"Alas......" The pure high-level Blood Moon Demon Clan temperament that he felt from Mastma made the old man of the Libi tribe feel quite a lot of pressure when he talked to her, although on the surface it seemed that Mastma's tone was very sincere, but the invisible influence had already made him take the qiē in her words as an order.

"It takes a long time to get used to the atmosphere, it's too close to humans after all...... It is also ...... to appease our frightened people," the old man said with a sigh, clenching his crutches tightly.

"We don't have to worry about the Terrans in the future. Mastma didn't know how many words she had heard from the old stubborn mouth, "Too close to humans", and her impatience was mainly due to this reason, "What about the Legionnaire?...... Francis, you get Lowe down!" she said to the telephonic scroll in hand.

Her order was quickly carried out, and the poor legion leader was still in a coma when he was thrown down from a height of more than twenty meters by his own disciple, and Mastma ignored the consternation of the kindred, vibrating her wings and soaring into the air, grabbing Lovian with one hand, and then using a very powerful dark healing spell on him.

When Lovian stood in front of the old man, his spirit had just understood what had happened.

"It doesn't seem like there's anything to say," said Lovian, scratching his head, "how good the land is here, and are you already rigid in your cultivation techniques? They can only get closer and closer to humans!"

"I ...... Our Safety, Human ...... And - "If Mastma's Blood Moon Clan powerhouse aura had already made this old man tremble, then Luo Wei'an's supreme aura had completely made him lose half of his ability to think normally. This is the instinctive submission of the Blood Moon Clan to the Supreme Bloodline who has lost its core.

Lovian thought for a moment, the dark spirit moved slightly, and in an instant he broke all the magic circles that Mastroma used to torture him, and then drew his doomsday scepter, and used half of his dark essence to bombard backwards without any fancies. Suddenly, a piercing roar and a special fluctuation of the dark element were accompanied by a loud bang flashing from the dark green blade of the magic pattern that suddenly lit up and the Doomsday Scepter, and the darkness spread instantly. The surging dark elemental fluctuations caused absolute darkness in their vision for a moment. Suddenly, the demon people who were nervously observing their conversation suddenly let out a burst of screams, and when their vision was clear again, the blue-black tornado had just dissipated in the sky. But the horrific black trail that carved a scar in the canopy still left a shocking shadow on their retina.

Immediately, Luo Wei'an rubbed his arm and nodded to the clansmen who were in shock: "I feel that my strength should be able to protect you, and if you add those children behind me, then there will be no problem." Maffee. Be an example!"

Mastema still stared at him coldly for a few seconds. Then, to Luo Wei'an's incomprehension, Mastema immediately pushed him, and quite naturally took his arm and walked back, directly leaving the Blood Moon Clan elders there.

The former commander was very sure that his arm had been pinched and blued, and he was only one step away from being pinched off. It was only when they stepped out of the sight of the people who were still stunned that Luo Weian cautiously spoke:

"Don't be so angry, okay?"

Mastma let out a breath, then let go of his arm. Tapped him on the shoulder, but said nothing. "Are you making a show for them?" saw that his lieutenant did not speak for a long time. Lovien spoke again.

"What do you mean?" said Mastma, unsatisfied with his words, "isn't that what we are doing?

In the days that followed, Lovian spent almost all of his time helping his own people arrange for their new land. Stepping out of the deep forest of safety but freedom for the first time, they are as overwhelmed as children who have just learned to walk. With Lovian's clear sense of leadership, they quickly and naturally accepted his guidance, although the fear of the outside world could not be completely eliminated in a few days.

But at least from Luo Wei'an's point of view, when he stood on the top of the hill and looked down, there were dozens of dilapidated carriages and dirty tents next to his lonely small clinic a few days ago, even if the current human race has not given any demon cultivation opportunities in the past five hundred years, so that the demon race has never appeared more than the third level, but he still feels an inexplicable sense of security - this is also the pretone of the so-called racial belonging, right?

At night, Lovian lay on the hard wooden bed with his pillow in his hands, and now he slept in a much-better place than he had been five hundred years ago. Although his status at that time was not the same as his current status, the main reason for this happened was that he had now begun to learn to live in human society, and human beings have always been a race that likes to enjoy, although Luo Weian has only felt this from a very partial point at present, but this has also made him greatly satisfied for a long time.

In fact, by the very nature of Lovian, this feeling is mainly due to his half-human blood. The other half came from his father's demon supreme bloodline, which made him feel a sense of crisis that could not be hidden.

