The femme fatale is dead.

The cancer hidden in humanity has finally been pulled out.

Seeing the snake scorpion demon's body in a different place, the demonic wings behind Chen Feng gradually dispersed, the scarlet pupils also changed to their original appearance, the tattoo on his chest gradually disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he became a human form.

Followed by.

An unprecedented sense of weakness struck, this weakness was not physical, but mental and internal, it can be said that the femme fatale was the strongest enemy Chen Feng had faced since his rebirth, and there was no one.

In the battle just now, Chen Feng was undoubtedly a crazy gambler, and when he was about to go bankrupt, he had already gambled everything.

Fortunately, Lady Luck favored him and finally defeated the femme fatale and killed him.

The strength of the femme fatale is not only manifested in strength, conspiracy theories are also a shining point, if it weren't for his repeated pressing, the entire bridge would be controlled by the other party.

Devil leader?

Just thinking about it makes your scalp tingle.

At this time, Chen Feng finally understood why Qiaodong in his previous life had so many disasters, and human beings were just a rabbit, a duck, or a chicken in the eyes of the femme fatale.

When they don't eat it, they keep it in captivity and breed slowly, and when it is time to celebrate the festival, they wield a butcher's knife, cut the blood to cook, and have a good meal.

Cold lips and teeth?

It's ridiculous.

The femme fatale wished that a monster would be able to break through the city, and when the time came, it would accumulate countless souls and blood and achieve gold in this slaughter ritual!

Inadvertently, I seem to have become a hero!

Chen Feng touched his nose, it is undeniable that he did all this for himself, but by accident, he indirectly saved the city.

Without conspirators watching, Qiaodong is now a real human shelter.

"Jie Ji ......"

However, just as Chen Feng was thinking, a strange laugh sounded in front of him, and a transparent figure slowly emerged on the snake and scorpion demon, like a puff of green smoke, which could be dispersed at any time, but after a while, it began to condense and gradually turned into the appearance of the snake and scorpion demon.

Soul!

Devils like to devour souls, and they use them to gain power.

Just like just now, the femme fatale even mastered the soul captivity, which imprisoned the soul in its own body, that is, when it plundered a certain amount, it devoured it and achieved supreme power.

But with his beheading, those souls also scattered and flew away, and the savings of his life were not saved in the end.

Perhaps because of resentment, the femme fatale was unwilling to die like this, but became a resentful spirit-like existence, and only a life form that is extremely sensitive to the soul has a chance to transform into a resentful spirit.

Wraiths are created by a particularly slow and painful way of dying. Their wounds are always so conspicuous and terrifying that they keep reliving the pain of dying. Wraiths can cause enemies to feel the same mental pain as they do.

Becoming a wraith does not mean the end, but a new beginning.

And in Hell, the final evolution of a resentful spirit is the Styx Cowardly Demon.

The Styx Memetrian is a memory stealer and a caretaker of the mind. Most of them nest on the banks of the River Styx. (That's where the soul is born)

From the waist up, Styx still resembles a high-level devil. They have strong bodies and thick arms. Their faces, with a large mouth with dense teeth and two thick horns protruding from the sides of their foreheads, are equally striking. Their palms have hook-like claws, and behind them are a pair of large bat-like winged wings.

But from the waist down, the devils looked more like giant slugs, their lower bodies dragging them effortlessly across the ground, leaving a trail of sticky, smooth slime wherever they went.

It's a terrible monster.

Styx's Remembrance doesn't like spell-like abilities to fight. It will get close to the opponent as quickly as possible, and then, with melee combat, will bombard the opponent. Stealing the Meenchin in Bartow's Styx will always attempt to pull its opponent towards the Styx, and then use its throwing ability to throw the victim into the Styx. Or, it will attack opponents with its filthy tail and try to cling to their opponents to suck their blood and memories.

Although the probability of awakening the Styx Whispering Demon is not high, it also depends on the talent of the resentful spirit, just like the one in front of him, its predecessor was the femme fatale, a powerhouse who almost became a golden level, whether it is talent or experience, it is more powerful than the average resentful spirit, which indicates that it has more opportunities than its peers.

What's even more terrifying is that the resentful spirit seems to retain some memories of his life, and it stares at Chen Feng, full of hatred: "You killed me......"

"A lowly human who actually killed the mighty Mammun, obviously I have succeeded for most of it, and it only takes a little time for the city to be destroyed......"

