"Damn, what's going on!" Char tried his best to pull the blood-colored stone, but he almost fainted in pain, and the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, making Char's hands and feet tremble, and his fingertips became more and more cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What frightened Char even more was that the white energy used to heal was almost absorbed by this blood-colored stone, which meant that Char might really die.

"He's meowing, the crazy lich has made Lao Tzu lie down, and I don't believe I can get a stone. Feeling his life force passing little by little, Char's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

The spatial ring on his hand flashed, and a knife appeared in his hand, and he was about to cut the stone off his forehead. And just when Char was ruthless and cut the knife to his forehead.

The strange red stone suddenly brightened, and took the initiative to leave Char's forehead, only to see that the light of the red stone was getting stronger and stronger, and the dazzling red light had already enveloped the cave.

Faintly, Char seemed to see a vague blood-red figure appear.

"Master, is it you, master? You are still alive, and the old slave has finally seen you again. The lich, who had been struggling on the ground, suddenly trembled after feeling the red light, and crawled towards the blood-red figure with difficulty.

At this time, he had just gained his body, almost half of which was melted by the light, and even his soul was suffering from unimaginable tearing pain. But at this time, his excitement can be felt, like a hungry dying person in the desert seeing a water source, like a traveler who has been lost for countless years and suddenly finds his way home.

It is a joy that comes from the soul, and even if the soul dies in the next moment, it will be accepted with peace.

"Fred. The blood-red blurred figure made a sound, the voice was very ethereal, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women, but it kept echoing in Char's soul.

"The old slave is here, the old slave is here, Fred, at the master's command. The mad lich shuddered, and crept up to the blood-colored figure.

"Fred, that's enough. The blood-colored figure looked down at the mad lich and shook his head.

"No!" the mad lich shouted frantically, even though the light holy water that was scorching his soul at this time, the lack of a blood-colored figure made him even more painful and unacceptable.

"If it weren't for those vile and shameless gods plotting against you, you wouldn't have lost. Master, let's do it all over again, this time you will be able to destroy the gods and destroy the twelve pillars of heaven. The old slave knew that he was just a useless waste, but even if he ・・・・・could only help his master a little bit, even if his soul fell into the River Styx forever and completely dissipated. ”

"It's over!" the blood-colored figure said with a sigh again, not sad in his voice, but with a hint of relief.

"Master, you can't be like this, the great undead natural disaster, the demon king who made the world and the gods tremble, how can it end like this, the old slave is unwilling. The mad lich fell to the ground and wept as if he had lost his strength.

The blood-colored figure didn't speak, but turned to look at Char, his figure was blurry, and Char couldn't see his face clearly. But Char knew he was looking at himself, no, more accurately, he was only looking at something in Char's body.

"I'm sorry, I ・・・・・ failed. The blood-colored figure suddenly said to Char, his voice mixed with complex emotions of unknown meaning.

[That's it.] Another woman's voice sounded in Char's head, cold, and didn't seem to carry a trace of emotion. And Char is also familiar with this voice, because it is simply the sound of the system in his body.

The blood-colored figure nodded, as if he had known that the system would say this, and then he looked at Char again, although he didn't move, Char did feel that this time the figure looked at him.

"He's special, more special than any of us, and maybe he'll go further than us. ”

Char looked at this mysterious blood-colored figure, his brain was a little blinded, and his brain naturally knew that the figure in front of him should be the residual consciousness of the five generations of demon kings.

"What's the situation, is he praising me? I'm a guy who can fight to the death with the gods, shouldn't I be proud to be praised by him?"

However, Char was soon poured cold water on the system. [Maybe it's the most useless, the fastest to die.] 】

"Haha, maybe, but that's not what I need to care about anymore. The blood-colored figure smiled, and the figure began to blur again, as if it was about to disappear.

"Master, don't go, don't leave the old slave alone. The mad lich, who had been lying on the ground crying, was screaming again.

"Fred, you want to stay and help me with a mission, can you do it?" the blood-colored figure suddenly lowered his head and said to the mad lich.

"The old slave obeys his master's orders!"

"Then live, follow the heir of my will, and use your eyes to help me witness the future I desire. The blood-colored figure said with his hand waving in the mad lich's face.

Some golden-red points of light were scattered on the mad lich's body, causing the mad lich's already broken body to begin to heal rapidly, and even the cloudy and crazy eyes became clear, and his broken soul was repaired by the five generations of demon kings.

The next moment, the blood-colored figure had shattered into countless golden-red points of light, and one of the blood lights was at this time, inevitably burrowing into Char's body.

After making sure that he was okay several times, Char breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, the mad lich had already walked over and knelt in front of Char.

"A new generation of Demon King, old slave Fred, at your command. ”

The standard aristocratic etiquette, the respectful and gentle voice, if it weren't for the corpse-like body, would only make people think that this was an old butler who had served the master for many years.

And Char didn't have time to answer, but the voice of the system sounded in his head.

[Congratulations to the host, with the approval of the five generations of demon kings, the mission of the undead hunt ended early, and the task completion rate was two hundred.] The system evolved into the Demon King Cultivation System. 】

"Wait, what's going on with the Demon King cultivation system. Although what happened just now did have some impact on Char, Char was not an ordinary person and reacted quickly.

"According to what I just said, isn't the Demon King me?

[The answer is very simple, because I raised you to be a demon king.] The system's voice sounded again, and it was no longer a cold, cold mechanical voice, but with a playful tone.

"Raise me? What the hell is this cultivation game, no, that's not the point. Char's eyes widened suddenly.

"It turns out that in addition to issuing the task accident, you can also speak!"