Shen Zhao came here after showing off in front of his father.
He coiled around the snake he had just taken back by the way, with a look of contemplation on his face, and the twinkling light in his eyes was a bit incomprehensible.
"Your Majesty!" A respectful voice sounded, interrupting Shen Zhao's thoughts.
He looked up and immediately saw a strong 'man' bending down to salute him.
This man was very handsome. His black dress gave his strong body a hint of elegance, and his snake-like vertical pupils gave his face a touch of enchantment.
Behind him, nearly a hundred black and white people walked out of various rooms. They knelt down behind this man without any hesitation and worshiped him.
These people all have some common characteristics, they all have dry skin and four shining fangs at the corners of their mouths.
This also revealed their identities... blood slaves!
"Do you have a name?" Shen Zhao glanced at this handsome man in surprise. After just sucking a hundred people, this vampire actually evolved a lot of wisdom.
Although his power seems to be not as strong as he imagined now, but unexpectedly, ordinary mages are no longer his opponents.
"No, please give me a name, Your Majesty." The vampire still bent over, and his hoarse voice was full of respect.
"You will be called Gula from now on." Shen Zhao thought for a moment and said.
In his mind, there seems to be a vampire named Dracula. They are all vampires anyway, so there shouldn't be much difference.
"Gula...Gula thank you for your name!" The vampire's handsome face showed a look of joy, and the four fangs unconsciously stretched out, adding a hint of terror to his face.
Shen Zhao didn't respond. He walked to the sofa in the castle and sat down. Feeling the black energy and righteousness around him, he frowned deeply.
The balance has been greatly broken. He has just used the power of the system to directly integrate the power of the twelve talismans, raising his strength to even comparable to the newly revived Holy Lord.
But now the Holy Lord is still a stone statue. In the eyes of Black Qi and Zhengqi, it is now two demons who are suppressing Zhengqi.
After all, Dad and the others are just humans. Now that the immortal gods have disappeared, the thing that corresponds to the monarch is gone.
Although Shenzhao doesn't know why the eight immortal gods will not be balanced if they leave the Blue Star, but it will not matter if Curse Blue is on the moon.
But the balance of this world is so fucked up, it seems that there are always so many shackles on the devil.
Shen Zhao thought, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Anyway, the current balance is so unfavorable to him, so it is better to break the balance to the end and make the long-dormant black and right qi go completely crazy!
Maybe there will be unexpected gains.
Thinking of this, Shen Zhao stood up and glanced at Gula and a large group of blood slaves who were still kneeling on the ground.
Shen Zhao's body slowly floated up, and the black energy and righteousness around him seemed to have a premonition of something, and they were swirling around him manically.
boom!
Wisps of flames emanated from his body, but strangely could not burn the noisy black windbreaker. In the eyes that turned completely scarlet after absorbing the twelve talismans, a dragon head pattern flashed, seeming to foreshadow
What.
[There are already two monarch marks on this boundary. If you choose this boundary, it may arouse the dissatisfaction of wandering souls. 】
Shen Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and he ignored the system's words. It was just a soul...it didn't matter.
Words similar to prayers appeared in his mouth, and the ancient demonic language produced very rhythmic syllables.
When all creatures hear these words, they will lower their heads subconsciously, as if they are listening to the will of the most noble being in the world.
The vampire Gula fell to his knees excitedly when he heard the first syllable, as if he had a premonition of something.
"O ancient and powerful darkness, the kingdom of demons will be established at this moment, and the earth under my feet will forever surrender to the greatness of the monarch. In the name of Shenzhao, I will establish the ninth kingdom!"
As soon as the last syllable of Zhong Er's demonic language fell, the surrounding black energy suddenly evacuated rapidly, as if it was avoiding something.
The next moment, a simple dragon head symbol on Shen Zhao's forehead slowly broke away and fell to the ground of the castle.
The black energy leaving the surroundings seemed to be forcibly dragged to the ground by something. The rotation speed of the positive energy also increased, and an irritable mood came from it.
When a wisp of black air slowly fell to the ground along with the mark.
boom!
All the extraordinary beings on the Blue Star felt a tremor in their hearts, and a hint of uneasiness arose in their hearts, as if it was foreshadowing something, but they didn't know what was happening.
On the ground of the castle, a golden throne slowly protrudes. The throne looks like gold, but the scene of wisps of black gas wandering inside adds a touch of mystery to it.
Shen Zhao walked in step by step, turned around and sat down.
Boom~
The bells that seemed to have sounded from ancient times until now sounded in the castle, indicating that this small kingdom was completely established at this moment.
"See Your Majesty!" Vampire Gula turned around and knelt down facing the throne, his voice sounded extremely passionate, as if he was celebrating the birth of the new king.
"See Your Majesty!"
Behind him, nearly a hundred blood slaves knelt down in unison, shouting in unison that seemed very powerful at this moment.
Just like the true founding of the country!
Shen Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the demonic energy in his body was skyrocketing. Coupled with the origin of Shenlong, he now felt that he was invincible in the world.
And just when he was obsessed with his own strength, other places were not peaceful either.
San Francisco, Dad's Antique Store.
Feeling the uneasiness in his heart, Dad frowned deeply and didn't even notice that the book describing the Holy Lord in his hand fell to the ground.
"What's wrong, dad?" Chen Long noticed and asked with a yawn.
It was already eleven o'clock in the night. He had already fallen asleep at this time normally, and now he was terribly sleepy.
His words brought Dad back to his senses, and he said directly: "Now find information about other demons, about the most ancient demons, quickly!"
"Dad, how about we look for it tomorrow? It's really time to go to bed now." Chen Long pointed at the clock on the wall and said.
Bang, oh!
"Stop talking nonsense and go find it! The demon is even more powerful now. If you don't want the whole world to be enslaved, go find it quickly!" Dad knocked Chen Long on the forehead and yelled.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Chen Long rubbed his head, and some of his sleepiness was also shaken away. He quickly agreed to go and search for it in his father's pile of books that could fill a room.
Dad: "One more thing, there were eight most powerful demons in ancient times, so I'm looking for them."
Chen Long: "Okay, I'm looking for it."
Dad: "One more thing. I also want the autobiographies of those ancient mages. There may be some clues in them."
Chen Long: "Okay..."
Dad: "One more thing, you are too slow. Call Blake and ask him to follow you!"