"Mammon lost everything, not even his body could get back ......"

"However, I won't give up because of this, human, you provoked an existence that shouldn't be provoked, I will remember your appearance and aura, and when I am strong enough, I will punish you for everything I did to me today!"

"Death is upon you, and your death is already doomed......"

"And I, I will become stronger in death, Mammon will not lose so easily, you will enjoy a good time as a winner, but in the near future, I will deprive you of everything!"

The femme fatale muttered like a nervous disorder, in fact, it was no longer a femme fatale, and these memories were nothing more than a strong hatred generated by unwillingness.

It's just that those psychotic mutters are not nonsense, Chen Feng felt a coldness, as if he was bareback, in the cold wind, and even goosebumps slowly floated on his body.

Curse!

Obviously, the femme fatale has set a curse spell for himself, which adds the ability to detect, and the other party will find him wherever he goes.

Wraith grinned.

As if sensing Chen Feng's doubts, the resentful spirit showed a maniacal smile and roared, "I'll kill you......"

"Humble humans don't deserve life!"

"Mammon, it's your nightmare!"

"I will take everything that has been lost, I will become a hunter in the night, a lowly human, and feel the horror of death!"

"Strange taste ......"

Just as the wraith was becoming more and more frenzied, a curious voice suddenly came from behind him.

The wraith's roar stopped abruptly, and it turned, it was a body only about a meter tall, covered in some tattered fabric, vaguely recognizable as a cloak, she had short hair, and a pair of eyes that exuded wisdom, but below the neck, there was something intriguing.

Silt and corpses.

It's like a grave, and it's a dead panic.

Bad Devil.

It turned into a short appearance, and at some point stood behind the femme fatale, the bad demon stared at the resentful spirit with a pair of big eyes, and in curiosity, his lips couldn't help but lick.

"Food that has not been eaten, soft ......"

The inferior demon took a tentative step forward, and then, in the body like a tomb, a pair of transparent arms suddenly stretched out, hooked the body of the resentful spirit, and with a fierce pull, a piece of soul was torn off.

Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment.

As for the dark elves, they were even more sluggish, and their lips couldn't help but open slightly, looking at the strange scene in front of them.

Bad Demon ......

It has the ability to devour souls?!

The gods are a combination of all the strange things in the world, and they have powers that the world cannot detect, and it is clear that the inferior demon is one of them.

Devoured countless times, the body of the inferior demon has long been mutated, and the body is not only filled with the arms of the dead, but also the souls of the dead who cannot leave.

These souls are restricted in their freedom and imprisoned by the demons, and the endless darkness fills these souls with resentment, and they kill to vent the pain of their imprisonment.

The femme fatale stood there, and it was hard to describe what it looked like now, obviously a resentful spirit, but it showed some fear, horror, hesitation, and puzzled eyes.

As a client, it seems to feel that all this happened too suddenly.

"Hmm......"

With a swallowing sound, the bad devil thought for a moment, like a professional gourmet, and finally gave the answer: "It's delicious!" ”

"Whew!"

It's just that the resentful spirit, which was extremely fierce a second ago, became irritable after hearing this sentence, and it floated towards the distance like a gust of wind.

Run away!

It's an instinctive move in extreme danger.

However, in front of the inferior demon, all this is in vain, with dragon wings, its instantaneous explosive power is even more terrifying than a storm.

"Smack!"

There was a violent concussion sound, and in the next second, the bad demon flew around the resentful spirit, and then, the transparent arm that appeared before appeared from the body again, grabbed the body of the resentful spirit at once, and dragged it into the grave where the dead were buried when the other party was defenseless.

The demon's body began to vibrate, like a chaotic air flow through its body, trying to find a breakthrough point and escape from it.

But all this was to no avail, the inferior demon's body had no loopholes, no matter how the other party struggled, he could not get out, slowly, these vibrations became smaller and smaller, until, after a miserable scream, finally stopped.

What does this portend?

Everyone probably already understands.

The femme fatale, who had finally become a resentful spirit, was suppressed again, and now it was even more miserable than just now, and it was really devoured, and there was no trace of his existence in this world.

This scene was seen by a group of little devils, who were originally like beasts, waiting for the two sides to kill each other and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Can ...... now

When the Bad Demon completely killed the Femme Fatale in this posture, the little devils exclaimed, and then they ran to the Bad Demon and began to worship as if they were worshipping the gods.

Not......

Chen Feng stood aside, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little messy.

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