"That's...an evil person?"

Enzo narrowed his eyes and looked at the Pramo tribe through the shadow crow's vision, where a terrifying scene was already present.

The figures that were wrapped around the body were floating in the air, somewhat similar to human shapes, but rotten tongues filled with mucus ejected from the body.

"Woe! Be in pain!"

"Pramo Tribe! When you expelled me from the tribe, did you ever think that today would be there?"

The evil man made a strange voice, his tone was full of madness and excitement, and he said coldly, "Repent! I want you to pay the price for your original behavior!"

After saying that, the evil spirit was covered with black fog, and a strange luster flashed in his eyes, followed by a long flesh-and-blooded tongue, shot out like a poisonous snake, instantly piercing through the bodies of the three blood warriors, and then threw them into the control and tore them apart.

Hurry!

Amid the shrill screams, the body of the blood warrior turned into pieces of minced meat, and the blood turned into red rain, scattered on the earth.

Not far away, several blood warriors froze in place, as if they had been scared by the horror scene. Although the War Ghost Clan claimed to be not afraid of battle and death, they would also feel fearful when facing such a strange terrifying existence.

"Savi! You are Savi!"

At this time, a native woman with blood from Pramo suddenly screamed and raised her hand and pointed at the evil person in the air tremblingly.

Hearing this name, Evil paused briefly.

A pair of strange eyes looked at the indigenous woman, with a resentful luster appearing in her eyes, and a depressing and hoarse smile appeared.

"It's really rare! Ora!"

"I didn't expect that you could still recognize me if you turned out like this. Do you think I should be happy or sad?"

The indigenous woman named Eula trembled all over, her legs were weak and she fell to the ground, her face was full of fear, and her lips became extremely pale.

"You are... Savi!?"

Next to him, the leader of the Pramo tribe, Old Moore took a breath of air conditioning, and a surprised expression appeared on his face, murmured, "How is this possible? Are you still alive?"

"Is it a surprise? Grandpa Moore!"

There was a hint of mockery in the evil voice, and he joked, "Is it true that I, who was expelled by the tribe, had been eaten by the wild beast?"

"Ha! What a pity!"

"I'm still alive! Although I did encounter wild beasts after being expelled by the tribe, and even had my legs eaten by several Bral gray wolfs, I still survived tenaciously!"

"And...he also gained a new life!"

The evil person's eyes flashed, and the black fog around him churned like flames, as if as his emotions changed, his flesh and blood tongues continued to waving.

Old Moore's face was pale and his legs were trembling slightly.

Savi! A name that was regarded as a shame by the Pramo tribe. He was a male warrior. He was born like other children. He did not show signs of developmental deformity until he was fifteen years old. He was finally identified as a inferior species after examination.

A inferior species! The shame in the battle with the ghost clan!

Originally, as a male, Savi has always been regarded as a hope and seed by the tribe, enjoying the tribe's resources and cultivation, but when he was identified as a inferior species, his status discovered earth-shaking changes.

The Pramo tribe has not had a bad species for a long time. The blood warriors were very disgusted with Savi's existence, so they forcibly castrated him and then expelled him from the tribe.

"Thanks to the great God of Disaster!"

"It was He who saved me and gave me the power of revenge! Let me return here and take back everything I lost for myself!"

The evil Savi shouted loudly.

After being castrated and expelled by the Pramo tribe, Save, who was dying, wandered on the plains with difficulty. He was attacked by wild beasts several times, but almost died. Before he knew it, he broke into the barbaric forest.

There, Savi encountered a siege of several Bral gray wolf, and several gray wolf bit his legs. Just as Savi was about to die, a black mist poured into his body.

In an instant, Savi was reborn!

He obtained the power given by the God of Disaster, awakened the power to become an evil person, and with the help of the God of Disaster, he killed all the Bral gray wolf and devoured their flesh and blood.

After that, the world ushered in the Black Fog Season.

Savi, who became an evil person, was like a fish in water in the black fog, and his evil power continued to increase, and eventually fell into a deep sleep at the end of the Black fog season.

When I woke up again, it was already a harvest season.

The first thing Savi did when he gained powerful power was to come to the Pramo tribe, intending to rely on the abilities of the evil ones to complete revenge for himself.

In the air, Savi was surrounded by black mist.

"Look at it well, Grandpa Moore!" Savi let out a strange laugh, and on the body wrapped in black mist, long blood-colored tongues shot out, rolling up several native women of the Pramo tribe, and tearing them apart amid a scream.

"Everyone goes together and fight him!"

Seeing the evil people massacred, several blood warriors of the Pramo tribe also turned red and waved their machetes to rush towards Savi.

Brush!

