Monster Rush

Chapter 245 The Gift of Darkness

Gris, who is also the heir of the proud lord of the night, is the most useless of the hundreds of heirs, so useless that even the demon soldiers who unconditionally surrendered to the upper race feel disdain for this highness in their hearts.

The reason for this is that His Highness is weak in nature and does not possess the talent possessed by the Night Demon Race.The ability to control the darkness is only limited to the cover of the breath, unable to condense the demon star, and the shame of the Night Demon Race is alive and well.

However, this good-for-nothing His Royal Highness did not give up. After unremitting training, he not only obtained a body capable of facing Kui Mo's head-on hard anus, but also had a shockingly high resistance, and also had an adventure, that is, a dark attribute The complete body of the dragon.

Therefore, Gris extracted a large amount of dark power crystals from the dragon's body and devoured them to make up for his congenital deficiencies, and successfully condensed the demon star.

But even so, it is still the weakest Highness, bar none.Even the strength of the penultimate place is much higher than it.

In this super battle, although Gris has the name of His Highness, he does not have the reality of His Highness. He was sent out by Ghost early to do what ordinary soldiers should do.

He repeatedly sacrificed a monster star the size of a peanut to attack the enemy, not only being ridiculed by the horned demon, but also the eyes of his compatriots looking at it were full of disgust and killing intent.

"This trash should have been slaughtered in the first place, so as not to embarrass my Night Demon Race!"

The compatriots of Gris directly ignored its existence, and said so in public more than once, even the magic soldiers of the same camp looked at it with incomparable resentment and contempt.

In this regard, although Gris reluctantly put on a calm appearance on the surface, his heart has long been swallowed by strong resentment.

In its eyes, there is no such thing as a dear brother, a kind father, a friendly compatriot, or a loyal subordinate, all of them will die!Those who dare to look down on themselves will definitely torture them to death with the most cruel means!

"Just wait, sooner or later..."

Gris said so more than once.

Suddenly, in its sea of ​​consciousness, a voice suddenly sounded:
"Do you want to become stronger?"

This voice is gentle and elegant, sounds extremely restrained, and is full of magnetism.

"Who are you?!"

Gris was taken aback, he was both shocked and frightened, but there was a faint desire to hear it again in his heart.The warmth of that voice is something it has never experienced before. It does not belong to hell, and it is even the opposite of hell, something called "light".

The warm light of the soul!
"Do you want to be the strongest demon?"

The voice didn't answer its question, and continued to ask slowly with a warm and soft tone.

……

Gris didn't respond, but to become stronger, this is what it has longed for most since it was born. It dreams of becoming stronger, but Gris has deep doubts about the voice that suddenly appeared in its mind .

"Do you want revenge?"

"Want to kill all creatures that look down on you?"

"Do you want to become the king of the night demon clan?"

"Do you want to conquer the Horned Demon Territory?"

"Want to enter the hinterland of hell?"

……

"Want to become the master of hell?"

The tone of this voice became softer and softer, but the original warmth was slowly changing. Those words were full of darkness, evil, and tempting depravity, echoing in my ears one by one.

Every sentence is like a sweet and delicious cake, constantly gnawing at my empty heart, and something called "ambition" begins to appear, expanding continuously, suppressing all rationality and other desires.

greedy!crazy!Then become stronger!That's what Gris is thinking about now.

"I want to become stronger! No matter who you are, please, I want to become stronger. As long as it makes me stronger, you can ask me to do anything!"

Regarding the powerful consciousness that can enter his mind, all doubts in Gris's heart dissipated. An existence that can achieve such a level must be able to kill him easily. If this is the case, what is there to be afraid of?Maybe this powerful existence has taken a fancy to him and is planning to promote an excellent hell demon...

Could this existence be the father of chaos?

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and Gris couldn't help being shocked by his "outrageous" thoughts, but at the same time lingering like an addiction.

That consciousness didn't respond, which means... acquiesced?Really that great father? !

Gris's heart was completely replaced by fanatical emotions. If it was really that one, it meant that he was favored and promoted to "Blood of Chaos", just like the horned demon lord?
"Since you agreed, then, as you wish!"

The voice sounded again, but it was no longer a warm and soft tone, but with a deep malice.

Ding Dong!

With a crisp sound, Gris's consciousness saw that the darkness presented in front of him suddenly rippled like a lake.In the center of the ripples, a black water drop gradually floated up.

