The pattern that appeared on that flag was a minimalist skull emblem.

There are no sleek edges, every trace is a straight line to a straight line, sharp and angular, with the body of chaos as a firewood, the pure fire burns brightly, and the pale silver flame stands out on the black night owl feathers.

The Demon Hunter controls the power of the [Pure Fire], but the purifying power of the flame slowly decreases the output, slowly matching the self-healing speed of Sister Slaanesh.

Ever since he ate [Brother Drag's Golden Apple], Xu Yichen has been holding back his urge to burn Sister Slaanesh.

There are two ways to upgrade the [Less Complete Pendant] piece of equipment, one is to continue to collect the beacons thrown by the Grey Knight Caldo Delego from the Void until it becomes a [Complete Pendant], or something else.

The other way is to collect the blood of the followers of the Four Evil Gods of the Void, and the Demon Hunter has already received the rewards of three of them, namely 'Nurgle's Blessing', 'Praise of Fear', and 'Tzeentch's Gaze', except for Slaanesh's reward.

Burn the remains of Sister Slaanesh with pure fire, and this reward may be enough.

But Xu Yichen didn't plan to do this, because he didn't know what the consequences would be, after all, what the four evil gods did couldn't be understood by mortals at all, this was originally what his teacher Aragorn said when he introduced the four evil gods.

But at that time he thought it was part of the game's background, but now it's completely different, and the Demon Hunter wouldn't dare to bet on it, even if the equipment itself comes from the Grey Knight himself.

This is the instinct of a warrior, Xu Yichen only believes in his own strength, not in the promises of others.

Under the deliberate control of the demon hunters, the Pure Fire, like the most faithful servant, became gentle, slowly burning the flesh of Sister Slaanesh.

The subtle 'pop' sound of protein zoom is endless, and although there is no smell of burning, many people still subconsciously wrinkle their noses.

"Yes, I like your art style." The female warrior hugged her shoulders and looked at the skull banner carefully: "Although I think the silver white is a bit of a sissy, this flame makes up for the lack of momentum!" ”

Can there be no momentum! Xu Yichen made this flag into a dynamic map, and compared with the flags of other war groups, he didn't know where it was high.

"Good, in this flame, I have experienced an ominous, but endless, Zen, I don't know what the mystery is?" The warrior monk Tang Sanzang approached the banner and examined the pattern of the skull: "Using a human skull as a symbol, is it a reflection of the spirit of facing death, very good, very good......"

Feng Wuyi, who couldn't stand it, pulled his master's clothes, dragged the warrior monk to the back, and carefully explained to Tang Sanzang the reason why this flame could continue to burn.

Master Sanzang's face became more and more ugly, and although he knew that Chaos represented the most filthy side of this world, this cruel behavior still made him a little unacceptable.

Such a ruthless and desperate style reminded Tang Sanzang of those fledgling young people in the land of Shenzhou.

They seem to have come out of nowhere, they have a sincere heart for the whole world, they really believe that all men are created equal, that everyone should have the same resources, and that they are only graded because of their acquired efforts.

But how do they know that this world has its own set of laws to maintain the operation of order?

Then the reality used a set of dragon slaps and ten slaps Tang Sanzang turned around three times in place, looking for teeth all over the ground, a hundred years of inheritance, a thousand years of ancient temples, and ten thousand years of rules, but failed to stop those people.

With a momentum of not believing in evil, those people rolled up a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes, countless martial arts heroes, Jianghu Erlang landed their heads overnight, and the famous factions that controlled the famous mountains and rivers were forcibly cleared.

A military suppression order made the entire Song Empire unrecognizable, and those people also had this style, waving flying fish flags, arresting people all over the mountains, as long as they were guilty, they would immediately correct the law on the spot.

If he catches it under a tree, he hangs himself on it; and when he caught it by the river, he drowned in the water; caught in the city, beheaded in the vegetable market; Caught in the sect, all over the house.

It was under that circumstance that Tang Sanzang drifted out of the Song Empire and went to sea, far away from the homeland that had become extremely dangerous, even though Master Sanzang was a kind-hearted warrior monk.

But his temple has a large area of fertile land that is not subject to taxes, and thousands of long-term workers who are responsible for taking care of the farmland.

The change came so quickly that they didn't have time to adapt, or they didn't even think about getting their people to adapt to the new order, they wanted to destroy the old forces completely.

At this time, Master Sanzang felt as if he couldn't avoid these people no matter where he fled, could this be the general trend? For a while, the warrior monk's mind was full of thoughts.

And at this point, on the edge of the Black Forest, a group of greenskinned orcs seemed to have just woken up from their sleep, carrying their own weapons and gathering under the command of an orc taller than the others.

On the back of the tall orc, a blood-red mark was covered on it, and it seemed that someone had directly burned it with a metal soldering iron.

If the Demon Hunter had been here, he would have noticed that this mark was the same as the one on the Champion of Sadism's shield, and at this time, the green-skinned man had red eyes, and carried an axe with a serrated blade in his hand, and two fangs that grew from the bottom to the top, nearly half a meter long.

"You guys, from now on! Follow me! The tall greenskins gasped, patrolling the embarrassed greenskins around them, and shouted loudly, "I am!" Fanged Growler! Your new boss! aaaagh！ ”

"Our, Boss, Iron Overlord!" A green-skinned man who had just woken up from sleep staggered up from the ground, with bulging muscles, looking quite burly and powerful: "Iron Overlord!" Invincible! Most aaagh! ”

Many greenskins around roared a few times after it, and then one of the greenskins scratched his head and said with some confusion: "Iron Overlord, don't have a head, weak?" ”

Unfortunately, the greenskin's head was smashed directly into the chest by the Fanged Growler's axe, and he couldn't ask any more questions.

Fangs Growler smashed an axe to death a loud greenskin, and it didn't bother to tell which one was shouting the Iron Overlord's invincibility slogan, and it roared in a louder voice, "I! Fanged Growler! Top dog! Than the Iron Overlord aaagh! Or! Die! ”

The greenskin, who had just woken up, shook his head and wiped the blood of his companion from his face, and felt that the new boss looked aaagh too, so he took the lead and shouted, "aaaaaagh! Fangs are the new boss! ”