Looking at the half of the herald in his hand that was still melting, An Ling smiled sarcastically and stretched out a finger into his eye socket.

The herald, who melted so much that only Shang himself shuddered, and with a relieved expression on his face, he stopped crying and died peacefully.

An Ling casually threw the rotten meat in his hand to the side and sighed:

"I'm such a good demon like no other、"

After sighing, An Ling continued to turn around and walk towards the City Lord's Mansion, thinking of waiting for old friends to meet, his heart became more and more excited and hungry.

Why is there the power of the abyss spreading in Green River City, why are there rituals related to the abyss, what happened to make this happen.

An Ling doesn't care about these issues, there may be some twists and turns behind it, but it's still easy to guess, but it's completely meaningless at the moment.

"Reuniting" with old friends is the most important thing for An Ling.

Walking slowly, An Ling came to the entrance of a garden, and in front of the entrance, an old mage dressed in a thick robe and wearing a big pointed hair stood with blood-red eyes.

"Stop, this exit is not allowed to pass."

The old mage stretched out his arm and looked at An Ling's eyes full of coldness and malice.

"Hehe~"

An Ling smiled boringly, and instantly took off the holy sword behind his back and slashed at the old mage.

The Holy Light shone, and in an instant, the old mage was cut in half, and the bewildered demon in his body was annihilated by the Holy Light.

Kicking away the half of the corpse that stood in the way under his feet, An Ling raised his chin and walked towards the garden behind the door.

The garden was a blood-red and filthy landscape, devoid of any elegant plant decorations. In the center of the garden stands a large altar made of flesh and blood.

The altar seems to be alive, beating rhythmically.

An Ling walked lightly to the altar, and in the center of the altar he saw a young and beautiful lady with a bulging belly and herself buried under the altar of flesh and blood.

Compared to all the horror and filth around her, the noble lady was white and immaculate, and her expression was calm and peaceful.

"Haven't you come out yet? The King of Despicability~"

An Ling greeted the noble lady politely.

The noble lady slowly opened her eyes and looked at An Ling expressionlessly. Suddenly, his eyes shot a filthy and evil crimson light.

"It's so boring~"

An Ling calmly scattered the evil light, and then no longer suppressed the abyss power in his soul.

The terrifying abyssal red light lit up from An Ling's body, his shadow began to distort, his eyes were endlessly deep and terrifying blood red, and the power of the rolling abyss was emanated,

"#*...%*@# (King of Despicable!) Come out and meet me! ）”

An Ling shouted at him in the language of the filthy power of the abyss.

The altar trembled violently, and the noblewoman in the center of the altar suddenly had dark eyes, tears of blood, and a look of anguish and wail.

Suddenly, blood-colored cracks appeared on the noble lady's body, and then the flesh and blood all over her body shattered and collapsed. A white knot protrudes from her shattered flesh.

The Flesh Altar began to crumble, and countless blood waters burst out, carrying with an evil mottled soul mist.

In the hazy evil mist, a disgusting giant worm the size of a small mountain, white and thick, wriggling wildly, with countless forked branches, and an unknown head and tail, appeared in front of An Ling.

"The Red of Tyranny ~ No... I should call you the King of Tyranny now~" (Abyssal language)

A huge insect head stretched out, and it was densely packed, and the mottled and filthy eyes looked at An Ling in unison.

"Why are you here? When did you come to earth? ”

"Why was it that you were able to descend into the world in its entirety, and you can still cover your breath so perfectly?"

"Why are you so quiet and patient? Not to destroy, to destroy, to devour everything in the world? ”

It opened its bloody jaw, and inside it were thousands of ring-shaped teeth, emitting a stench that corroded souls.

An Ling tilted his head, looked at this piece of worm head and said with a sneer:

"Despicable King, are you a rotten soul? Can't see what's going on? ”

"Who are you to ask me questions?"

"You're the food I'm going to eat, I'm the one who is about to eat, have you ever seen a food that asks a whole bunch of questions to diners before it's eaten?"

