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Chapter 2186 The dark one, black blood spreads all over the sky!

Compared to other superiors on the Hunter Plane, the space tunnel torn apart by Yibo Zitor when he arrived seemed very insignificant, or it could be said that it was simply a hole the size of a palm.

Countless night demons poured out of the hole, and in just a few minutes, the originally clear sky ceased to exist. The swarms of night demons blocked the sunlight and blocked the natural conversion of psychic power.

But among the group of night demons, one looked very strange. There was a large area around it, as if it existed like King Ogu and the Nine Principalities.

Along with a series of weird murmurs, the night demons took action again. They scattered in all directions, and it looked like they had transformed into countless black meteors.

The creatures within a radius of 10,000 meters were devoured by those night demons, and they became more and more excited, constantly flying and circling around that special existence.

And that special existence transformed into a human form after the Night Demon returned home. He was a thin man, and he was the last person from the Hunter Plane to come to this world.

Yibo Zitor, the Dark One. In his human form, he is floating in the air. His black arms are shaking slightly like dead branches. The head in the black cloak has twisted facial features and is twisting slowly all the time.

If you look carefully, its eyes are clearly in a wandering state, and something seems to be hidden under the cloak, causing them to bulge and shrink all the time.

They were two bat wings that were more than ten meters long. With each dance, the spiritual energy fluctuations in the air were shattered and reorganized, and the cycle started again and again.

"Is this a safe haven for those guys... I didn't expect it to be so unbearable, at least I can't sense any powerful existence..."

"I didn't expect that there would be such a complicated language system in this dimensional space plane, but it is inconsistent with its strength. Is there something wrong with my perception ability?"

"Should I do anything with honor? Since I have landed in this dimensional space, I should also follow the natural laws here."

Yibo Zittel mastered the language, customs, beliefs, distribution of forces, and everything in this dimensional space from the returning night demons.

No one can calculate the specific number of those night demons, let alone where those creatures come from or why they live under the black cloak.

But the only thing that was certain was that all those night demons had folded their bat wings at this moment and were clinging tightly to Ibo Zitor, like babies greedily sucking their mother's breath.

Those night demons are the embodiment of the split soul of Ibo Zitor, and the only food is not the flesh and blood of any living creature, but the unique black blood of Ibo Zitor.

Ibo Zitor is a symbol of darkness and death. He is good at using the black blood in his body to curse his victims. In other words, those "black blood" are his essence. In essence, his body is just a

It has a body, or it is the embodiment of "black blood".

Yibo Zitel arrived at the inner lake of the Shayel Principality in the August Continent. It happened to be late autumn, and all the merchants gathered in Blood Diamond Bay, but the inner lake was rarely clean.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yibo Zitel did not rush to Blood Diamond Bay, but looked at everything around him, from the flying mosquitoes and flies, to the hare cautiously probing his head, from the occasionally burst blisters, to the blue sky and white clouds.

He has no interest at all in what this dimensional space plane is like. To be precise, he came to hunt down the Realm of Nothingness, but the opponent chose this place to fight to the death.

Moreover, compared to the other three superiors of the Hunter Plane (Mab No Regin, the Mother of Snakes, Diendra the Scarlet Perfection, and the Mother of Phos), the Dark One Ibo Zittel

He is most severely consumed during his journey through the planes. Otherwise, with his true strength, he could easily cover the entire Principality of Shayel with Night Demons.

The setting sun dyed the inner lake red, but the noise of Blood Diamond Bay was still heard. Yibo Zittel remained in place, seemingly unsuited to this dimension, but in fact he was checking the situation of each night devil.

Compared to other superiors in the hunter plane, he seemed more "gentle", at least he didn't strangle any more beasts, even if the opponent kept getting closer.

However, the area of ​​several hundred meters around where he was located was already deserted. That was caused by Ibo Zitor's unique death aura, or in other words, the place where Ibo Zitor appeared was equivalent to the abyss of purgatory.

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Despair, helplessness, hesitation...these are all the labels of Ibo Zitor. Any creature that sees the Night Demon's waste will eventually give up all its life force and then turn into dust.

The last ray of sunset disappeared into the horizon, and the businessmen had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, let alone the drizzle.

The night became the best camouflage, the moonlight guided the stars, and perfectly decorated a strange night rain. The raindrops that should have been transparent dyed the branches, the grass, and the wings of the night owls red.

Tobacco, barbecue, ale... The merchants who had finished trading for the whole day gathered in small groups, either telling how much advantage they had taken, or regretting their indecision.

However, none of them noticed that their brocade robes were stained with black blood, nor did they notice that the smell of the air became increasingly fishy and sweet.

Under this black rain, the four basic psychic powers began to become more and more irritable and restless, and eventually they merged into the power of chaos for Ibo Zitor to devour.

But with a sigh from Ibo Zitor, this boring behavior came to an end. This is because in this dimensional space, the power of psychic energy is too thin, so thin that Ibo Zitor is not willing to spend it like this.

mind.

"The Principality of Shayel... Then we can find a temporary residence in this area to avoid being disturbed by some ants."

"Go...carry on my long-cherished wish and give me the answer..."

Yibo Zittel whispered softly, and saw his black cloak began to bulge continuously, and the originally silent night demons spurted out again, disappearing under the night in an instant.

Half an hour later, as the night demons returned to their nests one after another, Yibo Zitel also made a decision. But he was curious about why a more powerful existence would choose to stay in this corner of this dimensional space.

His eyes turned from Blood Diamond Bay to the southern region of the Principality of Sayeru, passing through the Qinhai gyre, passing through countless islands, and finally settled on a certain figure.

At this moment, the figure was fiddling with a strand of silk thread, which was faintly glowing and exuded a strong bloody aura.

"In the recent period, we must not provoke any strangers. If we cannot avoid it, we will chop off the head of any idiot."

"Gold coins have two sides. Please pray that the goddess of luck is not a mean person, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain."

The middle-aged man wrapped the silk thread around his fingertips and whispered instructions. The waiter was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then gave a strange salute and turned to leave.

The candlelight flickered, the stew on the blade was still warm, the gold coins reflected the light, and the fireplace behind him crackled. The finger wrapped with silk thread touched the animal skin roll, and it was the main city of the Principality of Shayer.

Known as the richest Cadian city in the world.

"Opportunity is an excuse for those who desire. I have been waiting for more than a hundred years. I hope I will not be disappointed this time."

"Think about it, if I had been born in the Principality of Shayeru, I should be able to become an outstanding businessman by now, and be able to harvest countless gold coins through uncompromising means..."


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