Click!

Muria raised his hand to grab the skull of a corpse servant, and with a slight force in his palm, cracks appeared in the skull of this corpse servant, and surging black and red flames poured out of Muria's hand, surging towards his body along the broken skull of this corpse servant, filling his body in an instant.

Almost instantly, a crack appeared on the surface of the corpse's body, and black-red flames poured out of it, and the corpse servant roared in pain in the flames, and then turned into a pile of ashes.

But at this moment, a somewhat excited and tyrannical roar sounded in Muria's ears, and Muria followed the sound and immediately saw a tall corpse servant wearing armor, with a blue face, a shriveled body, and red eyes.

This is a ghoul with a body height of nearly three meters, which is far more than half the body of the low-level ghouls around Muria who were pinched to death by him casually, and it seems that this is a more advanced ghoul.

But Muria didn't have any waves in his heart, the low-level corpse servant was no different from an ant in his eyes, and the one in front of him was just a bigger ant, no difference.

However, the ants bite the elephant to death, and when Muria saw the corpse servant coming behind him one after another, and the number of corpse servants who were similar to its size could not be counted, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull.

And behind these corpse servants, Muria also saw the taller corpse servants in the shadows, and these undoubtedly had to make Muria have to show some real skills to come out against the enemy, his current posture is obviously not suitable for fighting.

"To be honest, I don't really like my awakening stance, but I can't help it. Muria looked at the corpses that came from the streets on all sides, and the buildings around him, and twisted his neck, and dazzling fire streaks slowly emerged from his face.

Then his short, immature body began to swell, and the fiery flame streaks spread across his obsidian-hard body, and one after another moonblade-like bone spurs covered with flame streaks extended from the joints of his body, making his form look more and more hideous and terrifying, like a demon god who had come to destroy the world.

In an instant, Muria went from a small bean cube that was less than one and a half meters tall to a five-meter-tall behemoth, his body shrouded in flames.

A pair of horns on his forehead soared into the sky, and behind him, a thick and powerful tail flicked, revealing the beauty of an alternative force.

At the same time, the air around Muria was almost boiling, and the ground under his feet began to turn red, the ground began to melt, and the ground where he stood began to melt and form magma.

"Roar!" Looking at Muria, who had shown three awakening postures, these corpse servants who had retained some wisdom but were manipulated and affected by demons let out a roar in unison, and then swarmed towards him.

"I don't know. Seeing these corpse servants who didn't know what death was, Muria shook it down, and under the influence of his overflowing power, a heavy sword made of lava appeared under his feet, which had turned into a magma pool.

Muria held the lava sword in his hand and swept out, waves of fire forming a perfect circle in front of him before spreading out in all directions.

The corpse servant who was touched by this flame sword qi was immediately split in two, and without any resistance, all of them were turned into ashes.

Most of the memories of these corpse servants transformed from living creatures have been forgotten in the process of transformation, and their power is transformed after death, so their combat effectiveness is not one in ten compared to their life.

Although Muria was like chopping melons and vegetables, each swing of the sword could slash and kill nearly a hundred corpses, these corpse servants who had long forgotten their fear and did not know what death was still rushing one after another.

"Roar!"

The screams of the corpse servants came and went, and this aroused the instinctive anger in Muria's body, and Muria opened her mouth wide and let out a roar at the corpse servants.

The visible waves of rolling sound began at his mouth and spread rapidly, and the corpse servant facing him, in the face of Muria's roar, quickly weathered and dispersed into a little powder, like sandstone standing in the wind for hundreds of years.

Muria's surroundings were quiet for a moment, but then the corpse servants continued to rush towards him, but perhaps because of their slight intelligence, their roars were much quieter.

"It turned out to be a group of guys who bullied the weak and were afraid of the hard. Noticing the change, Muria chuckled, reached out and grabbed a corpse, ignoring its resistance and struggle, and thrust it into the pool of magma beneath her feet.

Then, Muria watched as it let out a scream and wail of pain, and then sank into the lava......