The blood warriors burst out with blood and blood. The red energy attached to the scimitar and swung violently, cutting off the long tongue that the evil one shot out, and landed on the ground and turned into black mist.

However, the next moment.

Savi's strange eyes flashed with a dark luster, and a strange smile appeared, but the long tongue cut off by the blood warrior grew out again.

"Is the people of the God of Blood Killer only have this strength?" Savi laughed arrogantly, and did not rush to kill all the blood warriors, but waved his long bloody tongue and slaughtered the women of the tribe.

Since his physical development was deformed and was identified as a inferior species, Savi was forcibly castrated by the tribe. Several wives who originally belonged to him were also assigned to other blood warriors in the tribe.

Savi also tried to resist, but it had no effect.

After being castrated, he could only watch his wives enjoying joy with other blood warriors in the tribe. In addition, the pain after being castrated made his mind distorted. Not only did he hate the entire Pramo tribe, but he also treated those women very resentful.

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The indigenous woman Eula, who had recognized Savi's identity, was wrapped in bloody tongues, screamed sharply, and begged tremblingly, "Don't kill me! Please!"

Savi grinned.

Immediately afterwards, the long blood-colored tongue began to close, and a painful expression appeared on Euler's face, and then it was pinched and exploded in a shrill scream, turning into a bloody rain that spread to the earth.

"Go to die! Evil!"

At this time, several blood warriors of the Pramo tribe rushed towards Savi, waving a scimitar to cut off the long blood-colored tongues, and the power of the qi and blood burst out, rushing out like a stream of red air.

"Hmph! Ridiculous power!"

Savi sneered disdainfully, and then a few long blood-colored tongues twisted and wrapped around, forming a thick tongue, and shattered the power of blood coming from around with a sudden swing.

In the sky, the shadow crow stares below.

"It's not at the same level at all." In the stone house, Enzo shook his head. Everything that happened in the Pramo tribe was in his eyes. After receiving the power of the God of Disaster, the evil Savi had completely reached the level of a first-level life form. No one in the entire Pramo tribe could defeat him.

Therefore, the situation in front of us will appear. The Pramo tribe was completely massacred. If it weren't for the evil people's mentality of torture them, I'm afraid everyone in the entire tribe would have been killed.

"Maybe this is the sorrow of the small tribe?"

Enzo sighed. Although the evil Savi's ability was strange, if there was a red-textured warrior in the Pramo tribe, he might not be able to compete and would not have suffered such a genocide crisis.

On the other side, the Pramo tribe.

"Everyone, leave here!"

Seeing that the tribe members were slaughtered by the evil Savi, and the attack of the Blood Warrior was useless, Old Moore's heart was bleeding. After another Blood Warrior was killed, he roared tremblingly.

Everyone in the Pramo tribe began to run around one after another. The blood warriors were no longer able to protect the tribe, and if they continued to stay, they would only be killed by evil spirits.

"Hmph! Do you want to escape?"

Savi sneered and said with a slight sneer, ": If you lose the protection of the tribe, can you escape? Don't forget that the Black Mist Season is coming, and the entire Solu Plain will be controlled by the God of Disaster!"

"Shut up! You damn bad guy!"

At this time, a blood warrior of the Pramo tribe suddenly burst out with a roar and said loudly, ": The great blood-killing god will never abandon his people! The evil one who defects to the God of Disaster will definitely be punished by the God of Blood-killing god!"

"The God of Blood-killing? Ridiculous!"

Savi danced his tongue all over his body, and let out a arrogant laugh, saying, "Only the God of Disaster is the only master in the world. Since you believe in the God of Blood Killing, then die for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long blood-colored tongue shot out.

The blood warrior's chest was instantly pierced, and blood spurted out of his mouth. A ferocious expression of pain appeared on his face, but with his strong willpower, his eyes were still staring in the air.

"How about it?"

Savi smiled coldly and looked at the blood warrior condescendingly, and said hoarsely, "Did you feel the power of the great God of Disaster? Now kneel down and beg me for mercy. Maybe I can reduce your pain!"

"The evil one... don't think about it!"

The blood warrior's legs trembled, but he still stood there, gritting his teeth and said, ": The people of the God of Blood-killing will never be afraid of death!"

A trace of cold flashed in Savi's eyes.

He hated the blood warrior's eyes very much, and at the same time he hated the other party's tenacity, so he did not tear him apart directly, but waved his long bloody tongue and whipped it like a whip.

Slap sex!

"Pray! Repent!"

Above the long blood-colored tongue, fine barbs grew, and every time they hit the Blood Warrior, a piece of flesh and blood could be rolled up.

Savi laughed wildly and said, "Submit to the great God of Disasters! I will end your torture and stop you from suffering!"
To be continued...