Sitting cross-legged on the blood lion demon's broad back like a small hill, Muriya, dressed in black robes, looked at the dilapidated town not far away with crooked walls, symbolic more than practical, and faintly smelled a disgusting smell of blood in the wafting air.

"Quack!" The ugly cry of the birds sounded, and under Muria's gaze, a huge vulture with a filthy black aura flew up from the small city and flew towards his location.

"Honorable lord, I am the lord of Black Vulture City, do you need my help?" The black-feathered vulture with the stench of carrion on its body landed below Muria, and on the vulture's back, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle stood up and saluted Muria with some trepidation, showing a humble smile.

"Passing by. "For the appearance of this black vulture lord, Muria is not too surprised, although he and the broken horn of the Baroryan Demon hide their aura, and the general existence cannot see their strength, but the blood lion demon under their ass does not have the slightest intention of restraint.

The two soul-level blood lion demons and the six gold-level flame demons were enough to make this gold-level little city lord tremble in fright, and he went out of the city to greet Muria.

"Then do you need to go into my city to recuperate, although my city is broken, but it is okay to provide some services that satisfy you. Seeing that Muria didn't seem to mean to kill him, the Black Vulture Lord breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked diligently.

This kind of big man who can use the soul-level demon beast as a mount has finally come across, and he hasn't had the idea of slapping him to death casually, so of course he has to curry favor, and it is naturally best to get some rewards, if he can't, it is the right way to find a way to send him away quickly.

"Hmm!"

"Uh......" He was just a polite invitation, and he didn't expect Muria to agree at all The Black Vulture Lord froze slightly, and then reacted quickly, nodding his head, "My lord, please here." ”

When the stinking black vulture lord had walked away, Muria, who was a little curious about the notorious continent, followed.

"This is ......" Muria, who rode the Blood Lion Demon over the Black Vulture City, looked down and was immediately shocked by the city in front of him, which was even more dilapidated than it looked, with houses staggered and unplanned, and feces and sewage flowing wantonly. It can be seen that its owner has no intention of running it at all.

The most numerous and conspicuous of the cities are the execution racks scattered throughout the city, on which hang the corpses of those who have died of horrific torture, some of which have dried up, some of which are still dripping with blood, and some of which are scavenging vultures pecking at the corpses of those who have just died without a few taels of flesh.

What kind of city is this, it's just a garbage pond, a torture ground, a breeding farm for vultures, and it's not a city for intelligent creatures.

"My lord, if your mount is hungry, you can use these two-legged beasts as you please. Seeing Muria hanging in the air, the Black Vulture Lord came up and said very courteously.

"Two-legged beast?" Following the Black Vulture Lord's finger, Muria noticed the struggling inhabitants of this Black Vulture City that could not be called a city at all.

It was a group of humans who fell to their knees under the influence of inertia. In a trance, Muria thought that she had seen an African refugee from her previous life, skinny, numb, with dull eyes, and no trace of expectation for the future.

"Go down!" Muria commanded through the spirit imprint, causing the Blood Lion Demon to take himself down to a height of three feet above the ground, looking down on the humans who seemed to be living in purgatory.

"Sure enough, they are not pure human beings, and yes, it is impossible for ordinary human beings to reproduce in this environment. The "humans" who knelt on the ground according to their instincts had some things on their bodies that normal humans did not have, such as faint magic patterns, small horns, hair, tails, and the like.

These things in front of me can no longer be called humans, and it is more appropriate to call them demons.

"Roar!" saw the stinking and sticky saliva dripping between the teeth of the blood lion demons who were prostrate in front of him. Creatures in the material realm have an extraordinary allure for demons.

"Suck!" The Blood Lion Demon unconsciously licked his mouth, making the demon in front of it tremble involuntarily, although life is difficult, but no matter how much it is better than death, even if it is difficult, they also want to live.

"Pick out twenty of yourselves and present them to this one. At Muria's side, the Black Vulture Lord rode down on his big vulture, and said as if cannibalism was just a normal thing.

So, an ugly and disgusting scene was staged in front of Muria, and the demons who were still kneeling on the ground with a humble face just now pounced on the people around them, whether it was a parent, wife, children or other kind of relationship before, now there is only one relationship, proof of survival.

Soon, twenty demons with their hands and feet broken were placed in front of Muria, and their clothes were stripped clean, including young girls in their twenties, and children of eight or nine years old, all of whom looked at Muria with pleading expressions on their faces.

But Muria looked at their faces, but found that he had no mercy, for he saw the scene of this seemingly poor girl, a childish boy who had just been killed, and he was vicious and resolute, no worse than those adults.

"Enjoy!" the Black Vulture Lord smirked at the Blood Lion Demon beneath Muria's seat.

"Bang!" Just as the Blood Lion Demon was about to accept the worship of the unhuman, demonic lord in front of him, Muria slammed his fist on its back, making it honestly shut its mouth.

"Tell me, these executions are on the racks because of what crime they have committed to be subjected to such a miserable penal code. ”

"Crime?" the Black Vulture Lord was a little puzzled, not understanding why Muria would ask such a question, "It's just a trace of my boring pastime, do you need to try it, my lord?" ”

"Yes. The blood and qi in Muria's body were surging, and the killing intent was boiling, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"By the way, my lord, don't you eat these mounts? If you don't, I'll let my buddies eat them. With that, the big vulture stepped forward, ready to peck at the demons.

"Click!" the white bone shards splattered with filthy blood and viscous brains, spilling on the demons who were struggling for mercy. The Blood Lion Demon under Muria's seat smashed the head of the great vulture with one claw.