious that Charlotte had no intention of letting it go.

“Well done, now do a backflip.”

Her voice was much more playful and cheerful.

Nice:…

It glared angrily at the girl, its eyes almost spitting fire. But its chubby body moved involuntarily, leaping up… And then with a “plop”… It fell to the ground.

Silence…

“Caw caw caw…”

In the distance, several crows cawed cheerfully, as if mocking Nice for eating turd.

In the cool night breeze, Charlotte sighed lightly.

“You need to lose weight.”

Nice:…

At that moment, the sound of hooves became clear, and several powerful auras rushed towards the courtyard.

Charlotte’s gaze slightly narrowed. Her cold gaze swept across the messy courtyard, and her eyes finally met Nice’s.

Looking at the bloodstains and the gruesome corpses all over the ground, Nice’s eyes flickered slightly, and it suddenly smiled.

“Hehe, it seems that the people from the Demon Hunter Bureau are here.”

“Unfortunately… your secret will eventually be revealed!”

Saying this, it became gloating again.

Charlotte also smiled watching Nice smile.

That beautiful and charming smile, in Nice’s eyes, was like a devil disguised as an angel.

The next moment, her expression turned cold, and she glanced lightly at the black cat.

“Clean up, understood?”

The divine symbol on its forehead flickered slightly, and Nice’s smile froze on its face.