Hongmeng Demon is the current prison master of the hell world.
The first two prison masters were greatly reduced in strength due to sneak attacks by humans, and then disappeared during the civil strife.
This also makes the Hongmeng Demon extremely wary of human players, and all dungeons leading to the human world are closely watched.
"Oh no, Prison Master! The copy location in the vampire world has changed. It is suspected that an enemy has invaded!"
What?
Invasion? Who invaded?
The frightened Hongmeng Demon stared at a pair of huge orange eyes, with three pairs of pupils separating and reuniting.
"Tell me clearly, who invaded?"
"The world of vampires..."
"Nonsense, let me ask who it is!"
"Well, I don't know yet, but judging from the fluctuations of the barrier, it should be the enemy of the lord class."
Lord class?
Isn't that similar to that loser Harvey?
Hongmeng Demon was relieved.
I thought Beavis was calling.
The strength of the Hongmeng Demon is slightly worse than that of Bivis, but the overall strength of the hell world is much higher than that of the vampire world.
The strength of a prince is a rare species in the vampire world, and each of them shoulders a heavy responsibility.
In the hell world, a Hongmeng demon would have no problem taking one Harvey at a time.
That piece of trash Harvey can't even hold on to a half-finished copy.
If that guy wasn't still useful, he would have been eaten long ago.
"Go and warn that loser, don't kill yourself before the value is exhausted. I'm too lazy to find a new spy."
The bone-spurred hell creature hurried away.
Jian Shi was wandering around the hell world.
Not long after entering the hell world, he discovered that Jing Fei was very popular with those hell creatures.
Maybe he sensed the hostile aura in him.
Jing Fei was not surprised at all. After taking care of all the first batch of hellish creatures that discovered them, he and Jian Shi took action separately.
And agreed on the time and place to leave.
Sure enough, after the two separated, the attacks he received suddenly decreased by half.
When the breath of death was released again, none of the hellish creatures surrounding him were gone.
Which direction is better to take?
Jian Shi looked at the strange plants around her, but she was thinking about what gift to bring back to An Suisui.
If you are indecisive, draw a card.
Jing Fei did not arrange any tasks for Jian Shi, so Jian Shi just pretended to be traveling to a strange place and walked very casually.
He took out a palm-sized deck of cards from the space bag he carried with him.
The back of the card has a cute bunny print, but someone used a marker pen to write different handwriting on the front.
It's a sign An Suisui made for Jian Shi to ask for directions, specifically for use when trying to get lucky.
After all, let Jian Shi choose...
Tsk tsk tsk, I understand everything.
Pulling out a card at random, Jian Shi glanced at the content on it, then chose a plan according to the script, and headed in one direction towards death.
If An Suisui is the ultimate good luck, then Jian Shi is the ultimate bad luck.
Nowadays, the choices made by mixing good luck and bad luck are not balanced as An Suisui expected.
Even Jian Shi himself was thinking, is this good luck or bad luck?
Following An Suisui's prompts, it didn't take long for him to walk out of the seemingly endless dark forest.
But outside the forest is not a vast plain, but a bottomless abyss.
Jian Shi caught a small flower that could fly in mid-air, and planned to sit on the small flower and float to the other side of the abyss.
But something went wrong with this little flower. Not only did it not lead him to the other side of the abyss, it flew lower and lower, and finally flew to a pool at the bottom of the abyss.
"Why is it so early this time? Or is there something happening outside?"
Listening to the strange and old voice under the pool, Jian Shi didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Who is this?
Why are you talking to yourself right from the start?
He just sat there, neither answering nor leaving, just wanting to see what was under the pool.
Perhaps it was Jian Shi's silence that made the things under the pool realize something was wrong.
The calm black water surged like his anger.
Streams of thick black mist seeped out from below, slowly floating on the surface of the pool, and rushed toward Jian Shi with bared teeth and claws.
Jian Shi's eyelids twitched.
The inexplicable sense of familiarity prevented him from dodging this attack.
And the Death Bloodline, which suddenly became excited after being wrapped in the black mist, also confirmed his conjecture.
The monster under the Blackwater Pool is actually a creature of the same ancestry as the God of Death.
The black mist that enveloped him not only did not harm him at all, but was also swallowed up and absorbed by the blood of the god of death little by little, transforming it into his strength.
The guy hiding under the black pool seemed unable to notice what was going on above the pool.
She thought Jian Shi had it under control, so she said something angrily, "Even you want to betray me."
On the other hand, because he didn't hear Jian Shi's screams, he increased the output of the black mist.
However, soon, he also noticed something was wrong.
My own subordinates know it themselves.
There is no one in the hell world who is not greedy for life and afraid of death. What gathers here are a group of dark creatures filled with negative emotions.
The great feeling of being brave and not afraid of death has nothing to do with them.
But a long time passed, and the guy was so stubborn that he didn't even let out a scream.
Did you hit him too hard and accidentally kill him?
While the hell creatures under the Blackwater Pond were still suspicious, Jian Shi was caught in a dilemma.
Peeping the leopard in the tube.
Death Qi can be said to be a skill he is more familiar with. Through the opponent's brief moves, he can know the approximate upper limit of the opponent's strength.
The one under the Blackwater Pond is much stronger than him, and it is absolutely impossible for him to win with his current strength.
He thought, why not leave here first, go back and meet Jing Fei, and then let Jing Fei come and deal with this guy.
Then he discovered that the bloodline of the god of death that had begun to absorb the black mist was like being fused together with glue, and it was impossible to cut off the connection with the black mist.
He can either absorb all the black mist and become the biggest winner.
Either give up this talent directly and give the blood to the other party, otherwise it is impossible to leave.
It is impossible to give something away for free.
Whether he was that generous is another matter, at least the guy down there was so angry that he refused to leave Blackwater Pond to come out to check.
That means he may have been injured or unable to leave Blackwater Pond due to other reasons.
Since his own bloodline of the God of Death is from the same ancestry as his opponent, if he really dares to give it up, with such a big dose of tonic, the opponent will be better off, not to mention being resurrected with full blood.
At that time, even if he wanted to escape, it would be impossible for him to escape.
Jian Shi could only sit by the pool, hoping that the guy under the pool could finish casting spells quickly and not encounter other monsters during this period.
The guy under the pool couldn't figure out what was going on outside. After seeing no sound for a long time, he also planned to take back his power.
Then he discovered the same situation as Jian Shi.
Damn it, why is the death energy he radiates out of control? This chapter has been completed!