"Oli, what are you doing!" The companions around him were all stunned by this scene and shouted loudly, but now this strange situation made them afraid to take action for a while.
"He...he's not Ollie," Mogard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the great formation mage, "Who are you?"
I saw Ollie laughing sadly: "Brother Mo, you often hate me and scold me, but I didn't expect you didn't recognize me now in front of you?"
Mogarde's face looked a little confused at first, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his expression changed drastically.
At this time, the "Lord of Slaughter" looked at Ollie coldly: "Lord of Demons!"
Ollie smiled: "My master is still very wise."
Immediately, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. Ollie, who was originally like an old scholar, suddenly turned into a monster with exposed skin and a grayish and disgusting look. He was clearly the Lord of Demons.
Seeing this scene, Salame's men couldn't help but take a few steps back, and each of their bodies couldn't help but tremble a little. It was obvious that the oppression left by the Lord of Demons over the years was too strong.
The elders of the True Demon Clan looked happy at first, and then thought that they had pledged their allegiance to the Lord of Slaughter these days, and must have been noticed by him, and they couldn't help but look sad.
"This is impossible, how could you be the Lord of Slaughter? Where has Ollie gone?" Salame finally reacted, her whole body trembling, not sure if it was fear or anger.
Ollie is an old subordinate who has followed her for many years, so how could he betray her?
"Of course I killed that guy who didn't understand current affairs a long time ago, and then I borrowed his skin and essence and blood. I have been undercover by your side for these years. It's really funny to see all your calculations." Killing.
The master's tone seemed a bit proud, and it was obvious that the game of cat and mouse over the years had been very interesting.
"Blood pool!" Salamei suddenly thought of something.
"The Lord of Slaughter" suddenly realized that the Lord of Demons can use the blood pool to make an exact replica of himself. It is indeed not difficult to disguise himself as Ollie.
As for Ollie's professional formation knowledge, it is obvious that the Demon Lord himself is also good at formations.
The Lord of Demons stretched out his long tongue and licked Salami's face: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank the eldest lady. If you hadn't taken me with you, how would I have known all the master's plans?
It’s exciting to think about a hidden fragment of time and space.”
Salame's face turned red, feeling disgusted and angry.
"Let her go!" Mogad's eyes were splitting when he saw this, and he wanted to get up several times and pounce on her, but unfortunately he was too seriously injured and fell to the ground again.
The Lord of Demons looked at him with eyes full of contempt: "You are really ridiculous. As an elder, you have unspeakable feelings for your niece. It's disgusting!"
"You're talking nonsense, I'm not, I didn't!" Mogad's face turned red instantly, he glanced at Salamee secretly, and then carefully looked at the face of the "Lord of Slaughter".
The Lord of Demons sneered: "You dare to do it but don't do it, you are really a poor thing. Oh no, you don't even dare to do it. If I were you, I would have had countless opportunities to become a eldest lady in these years, and cook raw rice into cooked rice.
Then I might even call you a man, but it's a pity that you don't dare, bah, I don't know how you got the same name as a coward like you back then."
"Shameless!" Salami was trembling with anger.
"Thank you for the compliment." The Lord of Demons didn't care at all, but looked at the "Lord of Slaughter" curiously, "Why has the Lord never spoken? It seems that after being suppressed under the snow-capped mountains for these years, his anger has been almost eliminated.
"
The "Lord of Slaughter" looked at him calmly: "Aren't you doing all this just to provoke me deliberately and to find my flaws?"
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Demons: "There is a saying among humans in this world that people should treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days. When we meet today, it is indeed true."
Salami shouted: "Father, don't worry about me, just kill him!"
The Lord of Demons chuckled: "If your father had this ability, he would have taken action long ago. Do you think you still have to say it?"
Salame's heart suddenly felt cold. Yes, considering his father's temper, he had never been threatened by others. It was obvious that he was not sure if he had not taken action.
Over the past few thousand years, the strength of the demon lord may not be lower than that of his father.
The "Lord of Slaughter" was not worried, but asked curiously: "I have a question that I don't understand. Since you have been planning for so long, why did you do it now, instead of after we opened the time and space fragment?"
At the same time, something suddenly dawned on me. No wonder the Demon Lord seemed so angry when he left the demon world, but in fact he had no anger at all.
It turned out that it was all for Salame and even Donal to see. His true form had already been mixed into their team, and everything was under control, so naturally he would not be angry.
The Lord of Demons snorted: "I have been hesitant to take action before. In addition to wanting to know what you are hiding, my biggest fear is this guy."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Donal beside him.
"Donal?" Salame was startled, never expecting that the majestic Lord of Demons would be afraid of him.
"Do you think he is really Donal?" The Demon Lord sneered, "The real Donal has died long ago."
"What!" All the demons present were stunned, especially the elders of the True Demon Clan, who looked at Donal with eyes filled with disbelief.
"This is impossible, he is obviously Donal." The great elder of the True Demon mustered up the courage to say.
"You should know that the masters I sent to invade this world suffered heavy casualties before, and in the end no one was willing to come back, right?" the demon lord said.
The demons nodded slightly, mainly because they came to this world to be restricted by the world's barrier in their cultivation. It would be too uncomfortable to die at the hands of the natives of this world.
In addition, the strong men who invaded this world before were so famous, such as the Shadow Demon King, the War Priest, etc. They were almost all the strongest men under the Lord of Demons. Such strong men were all defeated one after another. Who can still
You dare to come and die.
"So I later used the blood pool to develop a resurrection method and helped them create a body. If they die in this world and their souls return, they can be resurrected in the blood pool." The Lord of Demons sneered.
Looking at Donal, "It's a pity that Donal's soul has never come back. His true body has rotted. So who is this Donal who came to our world?"
Hearing his words, the real demon elder clutched his chest and screamed, almost fainting. The future of the real demon clan was gone.
The demons who were originally responsible for guarding Donal subconsciously took a few steps back. Unknown things are always the most frightening.
"Then who is he?" Even Salamei didn't pay attention to his situation for a while. Instead, he stared at Donal. He didn't expect that he thought he was smart, but during this period, he was played by these two guys one after another.
Round and round.
"Originally, I already had a guess," the Lord of Demons paused, and then continued, "Originally, I thought he was the most powerful regent in this world of cultivation, and wanted to fight back in our world, so I have always been quite concerned about it.
Be afraid of him."
"But I never expected that he would be restrained so easily by my old master. So obviously he cannot be the regent. He must be some kind of right-hand man under the regent."
If the other party is really the Regent, holding the power of the world, as if he is the incarnation of the world's will, how can he be easily defeated by the Lord of Slaughter?
As long as the other party is not the regent, no matter how talented the assistant is, he will never take him seriously again.
"What?" Now it was Yun Yuqing and others' turn to be surprised. This Azu is not Azu, so where is the real Azu?