Demon Race Progenitor's nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood dripped down between his fingers, but he didn't notice it at all.
Seeing that Old Demon had finally torn away all its defenses and exposed its bloody interior, Night God suddenly spoke quietly, with a change of tone.
"You killed A Yin, but..."
He paused.
"A Yin and I were close friends back then, and thanks to her matchmaking, I got to know you. So..."
Night God curled his lips slightly, and the smile in his eyes became weird.
"So... I kindly gave A Yin another life."
Hearing this, Demon Race Progenitor suddenly raised his head.
The eyes that were so swollen that only a slit remained shone with an almost crazy light.
There is excitement, disbelief, and renewed hope.
"Really... really? A Yin is still alive?!"
Night God looked calm and spoke calmly,
"You should know that I can do it."
He can indeed do it.
Demon Race Progenitor believed it immediately.
Because he knows Night God's abilities very well.
But then, his expression suddenly changed...
"You... you turned A Yin into Blood Slave?"
Demon Race Progenitor has been staying outside the Xuanming Secret Realm and has been paying attention to the situation of the Xuanming Secret Realm.
Naturally, it has long been known that Night God can transform those Demon Race who died in the Secret Realm into Blood Slave who have no independent consciousness.
At that time, Demon Race Progenitor only thought that this method was strange and unpredictable, and a bit... disgusting.
Those Blood Slave sound so nice, as if they are living a new life.
But in fact, Life and Death is in Night God's thoughts, and can never leave Night God and is manipulated by others.
It's better to just die.
But now...
The person he longed for turned out to be Blood Slave.
Thinking of this, Demon Race Progenitor's expression suddenly became extremely strange.
Night God nodded matter-of-factly, with a calm expression.
"Yes, I did transform her into Blood Slave."
Night God looked down at Demon Race Progenitor with a strange smile in his tone.
"I remember you once said something right... Only when you are alive can you have hope."
"Living is more important than anything else."
"A Yin became my Blood Slave. Although she lost her freedom, she is still alive, isn't she? In your opinion, this should be a good thing, right?"
Demon Race Progenitor was silent.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was severely blocked.
alive?
But living like that... is it considered living?
But he couldn't say it.
He finally raised his wet red eyes and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.
"Then... can I see her?"
Night God looked at his humble and pleading look, and curled his lips with satisfaction.
"Then it depends on whether you cooperate. You should know what I want."
Demon Race Progenitor gritted his teeth.
He knew that Night God was using A Yin as a bargaining chip, he knew that he was being manipulated hard, and he knew that if he took this step back, he would be in an abyss...
But he couldn't retreat.
Demon Race Progenitor closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at a huge building Dark Red deep in the Demon Race Ancestral Land.
"The little bug you are looking for..."
Demon Race Progenitor's voice was low and tired, like a beast that had finally been tamed and lowered its head.
"He is indeed Demon Race Prodigy, an ordinary Demon Race of Frontier Demon Domain. His parents are gone long ago."
"If he has anything to rely on or worry about in Demon Race... I only know that he was brought to Demon Race Ancestral Land by Blood Demon God, and Blood Demon God has always brought him to Blood Demon God. He treats him like a biological son, and is even willing to offend other Demon God for him. I think the relationship between the two should be quite good. So... if you want to find him, maybe you can get something from the Blood Demon Hall."
Demon Race Progenitor stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the Dark Red building.
Very good.
Night God The arc of the corner of the mouth slowly widened, like a hunter who finally found the hiding place of his prey.
"Blood Demon Hall?"
He repeated the name in a low voice, then tightened his grip on the back of Demon Race Progenitor's neck, swayed, and rushed towards the building.
The wind howled by, and Blood Robe flew like a flag.
Night God Scarlet's eyes flashed with the cold and exciting light that is unique to predators.
Little bug.
Can you hide from the first day of junior high school or the fifteenth day of junior high school?
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Night God dragged Demon Race Progenitor and landed heavily on Central Square in front of the Blood Demon Hall.
The aftermath of blood-red energy exploded from where it landed, creating a circle of spiderweb-like cracks on the ground and causing rubble to scatter everywhere.
However, the once extremely luxurious Blood Demon Hall has now changed beyond recognition.
The huge statue of the Blood Demon God, which originally stood in the center of the square in front of the temple and was dozens of feet high, fell to the ground crookedly, half of its body embedded in the rubble, and its huge head rolled to the side. The once majestic and inviolable face was smashed into pieces, and one of its eyes was still wide open, as if it was accusing something with a dead eye.
Blood Demon Hall The heavy Dark Red door was covered with dark brown dried blood stains. There were layers of handprints, claw marks, and splash-like blood stains. Some of them had turned black and smelly, and had formed into hideous scabs.
Several twisted corpses were lying strewn across the door, their faces blurred, and their limbs bent at impossible angles, as if some force had broken all the bones in their bodies.
Several shaky figures were wandering in front of the temple.
Those are a few remaining Demon Race...
In other words, what used to be Demon Race.
Their eyes were empty, their mouths were drooling, their fingernails were scratched to a bloody pulp but they were completely unaware of it. They made indistinct roaring sounds in their throats. When they smelled the scent of strangers, they bared their teeth and roared like wild beasts. They dragged their broken legs and tilted their heads, staggering towards Night God and Demon Race Progenitor.
Seeing this scene up close, Demon Race Progenitor's heart twitched suddenly.
When he looked down from an altitude of 10,000 meters, those Madness and Demon Race were as densely packed and blurry as ants, but he could barely maintain his composure on the surface.
But now, he clearly saw those empty eyes, distorted faces, and crazy postures without dignity...
These people who once crawled at his feet and shouted "Long live Progenitor" are now worse than animals.
Demon Race Progenitor opened his mouth, his throat was so blocked that nothing came out in the end.
Night God already frowned in disgust.
"Dirty."
He uttered two words softly, as if the presence of these walking zombies in front of him for a second longer was polluting his eyes.
Night God raised his hand, bluffed his fingers, and a Blood Energy suddenly exploded like a fan...
"Buzz!"
Silent and breathless, but devastating.
Several roaring Demon Races didn't even have time to scream, and were swept over by Blood Energy. Like pencil lines erased by an eraser, their entire bodies instantly turned into powder and disappeared into ashes, leaving not even a particle of dust behind.
The heavy Blood Demon Hall door, together with the half-broken corpse hanging on the door frame and the broken meat and broken bones piled on the ground, completely evaporated at the same moment as Blood Energy passed through, as clean as if they had never existed.
Night God takes action.
One second Clear the Field.