After all, he is a demon.,Although physically,,I'm not pure.,But since I was a child.,I've never received a little cultural edification and education from outside the demon race.。 In the dead of night, when no one else entered his heart, he suddenly found himself in such a dangerous world. This is not to say that he forgot his identity and environment during the day, but during those times, he focused all his energy on the things he needed to consider at the moment, that is, the current need to arrange the future planning of those demon children who had experienced the Heavenly Sculpture and how to arrange for those demons of the Libby tribe to fully accept his influence in the future. These are the actual problems right now. He was thinking about his own fundamental problems.

The safety of yourself and the people you protect is always paramount, at all times. Since he hopes that he can use the first group of demon tribes as part of his strength, he needs to be a protector immediately. And this is a great burden for myself. Especially when his own safety has been threatened by the dragons and humans who are completely unable to resist at the moment - as for Harmaniah, he can only say that he still has the strength to fight. For the dragon clan, although there is a holy place to ensure that the current dragon clan will not harm themselves, but these words are not from the mouth of the dragon clan, even so, the hatred between the demon clan and the dragon clan cannot be diluted in five hundred years. And he vaguely felt that the phantom from Mercedes's mouth said that "the world needs you to live for the time being" was the biggest threat to him and all the regiment commanders in the darkest place. In the last six and a half thousand years. Humans have always been the most powerful race, and to this day, their overall strength is not even known to be dozens of times that of the dragon race. Although perhaps because of the civil war of humanity weakened their power. However, in Lovian's impression, although the human race does not seem to be united, once an alien race threatens the human race as a whole, the human race will explode into a terrible cohesion and combat power overnight.

Putting yourself in crisis anytime and anywhere. This is the survival experience of the demons living in the bitter cold land of Edelstan for 6,000 years. A way of thinking that has been etched into the bloodline.

Recalling this qiē again, Lovian knew that tonight was another sleepless night. The waste of time made him feel deeply guilty, so he sat down on the bed without hesitation, intending to start refining his dark spirit. He was the Captain of the Blood Moon Legion who was born to fight, and while he did not reject such a peaceful life, he was not destined to indulge in peace and weakness if given a choice—which meant perdition.

He knew how different he was from his past self, even though he thought he had given it his all. However, it will still take a long time to regain its former strength. This time of growing up was an opportunity that his former enemies had that he couldn't give up.

In the darkness, Lovian's body was shrouded in a thick dark mist. Making his figure even more unrecognizable, even the elemental surge obscured his qiē aura and vitality. Only the faint purple light that flickered from it reminded others that there was a life in this dense darkness.

Midnight was the most sensitive time for the dark element, and he chose the moment when the element's vision was the clearest to scan the demon people who came here during the day today. In fact, this is meaningless, because human beings will not even return their wings to the demon race, how can they still be given the opportunity to cultivate and become strong? Even so, Luo Weian is still full of hope that there are still demons there who have not forgotten the past.

This may also be the reason why the hatred for him did not affect the clansmen, if he did not use the elemental vision to look around at this moment, he might have survived, but the hundreds of demons around him were absolutely impossible.

Lovian should have left the tent quickly at this point, and then moved his combat area away from here as quickly as possible. But he hesitated for the most precious time of the moment, and he gathered away the dark elements around him and walked to the bedside of the sleeping Mastma on the other side of the tent.

He was not sure whether he would be able to come back from this trip.

He only took off the dignity ring on his finger and placed it beside her.

With a flash of purple light, Lovian used the most powerful tracking technique he could currently use, and swept out of the tent as if he were teleporting. In an instant, he had already appeared a hundred meters away, and he didn't even give himself a chance to breathe, and then used all his dark essence again, turning himself into a purple light and continuing to sweep into the distance.

His enemies were much stronger than him, but perhaps because of the threat his enemies had been under, he couldn't burst out with all his strength, which may have given Lovian a momentary advantage in speed, but it was never possible for him to escape his tracking. He had accelerated towards the human village as much as possible, but when he used the tenth tracking technique, the vague and majestic special aura had already locked on him. The invisible force field completely obscured the location of the elements he used in his tracking technique, and even blocked his ability to move in any direction around him.

From the darkness around him, he could clearly feel the razor-sharp gaze scanning his former Legion Commander. Endless hatred and murderous intent poured out on him. It made him feel like he was in an ice cellar, but he didn't want to resist the gaze with any force, because he needed to ignite his battle spirit with pressure.

