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"This bunch of garbage!"

After receiving the information that the assassination of Iverson had failed, Shearer, the Minister of State of the Sith King, turned blue and white, and roared angrily.

"A group of masters went to kill Iverson's little scraps, and eight people died, not to mention, they missed. ”

"Your so-called masters are just straw bales for mixed rice. ”

The man standing beside him looked intently at the letter in his hand and said without raising his head.

"Bloodkill, why don't you send your people?"

Listening to the man's words, Hiller held back the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"My people, it's such a waste to use against them. Besides, not only did it fail this time, but it also dragged the Cade family into it, and the Fire Cloud Empire would definitely not give up. Bloodkill shook his head.

There was a conspicuous wound on his face, diagonally from the middle of his forehead to his chin, as if a face had been opened from the middle and then stitched back together. This ugly scar made his originally handsome and handsome face show a strange evil aura.

"Iverson's assassination must be put to rest. Bloodkill said, handing the letter to Shearer's hand.

"You're not afraid that Iverson will leak about us?" Shearer still didn't seem to want to give up.

"Iverson must die, and everyone who knows about it must die except us. It's just that this matter is more urgent. Bloodkill said as she handed him the letter.

"People on the mainland may have forgotten the great war of a thousand years ago. But there will be people who will remember, and you have to be careful. "Blood kills the heart.

Shearer looked down for a long time, a hint of joy on his face.

"It seems that as long as you can kill the prince Shiyan, everything will be easy. As soon as the fire cloud is chaotic, Assman will make a move, and the two tigers will fight, and we will be able to reap the benefits. ”

"I'll arrange for my subordinates to do this. Take me to see our treasures!" Bloodkill laughed.

Up a long, cold staircase, Hiller led the bloody man to the door of a stone chamber. The guards opened the door to the stone chamber. A long corridor appeared behind the door, and then a beastly howl was transmitted, making people mistakenly believe that the gates of hell had been opened.

"Is it going well so far?" Bloodkill listened to the howl coming from inside, and looked very useful.

"At your request, we have selected two thousand of the best soldiers from the army as the first batch of experiments. As a result, only 400 people survived and succeeded. With that, Shearer shook his head and sighed.

"Lord Shearer, are you sorry for your soldiers?" Bloodkill laughed.

"I think that's too low. The process is too painful, and it is extremely difficult for those who are not extremely determined to succeed. Shearer shook his head.

"You know, these finished products are a hundred weapons. ”

Shearer nodded. He had also seen a soldier who had survived, and in his madness, tore a lion alive to drink its blood.

"I thought the executioner had relented. Bloodkill smiled wryly, and walked along the alley.

Next to the corridor, there are prison cells. In each cell, there was a soldier locked up, and each soldier was covered in blood and let out a howl of pain in the room.

Shearer stood in the doorway and didn't move forward. He never went in to see it, for fear of affecting his appetite.

Bloodkill stood outside a cell, looking intently at the soldier in the room through the window, knowing that the soldier was at a critical juncture in the experiment. The pores of the soldier's body widened, and blood quickly oozed from the pores, and then the skin fell to the ground in pieces, revealing bloody muscles. Those exposed muscles seemed to have thousands of worms wriggling in them, twisting and turning in bursts, and blood was spilled everywhere.

There was no trace of pain on his face, for it was gone, leaving only a skeleton with rotten flesh hanging from it, and a pair of eyes that were still clear, letting people know what kind of pain he was experiencing.

"Ahh

Eventually, his eyes turned blood-red. Looking up and seeing the bloody slaughter outside the window, his eyes became extremely crazy, and he raised his head to the sky and screamed angrily, and pounced.

There was a loud bang, and the mutated soldier slammed into the door, and then fell limply to the ground, becoming a bloody mass of flesh.

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity that I didn't stick to it. Blood Killer raised his hand to wipe away the brains and blood splashed on his face, and said regretfully.

"Lord Shearer, hurry up and select a few more groups of people to come in. The more successful we are, the more hope we have. Bloodkill turned to Shearer, who was standing in the doorway.

"Also, keep in mind what I said, and don't let anyone get their blood on them. Only we are not afraid of their blood, and for others, it is the kiss of death. ”

"I've always remembered this, don't worry. It's just that the blood that these people drink every day is more troublesome. Shearer said.

"Then let's get more death row inmates out. Blood Kill laughed, "There are so many people in the kingdom, I'm afraid I can't support them?"

Shearer hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

Shearer turned and walked out of the stone chamber, followed by Bloodkill. The door to the stone chamber was closed again.

"One day, we will trample this continent under our feet, and you will be the king of this continent. Bloodkill noticed Shearer's hesitation and reminded.

Hearing the words of the bloody killing, Shearer's heart burned again. A sea of blood red appeared in front of his eyes, and corpses floated. And he walked over these corpses with a crown, and the king lay on the ground and begged him for mercy, and the whole continent surrendered at his feet, shouting "Hurrah".

"It's worth doing anything for that day!" he thought.

Shearer can't remember exactly when he was killed by blood.

This mysterious figure who suddenly appeared introduced a new class of troops to him. Transform ordinary soldiers into powerful killing tools through drugs, and kill the "blood demon" in the mouth with blood.

The mysterious bloodkill and terrifying power also made Hiller feel uneasy, but the bloodkill soon told him how to create and control the "Blood Demon", and offered to help him seize the throne of the Sith Kingdom, and even help him dominate the continent. It was a temptation that no one with a thirst for power could refuse, and he finally got his heart struck. As for the requirements for blood killing, there is only one: after he unifies the continent, he will establish a religious organization - the "Blood God".

At that moment, Shearer's ambition swelled to the extreme, and the hope for power finally triumphed over the uneasiness. "Religion, let them do it, I just want the king's power and the country. ”

Soon, Hiller used the unification of the continent as a bait to persuade the emperor Wu Xia, who was very talented and sparse, to start the creation of the "Blood Demon". However, Wuxia's younger brother, Prince Roberto, accidentally discovered this incident, and secretly plotted to sabotage the creation of the "Blood Demon" when his advice to the emperor failed. At the behest of the emperor, Hillero fabricated charges of treason and had the prince and a group of officials executed.

The fate of the Sith Kingdom has changed dramatically as a result.

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