My blood-red eyes glared at the Blood Demon fiercely, and the mysterious runes on my forehead kept shining. As a person who has lost my mind, I should not have any emotions towards any living beings. Some, I can only treat them equally.
, Destruction! However, in front of the Blood Demon, my anger could not be suppressed. The remaining thoughts in my consciousness were forcibly expressed through my body. No matter who it was, no matter what the obstacle was, I must kill the Blood Demon.
Drop it and let him suffer forever.
The huge demon wings flapped slightly, and my body jumped up, surpassing the speed of light, and rushed to the blood demon's side in less than 0.01 seconds. The energy emerging from my body, and the powerful murderous intent, swept everything away.
It was torn apart. I completely ignored any obstacles or other influences brought by the bloody world of the Blood Demon.
One claw, just one claw!
My hands condensed into claws and pierced through the blood demon's body and penetrated deep into its heart.
"roar……"
The pain that penetrated my body, as well as the severe pain that was eroded by my murderous aura and evil spirit, suddenly made even a strong-willed demon like the Blood Demon scream in pain. My eyes were shining with relief and happiness,
His hand firmly grasped the blood demon's heart, and with a gentle pull, he pulled it out.
The bloody core, similar to the existence of a heart, is the source of survival of the Blood Demon and the core of energy.
My pupils opened slightly, and I looked at the blood-red core that was still beating in my hands, with an extremely ferocious look in my eyes.
"Pa..."
With a gentle squeeze, the energy core was instantly crushed to pieces by me.
"ah……"
The blood demon who had lost his energy core clutched his chest and fell to the ground, rolling crazily and constantly. His pupils grew huge, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and veins popped out on his forehead. He originally exuded the light of a blood snake.
The scales are gradually fading at this moment. The energy has been gradually dissipated, and his life breath is also gradually weakening. If he was not an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
With a strong breath, I inhaled the blood-colored core powder that turned into pulverized form through my nose.
Demonic nature: killing!
Each of the ten devil kings is an existence formed by the accumulation of great negative emotions and influenced by the demonic energy of the devil. The blood demon is extremely bloodthirsty, and his principle is killing. His demonic nature is killing. Now his
The energy core was sucked away by me, that is, the demonic nature that supported his life was taken away by me, and it was impossible to survive. And I had already lost my mind, and now I have added the murderous demonic nature, and my obsession has become deeper.
One point.
The bloody world slowly disappeared, and the Blood Demon lay on the ground with only one breath left to linger. Perhaps he never imagined that the cost of angering me would be so serious. The condition for me to transform into a demon was his life.
There was no resistance at all. He was completely unable to resist. Just one blow completely destroyed his life. Without the source of energy and life, he was completely hopeless. He was originally formed by demonic nature and demonic energy.
, there is no body at all. Once it loses energy, it will dissipate between heaven and earth, and its only end will be the death of its soul.
"The power of divine blood!"
Looking at the blood demon who is getting weaker and weaker, his eyes are suddenly wide open as his figure gradually becomes transparent, and there is a crazy look in his eyes. Do you want to die? How can it be that easy? Without sanity,
There is no reason, no emotion or memory, just killing that destroys everything. Life goes on and the killing continues. However, before I completely sealed my consciousness, I felt resentment and powerful resentment towards the bastard blood demon in front of me.
And the murderous intention drove my body to make actions that were inconsistent with a killing machine.
A stream of scarlet blood was injected into the body of the blood demon. For the dark demons, the nemesis may be the power of light and the power of life, but there is another thing that they can't stand more than these two, and that is class.
The suppression of the weak. The law of the jungle is the unchanging law of the entire universe. In the demon clan, this law is even more abrupt. The suppression of the lower ones by the superiors of the demon clan is extremely powerful or cruel. Although the blood demon is enough
Capital, but it is still not enough in front of the awakened former god of death.
A drop of my blood can save him, but it makes him suffer all kinds of pain and torture. That drop of blood can make him burn with heart-burning fire, making him miserable. He is the one who killed Sister Ling and the others. Let me
How could a demon who had fallen into a situation of no return be allowed to die like this so easily?
"Reincarnation of Heaven!"
With a hand, a strange cyclonic black hole was released from my hand, sucking the blood demon in, which had no resistance at all. Mastering the power of reincarnation, as the new generation of Lord of the Underworld, he drove the blood demon into
It is too simple to fall into the abyss of eternal damnation and endure endless torture in endless reincarnations.
After getting rid of the blood demon, I couldn't help but become sluggish, my huge body motionless. Is this remembrance? Grief? Or loneliness?
The instinct against the enemy left in my body kept me quiet for a while, but it was only for a while. The next moment, as a humanoid killing weapon, I finally started to move.
The bloody space of the Blood Demon disappeared, and the streets returned to their original state, still so prosperous. Unfortunately, the people here passed away forever and turned into mummies.
Moving my steps slightly, I walked towards the place where there was life.
"Have you...still come to this point? Is this fate that can never be broken?"
A faint voice suddenly reached my ears, causing my steps to step out to pause.
Whose voice is this voice? Why do I feel so heartbroken? Why do I still feel heartache when I clearly have no heart and everything, only anger and murderous intent left? Who is it? The owner of this voice
Who is it?
Pain, it hurts the heart, breaks the liver and intestines, hurts like bone marrow, hurts into the soul!
Why? Why do I feel pain when I clearly have no feeling, let alone emotion?
"The reincarnation of fate and the retribution of karma are ultimately unavoidable. Those who are chosen by heaven are those who are destined by heaven. No, they should be those who want to transcend heaven. This is the most difficult level to see if you can be safe.
If you pass, the six realms will be hopeful; if you fail, the six realms will be destroyed. I hope you can overcome the darkness in your heart. Your life is not just yours. Your existence is not just for a few people."
The mighty and ethereal sound, like the singing of evening drums and morning bells, or the chanting of fairy music and Sanskrit, is full of endless power of heaven. This sound is completely enough to make a murderer put down his butcher knife, but it has no effect on me. Although this familiar voice
It gave me inexplicable angina. However, the killing and hatred, anger and violence in my heart were not reduced at all. My mind was still boundless darkness...
