"What's that? Big Bird?" someone couldn't help but speak.

The most powerful knight squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I heard that there is also a demon dragon, it should be... Ready to fight .."

Everyone was commanded and put on guard again.

The shadow was getting clearer and clearer, and it was finally clear.

Huge fleshy wings, which seem to be dragons, are a little smaller... Body, limbs .. It is clearly the outline of a person.

The shadow descended at a particularly fast pace, and its destination was heading towards this place.

Sedan, who fell to the ground, seemed to feel something, and his mouth came out with indistinct syllables, and he was a little emotional.

"Shut up.." One of the knights standing next to Serdan flung the chains of white light on his hand like a whip, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Noyce!

Just as the knight was about to put the shackles on Sedan, the exclamation of his companion rang in his ears, and he was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up sharply, he saw a dark shadow that magnified in an instant.

"Bang.." A huge wave of air kicked up dust in all directions, and the ground seemed to tremble twice.

The smoke cleared, and a tall and majestic monster appeared in front of everyone. He was half as tall as the knights, his dark red skin smelled of sulfur, and his wide bat wings fluttered gently, fanning the hot air as if he were facing a furnace.

As for the Legendary knight in his original position, he was trampled alive, and everyone's face was more or less stained with splattered flesh and blood.

"Lord.." A weak Serdan spat out vague words, Carlo reached out and grabbed him, and threw him into the sky, a black dragon flew out of nowhere and grabbed Sedan.

"Finally met.." Carlo's gaze slowly swept over the knights and priests of the Holy See Army, and his voice was unusually hoarse and dry, like that of a man who hadn't drunk water for a long time, "I thought you would have to live for a while. It's not particularly dull... Huh.."

Carlo chuckled softly, and the heat rolled in as the air drier and hotter.

"His Majesty the Pope should be talking about him... He is the source of the demons." The tall knight stared at Carlo with a look of jealousy, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together..."

The knight drew his long sword, a dazzling light flickering on it, and he slowly added, "Death hand. . . You don't have to live.."

Everyone was ordered to gather around Carlo step by step, intending to besiege him, and the three cardinals began to chant and prepare for a new magic.

Carlo stood still, seemingly indifferent, except for a louder and louder wheezing sound, like a bellows pulled.

The papal knights were also like facing a great enemy, clutching the weapons in their hands tightly, and the tall knight snorted coldly: "Up!"

Countless swords and arrows flew towards Carlo, interspersed with a dazzling white light and various shining magic spells.

Carlo jerked his head up, revealing a hideous smile and spat lightly, "Acehasa.."

Strange and awkward syllables, no one can understand, because this is the language of the devil.

"Flames, trampling. ”

Waves of fire erupted from under Carlo's feet, instantly covering the entire area and converging into a tumbling sea of fire.

The sea of fire quickly began to twist and rise like a whirlpool, constantly pounding upward, as if a terrifying flame giant was raging wildly.

The air was scorched by the high temperature and distorted and illusory, the ground was dry and cracked, and the sea of fire covered all the papal knights, human captives, and demon warriors who were struggling to survive...

When the fire cleared, the strong smell of burning filled the air, and Carlo stood in the center of the fire, the traces of dust on the ground taking on a fan shape that diverged on all sides.

There was no living person except Carlo, and three charred skeletons stood on the ground, showing the action of rushing forward, only to be burned to death by the raging flames in an instant.

There were no corpses to be seen around Carlo, only the ashes on the ground, and countless black corpse pieces that were tangled and twisted together could be seen on the edge of the sea of fire.

All dead...

Carlo laughed silently, then spread his wings and flew onto the dragon's back.

The demon's body is gone, and Carlo returns to his human form.

His skin has become slightly darker than before, and his hair color has turned dark gold, like flowing lava.

He stood barefoot on the back of the demon dragon, and the dragon scales below made a sneering sound, and the demon dragon hissed lowly, trembling slightly, and flapped its wings harder and flew into the distance.

Serdan's situation was better, the dark creatures were already resilient, and Carlo casually exchanged a fruit of sin and threw it at him.

"Eat it, and you'll be better.."

He sat back on the obsidian throne, his mighty momentum crushing the air, violent and blazing.

Not long ago, Carlo spent five million evil points in exchange for the "Broken Terraria Bloodline".

"A portion of the bloodline inheritance from the Flame Demon Lord, possessing the power of corroding, exploding, and sputtering fire. ”

The Inferno Flame has not yet evolved, but its color is darker, and Carlo can only improve his strength in other ways.

He ran into a little trouble.

...

The adventurers talked about the discolored Doomsday Mountains, the once beautiful and lush elven territory is now completely covered by desolation, and the territory of the demons is full of thousands of miles.

In the very center of the Doomsday Mountains, where there is never sunlight, thick clouds change into all kinds of strange and hideous shapes, dark red lightning intertwines, volcanic eruptions, a towering mountain stands on the edge of the volcano, in the shape of a pyramid, and at the top is the majestic black palace, which is the residence of the Dark Lord.

Countless demons and terrans walked on the giant mountain with stones on their backs, and they continued to build and strengthen this throne.

Next to the throne was the Black Tree, a few points larger than the original Tree of Life, and on its twisted and strange branches, three dark golden clusters of light hung high in the middle, like three huge eyes.

Looking down from the sky, you can see countless demon human races working and busy, showing a different sense of prosperity.

By the time the dragon had fallen on the black mountain, Serdan had almost recovered.

He fell to one knee and bowed his head guiltily in front of Carlo.

Carlo waved casually and stepped into his palace.

He was greeted by more than a dozen scantily clad and feminine women, each with sharp fangs and scarlet eyes, who were Carlo's "demon brides" to use to vent their desires.

Carlo casually pinched a few handfuls of the woman's body, and walked into the innermost room, where the smell of blood was so strong that it was choking, and it had a heavy feeling, as if it had been poured over countless hours.

In the very center of the room, a woman was lying there. Her belly was high and faintly glowing with blood, and she could clearly feel that an incomparably powerful and evil life was being nurtured, ready to burst out at any time.

The woman's limbs were as thin as withered branches, as if they had been degenerated, and her complexion was extremely ruddy, but her eyes were full of cruelty and cruelty, like that of a wild beast without reason.

The woman's mouth was full of fangs, and a demon bride sat beside her, constantly shoving pieces of bloody flesh into her mouth.

The woman ate greedily, as if she would never have enough to eat, and the evil life in her belly fluctuated with pleasure.

Carlo stepped forward, looked at the woman with "pity" and said, "Dear Vivien."

Then he quickly looked down, gently stroked the woman's belly, and said softly, "My child, are you welcoming me home."