Things in the abyss are as simple as that, with only a few simple themes of enslavement, killing, and devouring each other. An Ling came to this world intact, and was absolutely stronger in front of the despicable king who came incompletely. As a despicable king of the weaker, he should be the food of An Ling.

"Also, you're too big, it's really an eyesore."

An Ling's body was in shape for a moment, and a punch containing terrifying power struck on the mountain-like body of the despicable king.

The Despicable King roared in pain, and his massive body, as large as a small mountain, collapsed in vain. Turned into puddles of disgusting slime and spilled on the ground. Only a relatively intact head remains.

was crushed by An Ling's blow, but the despicable king did not want to fight back, nor did he want to fight, but slowly raised his remaining insect head and said to An Ling:

"Lord of tyranny, this is the human world, there is no need for us to kill each other here, the world is full of delicious souls waiting for us to devour. Why don't we join forces with each other to devour everything? ”

"Lord of Tyranny, I can see that you are actually very weak now, extremely weak. And I'm just as weak. There is no point in killing us on earth, and the only thing we need to do is to feast on the human soul. ”

"Haha!"

An Lingle spoke up and sighed sarcastically:

"Carnage? You're just one-sided food, the king of despicability. In my eyes, you are the most delicious food right now! ”

"You are now trying to negotiate with me, like a miserable weakling, prostrating and begging for me. Despicable King, as a King of the Abyss, why are you so pitiful? ”

After saying that, An Ling could no longer bear it, and stepped forward and plunged into the worm head of the despicable king with one hand, sucking out its soul with all his might.

"You should be glad that your Advent Ritual is too small in scale and only comes to a portion of your soul consciousness. Therefore, after you are swallowed by me, your body in the abyss will only suffer heavy damage, not death. ”

The Despicable King let out another howl, but it still did not resist, and was quietly devoured by An Ling's soul.

After a while, the King of Despicable spoke again:

"Lord of Tyranny, you should know that the gods of the world have fallen asleep, right?"

An Ling's eyes turned, and the speed of soul devouring slowed down, and asked:

"Got it, what do you want to say?"

The King of Despicable said coldly:

"There is no longer a god watching and guarding this world, which not only means that we can invade this world without fear, but also means that we have the possibility of further soul sublimation."

"What do you mean?"

An Ling was immediately puzzled.

"Let's make a deal! You have left me a part of my soul so that I can return to the abyss with full consciousness. I'll tell you a secret that will make any Abyss King tick, the secret of the ascension of our souls! ”

"Oh?"

An Ling raised his eyebrows and said with a joke:

"You tell the secret directly, and after you say it, if what you say is true and valuable, swear by my soul, so that your consciousness can return to the abyss in its entirety."

In the abyss, becoming a demon king is already the end, and no matter how hard the demon king tries after that, there is no way to sublimate the soul again and become a higher level of existence.

If the Despicable King really knew the way to sublimate the Demon King's soul, An Ling was really willing to let him go.

The Despicable King was silent for two seconds, and then said coldly:

"The Demon God Batoya, who was once the only being in the abyss above the Demon King. But He died on earth. ”

"yes, I know."

An Ling blinked indifferently.

The demon god Batoya used to be a completely invincible existence in the abyss, because he was a demon god, a level higher than the demon kings. And the kings in the abyss at that time also didn't expect that this invincible demon god would die in the world.

Just listen to the despicable king continue:

"The human death of the demon god Batoya is just an illusion, he is a demon god, almost immortal and immortal, and he cannot be killed! His soul still has remnants in the world! ”

A glint flashed in An Ling's eyes, and he slowed down the speed of soul pumping again.

"Go on!"

"It took me nearly a thousand years to investigate, and I finally got the secret, the soul of the demon god Batoya was cut into eight parts, and it became eight immortal and powerful monsters in this world."

"If we can find those immortal and powerful monsters, we can possibly! Find the secret of soul sublimation and become a demon god! ”

Boom, a devastating red lightning bolt suddenly fell from the black clouds in the sky, permanently erasing part of the land outside Green River City.

An Ling suppressed his excitement and slowly took his hand out of the despicable king's insect head.

"Alright, according to the oath, you can go back now."