Dafoo beat his heart excitedly and shouted: "Use your heart!!! Just like a writer creating a character, you must use the most sincere emotional resonance in your heart to depict the most real and full-bodied character in the book." The same is true of the path of true demons!So~ what we need are those who have the strongest and deepest emotions in their hearts that cannot be separated from life! Not those numb people who are like ashes and let the rulers eat and drink, but do not know how to resist. We are great pioneers on the path of opposing the old and rotten order. ”

Feopoulos was greatly surprised, and asked with a face full of surprise: "Isn't it to abandon the nostalgia for the light of the world and the messy and filthy human ** hope?

Dafoo raised his head seriously and earnestly, with a pair of fierce eyes like an old jackal, and looked deeply at the Abhoth sacred emblem on the other party's clothes, and suddenly calmed down and explained in detail: "Not being nostalgic for the hypocritical beauty of the living world, but it does not mean severing all ties with this world." We don't need escapist misanthropy, or self-destructive mind-numbing and fragile people. In fact, the true path of the Supreme True Demon is not only to willingly leave everything in the human world, but also to leave a strong bond of reluctance to some things in the world of the living. “

"Only this pure dark mind, intertwined with abandonment and reluctance, is the seed that leads to the end of the miraculous eternal truth. Only with a pure spiritual mind like a child can we sincerely face the deepest dark side of our own and human hearts. Only when we condense the abyss, embrace its deep darkness, and become completely one with it, can such a person become the king of all demons, the demon of demons. And that's the hardest part!"

"The group that best meets our requirements is generally those who abandon ordinary human morality and ethics, are not bound by worldly rules, and are bent on pursuing the other side of the truth. So in our group, there are many people who study the undead and the realm of life creation that involve the taboos of the gods. Only those ignorant fools and fools would think that necromancers are evil, but they did not think that most of the disembowelment therapy was researched and contributed by these people, and even the Pure Church Pope, who claims to be the most morally pure and noble, has been undergoing this evil surgical treatment for a long time to prolong his life. ”

Of course, there are also executioners, butchers, clergy, degenerate scholars, financial entrepreneurs, bureaucrats and politicians, journalists, and our fellow travelers who have been in contact with the dark side of society and politics for a long time, or who have learned the truth in a sea of corpses and blood. That's why I say you have to experience it with your heart! This is not a pyramid scheme hypnotic technique that exploits the shortcomings of human desires, but a living art of the naked nature of human nature, a moving divine music that can sing the mystery and darkness of the soul. “

Feopoulos bowed his head and was silent for a while, then muttered to himself, "Abandonment and reluctance? Isn't that a pain that tears apart the heart and humanity?"

Suddenly.

Standing on the hill, Dafoo laughed hysterically, dancing and laughing: "Yes, yes, yes! This is the pain of tearing! But not the slightest weakness of despair, but the need to grasp the fleeting deep inspiration of that moment, and comprehend the true demon from the gaze of the abyss." Ahahahaha~~ This is the necessary condition for the achievement of the path of great truth! You are really a gifted and good boy, and you can understand it at all. Aha~~Hmm?The transformation of the homeless camp has begun!Let's take the children immediately~~~"

After speaking.

He immediately stretched out his arms like a beast and jumped lightly on the spot, dragging a black smoke comet seven or eight feet long, soaring into the sky at a speed of 15 feet per second, and quickly flew towards a black spot above a cloudy cloud.

The black dot responded with a loud and poignant response similar to that of an owl, and quickly revealed its true form—a brown Death Pterodactyl with a wingspan of at least 20 feet.

The muscular pterosaur dived directly, descending at least 600 feet in 30 seconds, and hooked up with her master Dafoo on her back, and the two flew in a zigzag trajectory, quickly revealing an ominous destination.

In the camp where thousands of rag tents stand, there is a faint smell of corpses in the air at this moment.

The closer we got to the eerie and silent camp, the smell of corpses in the air grew.

Until Dafoo saw the first terrifying tall ghoul transformed by the undead plague in the food, crouching near the door of a tent and tearing at his own blood food.

The hideous bulging bones and muscles, and the blurred flesh dripping from between the sharp teeth, look so terrifying!

Until one after another dead figures stood up silently.

Occasionally, one or two happened to be unwell last night and didn't eat too much contaminated food, or they were going to keep it for supper~~~

Generally.

It was when their weak bodies were awakened that they suddenly found that the "neighbors" around them had become inhuman beings.

These people let out the near-death screams of the pigs to be slaughtered, attracting the attention of the large crowd of walking corpses and ghouls around them, and the result is even more miserable than the "neighbors" who are still in a deep coma and gradually turning into undead-

They often end up being "weird" and dismembered.

With their sharp claws and extraordinary strength, the undead corpses constantly tore at every piece of flesh attached to the bones of their victims, as if pulling a huge piece of kraft candy, which was also coated with red and white sweet creamy sweet sauce.

Let the living people who have not been transformed and the screams gradually and completely disappear in a low voice.

Dafoo didn't feel sick to vomit at this horrific scene, but flew quickly into the air above the camp.

He had a raspy tone, spoke at an inaudible pace, faster than HipHop Eloquence, and chanted long and eerie mantras.

Then a very terrifying scene happened:

The ground crumbled and sank in the rumbling sound, and a skull and limbs like fluttering kelp bushes "grew" out of the ground, dancing back and forth to form a strange high platform; out of nowhere, a fountain of blood gushed out from the ground in the center of the altar, and soon overflowed with a huge blood-colored deep pool; the faint blood mist shrouded on it lingered like thousands of unjust souls, and the skulls inlaid on the altar made a strange bumping sound like a living thing, which was even better than "The Legend of Shushan" The Chiyou blood acupoint in it feels even more terrifying.

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