Night Crow Master

A 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--

Snapped!

Some of the demon servants under his control exploded again.

Accompanied by successive loud noises, the fire spread again, igniting most of the hunter's market, and the dark red flames rose towards the sky, illuminating the sky.

People who were originally in panic, because of the explosion that occurred again, became more and more panicked, fleeing without any sense of direction and desperately towards a place where there was no fire. The disorderly escape and the staggered escape routes made people rush into At the same time, driven by fear, the person who fell to the ground was also trampled by others without hesitation.

"This fear is so sweet and delicious."

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

This kind of large-scale blood killing and riot death is a wonderful banquet loved by **** 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 here?

If you use this scale of killing ceremony as a sacrifice, you can open a small door to hell.

However, the opportunity has now been missed. At this time, he wants to arrange the gates of hell, and the possibility of hitting hunters and Templars above the middle class 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 moment, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he felt an undisguised, malicious look.

There was a flash of red light in his eyes, and his body changed suddenly. The skin on his shoulder blades suddenly bulged out. A pair of huge membrane wings protruded from his back. The wide membrane wings swayed vigorously, and the violent, scorching wind went down. Scrolling, lifted 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 had fallen into pieces.

After the devil raised his body to a height of tens of meters, he suddenly looked down. A bright red, low-level demon that seemed to be completely condensed from blood was slowly moving from the ground full of cracks and debris. Condensed, the scarlet liquid circulated in the body.

It is not much different from an ordinary demon-with fangs, a bat-like head, sharp horns on the head, slightly rickety figure, slender tail, and a triangular tip.

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 not seen it.

"Xia (xia)!!!"

The twisted blood demon raised his head after the body was condensed, 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 seen faintly that they are the wings of a bat, the irregular feathers on them...

Seeing this pair of wings, Marushal was stunned.

The types of lower demons are: Shofar Demon, Tauren, Bat Demon, Demon Dog, Skeleton Demon, Bat Demon, Vampire Servant

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

Demon with wings, only fallen angels 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. There is no doubt that they will die when they are demonized, and only angels of middle position 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 it is. How could it be?

Although shocked and puzzled, Marushal was not stunned. When he saw the weird blood demon flapping its blood-colored wings into the sky, he also waved his bat's giant wings, which were nearly five meters in length. The huge membrane wings slammed vigorously, and the dark red flames followed the storm towards the blood demon that rushed.

The blood demon, who was completely irrational, didn't dodge or hide, 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 vampire demon tried to transform the lower angel into a demon servant, and then created this kind of 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 any 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—

The malicious gaze did not disappear because he killed the blood demon, on the contrary, because the blood demon was killed, the hungry gaze became more intense.

"Sip!!!"

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, and the dark red flame wrapped his whole body. Accompanied by the scorching storm, his body flew out like a missile, facing the blood-colored weird demon.

laugh!

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

"Sigh..."

The screaming sound of the scarlet demon disappeared as the body was split, and its body, the **** feast magic power was broken, and it burned out in the scorching **** 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 even 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!

In the next moment, he saw the woman's body skin burst open, and her whole body expanded several times, becoming 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 undisguised hungry gaze that treated him as food also made Maroushar understand that this was definitely not an ally.

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

A huge, dark red fireball, like a meteorite, smashed toward the blood feast scarecrow that Novena had turned into.

"Sip!!!"

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

Because the two blood demons were killed, the loss of strength and the loss of fullness of Nofenra, the remaining sanity was once again eroded by the desire to overeating.

The full-bodied magic of blood feast was condensed on the dry muscle tissue, and the small dry flesh instantly expanded into thick tentacles with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters.

More than fifty tentacles entwined with the rich **** magic power, and drew like a whip to the **** fireball turned into by Marushal.

boom! ! !

A terrifying explosion erupted at the moment when the Bloody Feast touched and Maruchal collided, destroying all the surrounding residential buildings with a radius of 100 meters. The ground was also bombarded by the shock wave of the explosion for several meters, forming a radius of 100 meters in place 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 the left and upper body had been completely broken into pieces. 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 the weird demon in a head-on collision?

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

The embarrassed gaze passed through the smoke and dust, and looked to 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, the next moment, his eyes widened.

The weird demon dragged several corpses out of the ruins. His left arm turned into dozens of tentacles and pierced them. In an instant, a charred 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 the naked eye, and it recovered by half 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 did not notice 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 master of the eye, Yate, was judging the combat effectiveness of Nuofenra.