The crimson magma suddenly began to tumble violently, and the next moment, two sharp and narrow horns emerged from it, and then a strong body like steel poured, with a hideous and wild curve.

Carlo flicked his wings slightly, and hot lava splattered on the rock wall with a snorting sound.

He walked to the crater step by step, and the heat rose from his body billowing white gas, carrying the smell of sulfur.

Carlo was languid, with an aristocratic grace in his gestures, as if behind him was not a lava that could turn people to ashes, but a royal bath studded with gold and precious stones.

With each step of Carlo's steps, the demon's body shrank by a point, and by the time he had completely stepped out of the volcano, his whole person had turned into a tall and handsome human youth.

Carlo flew into the dark heart of the tree.

If the lava volcano is his swimming pool, then the transformed Dark Sacred Tree is his dormitory.

At the top of the giant tree, the room that used to be full of golden petals has now become an extremely spacious and gorgeous room.

Rich carpets, intricately carved furnishings, and large velvet beds are no different from any king's bedchamber except for the gloomy and dark walls.

"Ahh

Vivien slammed her hand at Carlo in shame and tilted her face to the side.

Carlo, who wasn't wearing anything, laughed and strode onto the bed, grabbing Vivien's delicate arm before her screams grossed into her body.

"Did you sleep well last night? Did the screams outside affect your dreams?"

Carlo leaned into Vivien's ear, biting her earlobe as she spoke, her eyes lit with distorted pleasure and banter.

Vivien screamed, tore and slapped Carlo as if she had gone berserk, but it was clear that he could not disobey Carlo's will in any way.

Tears rolled down her fair cheeks, and Vivien closed her eyes, biting her lip to herself in shame.

Carlo gave full expression to his desires on Vivien, and the nature of the devil was such that he couldn't live without it, and he didn't want to refrain from it.

For Vivien, this isn't the first time either.

At this time, a deep voice came from outside the door: "My lord." ”

Carlo had a wicked smile on his face, "Come in." ”

The former elven prince, now the king of the dark elves, Serdan walked into the room with a blank face and a respectful expression.

Carlo laughed and straightened up, and the petite Vivien clung to his waist and tossed violently.

Being watched by his own brother, or in this situation, Vivien was ashamed and indignant, and Sedan's eyes were full of indifference, without the slightest fluctuation.

When Carlo had vented all his desires, he tore Vivien off and threw her on the big bed, then grabbed a black robe to cover his perfect body and strode out of the room.

"More than 1,200 humans have been caught from nearby towns and have been brought. Serdan reported respectfully to Carlo.

Carlo let out a long yawn, a little lazy and unable to lift his energy, looking like a gentlemanly aristocrat who had been hollowed out by wine.

"Let's get started. Carlo replied casually.

Carlo stood at the very top of the Sacred Tree of Darkness, and beneath his feet was the tumbling source of darkness. Relying on it, Carlo obtained more than 10,000 demonized dwarven slaves, who were generally less than one meter three in height, not only the best craftsmen, but also each of them was a strong and qualified warrior.

Carlo divided them into two groups, one to build the Throne of Doom for him, and the other to go hunting with the elves.

The object of hunting, of course, is humans.

Ragged and terrified humans were brought up and stood beside the source of darkness.

Most of them were men, women and children were killed and eaten, and the men were the strongest and suitable for experiments, as Karlot had commanded.

"What are you going to do? let us go."

"You monsters, demons, the gods will inflict sin on you."

"I don't want to die! Don't kill me!"

The crowd below was noisy, praying, cursing, threatening, begging for mercy, crying... There were all kinds of sounds, but the demonized dwarves and elven warriors were unmoved.

They are loyal only to Carlo's orders, and have only bloodlust and killing in their hearts.

One by one, humans screamed as they pushed through the source of darkness, and the tumbling and expanding black light source was like a giant mouth of a devouring black hole, swallowing flesh and blood, not even willing to spit out the residue.

Carlo watched quietly, frowning slowly.

The dwarven warriors had advanced more than a dozen humans into the source of darkness, but none of them had come out again. The success rate of this demonization is too low, you know, whether it is an elf or a dwarf, basically only one or two out of ten unlucky eggs will turn into flesh and blood flowers with a "bang".

But the Terrans, the conversion rate is pitifully low.

All of the human captives thought that Carlo was going to kill them in this way, and one by one they cried out in despair, and some broke down to the point of trying to escape, only to be dragged back with their legs broken.

"No, no.. I don't want to.." A pale-faced middle-aged man desperately shrank back, but was kicked down by a dwarven warrior.

This is the twenty-third.

Carlo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the expected explosion did not happen, but a bloody figure fell.

It worked.

It's the first time I've seen the demonized human Carlo.

The ordinary middle-aged man has changed his appearance greatly, not only has his body become much thinner, but the skin on his body is also as if he has been stripped off, a bloody piece, and the musculoskeletal is clearly visible, which is extremely infiltrating.

As soon as the demonized human landed, he pounced into the crowd like a wild beast, grabbed one of them, and bit it down fiercely.

When he lifted his face from the blur of flesh, Carlo saw that his mouth had grown countless fangs and wriggling whiskers, like a living meat grinder.

"Find a dwarven warrior and fight him. Carlo was interested, and casually commanded.

Serdan issued Carlo's orders, and a demonized dwarf stepped forward.

The darkness made the already strong dwarf even more powerful, and his well-developed muscles even burst through his skin, and he opened his mouth and roared low at the demonized human, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and his appearance was extremely hideous.

Beings transformed by the Source of Darkness will have a slight decrease in wisdom due to an excessive amount of negative will, favoring bloodthirsty beasts.

The same is true for the two underneath, but the demonized humans are obviously more cunning.