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Chapter 3926 Demon Class

 In the demon world, hierarchy is strict and strength is respected.

There are thirteen elders who control the entire Demonic World. Their status is unshakable and their strength is unfathomable. The ultimate goal of all the demons in the Demonic Realm is to replace the elders.

There are only thirteen elders, and this has never changed. Only after being challenged, defeated, dead, etc., will new elders be born and become one of the controllers of the Demonic World.

Under the elders, there are lords one by one. Each lord controls a large area and divides the entire demon world, but they still need to obey the elders' orders.

The highest person under the lord is the prince. Each lord has a different number of princes. They are all the lord's right-hand assistants.

Below the prince, there are five levels of nobility: Duke, Marquis and Bozinan. The higher the title, the more tribes they command. Below the title, there are ordinary tribes. On one side of the leader are the village lords and leaders.

And generally speaking, each tribe is basically composed of people with the same surname.

"Our tribe is the Black Moon Tribe, also called Black Moon Village. It is a tribe led by Baron Morizza. It is a very weak tribe." Black Moon Luotong stuck out his tongue and admitted this without hesitation.

"Our Baron Morizzi is very warlike and wants to annex the territories of other barons, so we call him Little Lord, which means that he will start a war again. When the war starts, someone will be injured. If he is injured, he will need to make a potion. Of course, it is up to us.

These weak tribes have come to gather herbs."

"Because we are very weak, the Baron will not choose warriors from our tribe, and life is so difficult now. Losing a warrior from the tribe is a big loss for us, so we only need to hand over enough herbs."

"But if the quantity of herbs is not enough, the tribe must have warriors to follow them to fight. But now we have picked all the herbs near Black Moon Mountain. If we want to pick more, we have to go deeper, but it is more dangerous there.

"

Mu Feng listened quietly and gained a preliminary understanding of the Demonic Heaven Realm. It was much more chaotic than the Zhongtian Realm. Fighting was common and they were warlike.

It was lucky for him that he was picked up by the peace-loving tribe of Black Moon Village.

"Can't you even remember your own name?"

Mu Feng nodded: "I really can't remember, why don't you name one for me."

Luo Tong thought about it and suddenly said with a smile: "Let's call you Black Moon Luolong. After all, it was the real dragon who saved you!"

"Okay, let's call him Luo Long!"

Mu Feng just decided on his name casually.

They walked through the jungle at the foot of Black Moon Mountain without encountering any gods or demons. Luo Tong thought they were too lucky, but he didn't know it was a little dragon following behind.

In order to protect Mu Feng, the little dragon shrunk his body and followed behind him, using the might of the dragon to frighten the gods and demons here, allowing them to return to Black Moon Village safely.

Black Moon Village looks very ordinary, it can even be said to be simple. The village is just a large area surrounded by stones and tree branches. Because it is at the foot of Black Moon Mountain, it has a mountain at its back, so there is no need to worry about the back.

The houses are basically thatched houses. At this time, most of the women in the village are demons, and they are all busy.

Seeing Luo Tong come back and bringing back a stranger, everyone was very curious, so they all came together.

Luo Tong told them that Mu Feng was picked up and returned to his home. The floor in the house was made of
It is made of branches, and you only need to put a layer of animal skins on it for sleeping.

Luo Tong's mother is the same as the demons. She is very tall compared to humans. Although she is not as good as demon men, she is stronger than most human men and taller than Mu Fengdu.

For Rogon.

In comparison, both Mu Feng and Luo Tong looked very thin.

Especially Mu Feng, among a group of demons, seemed to be severely malnourished.

"Oh, you are too thin. Do you have something wrong with you?"

Luo Gong came forward, pinched Mu Feng's arms and legs, and said bluntly.

Luo Tong quickly said: "Mother, how can you say this? Luo Long is not sick, he is just injured!"

"Oh, then I'll make something delicious." Rogon said quickly.

Luo Tong shook his head: "At this time, you should go to the priest, right?"

There are priests in every tribe, and they are generally very powerful people. Whether it is healing diseases and saving people or making sacrifices to the heaven, priests are all doing it.

