Of course, I don't think I'm a bad person. I'm only going to choose those who deserve to be killed, to be damned.

So, every night, I would wander around the various streets.

One day, the target appeared. It was on a dark park road when I heard cries for help coming from inside the woods.

It turned out to be a hooligan raping a weak woman, and this beast-like person deserves to die.

I took out a dagger, covered the rascal's mouth from behind, and stabbed the rascal several times in the stomach.

The hooligan fell weakly, and I dragged out the soul of the hooligan, hid his merit and fame, and left.

Don't thank me!

The soul of the living is indeed very nutritious, compared to those lonely souls and wild ghosts who wander all the year round, there is only a little soul power that is shriveled and shriveled. The souls of the living are still very tender and thick, and when absorbed, one is stronger than ten lonely souls and wild ghosts.

I'm addicted to devouring the souls of the living.

So with experience, I chose a remote place where no one was there and often led people to commit crimes.

However, this method is not very efficient, and even if someone is committing a crime, it may not be able to be caught by me.

So in order to seduce those criminals to show up, I also dressed myself up as a weak teenager.

Sure enough, the fish took the bait. Wave after wave of ill-intentioned boys came to blackmail me, and some nymphomaniacs even wanted to insult me. They didn't understand until they died that I was not to be messed with.

In front of powerful soul cultivators, mortals, even if they use firearms, are no opponents. Those who dared to resist died miserably. Either I was electrocuted or scorched by me.

It's a magician body that I've saved up for a long time to buy, and it can convert soul power into flames, lightning and other energy attacks, which is no joke.

Over time, there was a soul cultivator who was dressed as a thin teenager, and there were more and more rumors of hunting criminals.

This has led to the surrounding social atmosphere getting better and better, and many people who want to commit crimes have to weigh their own strength.

Criminals are becoming more and more cowardly, and it is becoming more and more difficult to meet people on the street who dare to commit crimes, so it is becoming more and more difficult for me to have the opportunity to devour souls.

That's not going to work, I'm going to have to take the initiative.

So I seemed to become a detective, and through many clues, I successfully found a group of criminal gangs that abducted and sold women. They defrauded and abducted young women from various planets, and then sold them to our planet at a high price, forcing women to sell their bodies.

It's a beast!

So one night, I took the old nest of the criminal gang and devoured all their souls.

In the days that followed, more and more criminal gangs such as human trafficking, fraud, and drug trafficking were uprooted by me. The criminals are loud and loud, and the grass and trees are all soldiers. In the vicinity of my sphere of activity, the social climate is getting better and better, and the legends about the bad guy terminators are growing. Even there are various reports on the news praising the deeds of the bad guy terminators.

I felt like an unsung hero, and I wanted the world to know that I was the one who brought them to justice.

However, I was naïve.

One day, I revealed to my parents that the Bad Guy Terminator was actually me.

In addition, what I didn't expect was that my strength had improved abnormally, and my parents had long been suspicious. After some research, my mother learned that I practiced the evil Soul Eater. Not only did he not praise me for my merits, but he also reprimanded me with my father.

In the end, my parents threw all my things out of the house and kicked me out, saying that there was no son like me, and they would dissociate themselves from me and cut off the relationship between father and son.

In a fit of rage, my parents and I started to do it, although I had only been cultivating for five years, while they had been cultivating for twenty or thirty years, they were not my opponents when they joined forces.

I defeated all of my parents' bodies and finally devoured them with Soul Eater.

I killed my own parents, but I didn't feel bad because he did it himself. They spent a huge fortune to get the old soul cultivator to teach me the soul devouring technique.

Although they didn't know it was an evil soul eater at the time, the real reason for them was not that they wanted to save face, and they didn't want to have a waste son who would damage their face.

And I did, and I not only became the strongest student in school, but also a hero who put an end to the bad guys.

But just because I practiced Soul Eater, they denied all the efforts and wanted to kick me out of the house and cut off the relationship.

Is face the most important thing? Even one's own son is no match for one's own son!

Since you want to save face, your son will give you face and let your son become a devil that no one knows and no one knows.

So, I began to kill everyone I met, whether it was a man or a woman, an old man or a child, killing and devouring their souls.

The police came, and they weren't enough for me to stuff my teeth.

The army is coming, and it's a bit tough, but in the end it's not my opponent.

Finally, the Soul Cultivator Enforcement Team arrived. They are strong, and there are a lot of them. I couldn't beat them, so I had to flee.

Although I am wanted by the whole world, I can flee wherever I want, kill wherever I want, and as long as there are living beings devoured by me, I can restore my peak strength again and again.

In more than five years of hiding, I have become more and more courageous and stronger.

Until one day, I broke through the Demon Soul Realm, and the law enforcement teams that chased me were finally no match for me, and I was eliminated one by one.

However, although I defeated everyone on the law enforcement team, I was also hit hard!

