Chapter 64 The Queen’s Inheritance (III)

"You guy, you look so disgusting. What kind of garbage aesthetic is the person who created you?" He tilted his head with a mysterious sacrifice with Tang sword, without any guilt for his behavior of destroying the ritual.

He stood on the steps and watched the increasingly huge monster. The black fog could no longer cover its body. It swelled more and more after sucking the blood of believers and sacrifices. Now it was a strange creature standing across the altar, like a ball of wriggling earthworms, and it was still expanding.

"Come on, eat more. When you are full, let's have fun. But don't eat too much. If you eat too much, I can't clean up, then I have to run away." The mysterious sacrifice told his expectations for the monster in a frank manner, gently jumped away from the tentacles that reached him, and cut them mercilessly. The tentacles that kept curling up and bounced up jumped twice on the steps, falling to the ground below that was about to turn into a pool of blood.

The mysterious sacrifice stood on the steps, looked up at the eyeball projected above the hall, sneered, and then turned around to look down at the scene under the steps.

The entire ceremony site has completely become a hell on earth. A large number of sacrifices escaped, and the sacrifices that did not have time to escape were almost dead. The believers were even more miserable. Some of them were crazy and attacked each other frantically, while others simply committed suicide. Several tentacles that were exploring from above the altar were cruising among the corpses, constantly devouring their bodies.

The smell of killing is pleasant, the mysterious sacrifice sniffed, thinking casually that since he entered the nightmare world more than two months ago, new surprises are waiting for him every day, and things that will be regarded as perverts in the real world are taken for granted. This world that completely follows the laws of the jungle is simply a paradise for people like him.

The mysterious sacrifice lowered its head and looked at the chaotic ceremony with great enthusiasm. The two people he had just met outside followed.

These two people... are interesting!

The eyes of the mysterious sacrifice lit up, and he jumped down from the steps of the altar, and rushed towards the person who was trying to awaken his companion who was confused by the giant eyeball. He suddenly took action, forcing him to let go of his hand and draw his sword to fight.

The Qi Leren, who had lost his leaning and confused, was unstable and fell to the ground, looking at the dome of the palace with empty eyes. The huge eyeball was still floating in the void, it seemed to exist there, but it seemed to exist in his imagination. Whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, the mysterious woman's dreamlike voice could not be removed.

Ning Zhou handed over the mysterious sacrifice that suddenly came over. The person in front of him looked only about twenty. He looked like Qi Leren. He was a foreigner, but his skills did not look like those who became monks halfway through - this is also a common problem for outsiders. This group of people from the peaceful world could almost never have been trained for many years, so they had more or less wild styles when fighting. But this person... this person is definitely a professional master!

In just a short period of time, the two of them had passed more than a dozen moves. As the battle became more intense, the two began to use the original power in their bodies intentionally or unintentionally. For a moment, the terrifying supernatural ability caused chaos around them.

"Interesting, I didn't expect there would be some unexpected gains this time." The man holding the Tang sword grinned and looked very happy.

"...Who are you?" Ning Zhou asked coldly.

"A passerby." He answered the mysterious sacrifice of himself, and drew his sword to him again.

Ning Zhou didn't want to entangle with this inexplicable guy at all, but the other party was not an opponent who could easily crush him. After a brief hesitation, he decided not to hold back and let the surging destructive power in his body gush out from the depths of his soul. In an instant, the destructive power spread from his side like an explosion. The mysterious sacrifice closest to him yelled low and retreated more than ten meters away like a flying one.

"Are you angry?" Passerby stuck a knife on the ground.

Ning Zhou looked at him coldly, and a thin layer of red mist filled his originally blue eyes.

"This kind of power is very interesting, but I still like real swords and guns to fight." Passers-by shrugged, "In addition, your sword is too inferior and is completely unworthy of you."

Ning Zhou was not listening to him. The terrifying power of destruction was washing away his consciousness. He tried his best to fight this power that was about to devour his reason.

"Oh, that guy is mature, your friend is in danger." The passerby's eyes crossed Ning Zhou's shoulder and looked at the huge piece of meat moving downwards. It supported its body with tentacles covered with sarcoma, slowly walked out of the black fog and climbed down from the altar. The huge tentacle wrapped in mucus was swallowing the corpse in the pool of blood, and even the people who were not dead yet.

Amid a scream and moan, the monster that walked out of the black fog exposed its true appearance - a huge rotten piece of meat formed by organisms like earthworms. The festering tentacles were covered with mushroom-like tumors, emitting a strong smell of rotten flesh. In the center of the piece of meat, there was a black gap, and deep red eyeballs could be vaguely seen in the gap.

