The Evil Eye, whose real name is unknown, may have forgotten even himself. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info was once just a third-rate demon, he experienced the biggest turning point in his life, that is, he survived the "Red Plague" by luck, and witnessed the devastating scene of the witch killing the Red World, this originally a little timid and cowardly man not only did not collapse, but went crazy and carried out the extreme cultivation of not treating himself as a human being.

Needless to say, it is only necessary to know that many years later, he claimed to be an evil eye, and gradually made a name for himself in the Broken Islands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he can stop the child's crying. Later, for some unknown reason, he willingly succumbed to Tyrell and became the head of the Three Demons of Baldur City.

But few people know that he is definitely above Theller in terms of strength.

Facing the King of Force, who is extremely powerful in physical strength, his ability may be the key to turning defeat into victory.

At this time, in the face of the power king, who was even more violent than before, the shadow general became more and more staggered, and he was no longer as calm as before. The speed and strength of the second form of the force king have increased a lot, although it is not flexible, but the instantaneous burst of assault speed makes Frandy dangerous, several times it is almost dodged, but just being grazed by the fist wind makes the latter a bit of pain, if it is rubbed a little, it must be the end of missing arms and legs.

So far, the King of Power has become manic, his mission is to hunt witches, and he has wasted too much time on these ant-like humans, and this battle must be ended as soon as possible!

"Roar!!" The inhuman roar suddenly spread out from the mouth of the Zili King, and the oscillating frequency contained in it made Brandy dizzy for a moment.

The Shadow General didn't expect that the seemingly reckless and violent Red World Disciple in front of him had been hiding this ability, and he was completely defenseless between his elbows and armpits, and this short dizziness time was enough for the King of Power to blast him into a ball of meat sauce that he couldn't see his true face.

However, at such a moment of crisis, a mist suddenly rose beside King Li, which shone with purple light, enveloping King Li and isolating him from the outside world.

In the next second, a loud bang exploded again, but to the surprise of King Li, those hazy fogs were not blown away, but became thicker and thicker, so that he couldn't even see the surface of his feet clearly.

With a roar of rage, he bowed down and folded his arms, shoulders and hips, and charged forward, but no matter how wild he ran and how he destroyed, the fog around him showed no sign of dissipating.

In the mist, the purple light gradually flourished, dyeing the scarlet and filthy body of King Liwang with a purple. Purple spread all over his body, and finally, in his roar, climbed his head, drowning out his vision.

In the fog, King Li could no longer feel his body, his consciousness was lost in the purple light, gradually rising higher, flying towards infinity, where a purple vortex was devouring everything, and the center of the black vortex was like a pupil quietly watching King Li, making him feel lonely, desperate, and helpless from the depths of his soul, as if he was constantly falling.

The purple vortex did not have any suction, but the consciousness of the power king involuntarily flew inside, but the little reason left made him have the idea of resisting, and he always lingered at the entrance.

And outside, at this time, the evil eye's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and the original red eyes were filled with purple halo, like two whirlpools constantly turning, but they were unable to completely devour each other's consciousness.

Two bloody tears slowly overflowed from the corners of the evil eye's eyes, the green muscles on his head were exposed, and the purple light rose from behind him, condensing into a vertical eye, and the suddenly strong purple light almost condensed into substance, and then a purple tear dripped into the air from the vertical eye, rippling a ripple and disappearing.

At the same time, King Li's stripped consciousness suddenly heard a cry, crisp and immature, but when he listened carefully, he couldn't distinguish between men and women. An inexplicable throbbing spread through his soul, filled with sadness that he could not have had, and this unstoppable emotion filled his consciousness in an instant.

The next moment, he opened his eyes and found that he was just standing quietly, he raised his hand and touched his face, feeling a little wet. Tears rolled down his cheeks and fell to the ground, and he found himself weeping.

"Can an incomplete being like me cry?" King Li didn't get a response, and he couldn't get an answer himself, but he did feel sadness, which made him feel joy for the first time.

However, the price to be paid for this is the gradual dissipation of consciousness.

Because those tears are his soul......

When the tears flowed, his soul dried up completely.

That's the terrible thing about the evil eye.

In the last moments of his life, this Red World Disciple, who had always behaved unusually violent, seemed unusually quiet, and he quietly shed tears and felt sadness.

He is dying, but he is also living.

However, at the last moment when he was about to lose consciousness, a picture of blood and fire appeared in his consciousness, and his attention was completely attracted by the weeping little girl in it, but the emotions born were not pity, pity, or sneer, anger, but rage! Utter rage! It was a rage that had lost all self and only had a mission obsession!

This is the meaning of his existence! But not the meaning of his life!

But no matter what, he couldn't resist this mission that came from the most basic composition of the soul, even though he was dead......

Naturally, the evil eye didn't know that the slightest hint of witch-related aura would make the newly dead power king completely fall into a rage, at this time he was exhausted, and he had no strength to fight, and even if he had, he couldn't deal with the unconscious berserker. ）

Who would have thought that such an accident would occur!

Seeing that everyone was about to die tragically at the hands of the uncontrollable riot King Li, at this time, a seemingly non-existent singing voice sounded from the scene, and the melody of the song was not beautiful, but it made everyone feel a sense of peace and tranquility from the heart and soul.

It is not magnificent, nor sacred, it is like a lullaby, revealing lightness and simplicity, simple and sincere, constantly soothing the frenzied and broken soul of the king.

The raised arm gradually lowered, and the distorted face became calm and peaceful, and after he had shed the last tear, the tall body of the King of Power fell backwards like a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

"May your soul rest in peace. A gentle female voice sounded, and everyone followed the voice, only to see a beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city followed by a young man with a child in her arms. (To be continued.) )