The world doesn't need succubus to save

"hatred?"

Pressing both hands on the beheading sword, Karan who stood silently turned his head slightly upon hearing this.

Karan frowned as he looked at the succubus approaching him with a nympho look that seemed to be in heat.

do not come near me!
There is not much prejudice against the succubus Karan, and even if she wants to choose a subordinate from among the demons, she is more inclined to the succubus with a brain.

but!

She has always been disgusted with the fact that the succubus plotted against her...

Don't come near me!

Although she likes to play men, and with the support of advanced transfiguration, she can indeed obtain indescribable organs, but she has no interest in that kind of thing at all.

Not at all.

Even, Karan already felt physically disgusted by the fact that they approached him tirelessly.

According to her usual habits, she had already coldly told Lily to go away, but now she kept silent and did not stop her from approaching.

Because Karan is actually very weak now.

According to her performance just now, it seems that she can easily slaughter these tens of thousands of people, but the fact is naturally not like that.

Once again, if these tens of thousands of slaves were really desperate to fight her, Karan would not be able to stop them, and there was even a high possibility that they would die tragically on the spot.

The tens of thousands of rioting slaves on the opposite side are not as simple as ordinary people.

They are slaves with mixed blood, and their own strength is much stronger than that of real ordinary humans.

If it was in the Dark Ages, an army like theirs could easily destroy the military strength of a small kingdom.

At the beginning, Karan burst out with all his strength!

The kind of flame that can spread continuously is not a high-end product, but the flame of the abyssal demon that burst out from her blood.

High-level pure-blood demons are immune to flames, and hybrids are also resistant to flames and high fever.

But even so, a large number of slaves died from the flames and turned into mummies just now.

why?
Because the flame came from the unfathomable demon lord, the Balrog Queen. As her daughter, Karan would naturally not lack control over the power of the flame.

But again, after obtaining a powerful burst, this power will not be completely free.

After each use, Karan will be at his weakest.

Fortunately, she rarely used it before, and never told anyone about this feature. This secret has been kept very well.

Although Lily, the recording officer, is of no real use, at least she can block it at critical moments...

As for Karan's acquiescence to her approach this time, Lily was elated and kept thinking:

"He didn't stop me! Does this mean my chance has come!?"

She wished she could throw herself directly on him, but in the end she stopped embarrassingly because of the sharper gaze.

Using the rest of his strength to maintain his momentum, Karan nodded to Lily and then looked at the Shura field that became more and more separated, and said indifferently:
"Let them hate it, so what?"

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and Karan didn't know who he was laughing at.

"If hatred could really bring strength, then the world would have been different."

If the weak can gain more power than the strong as long as they have anger and hatred, then this deformed world will no longer exist.

It will only become more deformed.

"Oh~"

Looking at Karan's eyes full of deep meaning, Lily let out a long sigh, as if she understood something.

But to be honest, Lily didn't understand, didn't understand at all.

But this didn't prevent her from being unaware, she felt that Karan had a special charm compared to many demons.

Compared with other demons who can only output violently and bite indiscriminately, Karan is more attractive to Lily.

"So... shall we wait here now?"

With her eyes wandering, she looked at the group of slaves who were constantly fighting, and said without words:
"It's over this time, isn't it? Your performance this time, Mrs. Karan, will definitely satisfy Her Lady Queen very much."

Single-handedly suppressed the slave riot, and also created such a pleasing bloody scene, the Balrog Queen must be pleased and satisfied!
However, Karan didn't think so, and said something lightly.

"ended?"

With Lily's incomprehensible eyes, Karan looked at the battlefield like a meat grinder, and said without knowing what he was thinking:

"Maybe."

My dear brothers and sisters...

Will they really watch me succeed so easily?

"Ha ha."

Now, probably just the beginning.

……

……

The time on Karan's side seems to have passed for a long time, but for Ning Feng who has synchronized his vision, not much time has passed. He even just walked out of the house in his hometown.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Feng breathed a completely different air from what Karan felt.

The air in the forest hut is not very sweet, but for patients recovering from a serious illness, the fresh air is extremely refreshing.

Raise your head, squint your eyes and look up at the sky, at the scorching sun in the middle of the sky, and then...

"Day, it's so dazzling."

Blinking his eyes, Ning Feng honestly lowered his head while sighing, and stopped doing childish things like looking at the sun.

Looking at everything familiar around him, Ning Feng's eyes flashed a faint trance.

The sun is shining brightly, there is no gray dust, and the air is not hot and rancid. Everything here seems to be different from that in the abyss.

Everything seen through Karan's perspective seems to be just an absurd and terrifying dream.

But that's reality.

It is a real reality that happened in another corner of the world in the same time and space.

Forged with blood and slaughter, the so-called truth in the abyss.

【What's wrong? 】

Aryanna stepped out of the shadow under her feet, rubbed against Ning Feng's leg, raised her head and asked:
[Could it be that you are not used to the bloody scenes?It can't be because of fear, can it? 】

"No, it's nothing,"

Standing where he was, Ning Feng waited for the black cat to finish rubbing before moving forward.

"I was just thinking about one thing...she said one thing wrong."

"If the hatred reaches an extreme point, it will actually change."

The gloomy aura on his body dissipated, and Ning Feng's hands glowed with silvery white light.

The light power belonging to the Angel of Judgment solidified in his hands, turning into the shape of a dagger.

Throwing it towards the sky casually, watching it shatter in the sky, turning into tiny light spots and falling down.

他 说:

"Spirit is also a kind of power."