"Why?" the Black Vulture Lord, who had seen the tragic death of his mount that had accompanied him for decades in front of him, and who didn't understand why Muria suddenly turned his face, asked with some uneasiness and trepidation.

"Because you are disgusting to me, so in order to please me, please disappear from this world!" Under Muria's thoughts, in the form of a fireball, the six-headed fire demons around him stretched their bodies, and then pounced on the Black Vulture Lord.

"My lord, spare your life!" Seeing the appearance of the fire demon, the black vulture lord showed a look of fear, and begged for mercy from Muria while dodging the attack in embarrassment, but the young man sitting on the back of the blood lion demon ignored it, and just looked at this lord, who was burned to ashes by the six-headed fire demon with magic flames, and his soul was eaten.

"Quack!" the six-headed flame demon who had killed the Black Vulture Lord with an absolute crushing advantage smiled wickedly, and his greedy gaze fell on those demonic civilians, who were not satisfied with eating only such a little.

"Kill all the vultures in the city. Muria gave the order in a cold tone.

The fire demon who received the order glanced at the demons on the ground unwillingly, and then excitedly pounced on the vultures all over the city, and began to slaughter the vultures that could not eat an unknown number of corpses, and their eyes turned red.

In the dirty and dilapidated city, the sky filled with blazing demonic flames, under the absolute gap in strength, no vulture can escape the hunt of the fire demon, these fierce birds that once lived a comfortable life in the city, one after another turned into ashes and fell, making the few demons in the city tremble.

In the end, Muria still did not order the fire demon to kill all these demons who had no moral bottom line, these "people" lived in such a disgusting posture, and the environment of this subcontinent accounted for a large part of the reason.

In the case that survival is not guaranteed, no one will talk about morality, this is the reality, everything is based on filling the stomach and living, and is this wrong? Can it be judged by the standard of good and evil?

Muria couldn't tell, so he chose to ignore it, left with the nine-headed demon, and continued to advance towards the hinterland of the continent, heading towards the location where he sensed the five-colored dragon.

......

And just when Muria commanded the fire demon to kill on a large scale, the 66th layer of the bottomless abyss, the demon net abyss. In a slowly moving spider-like steel fortress, a half-human, half-spider existence slowly opened its eyes, and the thousands of scenes in his eyes changed, and finally fixed on the body of a black-haired and golden-eyed teenager, his long hair fluttering with the sea breeze, and the vast ocean behind him.

"The ethnicity of the Titans. The evil god, known in many material worlds, murmured softly, with an unforgettable hatred.

A kingdom of drow elves who believed in her was violently disintegrated by the Titans, how she did not hate, this is one of the main sources of her faith.

"Who gave you the courage to enter the realm of the evil gods?" Queen Rose showed a sarcastic look on her face, "Since you dare to come in, then stay, don't think about leaving, to repay the losses you Titans have caused me!"

"My disciples!" Following the thought of Queen Rose, she consumed a large amount of divine power at any cost, and at the same time lowered her consciousness to all the drow elves gathering places in the Senapus subcontinent, and issued an oracle full of endless temptation:

"The drow elves who were able to capture this Titan Descendant and sacrifice him to me will ascend to my kingdom and become an attendant under my throne for eternal life. ”

At this moment, all the cities of the Drow in the Senapus subcontinent were agitated, this is an oracle that can make most intelligent beings go crazy, enter the kingdom of God to become a god, gain endless life, and even have the hope of becoming a god.

At the same time that Queen Rose sensed the existence of Muria and issued an oracle to hunt him, those evil gods that Muria had offended also had a sense, and the goddess of the sea, Amberi, and Bribodup, the god of Kotao and fishmen, also issued an oracle to hunt down Muria.

In the offshore areas of the Senapus subcontinent, the sea beasts of the powerful fish-men, who have been freed from the constraints of the environment, climb the land to find Muria's tracks, hoping to hunt him down to the gods in exchange for the reward promised by the oracle.

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"What's going on?" Muriya, who had entered a city again on the Blood Lion Demon with a broken horn, touched his chest, and a palpitating feeling welled up in his heart, making him a little irritable.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" asked the broken corner, who had been following Muria honestly all the way, very thoughtfully, when his chaotic nature was erased by Ulysses, the Lord of the Abyss, he was no longer much different from the devil when he became a demon of order.

"I suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis. Muria replied with a frown, "I might have some difficult trouble to deal with." ”

This kind of palpitation, Muria will not ignore it as a physical discomfort, how can there be a problem with his body as an existence that is only one step away from the legend. It was a warning from his sixth sense with his body before danger came.

"Trouble?" said the bald-headed man's severed horn with a cheeky smile, "If there is, just kill the light." ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. "Muria already has some speculation in his mind, since he left the Titan Islands, he has been engaged in the great cause of punishing evil and promoting good.

Especially in recent years, in order to fight evil, he has provoked many evil gods and many powerful demon lords. If you think about the subcontinent he is in now, you can probably guess what is the most likely source of his crisis.

The killing intent of the gods is not so easy to deal with, especially when he is still in the home field of the evil gods.

"I am Morgan Freeman, the Wings of Decay, what do you call me?" In the middle of the city, where there was not a single living thing, a black dragon flew up and landed in front of Muria, a calamity dragon skilled in necromancy.

"Demon Warlock, Diablo. Muria looked at the black dragon in front of him with a strong dead aura, and casually took the name of a very famous boss in his previous life as his fake name.

"Diablo?" Morgan, who could already be called a corpse dragon, tilted his head and thought for a while, searched his memory, and found that he had no impression of the name, "I haven't heard of this name. ”

"I haven't heard the name of the Corrupt Wings either. Muria replied in a light tone.

"Quack, you haven't even heard my name, so you're still really lonely. "The voice of this calamity dragon is like a stone scraping against glass, unpleasant and harsh.

"Diablo doesn't even know his name, you're ignorant. "Muria has no sign of weakness towards this corpse dragon.

"Well, then, a powerful warlock from afar, would you be interested in visiting my Decayed Castle?" Morgan, the Wings of Decay, who had not tried anything, extended an invitation to Muria.

"I've got a lot of treasures, and if you have something to look up to, as long as you have the corpses or souls of powerful creatures, we can trade them. ”

"Collection?" Muria thought for a moment, then slowly nodded in agreement, he planned to take a look first, if this Calamity Dragon was fat, then he would have to fight evil.

Although he entered the Evil God Paradise mainly in a low-key manner, he still had to make a move when it was time to make a move.