Lin Mo put away his cherished rocking chair and looked at Lin Er and Quezhou Yifan crossing the road:
"It's almost time in terms of time. Although the Great Evil King can slightly guide the explosion of primitive demonic energy, the amount accumulated now may also cause accidental damage to us.
So it’s time for us to retreat to the periphery temporarily.”
Lin Er and Quezhou Yifandu nodded, looking at Lin Mo's Shan Shen who was still suspended in mid-air.
With the help of the suppression of the golden lotus holy energy, the sounds of collisions could be heard from time to time in the bottomless darkness below.
What is accumulated in it is not only the primitive demonic energy that needs to be vented, but also countless primitive magical beasts.
Don't look at Quezhou Yifandu and Lin Er taking care of those ugly monsters. They can trap a large number of them with just a few tricks.
In fact, these beasts, which are pure instincts gathered from the original demonic energy, are not low in terms of strength.
The demonic energy emanating from their bodies can easily drag a warrior into the fantasy realm. Once injured, the original demonic energy will corrode into the opponent's body and transform him into a demon slave.
And those who are also unable to resist the illusion and completely sink into it will only end up in the path of a demon slave.
Demon slaves can continue to infect other warriors. This is the most terrifying part of this bloody disaster that is about to sweep the entire demon world.
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Outside the Imperial City of the Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom.
The Demon Lord dragged his tired body and looked at the majestic giant city in front of him. His expression did not show the slightest joy because he could smell the smell of blood from a distance.
There is nothing more infuriating these days than having your home burglarized.
As he unabashedly unleashed his momentum, the originally noisy sounds in the city suddenly fell silent.
The demons in the imperial city are all familiar with the aura of the demon lord. After all, the demon lord gets angry every two days and bulldozes several palaces in the harem whenever there is nothing wrong.
Thinking about the current situation in the city and the gossip that just came out from the palace.
Countless residents of the imperial city returned to their homes with great care, locked the doors tightly, then got into the cellar and found a nook to squat.
·They have already anticipated what may happen next. Even if the imperial city is directly bulldozed by the demon lord, it is considered a normal thing in their opinion.
At this moment, all they could think about was to save their own lives and not be killed by the aftermath of the Demon Lord's casual attack.
Disha Zun, who had just stabilized the civil strife in the imperial city, sighed deeply after sensing the aura of the demon lord. His figure flashed and appeared outside the imperial city.
Instead of being furious as expected, the Demon Lord was so calm at this moment that he felt a little strange and even more palpitated.
Then he half-knelt down in the tunnel and said: "My lord, it was my dereliction of duty that led to the magician's thief taking the opportunity to start a rebellion."
"Magic? Rebellion?" This news made the Demon Lord's thoughts confused for a while. He thought that the Demon Kingdom of Dreams was conducting a sneak attack without respecting martial ethics.
Or maybe the Demon Killers wanted to make a comeback, but from Disha Lord's mouth, he got an answer that he had never thought of even if he killed Disha Lord.
"Tell me again, who started the rebellion!"
The veins on the temples on both sides of the Demon Lord popped out, and waves of pressure began to be unconsciously released around him.
Disha Zun took a deep breath, and while resisting this strong pressure, he answered tremblingly:
"It's the magician. After my interrogation, several ministers who took the lead in initiating civil strife and their ethnic groups received orders from the magician.
There are even several ethnic groups who have already pledged allegiance to the magician."
"What about the magician!" The demon lord was so angry that his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and drops of blood were already flowing from the gaps between his clenched fists.
The Disha Lord who was closest to him could already feel the anger of the Demon Lord, as if it was about to overthrow the entire world.
He answered bravely:
"Missing. Since the magician ordered those ethnic groups to rebel, contact has been lost.
Of course it's possible that he did something and no one noticed.
In addition, some... some... tragedies happened at the palace..."
Disha Zun could not say the next words. He felt that if he told the Demon Lord clearly that not one of his three thousand harem was left alive, he would probably become the target of the Demon Lord's anger.
But the Demon Lord was thinking of another thing. After saying a few words, he hurried towards the palace.
Disha Zun was a little worried because the Demon Lord had given him a death order. If the whereabouts of the Demon Master could not be found within three days, he would be asked to come directly to see him.
Fortunately, the demon lord was not completely mad and did not let Lord Disha, who was only in the early stage of the heaven and earth realm, commit suicide and take off the head of the magician in the late stage of the heaven and earth realm.
After a while, Di Shazun stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner. As the Demon Lord's momentum could no longer be restrained, the sand and dust that spread around him blew all over him.
At this moment, he couldn't care about this. After gritting his teeth, he turned around and returned to the imperial city.
Looking at the deserted street in front of him, Disha Zun turned into a familiar alley and came to a small shop.
There are three big characters written on the plaque of the shop: Human World Meeting!
On the other side, with the speed of the Demon Lord, he entered the palace in just a moment. As a place that he was very familiar with, his first feeling now was that it was a bit strange.
Because except for the increasingly strong smell of blood, this place is as empty as a dead zone.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the screams of countless wronged souls. As he entered a familiar palace, what came into view was a beautifully dressed headless female corpse.
And the delicate human head on the dressing table.
This was a concubine he was extremely fond of recently, but she died so mysteriously.
The aura on the Demon Lord's body began to be restless again, and every step he took was a little difficult. After leaving the palace, he turned around and wiped out the body of the concubine together with his palm!
The deafening sound echoed in the imperial city, the demons hiding in the nooks and crannies of their cellars.
At this moment, I felt deeply that I was possessed by great wisdom and could predict the demon Lord's rage in advance.
Then there was the sound of the second palace collapsing, the third, the fourth...
All the demons also went from understanding at the beginning, to surprise, to confusion, to numbness, to a situation where life and death were determined by fate, and eighteen years later, they were free and easy as a hero.
They felt the anger of the demon lord, and they also knew better how dangerous and terrifying the next demon lord who was completely angry and exploded would be.
The accumulated anger for the Demon Lord has formed an ominous black shadow in the sky.
After following the Demon Lord into his treasure house, he found that many years of treasures had been looted, and even the two bronze doors had been torn down and taken away.
This anger had reached its peak, and a gray beam of light shot straight into the sky, smashing into pieces the dark cloud that had always shrouded the entire demon world!