The darkness successfully shrouded the town, and no light could appear through the black clouds, and he walked straight down from the trees, like a staircase with steps, and stepped on the air to reverberate like water waves, tearing off the mask and turning a face into darkness.

"Create a fourth faction 'Nightmare' for me." Discarding the mask in his hand, he stood in the sky and whispered a phrase as a chime appeared in the ears of all players.

[System Prompt: The only fourth faction 'Nightmare' appears in the dungeon 'Bloodline Notes']

The prompt sound given by the system is the same, but the words of this line of prompt are scarlet and scribbled, but in the face of this, no one will suspect that this is not a system prompt, although the appearance has changed a little, but it is not the kind that has not been seen at all.

[Hades, my control over the system has reached the limit, and the rest is up to you. 】

"No problem." Looking at the blood-red list of people in front of him, the Hades Lord raised his hand and waved away.

The town has been ravaged by the undead, and countless skeletons who are not afraid of death will kill their targets with their lives, and these lost creatures will become a new addition to the army of the undead, and in the center of this army, surrounded by a young man with a skeletal staff, with a mark on his hand.

The indifference in his gaze replaced the depth he should have, and with each swing of the entire staff, the imprint on his hand deepened, and his life vanished a little in the eyes of the Underworld.

The second seal of the blood clan note in his hand requires ten thousand souls to be sacrificed, and it is too troublesome to kill them one by one, and it is the most effective way to directly recruit the younger brother to help.

The Lord of the Underworld can see that the sun is shining on the black clouds like this, but he can't see through, and the people of these towns want to rush outside one by one but none of them can touch the light outside the darkness, he has no enmity with the people of these towns, but it has nothing to do with it.

After getting Lesser's memory, he knew where his former territory was systematically buried in this world, and gave him the very reasonable title of 'Demon'.

In the midst of the kill, all players can choose to join, and nothing is worth more than the player's earnings and a number of deaths, these people are NPCs in their eyes.

The constantly beating values on the list represented the number of people in the camp, and the whole person who landed on the roof of the town melted into the darkness, manipulating a black-robed man to float out of the inn.

He held a wriggling, dark green slime in his hand, and his eyes were hidden in the deep darkness revealing only the color of scarlet, yes, this was a clone made of Vicious Fangs.

"Lord Hades." Seeing the appearance of the black-robed man, all the undead skeletons moved out of position, and the young man standing in the middle knelt down on one knee and lowered his head to the ground, and said very respectfully.

"You are the first mortal to follow me, I give you the name of the seventy-two demon gods, the second in order, called the second pillar." Touching his chin with a hand that didn't exist, it seemed that he had thought about it for a long time before he came up with such a random name.

Of course, it was impossible for the young man to show anything, and the mark on his body left him with dark lines, and a pair of white bone wings spread out from behind and half of the face turned into white bones.

Looking at the second form of the two pillars under his subordinates, he seemed to be very satisfied, of course, as a part of the black-robed people who separated the emotions from joy and sorrow, they were really too casual, but the mark had already transformed the other party's thinking before there would be no resistance or action.

The Lord of the Underworld just glanced at it and left this place, he had more important things to do, and that was to see the Heavenly Divine Kingdom created by the Shepherd Sect, of course, just to wander around.

The blood-colored ring in his palm glowed red, and the unbearable stinging pain made him stop all movements, leaning against the shadowy corner of the wall, clutching his wrist and baring his teeth.

"Elffindor, are you in such a hurry to find death?" Whispering softly, the ring of the underworld holding his wrist was also embedded in the flesh of his palm, this sentence was said to Effindor, but more about this ring.

Because this ring is the medium for Erfindo to gain power, and of course it is also the medium for Erfondo to control his host, originally Lin Feng was very weak as his host, so he naturally did not need the ring to deliberately control it, but after the chain was broken, the underworld rushed out.

In the laws of the system, the soul is the key to the strength of the body, and the reason why players can become players is because the soul is stronger than others, so naturally the attributes in the game will be stronger.

Lin Feng's soul was occupied by the Hades Lord, and he didn't get much stronger, but this was all because the strength was sealed by the Blood Clan's notes, and there might be a little wrong in Erfendor's calculations, but it didn't affect it.

But if the Hades wants to lift the seal on the Blood Clan's Note and make himself stronger, then he can't, and Elffindor won't watch the host he cultivated turn into someone else's wedding dress, not to mention that this other person was once his defeated general, one of the seven deadly sins of greed.

"Although I also want to get out of the system, but now is not the time to get out of it, greed? Hades? You're just a double-edged sword in my hands, and you are. ”

Embedded in the palm of his hand, only a single red mark was left, and a single answer came from the ear of the Underworld, this contempt deeply angered the Underworld, but there was nothing to be done about it.

"Go and collect all the things I need before you play your world destruction game, if the system is really so easy to defeat, then will I still be like this?"

This red seal was imprinted on the palm of his hand like a talisman, naturally it would not plunder the life of the Hades Lord, but if he did not complete the task within the specified time, then the chains in Lin Feng's mind would tell him what the answer given by Erffindor was.

Effindor didn't completely reject the idea of the Immortal Master, but he didn't think that he would have even a slight chance of success, not to mention that the time and place were all on the edge of the system.

This is the place where the system is controlled, and the Hades have left behind to control some of the rights but still can't change the status quo, and no one in the same place will really remember the Hades as their former emperor, but the name of the demon is still fresh in their memory.

Clenched his fist, punched him in the air, exhaled and left the place.

The tingling in the palm of his hand still reminded the Immortal Lord of where his first goal was, and as for the Shepherd Cultists, they had to stand aside.