I needed souls to replenish my soul power, and so, I began to slaughter the city. A month later, the city called Srud, with a population of millions, all died and fled, and the city became a living hell without people.

I finally became a devil that everyone knows, I was only twenty years old at the time, and if my parents knew, they would have known it.

Later, the whole planet was shrouded in my shadow, many rich people emigrated to other planets, and only the poor who had no money stayed in the planet, and the planet's economy plummeted.

I made such a big move, and finally let the Soul Sect target me, and in order to arrest me, the Soul Sect sent a demon soul law enforcement team led by a strong immortal soul.

I thought I couldn't beat them, so I started an interstellar escape.

Several times I almost got caught by the Demon Soul Enforcement Team, but I was cunning enough to escape from them. Although I escaped from them, I was seriously injured several times.

Every time I was seriously injured, it was a moment of human tragedy on other planets, because I needed to devour countless souls to replenish my soul power.

Everywhere I went, there was hell on earth, and I wrote the chapters of death everywhere.

In this way, in the pursuit and escape with the Demon Soul Law Enforcement Team, intermittently, ten years have passed. Finally, they seemed impatient and stopped chasing me, and I was finally relieved.

What I didn't expect was that the cunning soul sect wanted to capture the past, and that time, I was the closest to death, and I was surrounded.

Luckily, I stumbled upon a teleportation orb during my interstellar escape, but I don't know where I'm going to teleport to.

With no way out, I had to take the risk of using the teleporter.

Perhaps, the place where the teleporter teleports is more dangerous, but I have no choice but to gamble or die.

I can't imagine what kind of torture I will be subjected to after being caught by the Soul Sect, and it is estimated that the soul refining will be light.

But my life is very hard, and the place of teleportation is not dangerous, it is a cave. I don't know who dug the cave in the mountain, but I guess it was the man who was lying on a chair and turned into a skeleton, who dug it before his death.

There are a lot of weird props in the cave, rune paper, small swords, needles and so on.

It was only later that I realized what those things were, which turned out to be charms, flying swords, and flying needles.

I found a book of exercises in the cave called Imperial Sword Technique. It's a fun spell that allows you to manipulate items with your mind at will.

Is that really manipulating out of thin air, but in fact, as a soul cultivator, after using the sword technique, I can clearly see that the soul is divided into tentacles, and these tentacles manipulate the movement of items. Because ordinary people can't see the soul tentacles with their naked eyes, they feel that objects are moving out of thin air.

The man who pioneered this sword art is a genius!

Memories are starting to blur...... A large memory gap in the middle.

By the time my memory was clear, I had already returned to the Soul Cultivation Realm and created a catastrophe with my own hands.

On a populous planet, I settle a grudge with the Demon Soul Enforcement Team of the Soul Cult. This time, though, I became a hunter, and they were all my prey.

They ran and fled, and hid, just like I had in the first place.

In the end, many people do not hesitate to lose their qualifications for reincarnation when they have no way to escape, and want to die with me and detonate their souls.

Yes, I was hurt, but so what?

Soul Eater**!

This is a new Soul Eater spell that perfectly combines several spells, including Swordsmanship and Soul Eater. Whether it is the lethality or the efficiency of the Soul Eater, it will throw the ordinary Soul Eater far away a few streets.

It's a unique skill that I've never passed on!

Countless tentacles poured out of my body, and one creature after another, wrapped around my tentacles, turned into dried corpses in the middle of a breath, and life and soul became my nourishment.

As long as there are living beings to devour me, I am an immortal being.

I stood on the highest peak of the planet, looking up to the sky and roaring, the setting sun stained the entire sky red, and countless cities behind me turned into a sea of fire.

The turbulent memories finally stopped.

For a long time, the witch dragon was not able to recover from the shock of the soul memory.

This is the true story of Capbio! This is the legend of Capbio step by step into the abyss and into darkness.

After a long time, Wu Long spoke: "Why do you want to share so many of your memories with me, if you want to teach me Soul Eater**, you only need a little memory." ”

"You're wrong!" Kabio sipped his tea, and continued, "This memory treasure is more precious than Soul Eater**. ”

"The thing is, I don't like killing. ”

"You're still too young after all! The world is not as kind as you think. Under the law of the jungle, the winner is king, and the loser is the villain. You can't imagine the end of failure!" Kabio sighed.

"If you're going to give me memory wealth, why do you have to hide it, that blank memory, what happened there?"

"I had a pact with the strong people there, and I can't reveal what happened there. ”

"When I asked in vain. ”

After saying that, both of them seemed to be in deep thought.

After a long time, Wu Long stretched out his palm, only to see a teacup floating into Wu Long's palm out of thin air.

Only soul cultivators could see that in the palm of the witch dragon's hand, there was a black mist-like tentacle wrapped around the teacup.