I seem to be an evil god

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In the basement glowing with blue light, a middle-aged aristocratic man in gorgeous clothing looked silently at the ceiling falling from above.

The facilities in this basement are very simple. At the end is a strange sculpture. Below it is a metal base carved with various patterns. On top is a cylindrical glass water tank. There is an object that is constantly emitting light floating in the water tank, soaking it. The liquid in the block object is blue, and after being illuminated by the luminous object, it projects blue light throughout the basement.

The middle-aged nobleman was sitting in front of the water tank sculpture. The dark red desk was made of unknown wood. The documents on the desk were covered with dust, probably from the aftermath of the previous battle between the gray giant and Cui Damings.

Speaking of the Gray Giant and Cui Damings, although these two men had already reached the basement at this time, the two figures, one red and one green, were still colliding, and the clashing sounds of hammers and giant axes were still fierce.

The cyan figure is Cui Damingsi. At this moment, the blood vessels in this young man's arms burst, and dark red blood stains filled his arms.

Opposite him was the gray giant that had completely turned red. At this moment, the two-meter-tall humanoid weapon had once again become bigger, thicker and stronger. The skin all over his body was orange-red, and the hands holding the giant ax had turned into tentacles. It's like, entrenched on the ax handle and constantly twitching, absorbing the poisonous mist that is constantly leaking out.

"The gray giant, in the alienated form of blood, turns into a red giant that can absorb venom and continuously strengthen. While gaining great power, it will continue to lose its sanity."

The middle-aged man sitting behind the desk was still checking the files and casually reminded Cui Damings, "This giant warrior was active 70 years ago. Due to his own bloodline, his lifespan will not exceed 50 years old."

The middle-aged noble continued to flip through the documents in his hand. The yellowed parchment contained frightening symbols that were completely inconsistent with the stroke patterns of all words in this world.

"This should be an undead. Specifically, it may be a flesh and blood puppet. It has no intelligence, and the necromancer is not a good melee fighter. Cui Damings, don't forget the advantages of the living."

Cui Damingsi paused after hearing the instructions, and changed the offensive in his hands from focusing on strength to focusing on skills. The power of the hurricane made the heavy hammer in his hand become lighter, and he could easily use various moves that went against common sense.

When Cui Damings no longer faced off head-on with the Red Giant, the situation on the field changed instantly. When he used his agile body, the Red Giant was like a fool who was being played at will.

"I didn't expect Lord Landun, who is so busy with work, to be so leisurely and relaxed." James and Liu Dao jumped down from above. The sound of shields and swords fighting above had not stopped, and the battle between the shield guards and the swordsmen continued.

"Blue Shield Manor occupies such a large area that it even has a basement dug underground. I really can't understand the life of a noble, Lord Viscount."

Liu Dao looked at the gray giant who was being teased in the field, and his mind moved slightly. The giant ax in the gray giant's hand swept across instantly, completely ignoring the hammer that might hit his body. With this fatal move, he repelled Cui Daming who had the upper hand. Sri Lanka.

"Okay, stop. Gaia, step back. You are no longer needed in the next battle."

A layer of bright yellow light shone on James's body, and several circles of light popped up on his arms. Strange symbols were engraved on the circles. These strange runes flashed around his body, and then submerged under his skin again.

"Viscount Blue Shield, according to the resolution of all members of the Supreme Council of Lion City, regarding the fact that you allowed your subordinates to conduct human experiments wantonly, the verdict is to immediately revoke your status as Viscount, and all your property will be confiscated. It will be implemented immediately today."

Looking at the judgment order in James' hand with the coat of arms of the Lion City Noble Council, the third Blue Shield Lord, the contemporary Blue Shield Lord, smiled slightly, shook the dust off the document, and placed it neatly on the table. Looking directly at James, who was glowing with bright yellow light.

"James Passer is a famous legendary executor in the underground world. He has served as the dark side butler for 13 nobles. He has been in the industry for more than 80 years and is still unscathed. His specific combat effectiveness is estimated to be elite-level."

Lord Landun stood up and walked around the desk to face James, "Judging from your resume, all your employers ended badly. This seems to be no problem, but after careful research, I found that An interesting fact."

James remained calm, but subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Since 68 years ago, every noble you served has had some minor conflicts with Earl of Glow. And after you defected, most of those nobles who were eliminated were the forces under Earl of Glow."

Duke Landun pulled out a round shield from under his desk, "You said before that you couldn't understand nobles, and I disagree with that."

While Lord Blue Shield slowly put the shield on his arm, he sharply pointed out a fact, "Your real name should not be James Parser, but Glow Parser, the uncle of the contemporary Count Glow who has mysteriously disappeared. , a series of intelligence collectors from the Earl of Glow lurking in the Lion City."

"Now you have blatantly broken into my manor on behalf of Count Glow. It seems that today should be your last mission in your latent career. You must eliminate me, the biggest enemy of Count Glow, and then successfully retire."

James Parser, or Glow Parser, this elite boxer shook his head and laughed, "What's the use of talking about this now? Even if you know that my last name is Glow, will it change the current situation?"

"Viscount Blue Shield is destined to become history. It doesn't make any sense whether the person performing this task is a noble or a commoner."

"Yes, it makes no sense." Duke Landun sighed softly, "Even if I can find out various facts with clues and have countless handles in my hand, I still can't curb the greed of many nobles. Power ultimately comes from strength. "

"Yes." Pather showed a sympathetic smile, "A smart brain sometimes means nothing at all. Even if I am born smart, the one who is really in charge of the Earl of Glow line is still my powerful brother."

Boom. A sound similar to the beating of a drum came, and Pather's right hand hit Lord Blue Shield's shield. The invisible sound caused dust to fly in the basement.

The two smart people have started fighting each other crazily. Even if they feel that the other person is the same kind of person as themselves and their experiences are quite similar, they cannot change their determination to kill each other.

Liu Dao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, used a system scan to find out that Lan Dunjue's strength was obviously not as good as Pather's, and his agility and physical fitness did not even exceed 50 points.

However, the two people fighting in the field were facing each other, and there was no sign that Blue Shield Lord was at a disadvantage during the fight.

The blue light flashed in Liu Dao's eyes again, and he used the second system identification technique on Lan Dunjue. The skill column on the panel clearly read:

Level 3 of "General Outline of the Dutian Statue", strength +18, agility +12, constitution +15.

The highest attribute in a single layer is increased by 6. This is the strongest technique Liu Dao knows so far.

However, with this name full of Chinese flavor, coupled with the powerful attributes that far exceeded ordinary skills, Liu Dao's eyes were deep, blocking the reminder sounds that kept ringing in his mind.

Is this "General Outline of Dutian God Statues" really because of that...