I seem to be an evil god

The words "Master" shocked Old Uris. Diesel and Liu Dao looked at each other and explored the depths of the swamp from left to right. Ten minutes later, after a careful search by the two, they determined that they were coming to pursue them. All the masters have left.

Great, the plan worked.

Liu Dao showed a satisfied smile. The distance between the Earthly Dragon and the ground was getting closer and closer. He had already felt two other powerful auras, and both Passer and the old Viscount survived.

The pursuing masters had retreated. No matter how serious injuries Dixinglong and the others suffered, they could recover after returning to his eyes.

Not to mention the happy Liu Dao, old Yuris was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"What can we do?" Old Yuris was running around in circles anxiously. The plan he had prepared for eight years was shattered by a sudden change.

After 8 years of hard work and 8 years of planning, the eight-year-old Yulis risked his life and went deep into the swamp, working hard for a rare hope. However, today, all this is gone.

"Calm down," Diesel calmly stopped Uris, "If there is no plan, there will be us. Gaia and I are both high-level professionals."

"What's the use of you being high-level professionals? The strength of the mutant magic clam can reach the elite level. Without detailed planning and timing, we are likely to run into the Clam King."

Diesel was also stunned. Liu Dao glanced at the cunning Yuris in a funny way. The existence of the Demon Clam King did not appear in the plan at all.

Now that the safety of the Earthly Dragon was confirmed, there was no shortage of time for the rest of the plan. Liu Dao glanced at the confused Diesel and decided to do his last bit of help for his friend.

"Yuris, in this case, I'm still worried about whether the magic clam group is still alive."

"Magic clam? Of course the magic clam is alive." Old Yuris answered Liu Dao impatiently.

"Are you still alive despite a master-level confrontation?"

Liu Dao's words instantly froze Youris on the spot. First he froze as if struck by lightning, and then he ran crazily towards the depths of the swamp, muttering "You must live..."

When Liu Dao and Diesel caught up, they saw old Yuris holding a toad and dancing excitedly. This toad had strange purple skin, but there were no common bumps on its back, just like a purple toad. Toy, overall very smooth.

"Yuris, put that down quickly, the magic clam is poisonous."

Diesel quickly knocked the toad to the ground. At this moment, Old Uris's hands were slightly red and swollen, and rows of dense pimples appeared on his skin.

"Still alive, the magic clam is still alive."

Old Yuris sighed happily. Diesel was taking out runes to treat him. Liu Dao glanced at the crazy old man and once again felt the importance of power in this world.

By the time Diesel finished his work and wrapped old Uris's hands, it was already close to 7 o'clock, and the corner of the moon had already lit up in the night sky.

"Let's exit the swamp first. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Liu Dao made a correct proposal, but was angrily scolded by Old Yuri. Liu Dao helplessly shrugged at him.

"There's nothing we can do about staying here. The swamp in the dark is too dangerous. We must return to land."

Diesel also tried to persuade him, and Old Uris gradually calmed down, reluctantly accepting the fact that there would be no further action today.

About 50 steps out of the swamp, Old Uris's body suddenly stopped. Diesel was about to say a few words of relief when he saw the other person's shining eyes.

"You should leave first, I want to go back to the swamp."

Seeing the puzzled expressions of Diesel and Liu Dao, Old Uris explained firmly: "Since the previous records have been invalidated, I will record them again. Most of my plans have been completed. I just need to observe the magic more." With the new movements of the clam group, we can start the plan again soon.”

Before Liu Dao spoke, Diesel had already pointed out the loophole, "Yulis, how long will it take for you to re-observe Harqun's movements?"

"Well, it will definitely take some time to re-observe..."

Old Yuris gave a hesitant answer, but Diesel's face gradually became serious.

"How long exactly?"

"Maybe a month."

Old Juris answered hesitantly, and Diesel sighed softly upon hearing this.

"I'm sorry, Senior Yuris, regarding this assistance mission, we can only declare failure."

"Why? You shouldn't have any important tasks now, right? In a month..."

Before Juris finished speaking, Diesel interrupted directly, "It will be the middle of the year in one month. You don't know about the game in the middle of the year, right?"

Mid-year game? Liu Dao looked at the two Diesels in confusion. At this time, Yuris's expression was completely defeated. It was obvious that the mid-year competition was much more important than his 'welfare mission'.

Seeing that Juris gave up his idea, Diesel's face softened. He sighed and stepped forward to pat the old man on the shoulder.

"We couldn't have predicted that something like this would happen. In this way, I promise you that after the selection, I will definitely find time to help you fulfill your wish."

Juris forced a smile. At this moment, the old man's face was gloomy, and the energy in his body was visibly fading.

Diesel sighed deeply again, and just as he was about to speak, Liu Dao in the distance suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Don't be so downcast, okay? Who said the plan has to stop? We will continue the plan tomorrow."

"Gaia, didn't you hear mom just now? There is an elite clam king in the magic clam group. If you don't hunt according to the rules, you and I can't beat the elite clam king at all."

"Of course I heard the presence of the Clam King, but we can still escape if we can't defeat the Clam King."

"Impossible," Yuris, who had just shown a little joy, lamented again, "The magic clam can move much faster in the swamp than humans, not to mention that there is a whole level difference between you and the Clam King."

"Of course you can't escape if you run away, but if a professional stops the Clam King..."

In Diesel's eyes, Liu Dao's body was suddenly covered with a layer of black veil. The devil whispered to him, and even the bright moonlight seemed unable to bring him light.

"Gaia, what are you talking about? Don't forget our identities."

"Identity, what does this have to do with our identity? Aren't we just demon hunters? Are there other identities?"

Liu Dao's pretending to be dumb made Diesel furious. He puffed up his chest, revealing his demon hunting badge that shone in the moonlight.

"We are demon hunters, righteous demon hunters, demon hunters who protect the masses and love our companions."

"Forehead…"

Liu Dao opened his mouth wide at Diesel's righteous words and scratched his head in confusion.

"Are you a supporter of the theory of freedom of all things? Diesel, how long have you not been to the Demon Hunter Guild's spiritual mutual aid meeting?"

"The theory of freedom of all things, how can I support that lunatic theory. What are you talking about?"

Liu Dao looked at Diesel in confusion, when suddenly the mysterious voice of Old Yuris came from beside him.

"Gaia Slanka, don't talk to him, he is blind now."