The purification ceremony of the blood pool was about to be completed, when a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the water surface, and a huge spherical cocoon shell floated up.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Boss Xumo's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands in excitement.
Under the gaze of the three brothers, the cocoon shell cracked open, and a white and wet arm stretched out.
The Babu Demon in the cocoon has successfully evolved into a enchanting and beautiful succubus. The moment he emerged from the cocoon, he immediately noticed that something had happened to the blood pool.
The three devils guarding the pool looked at her with evil intentions.
The succubus' body trembled, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
His expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly opened the bat's wings and flew into the air.
She knew that Su Mo had no ability to fly.
As long as you fly high into the sky, you will be invincible!
However, it wasn't just the bearded demon who was guarding the blood pool.
"Huh? Still want to run?"
Anzu Demon Backhouse narrowed his small eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on his fat face.
He raised his right hand, silently said "telekinesis", and seemingly casually grabbed it from the air.
"Well!!"
The succubus, who had already flown a hundred feet into the air, suddenly felt his throat tighten, as if an invisible vise was strangling his neck, and he suddenly fell into suffocation.
More than a ton of telekinesis was exerted on her body, and her fragile wings were unable to resist it.
The succubus, pulled by the power of thought, fell straight down like a big bird with broken wings and fell heavily to the ground.
puff!!
The succubus spat out a large mouthful of blood, struggled to escape, and suddenly heard the roar of a ferocious beast.
The invisible hellcat pounced on the succubus' back, swung its sharp claws, pulled and bit, and tore a pair of wings to pieces.
"Sir! That witch looks pretty good, don't you want to relax on her and vent your anger?" the boss of Sumama hinted with a lewd smile.
"What do you mean, kid?" Anzu Mo's face darkened and he was upright, "You are just using this to test your boss and want to drag me down? Huh, that's too outrageous!"
"Hehe! Your Excellency is a well-behaved man, so naturally he doesn't look down on this kind of trash. Can you give it to our brothers for entertainment?"
Xu Mo's smile became more and more lewd.
"Isn't this not good?" Anzumo looked embarrassed, "Doing this kind of thing while on duty violates the Catch-22 rules formulated by the Duke himself. If you can't help it, I can only record the violation.
Report the truth to General Turas."
The three brothers of Xu Mo exchanged glances, each took out a black crystal as big as a thumb, and pretended to casually stuff it into Anzu Mo's hands.
"Please, sir, be accommodating!"
Backhouse touched the tribute offered by his subordinates, put it quietly into his sleeve, and yawned exaggeratedly.
"I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the car and take a nap. The prisoner will be handed over to you three brothers for interrogation. Don't delay too long."
"That's right! Interrogate the prisoners! We will definitely interrogate strictly and try to dig out information useful to you from the witch's mouth!"
The three Xu Mo brothers smiled happily and understood.
Anzu Mo returned to the chariot alone, spread out his broad palms, and stared at the three one-inch square black crystals in his palms.
Inside the crystal, white spots are vaguely visible.
If you look closely, you will find that each spot is a small human face, pale and distorted, with a painful expression, as if it is undergoing torture.
This is a soul crystal, also known as "disaster currency". It is a currency popular in the lower planes and is very popular among demons and demons.
Each face in the disaster coin is a self-destructive soul, sealed in crystal and never reincarnated.
The more souls sealed in the disaster coin, the higher the face value.
The three calamity coins given by the Xumo brothers to Backhouse have double-digit numbers of souls sealed, and they are worth a lot of money.
Anzu Mo nodded with satisfaction.
The three bearded demons under his command are quite sensible.
A woman's scream could be heard in the distance.
Anzumo raised his eyelids and ignored the succubus who was being ravaged by the three brothers. He casually put three disaster coins into his pocket, took out his account book, and recorded today's results.
Destroy a Chaos Blood Pool and kill several enemies.
Anzumo looked through the account book and calculated his merits, which were almost enough for promotion.
Unfortunately, he has a tense relationship with his immediate superior, the Horned Demon General Turas.
If the immediate superior does not write a letter of recommendation, no matter how much the Duke appreciates him, he will not be promoted beyond the level.
Theoretically, as long as he accumulates enough, Backhouse can forcibly advance and evolve into a higher level devil, such as an ice devil, even without the approval of his immediate superior.
However, disobeying instructions and advancing without permission is tantamount to breaking the rules, despising superiors, and making serious political mistakes. You can't expect to get along within the system in the future.
In addition to being expelled from the military and public offices, devils who advance privately will also be collectively blacklisted by the major forces in the Nine Prisons and will never be hired.
Even family and friends will be affected, and any occasion where political review is required will be hampered by this matter.
When a devil is reduced to such a state, it is equivalent to social death.
For the Anzu Demon who is ambitious to climb up, such a heavy price is unacceptable.
Although it is not advisable to advance privately, the normal promotion path seems very slim.
Thinking of his gloomy future, Backhouse felt a headache.
General Turas was secretly investigating the munitions embezzlement case, and he was also under suspicion. He was transferred from the munitions department by General Turas and sent on hunting missions.
It is a horizontal transfer in name, but in reality the job benefits, hidden power and gray income are very different, and there is no doubt that they have been severely suppressed.
Backhouse's hands were not very clean during his time in the munitions department, but he did not think he had made any mistakes.
Everyone is a devil, who can truly be an honest official?
He didn't believe how honest General Tulas was, it was just that he hadn't been found out yet.
He was not willing to let his superiors manipulate him, so he narrowed his eyes, grew evil and fearless, and secretly planned to design a clever trap to get rid of General Turas who was blocking his promotion...
After the three demon brothers vented their anger on the succubus, their interest did not diminish. They dragged the half-dead witch to the chariot and forced it into a large meat grinder used to process demon corpses.
With a burst of heartbreaking screams, the succubus with a voluptuous body and jade-like skin was turned into a mess of blood and flesh. The juice was squeezed and filtered, and the residue was drained. Only the flesh and blood slurry was left and was fed into the power furnace through the conduit as a backup energy source for the hell chariot.
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Burning demon blood can double the speed of the hell chariot in a short period of time.
The two heavy weapons carried by the chariot, the "Hell Cannon" and the "Two-Series Sonic Cannon", also require demon blood to be fired before they can be fired.
The higher the demon's rank, the more energy it will provide for the hell chariot after crushing and squeezing the juice.
However, this bioenergy is not that stable.
When the tank is burning demon blood, since the impurities in the blood are difficult to filter out, malfunctions such as "cylinder explosion" will occasionally occur.
