Chapter 2: The Source of Chaos

In the devil's world, bewitching devils are very rare.

For other devils, this kind of devil is almost equivalent to a magic weapon that can grow infinitely if you carry it around, and it is also a reliable source of food, and it is so precious that even many devil lords cannot obtain it.

The red-lipped beauty was overjoyed, and with her consciousness, this bewitching devil appeared on the tip of her slender index finger.

A faint wisp of black smoke, fragile like a baby, the eyes under the thrush are undisguised, almost finished with two crescents, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

I'm really lucky today!

Although, this bewitching devil's life box is not in his own hands, and it does not really belong to him.

Beautiful eyes flowed, and felt that his extra heart demons, although it was only a 19 insignificant blessing, but for the ancient devil who had survived for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, this was just a newborn devil baby, but unlike other devils, the quality of the bewitching devil was not based on the attribute blessing, but on its ability to bewitch people's hearts!

As long as you have enough bewitching ability and can open the door of time and space in the Demon Realm, growth will naturally not be a problem!

Even with the blessing of insignificant attributes, the Bewitching Devil can judge the situation by himself, continue to bewitch the host, and gradually change the trend of the world, until he takes the initiative to open the space-time rift that communicates with the Devil's world, and then the Demon Legion will dispatch legions of different strengths according to the level of the rift, and do their best to collect souls before the rift heals.

Of course, the stronger the energy and soul of the ancient bewitching demons, the easier it is to achieve this.

So, what about the qualities of this bewitching devil?

"What is she!"

Among the many devils in the main hall, a scaly monster with billowing black smoke "rumbled" out.

This devil is about three meters tall, obviously much taller than the red-lipped beauty, with only a nose and mouth on his head, and between the words, rows of sharp fangs are bared from his mouth, and billowing black smoke comes out.

On his chest, a purple one-eyed blinked, carrying a dark red warhammer on his shoulder, staring directly at the small figure in front of him.

"I'm going to have a good competition with you today, who is the first demon under the lord!"

It turns out that this bewitching devil is called painted skin?

Xia Yu, who was hovering in the depths of the enchanting devil's heart, looked at everything around him with cold eyes.

For such a challenge, the lord monster on the throne shrouded in rolling demonic qi "haha" laughed and said: "If there is anything else to challenge, stand up together!"

Under the throne of the lord, many devils on both sides of the hall have different forms, all of which are extremely hideous and ugly forms, emitting billowing black smoke, and the painted skin is a real stranger in it, occupying the position of the first demon general for many years, no one has shaken it, and today under the temptation of the bewitching devil, someone finally stood up.

Wherever the devil goes, chaos will inevitably occur, and this is just the beginning!

Asked by the Devil Lord, although many of the devils present did not have the attribute perception ability of the bewitching devil to look directly at the origin of the soul, they were also able to faintly perceive the level between each other through external battles, and those who felt that they were not qualified enough would definitely not take the risk of trying to challenge.

If the difference is too great, the result of failing the challenge is likely to be that there is no chance to escape, and the soul will be devoured by the other party.

Such a seemingly weak beauty can be accepted by many hateful devils, standing side by side, Xia Yu also wants to see the true form of the devil he possesses in the future, so he bewitched in his heart: "Master, it is challenging your authority, I don't want to leave you." ”

Possessed by Xia Yu, Xia Yu became the host's demon.

At this time, when Xia Yu has no manifest form, only the host can hear the words of the inner demon, just like the expansion and extension of the inner desire-hope greed, Xia Yu has followed the demonic instinct of bewitching the devil and began to bewitch the host.

"You are mine, no one can take it from me, you belong to me alone!"

Painted skin didn't say this, what Xia Yu heard was the cry of greed and hope in her heart.

"Boom Boom Boom Guy ......"

Xia Yu let out the devil's instinctive laughter, and anyone who is possessed by the devil will inevitably be in the whirlpool of chaos and strife forever, and will never stop.

