I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao got on the carriage, and his first destination was the headquarters of the Dragon Blood Society, a three-story building with the name of a newspaper agency.

In fact, the small building was full of Dragon Blood Society personnel, and the abandoned warehouse next to the newspaper office was also disguised.

Before Liu Dao left Red Swan Manor, a string gently plucked in his mind. After he left a hundred meters away, the string broke as Liu Dao expected.

Since there will be a newspaper in Dragon Blood, then as the president, I am naturally obliged to make big news.

Liu Dao smiled and walked away, leaving only his low vibrato in the air.

Red Swan Manor, banquet hall.

The Marquise bid farewell to Liu Dao and continued to entertain the guests. She had spent a lot of time dealing with the bishop of the diocese, and she had to deceive Liu Dao, which made her quite exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Madam, Bishop Hagrid has already calmed her down. To this end, I have used a batch of funds without permission."

Just after returning to the banquet hall, the butler brought some good news.

The Marquise waved her hand, somewhat helplessly.

Hughes's body was obviously a gift from Gaia, but the diocese bishop still had to pay the price if he had to intervene.

"How much do you want this time?"

"Not much, only one-third of last time."

one third!

The Marquise resisted the urge to hit someone. Last time she had to pay the price because of a huge conflict with the church over the election issue. This time it was obviously the other party who deliberately disrupted the situation, but she paid one-third of the price last time!

This number is a bit heavy.

The Marquise rubbed her brows. Since her husband decided to open up the wilderness, she had to shoulder the heavy responsibility, at least to ensure that she would not hold back the expedition team.

At this time, the situation in the royal capital was turbulent, and the problems faced by the Marquise became more and more serious.

If she didn't care about her family, she would have collapsed long ago.

Fortunately, the expedition team has finally completed its mission and is about to bring a new territory to the Marquis Mansion. The Marquis is about to return, so there will be no need for trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, the Marquise continued: "Has Hughes' body been disposed of?"

"Not yet. I don't know why, but the evil aura in the other party's body has not been cleansed. However, the banquet hall has been cleaned, and Master Gavin has appeased the guests."

"Okay, let's keep the body in the icehouse first and deal with it after the banquet. Prepare the study room upstairs. I also want to talk to Leo and the others about the construction of the territory."

"Yes ma'am"

The butler bowed and retreated, going to the second floor to prepare the interview room.

It was still less than ten o'clock, and although there were many problems with the banquet, the Marquise had no intention of changing her plan.

Today we have only confirmed the intention to cooperate, and the specific terms will be discussed in detail later.

With a rough estimate in mind, the Marchioness walked into the banquet hall dignifiedly. At this time, Gavin, the third son of the Winchester family, was talking loudly. The Marchioness walked over and gave a reserved look to Leo and other big businessmen. smile.

"Everyone, regarding our newly opened territory, I have a business to do..."

At this moment, Liu Dao was far away from Red Swan Manor, and his inhibition on blood had disappeared. In the underground icehouse of the manor, Hughes opened his eyes.

Where am I?

The headless Hughes stood up. Not far away, a blood bag composed of skull fragments was lying quietly. Hughes had no eyes at this time, but he unexpectedly recognized that it was his own head.

I am dead. . .

The moment Hughes realized he was dead, countless chaotic and complicated whispers suddenly sounded. He vainly tried to hold his head, but he could only get a piece of air around his neck.

pain.

It hurts. .

I can not stand it any more! !!

Hughes frantically hit the ice with his body, causing his skin to crack and his flesh to be bloody. None of this could stop him from suffering. In line with the madness of the invisible brain, the physical pain was much easier.

At this moment, on Hughes's bloody left arm, a mark that was deeply imprinted into the flesh lit up. The billowing black mist instantly filled the icehouse. A nihilistic but majestic figure appeared. In the billowing black mist, Open a pair of purple eyes.

"Believer, it seems you need my help, the sacrifice is ready..."

The purple-eyed demon had just said a few words when he saw Hughes's headless body. His purple eyes subconsciously lit up, preparing to judge how injured the believer was.

However, the next moment, the head of the invisible demon exploded violently, and the black mist smashed through the wall like a flying arrow. The rich demonic energy was instantly transmitted to the entire manor, and the white moonlight was instantly obscured by the black mist.

demon!

The bishop's eyes widened and he glanced around but did not see the Marchioness.

"Is it the Winchester family's secret method of processing materials? There's a lot of movement."

The bishop of the diocese whispered silently, then regained his kind face and continued talking to a middle-aged nobleman.

As for what he was thinking in his heart and whether it was what he said, no one knows.

Someone heard him anyway, right?

Not to mention the indifferent bishop, in the icehouse, the purple-eyed demon regrouped and looked at the twisted and broken Hughes. The purple-eyed demon frowned in thought.

What happened to that energy that drove me away just now? It was obviously not the breath of the Holy Light, but the dispelling force was beyond imagination. Which companion's new work was it?

No, if it were a demon, he would have stopped when he saw my mark, but this kind of energy is very evil, so he cannot be an angel...

Thinking of this, the demon's smoky body suddenly shuddered. He thought of the long-standing legend, the horrific disaster that had been unheard of recently.

At this moment, the demon body far away in the abyss suddenly heard a murmur, and the purple-eyed demon's rich occult knowledge automatically began to analyze:

"The endless...sleeper...the giant that travels across the planes..."

! ! !

The purple-eyed demon raised his knife and cut off half of his brain in an instant, annihilating the brain tissue responsible for voice and language into ashes. He gestured like a fool, and directly caused the clone on the plane to self-destruct.

Why did I encounter such a terrifying thing? Did I go to another plane...

The demon with only half his head left muttered to himself. He knew how terrifying that whisper was. If he hadn't reacted quickly, once the contact lasted for a long time, this kind of tricky move would not have been able to save it.

But this was good news. The half-brained demon laughed evilly and disappeared in an instant.

In the manor at this time, the demon's self-destruction shattered the entire icehouse. However, the shadow was just a symbol and did not contain much energy. It only shattered the ceiling above the icehouse, and in the trembling eyes of many guests , the floor directly shattered into a black hole, and in the misty white air, a red figure stood.

The next moment, the red figure suddenly disappeared in the white air. However, professionals with extraordinary eyesight could see that the figure was not disappearing, but expanding, and the twisted flesh that expanded was pale and oily.

After a few breaths, the ice mist dissipated. . .