All My Professions Have Divine-Level Talents Chapter 215 - 145: Submerged Land Level Demons Are Truly Biz

Instead, every Demon they encountered was Subrged Land Level.

Unlike before, where even Nation Destruction Level Demons were accompanied by swarms of King Level and Lord Level mobs.

There were even Tier One and Tier Two grunts.

But now, not a single one was in sight.

’Could it be that Subrged Land Level Demons naturally repel weaker ones?’

As they continued their exploration, they happened upon a talking Demon.

A rare sight indeed. After the Bloodline Monarch and the King of Exotic Insects, this was only the third talking Demon they had ever encountered.

It was a Demon wielding a Withered Staff. Its face was like lting wax, constantly dripping a black substance, and its body was hunched over like a decrepit old man.

"Human?"

Chi Cheng exclaid, "Whoa... It can talk."

"That’s really rare."

"KEKEKE... KEKEKEKE!"

"Humans have appeared in this place! Oh, great Source of Evil, does this an You are about to lead us out of this land of suffering!"

"KEH! KEH! KEH!"

Dark, greenish-black Evil Souls howled as they swirled around its body.

Gazing at its deep, black, and foul soul and its incredibly hideous appearance...

Lu Cang’s pupils constricted in shock.

’To think...’

’To think soone actually laughs like that?’

Even as Lu Cang reeled in shock, he reached out his hand.

’Divine Level Soul Dominator.’

SWOOSH!

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

"NO!!"

"WHAT! HAVE! YOU! DONE!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out as its pitch-black soul was ripped straight from its face, which was hidden beneath a foul, wax-like veneer.

It struggled desperately, but to no avail.

’Soul Dominator is pretty useful.’

’Whose fault is it that none of you stay inside your own bodies?’

’Then again, it seems all Evil Soul-type Demons are like this...’

The ball of soul in Lu Cang’s hand was completely under his power, yet it continued to struggle desperately, trying to break free from his control.

"You... What did you do!"

"Why! Why can you control my soul!"

"Damn it!"

Chi Cheng and the others gathered around, looking at the soul in Lu Cang’s palm.

Chi Cheng gasped in amazent, "Whoa..."

"So it can still talk like that? And you can handle this thing, too?"

"What’s it muttering about?"

The language it was speaking was the Ancient An Su Secret Language.

If Lu Cang hadn’t specifically studied the language, he wouldn’t have understood a word.

The Ancient An Su Secret Language was also favored by the Death Church. And considering this was a Dungeon thed around evil and souls, with most of its Demons existing in soul-related forms...

It was hard not to suspect a deep connection between the language and souls.

Lu Cang replied humbly, "I just got lucky that my ability works on it. It’s speaking the Ancient An Su Secret Language, an ancient tongue."

"Human!"

"Shhh."

Lu Cang made a shushing gesture at the ball of soul.

"Let ask you, why can you speak?"

"Why? Because it is my innate gift!"

The Demon’s tone was filled with a sense of boundless superiority. It clearly knew its gifts far surpassed those of most other Demons.

’Looks like I can get a lot of information from this soul that would normally be impossible to obtain.’

Iz, Kumironi, Lu Cang, Lu Luwei, and the others exchanged a glance.

They seed to have already reached a consensus.

Chi Cheng, however, was scratching his head as he walked over to the Demon’s soulless corpse to inspect it.

Lu Cang asked the soul, "What is this place?"

"Human! Why should I answer your question!"

"Human! You should go die!"

"Human! Let go!"

Lu Cang was silent for a mont...

He said, "If you answer my questions, I’ll let you go, and then I’ll go and die."

"Are you telling the truth?"

Lu Cang nodded, his expression serious and utterly sincere. "I am."

"Haha! Then ask away! When you’re finished, you can obediently go and die!"

’Hmm...’

’This thing’s intelligence is probably on par with the border collie I had in my past life.’

’No, maybe even a little dumber.’

Lu Cang asked, "So, what is this place?"

"It’s our holand!"

’Right. Now I need to figure out the best way to communicate with a moron.’

"Besides you, how many other Demons of your strength are here?"

"This place is so big, I don’t know."

"How big is this place?"

"How would I know!"

"Do you rember how you ca into being?"

"Haha, that I do rember! I was born a month ago, and I killed them all for sustenance."

"Have you t other Demons that can talk like you?"

"No, I am the only one. Obviously, I am a unique and supre being."

"Why do you think you need to kill us?"

"The thought ca to the mont I saw you."

’So it’s instinct...’

"Heh. You’re lucky you ran into . If you had gone deeper and t *it*, you would truly know the aning of a fate worse than death."

"Human, you must be done with your questions by now."

"I’ve answered enough. Let go back. Then you can die in peace."