Night Crow Sovereign

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A complexion pale man looked at the flames in the distance, listened to the shouts and screams coming from that direction, and smiled.

Immediately, his knuckles bent and snapped his fingers–

Pa!

Some of the demon servants under his control exploded again.

With successive loud noises, the fire spread again, igniting most of the hunter’s market, and the Dark-red Flame rose towards the sky, illuminating the sky.

People who were originally in panic, because of the explosion that happened again, became more and more panicked, moving towards a position without fire, without any sense of direction, and fleeing in a chaotic and staggered escape route. At the same time, driven by fear, the person who fell to the ground was also trampled by others without the slightest hesitation.

“This fear is so sweet and delicious.”

The devil looked at the chaotic hunter market, and the smile on his face became more… elegant?

This large-scale blood killing and riot death is a wonderful banquet loved by hell creatures.

It’s a pity that he caused this chaos to attract the attention of others. Who knew there was no middle-class hunter or Templar Knight?

If you use this scale of killing ceremony as a sacrifice, you can open a small Gate of Hell.

However, now he has missed the opportunity. At this time, he wants to arrange the Gate of Hell again, and the probability of hitting hunters above the middle class and Templar Knight is very high.

The corners of his mouth were cracked, and his sharp canine teeth made his smile a bit hideous:

“Human World, welcome the arrival of the great Maroushal Lord!”

However, at this time, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he felt an undisguised, malicious look.

The red light flashed in his eyes, a mutation occurred in his body, the skin at the shoulder blades suddenly bulged, a pair of huge membrane wings protruded from his back, the wide membrane wings flapped vigorously, and the violent, scorching wind rolled downwards , Took the demon’s body.

boom–

A bright red shadow rubbed the soles of his feet and landed on his original position, smashing the rocks that fell to pieces.

After the devil raised his body to the height of several dozen meters, he suddenly looked down. A bright red, like a low-level demon condensed entirely from blood, was slowly moving from the ground full of cracks and debris. Condensed, scarlet’s liquid circulated in the body.

It is not much different from ordinary demons-with fangs, a bat-like head, a sharp horn on the head, a slightly rickety figure, a long and slender tail, and the tip is like a triangle.

The fragrance peculiar to blood that pours into the nose is undoubtedly blood.

Marushal has never seen such a creature in hell, but there is no doubt that the evil magic power comes from the existence of hell, the demon of hell.

But a demon made entirely of blood? He has never seen it.

“Xia (xià)!!!”

After the body was condensed, the twisted blood demon raised his head and shot Marushal with crazy, greedy and irrational eyes.

Then, the blood in the body surged, forming a pair of blood-colored wings-although it can be faintly seen that the wings are the membrane wings of a bat, the irregular feathers on them…

Seeing this pair of wings, Marushal was stunned.

The types of lower demons are: Claw Demon, Ox Head Man, Bat Demon, Demon Dog, Skeleton Demon, Bat Demon, Vampire Servant

The types of mid-level demons are: horned demon and Ox Head Man advanced horned demon, vampire demon advanced from the servant and bat demon, advanced double-headed demon dog of the magic dog, and advanced skeleton demon. The sickle skeleton demon that came, and…the fallen angel.

The demon with wings, there is only the fallen angel this at and below the middle position. They are formed by the demonization of angels, and because the lower angels cannot withstand the conflict of power brought about by the demonization, they are demonized. There is no doubt that time will die, and only angels of middle rank and above can transform into fallen angels.

Although this demon is weird, it is closer to Bat Demon or Vampire Servant no matter how you think about it. How could it be?

Although shocked and puzzled, Marushal was not at all stunned. When he saw the weird blood demon flapping its blood-colored wings and flying into the sky, he also waved his giant bat wings, the length of which was close to five meters. The huge membrane wings of slammed vigorously, and the Dark-red Flame followed the storm towards the blood demon that came.

The blood demon, who was completely irrational, didn’t dodge or dodge, and slammed into the Dark-red Flame storm, being burned into scorched blood.

Regarding this result, Marushal was not surprised. Although his appearance seemed to make him a little confused, this strength could only be a lower demon.

Immediately, an “answer” popped up in his mind-a certain blood-sucking demon tried to transform the lower angel into a demon servant, and then created this nondescript, weak and weird demon.

He is also a middle-class blood-sucking demon himself, and he still has some understanding of the characteristics of transforming demon servants.

