"Whoa~~~~~~"

The dark words entered the body, and the blood burned by the blood rage was extinguished, and the cruel cold that was far beyond imagination, and the darkness that was so deep and evil that it could not be increased flowed in the body and mind.

The bloody rampage was forcibly ended, and Mo Huang rarely regained a trace of clarity, but before he could understand what was going on, he was made miserable by the evil magic power brought by the dark words entering his body.

The source of this evil dark word is the essence imprint that was born when the evil qi of human civilization against heaven and earth, nature and human beings over thousands of years converged together to give birth to hell, and every word represents all the sins of the world, the most heinous sins of all spirits and all things, and is the true embodiment of the force of darkness and evil.

And the dark word brought by this mysterious person who claims to be a heavenly demon is the first primary-level dark word to be born and played in that heterogeneous hell, and the dark and evil forces contained in it are extraordinary, and there is also a certain hellish essence force, which is incomparably subtle, if you have to describe it, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an innate treasure level.

To manipulate the fusion of this level of evil power embodiment and human body, even if he uses the power of the mysterious person, he can only protect the ink desolation from death, and he can't care about the rest so much.

Therefore, Mo Huang is very sad at this moment, the dark holy words of all the sins in the world are frantically played in his mind, the sins committed by all sentient beings throughout the ages in that heterotopic plane are circulating one by one, and the desperate wails of tens of billions and billions of creatures are stirring in his heart, gathering bit by bit, forming a sea of sin in the sea of consciousness that is comparable to the long river of time and fate.

Every drop of seawater is a collection of black mud formed by countless sins, the evil and terrifying are incomparable, and every wave surges up, it is countless hideous and terrifying fierce resentful spirits, the continuous waves hit, and the soul of the ink wilderness is involved in it, and countless miserable and terrifying souls surrender in it, stretching out their bone claws or rotten palms, grabbing the soul of the ink waste, desperately biting, and constantly spitting out terrifying curses in their mouths.

"Die, grieve, resent, hate, pain, bitterness, hate, hate, and then ...... with us Sink, sink

Countless cries of curse and resentment lingered in the ears of Mo Huang's soul, gathering the sins of all living beings in that alien plane throughout the ages, in this sea of sin black mud formed by evil and darkness, terror and curse, Mo Huang's body was shrouded in a layer of bright light, which was the power of the mysterious man to bless him, but it was also useless, because when the soul eye saw this vast and boundless sea of sin black mud for the first time, Mo Huang had already fainted, and his consciousness was constantly pulled by the sea of sin black mud towards the deeper abyss.

"It's really a powerless soul, the sin qi formed by a mere plane of beings will bombard you into the street, just from this point of view, you are not qualified to become a first-level existence of the Hell Demon God, oh no, even the Demon King level is not up to standard, tsk, but who let you have this natural destined opportunity, just let me, a first-class and competent grandfather, help you clean up your hands, if there is such a level of stuff in reality, now I can only turn around and run, but this is the sea of consciousness, as long as the heart can tolerate, how strong is the power, what is the sea of sin。 ”

In the next moment, a momentum strong enough to suppress this sea of sin black mud head-on came, countless black lights came, shining like the sun shining on the world, a majestic figure descended step by step, I don't know how many thousands of zhang high, blue-faced fangs, three heads and six arms, the lower body like a Western dragon, nine tails, the whole body is wrapped around the primordial dark demon flame that is enough to burn the laws of all things, 10,000 pairs of energy wings of different shapes fan behind it, and the brilliant magic power is incomparable to sweep the world, just the existence of this concept, it is strong enough to support this world。

This ancient and modern demon god stretched out a huge palm, red and white and light flashed, and finally turned into an unpredictable chaos catastrophe, pressed it with a single palm, and at this moment, the shock wave that destroyed all things swept the heavens and the earth, and the entire sea of sin was sunk by three thousand zhang, and then ...... There is no then.

"The slap of the strong is the best medicine to cure the weak and swearing, the sin curse of the whole plane? Lao Tzu can't even defeat the Heavenly Dao of the plane, and he still cares about your humble sin, is there any objection?"

The ancient demon god who suppressed all resistance with one palm stood on the sea of sin and asked, the sea of sin flowed quietly, the waves were as flat as a mirror, and the previous hustle and bustle formed a diametrically inverse proportion, the ancient demon god sneered, and with a huge palm, he fished out the soul of consciousness that had fainted in the ink barren, put it in the palm of his hand, looked down in all directions, and said:

"Since there is no complaint, then surrender, and he will carry you on his back, carrying all sin and iniquity, and spreading the glory of darkness, evil, death, and destruction in this plane until the time of ultimate transcendence. ”

After that, the troll threw the soul of consciousness of the ink wilderness into the sea of sin black mud, and the waves of countless black mud converged at this moment, surging and solidifying, turning into a huge black throne, and the soul of the consciousness of the ink wilderness fell on this throne, and in the next moment, countless black mud surged, with the ink wilderness as the center, an endless dark demon palace rose, white bones as a wall, black mud as bricks, and the demon palace always reverberated with evil, darkness, and terrifying murmurs.