And unlike ordinary demons, priests are also very thin, but they can use witchcraft.

Soon the priest from the tribe came here. After seeing Mu Feng's wound, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did you get this injury?"

Mu Feng looked surprised and asked quickly: "Do you know him? I seem to have lost my memory and can't remember anything!"

The priest sighed: "I don't know, but there is a layer of powerful force attached to the wound. I can't remove it at all. Maybe the Baron can."

Luo Tong suddenly looked disappointed, and his heart was full of worry. How could the Baron take action for a small tribe like them?

Mu Feng felt relieved, thinking that he would be discovered.

"It's okay. I vaguely remember that I seem to be able to exorcise these powers. As long as I try a few times, it should be fine."

"Oh? In that case, you should be very powerful, but I don't know why you ended up here." The priest smiled, "Looking at your small physique, could you be a priest too?"

Mu Feng sighed and hurriedly used the excuse of amnesia to fool him.

The priest squatted down and put his hand on Mu Feng's wound. A black power surged out like smoke and covered his wound.

This power is very similar to the Holy Yuan. It is probably the demonic energy that can only be cultivated by demon priests.

Demons generally only cultivate their physical bodies, but priests cultivate demonic energy and not physical fitness. Therefore, unlike ordinary demons, they also know many witchcraft that only priests can use. After all, only by controlling demonic energy can you use witchcraft.

After a while, the priest took back his hand and said helplessly: "I can't do anything. I should be able to make you feel better and take a good rest."

"Thank you, priest." Mu Feng quickly thanked him.

After the priest left, Luo Gong actually brought a large piece of roasted meat, the size of a watermelon, and placed it in front of Mu Feng.

"Come on, put down the mat first, and I'll cook for you."

Mu Feng looked at the barbecue in front of him and thought, no wonder the demons are so strong, but this meat is just a side dish?

He quickly excused himself: "No, I'm not hungry now and I have no appetite."

Luo Gong looked regretful: "Well, wait until you are hungry and talk to me again." In the Demonic World, hierarchy is strict and strength is respected.

There are thirteen elders who control the entire Demonic World. Their status is unshakable and their strength is unfathomable. The ultimate goal of all the demons in the Demonic Realm is to replace the elders.

There are only thirteen elders, and this has never changed. Only after being challenged, defeated, dead, etc., will new elders be born and become one of the controllers of the Demonic World.

Under the elders, there are lords one by one. Each lord controls a large area and divides the entire demon world, but they still need to obey the elders' orders.

The highest person under the lord is the prince, and each lord has a different number of princes. They are all the lord's right-hand assistants. .??.

Below the prince, there are five levels of nobility: Duke, Marquis and Bozinan. The higher the title, the more tribes they command. Below the title, there are ordinary tribes. On one side of the leader are the village lords and leaders.

And generally speaking, each tribe is basically composed of people with the same surname.

"Our tribe is the Black Moon Tribe, also called Black Moon Village. It is a tribe led by Baron Morizza. It is a very weak tribe." Black Moon Luotong stuck out his tongue and admitted this without hesitation.

"Our Baron Morizzi is very warlike and wants to annex the territories of other barons, so we call him Little Lord, which means that he will start a war again. When the war starts, someone will be injured. If he is injured, he will need to make a potion. Of course, it is up to us.

These weak tribes have come to gather herbs."

"Because we are very weak, the Baron will not choose warriors from our tribe, and life is so difficult now. Losing a warrior from the tribe is a big loss for us, so we only need to hand over enough herbs."

"But if the quantity of herbs is not enough, the tribe must have warriors to follow them to fight. But now we have picked all the herbs near Black Moon Mountain. If we want to pick more, we have to go deeper, but it is more dangerous there.

"

Mu Feng listened quietly and gained a preliminary understanding of the Demonic Heaven Realm. It was much more chaotic than the Zhongtian Realm. Fighting was common and they were warlike.

It was lucky for him that he was picked up by the peace-loving tribe of Black Moon Village.

