When he first learned that the Blood Sacrifice could summon a high-ranking demon, Luo Ning didn't pay much attention to it. He had fought with the Abyss Demon Clan in Jinshui City, and he had somewhat understood the depth of the other party. However, the abyssal demon in front of him, who broke the blood-colored pyramid and drilled into his body, was far beyond Luo Ning's imagination in terms of appearance and strength.

This demon had a head like a black goat and a huge body tens of meters high, the upper half of its body was covered in the pitch-black armor common among abyssal demon generals, and its lower body was wrapped in dense black clouds, floating lightly in the air. Dozens of sharp tentacles with charred black slime stretched out from behind it, swaying wantonly in the night sky, emitting light gray energy fluctuations, which looked extremely strange. However, it is such an ugly and terrifying big man, but he has a pair of black eyes that are very human-like, and can even see some emotions.

Now that the Scarlet Pyramid has been destroyed, Luo Ning has naturally regained his freedom and is puzzled by its strength: "Abyss Demon General? No, that is the Anto Demon General I met is far inferior to it!" When he was guessing to himself, the Blood Mage Leader Poison Scorpion trembled and moved step by step to the demon: "The Great Martyr Demon God, the top powerhouse in the six hundred and sixty-six layers of the Endless Abyss, the Great Demon Venerable with tens of millions of followers, the Blood Mage Scorpion, in the name of the Blood Demon God, welcomes you!"

When the goat-headed demon heard this, the tentacles behind him shook more and more, and his very humanized eyes showed a look of doubt: "Six hundred and sixty-six layers of the Endless Abyss? Who told you this fallacy? The Endless Abyss has only thirteen layers! Also, as the last survivor of the Martyrs clan and one of the thousands of descendants of the great Sabu Nicholas, I do not belong to either the Endless Abyss or the Flame Hell. ”

"What?" The scorpion obviously didn't expect this to happen, and when it heard this, it was stunned and stammered, "You, aren't you a martyr demon god?" Oh, I'm so stupid! If it's really that god, how can it take the initiative to talk to me? But, but we have enough sacrifices? How could it be ......" The scorpion fell into a mystery, wondering why there was such a major difference in this long-prepared blood sacrifice.

Seeing that he looked confused, the demon let out a piercing dry laugh: "Haha, the Demon God of Martyrdom? What is that? Listen! I am the only remaining descendant of the Martyrs - Russell the Demon of Martyrdom! The upper half of my body once belonged to the Black Sheep of Martyrdom - Roken, and the lower half of my body used to belong to the Shadow Demon of Martyrdom - Nagu! Thousands of years ago, the two ancestors died one after another, but they both left behind a wisp of soul. Thousands of years have passed, and these two souls have been entangled with each other, and finally my demon spirit has been born! As for the Demon God of Martyrdom you are talking about, what kind of thing is it, and it dares to pretend to be the reputation of the Martyrs?"

"This!" the scorpion didn't dare to answer, and didn't know how to answer. He had to smile awkwardly and falsely claimed, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! Lord Russell! The little one offered a soul sacrifice in order to be able to admire your appearance and pray that you would accept the worship and respect of our blood mage! Now that our long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, I would like to send Lord Russell away!" That bald puppet couldn't even hurt it with blood magic, but just now it was instantly pinched by this demon! Well, there is a sentence Russell is not lying - it is definitely not a Martyr Demon God! Because ten Martyr Demon Gods combined may not be able to beat it!

"Let's go?" Russell narrowed his eyes, and the black goat's head glanced around: "The highest sacrifice hasn't been eaten yet, how can I leave here!"

"The most, the highest sacrifice?!" the scorpion took a few steps back, afraid that the demon was referring to himself. Not only him, but also the blood mages retreated, but they stopped in Russell's warning gaze, caught in a dilemma.

"Yes, I'm here because I smell a very special smell of the soul!," it suddenly opened, and the goat's head turned back and forth, revealing a heavily warning gaze. When everyone saw it, they were frightened and stunned in place.

"What a bunch of obstructive guys!" Russell glanced at the group of blood mages in disgust, and the purple tentacles behind him suddenly stretched out to the ground, turning into dozens of extremely large sharp long whips, and after a dozen clicks, there were many more broken corpses in the crater that had been whipped into two pieces. Only four blood mages remained, including the scorpion and the python, were left alive!

"Haha, I found it!" Russell's eyes suddenly lit up and he stretched out his claws excitedly. And the object of this arrest is none other than Luo Ning, who was dizzy by this unexpected reversal. There is a huge difference in the strength of the two sides, no matter how perverted Luo Ning is, he can only obediently obey and be pinched in the palm of Russell's palm.

However, at this moment, Russell suddenly screamed "——", hurriedly threw Ronin to the ground, and then jumped to his feet with the palm of his hand.

Luo Ning was already confused, and at this time, he couldn't understand Russell's honey operation: "What's the situation? This will let me go? Isn't it trying to take away my soul? Forget it, it's better than being killed by it." While this big guy didn't react, I'd better hurry up and slip away!" Luo Ning escaped into a stealth state and ran out of the canyon.

"Stop me!" Russell saw Luo Ning disappear, and another paw stretched out, directly grabbing Luo Ning from the stealth state to the palm of his hand.

But this time, the same thing happened again. Russell quickly threw Ronin out again! This time it didn't cry out in pain, but its eyes were full of despair when it saw the large, five, small, and six flame patterns in the palm of his hand.

Luo Ning was lucky, but also a little angry: "Hey, I'm weird, what does this mean? Catch it and don't catch it, let it go! Lie down and play!"

He thought about it casually, but as soon as this thought came to him, Russell actually pounced on the ground. The purple tentacles behind him were pressed down by five or six, emitting a piercing low sound.

Russell struggled to his feet, looking at Ronin's eyes full of fear: "You, you're a fanatic! You're a fanatic of Ammon, the ancestor of light! Damn, you deliberately showed weakness and tricked me into pressing the Slave Seal!"

Russell held out his palm at Ronin, allowing him to see the mass of his palm symbolizing the Zeatic. Seeing this, Luo Ning said curiously: "That's right, I am a fanatic. What is this when you said the Slave Seal......? You have become my slave?" Luo Ning's heart moved, and he ordered Russell: "You listen to me! Seriously injure these four mage learners! Make them unable to fight back, but save their breath! Karen has helped me so much, I'm embarrassed to snatch her head again!"

"Bah-" Russell screamed in pain, as if trying to resist Ronin's orders. However, the one that took on the pattern of a fanatic believer, but in the end, his arm couldn't twist his thigh, and he made a decisive attack at the four blood mages.

(End of chapter)