The black like splashed ink, but it also renders a layer of mysterious, quiet, and deep darkness, which makes the faint darkness in Gris's body run away in an instant.

swallow it!swallow it!swallow it!
This is the only thought left by Gris at the moment.Finally, driven by extreme greed, like a hungry beast, Gris grabbed the water drop and swallowed it in one gulp.

Just like the substance, as soon as the water droplets entered its body, it immediately transmitted a sweet taste that paralyzed the nerves.What followed was a turbulent torrent of darkness, as if trying to submerge himself.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
In the real world, Gris suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and the veins on his face bulged, looking extremely ferocious.

The black is the sudden spread of the wings, and the thick black mist spreads around like a fluid. All those touched, whether it is an enemy or a friendly army, are corroded into blood before they can even scream, tumbling in the black mist, There was a strange blood light.

Seeing the vision, a horned demon flew over immediately, swung the beheading sword and chopped at Gris' head.

The screaming had stopped, and Gris looked up at the Horned Demon. At some point, a gap opened on its forehead, and a gray-white eye was formed.

This eye was filled with thick gray mist, exuding an air of death and desolation.

As soon as the Horned Demon looked at this eye, his body suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to even move a single paw.At that moment, the eyes that looked at him were extremely cold, as if a magical vortex was flowing slowly, trying to swallow his soul.

In a trance, the horned demon even saw that eye looking at him with a sense of mockery, as if everything in the world was a pile of puppets that could be manipulated at will in its eyes.But compared with the pair of eyes full of excitement and enthusiasm under the night demon, it seemed out of place, as if...

Another consciousness is leading this third eye!
Taking advantage of the moment when the Horned Demon was fixed in mid-air, Gris's wings trembled slightly, and a dazzling, extremely brilliant purple light suddenly flew out. The speed was so fast that it could not be increased, and even the space was distorted in an instant. .

The Horned Demon could only watch helplessly as the purple light continued to magnify in his eyes, and then everything returned to the darkness.

The huge body was torn apart, and was swallowed up under the flashing purple light.

It was Gris' natal demon star, which was originally only the size of a peanut grain. After the power of darkness increased greatly, until the Horned Demon was defeated, it was already the size of a watermelon, covered with magnificent and mysterious black lines.

I succeeded, I became stronger, I finally became stronger!
Staring blankly at his own demon star, Gris's eyes showed ecstasy, and immediately let out a wild laugh, recalling the demon star to kill.

The long-standing humiliation and resentment finally turned into reality at this moment, killing, devouring, and merging all those who dared to laugh at him into darkness!
The tumbling black mist turned into hundreds of tentacles, wrapping around the demon soldiers in the horned demon camp, dragging them all into the darkness.All the friendly troops around retreated back in horror. They didn't understand how His Highness Gris, who had always been the shame of the night demon clan, suddenly became so powerful that he could easily kill even the high-ranking demon adults.

Gris was immersed in the control of a powerful force. At the beginning, he still had a clear consciousness, but the further he went, the more he lost his sanity. The pleasure in his heart gnawed at his heart like poison, and he only wanted to kill, kill and kill !
The red light of the tumbling black mist became more and more shining, reaching the point where it could not be removed. Every time the demon star that defeated the enemy also began to be stained with blood, the blood stains only stuck to the demon star and could not be waved away.

With each killing, Gris' combat power soared, and even horned demons of the same level could be easily killed in one-on-one situations. Therefore, the three-headed horned demon was standing in front of it now, but even so, it was still at a disadvantage.

With a loud roar, Gris showed his supernatural power and beheaded the three-headed horned demons one by one, shocking the audience.

His Royal Highness Youhun, who was under the protection of the camp, also noticed his good-for-nothing brother, and suddenly a funny look appeared in his eyes, as if he saw something interesting.

"Gris, this trash, seems to have obtained something extraordinary. Although my status is unshakable, I still can't be careless in the face of my brothers who are still eyeing me!"

"Qi, Mei, go and bring it to me!"

An understatement of a sentence, doomed the fate of Gris.

From the void around the ghost, two extremely subtle fluctuations emerged, and two illusory shadows flashed forward quickly.

After arranging all this casually, Specter returned to the posture of Gujing Wubo, looking at the still chaotic and stalemate battlefield.

(End of this chapter)