Qi Leren, who was in a state of mental abnormality because he witnessed the mysterious eyeball in the sky, had no sense of the approaching tentacles. He lay in a pool of blood, staring blankly at the void above his head.

The tentacles were getting closer and closer, and they had already climbed over the steps and came to him. They were about to roll him up and eat him in the next second!

Suddenly, a cold murderous intent passed through the air, and the almost condensed wave of destruction rushed towards the tentacles that were about to eat, instantly thorning the tentacles that were about to touch Qi Leren into a pile of minced meat!

Ning Zhou, dozens of meters away, slowly lowered his hand that stabbed the sword, closed his eyes and calmed down the particularly strong will to destroy just now. Then he stepped on the blood and walked towards the monster that had expanded to the point of crushing the altar.

He claimed to be just a passerby and inserted the Tang sword on the ground, leaned against the pillar and held his arm, and rarely did not actively go up to challenge his opponent.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, it’s impossible to fight. The man in front of him has obviously touched a certain law and has feedbacked himself under the influence of the law. After entering this world for less than three months, he has only sensed the power of a certain law, and he is not even proficient in using that power.

But it is strange that even though he is a righteous person, the power in his body is so terrifying. If he hadn't been suppressing this power himself, he would have been stronger, but for some reason, he tried hard to maintain his shaky rationality and refused to become a slave to power.

Passers-by admired the man's battle, and his movements were incredibly smooth. It was almost impossible to see such a warrior who had experienced rigorous training since childhood in the real world. His power of exposing him cooperated with his movements and easily strangled the monster's tentacles one by one, and even stepped on the steps of the altar and moved closer to the monster's body lying on the steps.

The man was demonized, and passers-by saw his red eyes and the scales gradually covering his skin. However, this tendency to demonize seemed to make him feel painful. He had to stop and stand on the pillar next to the altar steps, trying to suppress the process of demonization while breathing.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the enemy's slackness, this unknown monster was recovering quickly, and the broken limbs healed, ready to brew the next round of attack.

Ning Zhou didn't give it too much time. He barely controlled the power in his body and raised the sword of judgment again, which was completely contrary to his power. This sword belonging to Mary's guardian power and the destructive power in his body were like fateful enemies, but they were entangled together, and they were used like self-abuse.

The retreating monsters retreated backwards, and their tentacles contracted like tides, as if they were afraid of the demon king who was about to awaken. But suddenly, the eyeballs floating in the void emitted a scarlet light, hitting the monster's body. The closed eyeballs in the huge piece of flesh seemed to be inspired by some force, and suddenly opened their eyes-

The whole hall suddenly lost its color, and it seemed that only black, white and gray were left in the world. The huge power of law fell from the sky, like a huge mountain, pressing heavily on everyone's heads.

Passers-by raised their heads and said "tsk" impatiently.

Another powerful person, stronger than the demonized man in front of him, probably the same as the man who brought him to the nightmare world and then threw him away irresponsibly. To some extent, this person who holds the "domain" is already considered a "god". And he is still just a mortal looking forward to the opportunity to kill the gods.

The demonized man suddenly revealed his original form in the sudden power - the black dragon wings pierced his back, the huge wings covered his rapidly transforming body, the scales covered his skin, and the sharp nails grew rapidly from his fingertips. In less than a minute, he had turned into a black demon dragon, roaring angry at the powerful oppression in the sky.

The roar pierced the space, and even made the courtyard immersed in the gentle dawn echo with the roar of dragons.

The woman who was tasting black tea said lightly, "Is this the power of destruction? It seems that it is not far from becoming a demon king."

"Do you want to deal with it?" Su He, who looked particularly handsome in the sunset of the dawn town, asked with a smile.

The petite power demon king took a sip of black tea and shook his head: "No, keep it. Since the killing was dealt with, there was a candidate missing to start the coronation ceremony of the Demon King. Let him take his head for the time being."

"Be careful to raise a tiger to cause trouble." Su He smiled.

"It's not a climate yet. Instead of being careful of him, it's better to think about the one in the dusk land. That one is a big trouble." The Demon of Power sighed lightly, "You are more familiar with him. Tell me, do you have any ideas?"

Su He supported his chin and looked at the rising sun among the floating mountains, showing a gentle smile: "Don't worry, I've been ready for a long time, I won't let you wait for a long time."

"I have always been relieved to do your business. However, the goldfish is still more careful. Since the killing has been missing, the goldfish tank has become increasingly unstable. If it is really allowed to escape... you know the consequences." The Demon King of Power said lightly.

"When you are officially crowned as the Demon King and let the Ideal Country devour the Demon World, these will not be a problem." Su He said.
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