However, including him, he has never heard of a vampire demon who has created a similar servant…

These thoughts only flashed in Marushal’s mind for a moment, and his attention was still concentrated around—

That malicious gaze not at all disappeared because he killed the blood demon. On the contrary, because the blood demon was killed, this hungry vision became more intense.

“呷!!!”

In the darkness, another blood-colored demon with a similar shape flashed in the air and flew forward. The irregular claws condensed with blood, ugly and hideously scratched at him.

“The humble lower demon!”

Marushal’s anger rose, Dark-red Flame wrapped his whole body, and accompanied by the scorching storm, his body flew out like a missile, facing the blood-colored weird demon head-on.

Chi!

The blood was shining with the fire, and the dark red fire claw formed by Marushal’s right hand front split the blood-colored demon’s body, dividing it into two.

“Suck…”

The screaming sound of the scarlet demon disappeared as the body was split, and its body, the bloody feast magic power was broken, and it burned out in the scorching hell fire, the water in the blood evaporated, and the remaining matter became Scorched, the whole body dissipated in the air like a bursting balloon.

The malicious and hungry gaze became stronger.

And Marushal finally found out where the opponent is.

“Found you! Damn it!”

He cursed, flapped his wings, and his body flew out very quickly, and the scorching wind brought a twisted heat wave trajectory behind him.

When the target came into his eyes, he was taken aback for a moment–

Humanity?wrong!

At the next moment, he saw that woman’s body skin burst open, and her whole body expanded several times, turning into a huge… Scarecrow?

The evil magic power is undoubtedly from hell, but this kind of demon?

I haven’t seen the other party, nor can I judge the other party’s class from the appearance…It can only be roughly perceived that this weird demon belongs to the middle class.

And the unabashedly hungry gaze that treated him as food also made Marushal understand that this was definitely not an ally.

He didn’t stop the impact. On the contrary, his wings vibrated again, the evil magic power seemed to condense into liquid, and the hot magic power surged, forming a dark red hell flame, enveloping his body.

A huge, darkly red Fireball, like a meteorite, smashed towards the blood feast scarecrow that Novena had turned into.

“呷!!!”

Nophena screamed, and there was no sense of reason in the harsh screaming–

Because two blood demons were killed, Nuofenra, whose strength was lacking and the feeling of fullness disappeared, was once again eroded by the desire to overeating.

The rich blood feast magic is condensed on the dry muscle tissue, and the small dry flesh instantly expands into thick tentacles with a diameter of more than 20 cm.

More than 50 tentacles entwined with the rich bloody magic power, and drew like a whip to the Hell Fireball turned into by Marushal.

Bang!! !

The terrifying explosion erupted at the moment when the Touch of the Blood Banquet collided with Maroushal, destroying all the houses with a radius of 100 meters. The ground was also bombarded by the shock wave of the explosion several meters, forming a radius of 100 meters on the spot. Huge pothole.

In the smoke brought up by the heat wave and burnt dust, a dark shadow slowly climbed up from the ruins.

It’s Marushal.

He covered his left shoulder with an ugly expression. The medieval aristocratic dress on his left and upper body had been completely shredded. The exposed skin burst and twisted. Moreover, on the left shoulder that was hit, the flesh and blood there had become dry. His blood disappeared completely.

He, a vampire demon, had his blood taken away?

Moreover, lost to that weird demon in a head-on collision?

Could it be a higher-level Menister-level enchantress than him?

The embarrassed look through the smoke and dust, looked towards the opposite side.

The weird demon who waved his tentacles to attack him didn’t take a step back at all. He still stood in place, but its tentacles had completely burst, the entire right arm disappeared, and the fracture was blackened.

However, at the next moment, he stared wide-eyed.

In between, the weird demon dragged several corpses out of the ruins, and his left arm turned into dozens of tentacles to pierce them. In an instant, a scorched corpse turned into a black mummy.

On the other hand, its right arm, which had been exploded, was recovering quickly at a speed visible to naked eye, and it recovered halfway in the blink of an eye.

Even his Marushal, a blood-sucking demon, could not achieve such a fast recovery speed.

When he frowned subconsciously because of the pain, the weird demon had fully recovered, and the weird blood-colored demon just now was emerging from the back of this blood-colored scarecrow demon.

“What kind of monster is this!?”

Marushal, who had never encountered such a situation before, had already flinched in his heart.

However, he not at all noticed that in the ruins, a pair of indifferent eyes were watching all this.

“The attack power is average, the resilience is considerable, the speed is low, and the defense is low.”

The owner of the eye, Yate, is judging the battle strength displayed by Nofenra.