The evil magic is surging, converging, and elevating, and outside the demon palace, countless words of darkness are swirling, and the words of the Dark Word are constantly playing, singing the anthem of destruction that praises sin and iniquity, darkness and evil.

"Well, as a professional grandfather, you still have to help people to the end, before you finally awaken and become the god of hell and the lord of all demons, I will help you control hell and guide you in the direction of progress. ”

After the troll muttered, it shook itself and turned into a pitch-black sun, emitting infinite light and heat, forming an indescribable resonance with the Hell Demon Palace and the Sea of Sin.

Mo Huang was still sleeping unconsciously on the black throne, countless black mud flowed and surging on the throne, pouring into Mo Huang's body little by little, transforming and alienating his soul, and improving his integration with this sea of sin and black mud little by little.

A moment later, in the center of the dark sun, a young man dressed in a black robe, who looked exactly the same as Mo Huang, but with a more majestic and evil demeanor, walked out calmly, overlooking the heaven and earth, and said very leisurely: "Although hell has not yet opened, you must also get some benefits for you, otherwise you will not be able to show the means of this seat, hmm...... Fortunately, I killed a little monster when I came just now, otherwise it would be really difficult to use the means, in my name, it was born...... The first monster in hell, I give you a name...... Wake up, the wolves of hell who call death. ”

After the black-robed young man shouted, the sea of black mud rolled fiercely in the sky, countless waves swept the heavens and the earth, like a tenth-level tsunami, countless black mud water gathered together, and finally, a creation formed purely from black mud rose from the sea of sin and stepped step by step into the demon palace of the ink wilderness.

With every step, the black mud fell, and the real shape of the creation was the black werewolf who had just fought fiercely with the ink wilderness, but now its body was even larger, more than five meters tall, with a strange black light on its hair, its eyes were red like blood, and it was full of fanatical death.

Walking to the throne of the Ink Wilderness, the werewolf of death bowed down deeply, and then, time froze, the sea of sin fell into peace, and the dark demon palace also fell into absolute silence.

"The lovely little wheel of fate has once again been carried by me into the ditch, and let me see carefully where your final fate will lead. ”

The black-robed young man sat cross-legged on the dark sun, and his long sigh resounded in the sky.

When Mo Huang opened his eyes, he only felt comfortable, but after getting up and looking at the strange appearance of the withered grass and trees around him for tens of meters and the erosion of the earth, Mo Huang's heart immediately lifted, and at the same time he was keenly aware that the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees would be the original green.

At this time, those who dare to stay on the ground are all comic comparisons with IQ less than 9, Mo Huang instinctively has a spirit, and quickly grabbed some soil on the ground and smeared it on his body, and then decisively climbed the tree to pretend to be a corpse, and after lying down, Mo Huang was in the mood to sort out his memory.

"Hey, I clearly remember that at the end of my memory, I was ******** by that freak werewolf who can only use taekwondo, why did I open my eyes again and feel as if I had slept for a long time, what about that werewolf?" I was puzzled in my heart, and looked up at the time of the sun clock in the sky, at 17:25, only about half an hour had passed from the time in my memory, what happened during this period, where did the werewolf go, it couldn't be that I was disgusted that my meat was not delicious and ran away, I thought strangely in my heart, but it didn't help to solve the truth of the facts.

Lying on the tree, Mo Huang keenly noticed that his body seemed to have some subtle changes, and when he opened the attribute bar, he was stunned.

[Real name: Mo Huang???

Ethnicity: Asian Male (18 years old)\/?????

Racial Talents: 1. Dexterity: Agility Spirit +1 (The innate talent of the Yan and Huang races gives you superior intelligence and dexterity)

2. Unforgivable Sins: Darkness, Evil, Death, Destruction, Corrupt Faction Affinity +50%, Light, Justice, Goodness, Neutral Faction Innate Affinity -200%, System Gaze Rate +??? (Your blood is full of evil, your soul is full of darkness, the gas you breathe is full of sin, your existence is inherently to interpret what is so bad that it deserves to be destroyed humanely, even the system has cast a surprised and curious gaze at you)

Personal Talents: (3rd Order) Death Wolf's Roar (Perfect Awakening): The unyielding obsession and fanatical battle intent that bloomed in death, after being strengthened by unknown mutations and bonuses, gained the power to resist death and dominate death.