"Can't you even remember your own name?"

Mu Feng nodded: "I really can't remember, why don't you name one for me."

Luo Tong thought about it and suddenly said with a smile: "Let's call you Black Moon Luolong. After all, it was the real dragon who saved you!"

"Okay, let's call him Luo Long!"

Mu Feng just decided on his name casually.

They walked through the jungle at the foot of Black Moon Mountain without encountering any gods or demons. Luo Tong thought they were too lucky, but he didn't know it was a little dragon following behind.

In order to protect Mu Feng, the little dragon shrunk his body and followed behind him, using the might of the dragon to frighten the gods and demons here, allowing them to return to Black Moon Village safely.

Black Moon Village looks very ordinary, it can even be said to be simple. The village is just a large area surrounded by stones and tree branches. Because it is at the foot of Black Moon Mountain, it has a mountain at its back, so there is no need to worry about the back.

The houses are basically thatched houses. At this time, most of the women in the village are demons, and they are all busy.

Seeing Luo Tong come back and bringing back a stranger, everyone was very curious, so they all came together.

Luo Tong told them that Mu Feng was picked up and returned to his home. The floor in the house was made of
It is made of branches, and you only need to put a layer of animal skins on it for sleeping.

Luo Tong's mother is the same as the demons. She is very tall compared to humans. Although she is not as good as demon men, she is stronger than most human men and taller than Mu Fengdu.

For Rogon.

In comparison, both Mu Feng and Luo Tong looked very thin.

Especially Mu Feng, among a group of demons, seemed to be severely malnourished.

"Oh, you are too thin. Do you have something wrong with you?"

Luo Gong came forward, pinched Mu Feng's arms and legs, and said bluntly.

Luo Tong quickly said: "Mother, how can you say this? Luo Long is not sick, he is just injured!"

"Oh, then I'll make something delicious." Rogon said quickly.

Luo Tong shook his head: "At this time, you should go to the priest, right?"

There are priests in every tribe, and they are generally very powerful people. Whether it is healing diseases and saving people or making sacrifices to the heaven, priests are all doing it.

And unlike ordinary demons, priests are also very thin, but they can use witchcraft.

Soon the priest from the tribe came here. After seeing Mu Feng's wound, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did you get this injury?"

Mu Feng looked surprised and asked quickly: "Do you know him? I seem to have lost my memory and can't remember anything!"

The priest sighed: "I don't know, but there is a layer of powerful force attached to the wound. I can't remove it at all. Maybe the Baron can."

Luo Tong suddenly looked disappointed, and his heart was full of worry. How could the Baron take action for a small tribe like them?

Mu Feng felt relieved, thinking that he would be discovered.

"It's okay. I vaguely remember that I seem to be able to exorcise these powers. As long as I try a few times, it should be fine."

"Oh? In that case, you should be very powerful, but I don't know why you ended up here." The priest smiled, "Looking at your small physique, could you be a priest too?"

Mu Feng sighed and hurriedly used the excuse of amnesia to fool him.

The priest squatted down and put his hand on Mu Feng's wound. A black power surged out like smoke and covered his wound.

This power is very similar to the Holy Yuan. It is probably the demonic energy that can only be cultivated by demon priests.

Demons generally only cultivate their physical bodies, but priests cultivate demonic energy and not physical fitness. Therefore, unlike ordinary demons, they also know many witchcraft that only priests can use. After all, only by controlling demonic energy can you use witchcraft.

After a while, the priest took back his hand and said helplessly: "I can't do anything. I should be able to make you feel better and take a good rest."

"Thank you, priest." Mu Feng quickly thanked him.

After the priest left, Luo Gong actually brought a large piece of roasted meat, the size of a watermelon, and placed it in front of Mu Feng.

"Come on, put down the mat first, and I'll cook for you."

Mu Feng looked at the barbecue in front of him and thought, no wonder the demons are so strong, but this meat is just a side dish?

He quickly excused himself: "No, I'm not hungry now and I have no appetite."

Rogun looked regretful: "Well, tell me when you are hungry."


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