"That's too inferior, isn't it!" Muria, who was torturing the corpse servants, kept an eye on the battle between the giants and the demons, and the more she looked at him, the more helpless she became.

Because as the battle progressed, the giant, who had been in the upper hand, and had blown up the form of the demon again and again, was gradually falling below, and his attacks began to become weak, and he had no way to blow up the body of the demon with one punch, just like he did at the beginning.

And this situation, although Muria felt helpless, but it was also expected by him, because in terms of pure attack, the giant is above the demon, as can be seen from the body of the demon that he has exploded many times.

This is for the existence of this form of a demon, and it is not a matter at all if the body is blown up, and it can be repaired with some strength.

So, with the accumulation of knowledge without knowing how many living beings he devoured, the demon stubbornly dragged the battle to the later stage and completely reversed the situation.

"Quack, wasn't it fierce just now?Why is your attack so soft now?" The demon condensed a pair of huge beast-like claws, and slashed at the giant's body in an orderly manner.

The claw blade, made purely of death condensation, gripped at the giant's iron-gray skin, leaving no trace on his body except for rubbing the Dao sparks.

The power potential has awakened to their level, and they all have their own different means, although the body of the demon can be easily disrupted, but it has a strong recovery power, and it can be revived with full blood casually.

The giant, on the other hand, has a powerful physique that matches his strength, and his body is as if it were made of metal, which is indestructible, but this only means that he has a strong defense.

"Whew!" the giant's chest rose and fell violently, and his strength had been consumed a lot at this point, and the power of the ghost in front of him was like a bottomless fountain, and he didn't know how long it would take to dry up.

In the face of such an enemy, the wise choice was to retreat quickly, but at this time, he also noticed that Muria's eyes were always on him, and now this situation made him feel extremely embarrassed, so he gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

He still wants to save face, the cowhide just now blew loudly, and it didn't take long for him to flee in embarrassment, which made him face Muria in the future.

"Die to save face, and live to suffer. Muria had already seen from the giant's every move that he had already retreated in his heart, but because he couldn't save face here, he just held on there.

"But you're holding on so hard, aren't you pleasing me?" Murria sighed a little weakly. Normally, if this goods is cold, it will be cool with it.

"Enma Boy, do you see? Your guardian is scared of this fate in the face of me, is he afraid?" As Muria flicked his slender and thick tail behind his back and killed a group of corpse servants, a demon the size of a normal person condensed in front of Muria, and then asked him in a playful tone.

"Which dog eye of yours is scared when you see me?" Muria rolled her eyes, flames lingering in her fist, and she threw a straight punch, directly knocking the small demon in front of him away.

Although the giant's state was already a little weak at this time, and it could not be as strong as before, but even so, the demon had to divide most of its strength to deal with the giant, and the clone that was divided into a delusional attempt to tease Muria was only a virtual appearance, and it did not have much strength.

"Quack, do you think that your guardian can escape with you even if he can't defeat me? You're too naïve, aren't you? I'm a ghost who has awakened six times, and you can't escape my realm of darkness. ”

"Idiot. Muria grabbed the miniaturized demon in front of him, and when his palm just had a physical touch, the next moment the touch disappeared, and his hand was empty, as if it was grasping a cloud of air.

"Keep scolding, and when I defeat your Guardian, it'll be your turn. In the surrounding black mist, the strange voice of this demon sounded.

"Don't force me!" Murria sighed helplessly as he looked at the giant who had begun to switch from attack to defense amid the ghost's attack, but he wanted to grow step by step.

At this time, as the giant faltered in the attack of demons and demons, in the heart of Muria's reincarnated body, the curled up deity slowly opened his eyes, and the palm that was clenched in front of his chest opened, and a drop of source power that could evolve all things emerged, and then an insignificant trace was withdrawn from it.

At the same time, in the half-plane carried by the deity, in a magnificent building that housed the countless rare treasures that Muria had collected as an emperor,

On a display stand, a constantly jumping, lingering golden-red lava-like blood, like the heart of a small sun, slowly levitated, and then disappeared in an instant......