Lord of the Dead Sea

In a land of disorder, good and evil are only in the mind of everyone.

Liu Yufeng is not a good person. When he does evil, even the wicked will tremble.

But he is not a person who likes and dislikes, just like just now, he can do something to this girl, he has this strength and this desire.

but,

This is a road that cannot be turned back. Once you release the beast in your heart, don't expect it to return to the cage obediently, so Liu Yufeng restrains his heart very much at all times, because he knows that his heart is not It's as simple as shutting down a beast.

If someone else shuts down a tiger or a lion.

Then what he cared about was at least: a tenth-level evil dragon!

Looking at the sky, it was still early, and there was still some time before dark. Liu Yufeng planned to use this time to practice hard and quickly adapt to the power in his body.

After all, not being able to fly cards made Liu Yufeng lose his sense of security. Relying on his brute force and speed alone was not enough to protect himself.

Taking out the practice cards, Liu Yufeng started from the most basic card handling, looking for the feeling of the cards, and gradually recovered his ability step by step. He firmly believed that after the recovery was completed, the power of his flying cards would undergo a qualitative change.

at the same time,

The bottom of the Dead Sea, the Middle Sea area, the second basement level of a lost city.

This is a very hidden meeting room, even the walls are engraved with runes, and there is a high-ranking evil god personally controlling it outside the door. Everything shows that this meeting is unusual.

The little boy in the suit was the last one to enter the meeting room, and the blood-red leather shoes made a crisp sound on the ground, so that the other five evil gods in the meeting room all turned their attention to the little boy, and Duke also set his sights on the little boy. His eyes turned to them, but Duke only saw five blurred shadows.

This is also expected by Duke, because the pollution of evil gods is generally very serious, and they usually never show their true colors to others. He, Duke, has just been reborn, so there is no need to cover it up. Of course, how many Dukes also have a little bit of showing off.

"Duke, I didn't expect you to succeed."

The leading evil god said, apparently he and Duke are old acquaintances.

"Among this group of newcomers, I am not the only evil god, which shows that there are quite a lot of successful people."

Duke Ben said seriously, feeling that the stools beside the conference table were too short, so he sat directly on the table, while the other five evil gods didn't say anything about it.

"Let's get to the point quickly, what did you call me over for? If you have anything to say, hurry up, I have to go home for dinner."

"Go home? I remember that your home has long since disappeared?" the evil spirit next to Duke said.

"My new home, a great existence has taken me in." Duke raised his chin proudly. With that posture and eyes, it seemed that the five evil gods in front of him were all homeless wild dogs.

"Yo huh? Killing without blinking an eye, Duke, who is known as the bloody devil and is extremely proud, will be under the fence? Didn't you go to the gods of heaven after you were reborn?"

Duke sneered, squatted on the table, his eyes gradually turned blood red, staring at the evil god who was mocking him, and said:

"Shadow Demon Jones, once defeated by my great Duke, I forgive your jealousy, because you knelt down and gave that great being a toe, and that great being wouldn't even look at you! And I, will be with you That's having dinner with him."

After straightening his tie, Duke continued proudly:

"I'm not what I used to be. I'm now the steward of a certain great evil god. Seriously, I'm not looking down on your rubbish meetings. If you have something to talk about, don't test me here. "

The feeling Duke gave these five evil gods can be described in two words: swelling.

No, it should be four words: overexpansion.

Because the standard of the Black Spirit Society is not low, the president of the Black Spirit Society is said to have the strength of the angel class, but this is just an ordinary branch among the many branches of the Black Spirit Society, so Duke dared to be so arrogant.

"Recently, the major temples have infiltrated the sea more and more frequently. They force the old people to believe in those false gods. If they don't obey, they will kill them all. The methods are extremely bad. The old people can only turn to us evil god organizations for help. Recently, the president of Deep Sea gave a response, so that we can help appropriately, so we also hope to get your help."

At the top of the conference table, Holt, the branch president shrouded in a cloud of black mist, said straight to the point.

Duke respected Holt, not only because of his strength, but also because Holt had always enjoyed a good reputation among the evil gods.

"I don't belong to myself anymore. I belong to my great existence. I am his steward. I will tell him about this matter. As for what he decides, I will obey."

Duke's words instantly made all the evil gods in the conference room straighten their backs, because in the conversation of the evil gods, they could clearly hear the "he" that Duke said, and the usage of "he" is generally Is it only available to the angel class, or even the god class, that is to say, Duke is serving an evil angel now?Or... an evil god who can be compared to a righteous god?

"Duke, it's not that we don't believe in you. If the kingdom doesn't surrender, and the lost city under the sea doesn't come out again, since the second war of gods, the two sides of Tianhai seem to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and they have made restrictions on each other. So now there are no righteous gods and angels on the first floor of heaven." Vice President Ma Qi reminded in time.

"Hehehe." Duke crossed his arms and sneered. His little red leather shoes knocked on the table again and again. He gave March a cold look and didn't speak. He knew that March was talking about himself.

"Duke, we need you because of our previous friendship." Chairman Holt spoke again, with sincerity in his voice, and Duke put away his cynical attitude, and looked at Holt seriously said:

"I can only try. I still can't figure out the temper of the adults, but I am very sure that the adults are on our side, because..."

When Duke said this, his eyes narrowed, and his voice became softer.

"Because He personally killed the people in the Temple of War God just today, not long ago. The reason is that the people in the Temple of War God slaughtered the old people at the bottom of the sea, so, do you understand?"

The five clusters of black mist kept surging, indicating that the people behind them were not at peace.

"Can you introduce an adult for us?" Jones asked hastily.

"Impossible." Duke refused directly and coldly. He knew Jones, and he was a top-notch flatterer.

"How about just coming to meet? We also want to make some insignificant contributions to the great existence." Holt said.

"It depends on how the great one decides. I will take the words of the president. By the way, I would like to remind everyone, don't try to grab a thigh hug from me, because I am Duke! I am irreplaceable in the hearts of adults! Especially you Jones, put away your little thoughts! Through the black mist, I can feel your eagerness to pat your ass! Let me tell you, my lord doesn't like this, and my lord hates evil gods like you the most!"

"Okay, great Duke, you are right." Jones said with a sneer, he doesn't believe Duke's nonsense, and big people don't like to be licked?That's a lack of skill in flattering!And I, Jones, can rattle even godly farts!When I see this great existence, I can't help you!At that time, you will be responsible for eating ashes after me!

And the other evil gods also tacitly agreed with each other, and secretly decided in their hearts that to see this great existence, they must pay attention to it.

Duke, who planned to report truthfully to Liu Yufeng, never even dreamed that his road to the evil god would be so difficult, and even the matter of hugging his thigh was so involved. It turned out that his competitor was never Jones alone!