Sitting cross-legged on the broad back of the Blood Lion Demon like a hill, Muria, wearing a black robe, looked at the dilapidated small city with crooked walls not far away, which was more symbolic than practical.
There was a disgusting smell of blood.
"Quack! Quack!" The unpleasant cry of birds sounded. Under Muria's gaze, a huge vulture surrounded by dirty black devilish energy flew up from the small town and flew towards his location.
"Honorable Sir, I am the lord of Black Vulture City. Do you need my help?" The black-feathered vulture, filled with the stench of carrion, landed below Muria. On the vulture's back, a man carrying the Mediterranean Sea
The middle-aged man with a shaved hair stood up, saluted to Muria somewhat uneasily, and showed a humble smile.
"Passing by." Mulia was not too surprised by the appearance of the Black Vulture Lord. Although he and the Balor Flame Demon Broken Horn hid their auras, ordinary beings could not tell their strength, but under their butts
The blood lion demon has no intention of restraining at all.
There were two soul-level blood lion demons and six gold-level fire demons. This formation was enough to frighten the little city lord who only had the gold level, and he rushed out of the city to meet Muria.
"Then do you need to come to my city for some training? Although my city is a bit broken, I can still provide you with some services that satisfy you." Seeing that Muria didn't seem to have any intention of killing him, Black Eagle asked.
The lord breathed a sigh of relief and asked diligently.
If you finally meet such a big shot who can use a soul-level demonic beast as a mount, and you don't want to just shoot him to death, then of course you have to curry favor with him, and it would be best if you can get some rewards. If you can't,
The right way is to find a way to send him away as soon as possible.
"Um!"
"Uh..." He was just a polite invitation, and Lord Black Vulture, who had never thought that Muria would agree, hesitated for a moment, then quickly reacted, nodded and bowed, "Sir, please come this way."
After the foul-smelling black vulture lord walked farther away, Muria, who was a little curious about this notorious continent, followed him.
"This is..." Muria, who rode a blood lion demon to the sky above Black Vulture City, looked down and was immediately shocked by the city in front of her. This city was even more dilapidated than it looked, with rickety houses, no planning, and excrement and sewage.
It flows freely. It can be seen that its owner has no intention of running it.
The most numerous and conspicuous ones in the city are the execution racks arranged everywhere. On them are hung the corpses of people who died of miserable torture. Some of them are dry, and some are still dripping with blood.
There are also some carrion vultures pecking at the recently dead bodies with little flesh on them.
What kind of city is this? It's just a garbage pool, an execution ground, and a breeding ground for vultures. This is not a city for intelligent beings to live in.
"Sir, if your mount is hungry, you can use these two-legged beasts at will." Seeing Muria hanging motionless, the Black Vulture Lord came up and said with unusual hospitality.
"Two-legged beast?" Following Lord Black Vulture's finger, Muria noticed the residents who were struggling to survive in this Black Vulture City, which could not be called a city at all.
They were a group of human beings kneeling on the ground under the influence of inertia. In a daze, Muria thought he saw African refugees from his previous life. They were skinny, with numb faces and dim eyes, without any expectation for the future.
"Go down!" Muria gave the order through the spiritual brand, letting the blood lion demon take him down to a height of three feet above the ground, and look down at these humans who seemed to be living in purgatory at close range.
"Sure enough, they are not pure human beings anymore. That's right. Ordinary humans cannot reproduce in this environment." The "human beings" who knelt on the ground following their instincts had some things that normal humans don't have, such as light blue.
Undetectable magic patterns, small horns, hair, tail, etc.
These people in front of us can no longer be called human beings. It is more appropriate to call them demons.
"Roar!" He saw the demons crawling in front of him, and the smelly and sticky saliva dripped from between the teeth of the Blood Lion Demon. Creatures in the material world have an unusual allure for demons.
"Suck!" The blood lion demon licked its mouth unconsciously, causing the demon in front of it to tremble involuntarily. Although life is difficult, it is better than death no matter what. Even if it is difficult, they still want to live.
"Pick out twenty of yourselves and dedicate them to this lord." Beside Muria, Lord Black Vulture followed him on his big vulture and said matter-of-factly, as if cannibalism was just a matter of course.
It's just a normal thing.
As a result, an ugly and disgusting scene was staged in front of Muria. The demons who were kneeling on the ground with humility just now rushed towards the people around them, whether they were parents, wives, children or others.
There is only one relationship now, which is the proof of survival.
Soon, twenty demons with their hands and feet cut off were placed in front of Muria, and all their clothes were stripped off. Among them were young girls in their twenties and children of eight or nine years old.
At that time, they all looked at Muria with pleading expressions on their faces.
But when Muria looked at their faces, he found that he had no sympathy at all, because he saw this seemingly pitiful girl, a child who had just been fighting, and his cruelty and decisiveness were no worse than those of adults.
"Please enjoy!" Lord Black Vulture smiled flatteringly at the Blood Lion Demon under Muria.
"Bang!" Just when the Blood Lion Demon was about to accept the worship of the inhuman and demonic lord in front of him, Muria punched it hard on the back, causing it to shut its mouth obediently.
"Tell me, what crimes did the people on these execution racks commit to deserve such miserable punishments?"
"Crime?" Lord Black Vulture was a little confused and didn't understand why Muria would ask such a question. "This is just a trace of my boring pastime. Sir, do you need to try it? These two-legged sheep can please you with their lives.
You are their honor."
"Really?" Muria's body was filled with blood and murderous intent, and he couldn't hold it any longer.
"By the way, sir, won't your mount eat these? If not, I will let my companions eat them." With that said, the big vulture took a step forward, preparing to peck at those demon descendants.
"Crack!" The white bone fragments were stained with dirty blood and sticky brain matter, and splattered all over the demons who were struggling and begging for mercy. The blood lion demon under Muria smashed the big head with his claws.