The enemy did not appear. Luo Wei'an closed his eyes, took off his white gloves, and used his sharp fingertips to cut deep blood along the magic lines on his cheeks. The purple flash mingled with the color of the blood, casting an invisible layer of blood over the surrounding space.

The enemy did not attack, which would be the stupidest thing he could do. He had given Lovien a chance to confront him head-on, and if his enemies could forcibly interrupt him at this moment, he would already be a corpse at this moment.

The last bloodstain. The blood marks that could be seen deep in the bones outlined a crescent moon in the center of his eyebrows.

The black and purple colors were suddenly released at the moment when the crescent moon took shape, and Luo Weian seemed to become a volcano that erupted with black-purple flames at this moment, and the monstrous power suddenly burst into flames. The enemy's concealment could no longer hide the eyes of the Blood Moon Venerable, whose strength had been forcibly raised to the extreme. Expressionlessly, he pulled out his Doomsday Scepter, and the Doomsday Scepter, which felt the true power of its former master, made a tremor before drinking blood. Lovian rushed out his dark essence burning with blood and fire, his left foot as the axis, and his waist was exerted. The Scepter of Doom raised a clump of green blades. Cut to that dark mass without any fancy.

A magenta figure appeared out of thin air in front of the extremely powerful Blood Moon Slash, he didn't hold any weapons, but just used his fist to block Luo Wei'an's Blood Moon Slash.

The Blood Moon Slash shattered at the same time, but the black and red that flew away didn't blow up the surrounding vegetation even a bit. Forcibly raised to the fourth level of power and the attack that was once combined with the understanding of the fifth level of power, the dark essence did not waste any power except for acting on the enemy.

A blood moon hovered behind Lovian's back, and bright purple patterns twisted and twisted like small snakes over Lovian's pale skin. He temporarily put down the Doomsday Scepter in his hand and looked coldly at the enemy in front of him.

He looked like no more than a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human boy. But no one thought he would be human. Not to mention that a human being, no matter how talented he is, cannot have such great strength at this age. And in his long magenta hair, nine golden horns poked out.

And his pupils as he looked at Lovian were as narrow as a blade.

"If I had known that there was today, I would have smashed you back then when you were still in the dragon egg. Lovian's cold voice rang out.

Although the strength of the Nine Spirit Dragon King is strong enough to reach the limit of the fourth level, he is only a dragon clan who has just reached adulthood, and his psychological age may not be much younger than Luo Wei'an.

Mister was clearly forcibly suppressing the monstrous hatred of the roots of the feud against his parents in front of him: "You will find that it is not wise to provoke your enemies, Captain Brady Miun. How long can you last with the Soul Death Technique?"

That's right, in order to be able to fight against the Nine Spirit Dragon King Mister, Lovian was only able to forcibly raise his strength by one level for a period of time only through the Guò Soul Death. However, his current strength is only level three, and he can only reach level four after using soul death. If Lovien uses Soul Death at level 4, he can temporarily reach level 5 and even kill Mistre with one hit.

Just like Orka used his soul death in front of Nanyang City, a blow urged by the fifth-level strength directly turned the Grihua Town Mage Group into nothingness.

Luo Weian is very clear about his state, even if he uses Soul Death, his strength is only a fourth-level intermediate level for a period of time, and there is still a gap between him and Mister. However, he believed that his combat experience could make up for this disadvantage, but only if he could defeat Mistt before he could withstand the Soul Death Retaliation, otherwise even if he could repel or even kill Mist, the subsequent Counterattack would cost him his life.

This was the second time he had used his soul, and the first time was in the Dark Mage's retreat, the last attack he had unleashed on that incomprehensible man for the sake of his family's blood feud.

Now, the situation has suddenly changed. What he is facing is also an avenger who wants to avenge his family, thus emptying his worries.

In the face of a desperate enemy, oneself can only do this.

Well, okay.

The long-lost surging battle intent surged out of Luo Wei'an's supreme bloodline, and the concept of the demon clan made it clear to him that since he was born, there was only the difference between victory and defeat, and there was never a difference between justice and evil. Is it wrong for Mister to avenge his parents?

The Scepter of Doom slowly lifted, and the dark elemental completely reduced the place to absolute darkness, and only the magenta dragon domain around Mister brought a ray of light.

Then he quietly whispered the slogans that every demon warrior would shout when facing the enemy, like the unison cry of millions of demons when they once rushed down the Edelstan Plateau, the oath of the four legions when they besieged the Holy Land, the roar in front of the Dark Mage's throne, and Orka's struggle against fate under Nanyang City.

"Cast me for glory, and the war spirit burns-" (To be continued......)