As long as everything has self-consciousness, there must be desires and desires, and the devil will choose those beings with the strongest desires and desires to bewitch and stay, and infinitely magnify their inner desires and desires, and finally replace normal consciousness with inner demons and become devils wandering in the world!

"Demon Eye, if you want to challenge me with your current strength, I'm afraid it's not qualified enough, hum. ”

Painted skin sneered, with her eerie laughter, the original peerless beauty's face gradually became hideous, her eyes and facial features seemed to be slightly distorted, and her bare + naked feet stepped on the floor of the magic hall paved with a skull, making a "crunch" and "crunch" sound, and slowly walked past many devils.

"Hey, hey, hey, for the sake of this bewitching devil, I'm going to try it, the last time I invaded my ability to complete the second evolution by chance, the battle between you and me, the outcome is still unknown!"

Full of tyrannical greedy laughter, this devil, known as the Demon Eye, also walked out of the hall step by step.

"Painted skin or magic eye, who is better?"

"Since the evil bones plundered souls in that world and were sealed, the painted skin has occupied the position of the first demon general for three thousand seven hundred years, maybe it will be changed today. ”

"Who of you knows what abilities the MONOCULUS has evolved for the second time?"

More than 100 demon generals in the main hall emitted billowing black smoke, followed by the painted skin and demon eyes surging out, the horned monster on the throne licked his lips, and Sen Sen said: "Now there are two bewitching devils in the territory, and it has been a long time since they have tasted fresh souls, suck it." ”

The scarlet tongue licked around on the throne, and the viscous saliva flowed, "squeak", "squeak", a narrow demon cave appeared behind the throne, and the horned monster took the skull flower pot that carried Xia Yu's life box and slowly walked into the demon cave.

Outside the Demon Temple.

The fierce peaks that have been washed by the magic rain all year round are like black giant swords, plunged into the sky, and the blades stand on the wall.

The intensely corrosive black rain had stopped, and the nine rounds of dark red red sun had baked the endless land of the Demon Realm like a furnace, except for those devils who emitted strong black smoke around their bodies who could walk freely, weak devils flocked to the land of shadows, howling at each other, fighting for territory, but they did not dare to fight each other because of the majesty of the devil lord.

Roar!

A licker devil who hadn't eaten his soul for a long time, his red eyes had lost all reason, and he was devouring the black soft devil next to him, even if he was subjected to the incomparably strong poisonous erosion of the other party, he didn't care about it.

Some of the souls devoured by the devils are used to evolve themselves, but most of them are flocked to resist the energy consumption of the long time in the demon world.

After seeing this scene, the demon general, as a territorial enforcer, casually smashed the licking ogre with a "boom".

As for the black soft devil who was bitten and injured and kept wailing, the demon general didn't even look at it, and if it was unlucky, it wouldn't be able to escape the day when it was overwhelmed by hunger.

In the world of the devil, only the strong can live!

The dark river flows, and the picture of the survival of the strong is also constantly being staged inside, and occasionally one or two lucky devils will try their best to come to the lord's hall after finding the magic crystal, in exchange for souls, otherwise they can only wait for the war between the lords or the day when the gate of the demon world is opened, or flee to those areas where there are no lords, or wait for the lords to fight, and keep fighting, and the strong is king.

At that time, the hungry devils will be desperate to kill all living beings, show their hideousness, and plunder souls!

Bang bang

In the wide pitch-black river, a demon crocodile of more than ten meters slowly surfaced, and on the black smoke-filled scale armor, a pair of narrow eyes slowly opened, looking at the painted skin and magic eyes that came to the shore to look at each other violently.

A three-meter-long bone-winged bat landed on the scale armor of the demon crocodile that was emerging from the water, and hissed and laughed.

"The competition for the position of the first demon general, if the painting skin gets this devil, the position will be more consolidated, hiss. ”