Attributes: (Active) Death Obsession: After the health falls below 50%, you can choose to turn it on or not, frequent death will inevitably be opened, all attributes will increase by 100% after opening, attack power, defense, movement speed, attack speed increase by 50%, talent will be turned on at the moment of life recovery 30%, and then 5% per second, a total of ten minutes, can be used every twenty-four hours, can be used within the cooldown time 1000\/5000\/ 10,000 points at the cost of forcibly opening, after three points forcibly opened, you can open it again at the cost of death, this attribute is automatically refreshed with talent cooldown.

(Passive) Death Ingestion: Whenever you kill a creature with your own hand, you will restore 2% of the life of the slain creature and 2% of the energy of the slain mob.

(Finisher) Death Advent: After paying 1000 HP, you can summon the Arrival of the Death Wolf, which can be combined or alone, lasting 10 minutes, consuming 100 HP per second, and can be used once every 24 hours.

Strength: 15 (10)

Constitution: 15 (10)

Dexterity: 16+1(10)

Spirit: 16+1 (10)】

Mo Huang's eyes were about to pop out, this character attribute column that was completely different from half an hour ago, there were really too many things that Mo Huang couldn't figure out.

After his real name, he said hello several times, and the race was even more question marks and garbled codes, so what's the matter with the new racial talent of the pit father? Mo Huang doesn't think that he usually doesn't even want to step on an ant to kill a kind of good-natured person who is worthy of the system's kind of explanation, especially the system gaze rate, which is an attribute that feels full of slots just from the name.

Let's not talk about the small increase in attributes.,Anyway, the first 6 deaths have happened inexplicably.,But the third-order talent that is so cool that it almost scares your dog's eyes is called Niu Fork.,Although I don't understand what level the perfect awakening is.,But just look at that attribute.,Tut......

Every attribute is full of naked violence, from active to passive are fierce to burst, once the talent active skill is opened, it will turn into a fierce meat tank that can't be killed within ten minutes, and passive is a magic skill that can continue to fight, and there is also a summoning skill against the sky, what?

Nonsense, starting at the cost of 1000 HP, consuming 100 points of life per second, and using all the moves will cost 361,000 points of health, isn't such a big move worthy of that pay?

This is still Mo Huang who didn't see the second-order talent like an epiphany blooming, otherwise he would only be even more surprised.

Even though he felt extremely inexplicable and confused about everything, it did not prevent Mo Huang from continuing his path to the Divine Domain, looking at the surroundings, the appearance of everything withering and the plants and trees decaying was really terrifying, and the land within a radius of tens of meters had become a pure place of death intertwined with darkness and gray and white.

But in one corner of the place of the dead, there was a foreign object that stood out unusually conspicuously, it was a key that glowed with bronze light, suspended an inch on the ground, emitting a glittering light.

Mo Huang swept left and right, and there seemed to be no trace of the beast, and quickly ran down to pick up the key.

After starting it, I found that the key to the palm length seems to be cast in bronze, but it is not, not like metal, but also not like plastic.

In an online game, what does a key remind players of?

There are so many possibilities that treasure chests, traps, the beginning of a great mission, or a mystical adventure that all three, are unsure what this key is for.

In the end, it was a certain law in the Divine Domain that gave the ink wilderness guidance, and after more than ten seconds of staring, a small transparent frame appeared above the key...... [The Key of the Grotesque Mongolian Wolf].

Seeing this name, Mo Huang finally determined that the werewolf who could only taekwondo had died for some unknown reason, completed the vocation of an online game monster, and contributed his own treasury to the player after his death.

Otherwise, could this werewolf be halfway through a fight with him, suddenly turn around and leave, and drop his key here by the way!?

After learning the information, the method of use inexplicably appeared in Mo Huang's heart, his finger flicked lightly on the key, and a halo of white stars appeared on the key, flying around, and then the whole key began to turn into nothingness, turning into a bronze-colored light hole above Mo Huang's hand.

Mo Huang reached in curiously, feeling as if he had grabbed something, and then his hand was popped out, Mo Huang looked at it, and saw a handful in his hand...... Pitch-black wolf hair.

Mo Huang was silent for a moment, and after a deep gaze, a small transparent frame appeared as promised.

[Name: Black fur of the wolf.]

Category: Treasure

Level: Tier 0

Additional Effects: [Canine Charisma] +2 for any canine and -4 for any feline when equipped

Equipment Requirements: Canine

System Description: This is a certain part of the hair of a strong black wolf, relying on it, this black wolf is invincible among females of the same race, if you want to open a harem in canines, then you need this treasure. 】

Mo Huang took a deep breath, then slammed the black hair in his hand to the ground, and shouted angrily:

"Open your sister's canine harem, TMD's is still canine creature limited equipment, I want this thing to have a hairy use.。 ”

After taking a few deep breaths, Mo Huang finally calmed down, picked up the pile of hair, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, it was the first piece of equipment he had hit, even if it was useless to keep as a souvenir.