Creatures want to eat when they are hungry and drink when they are thirsty. The demon is hungry and thirsty, what should he replenish with something?

The ability to fill the instinctive hunger and thirst of demons is, of course, the soul, or some kind of metaphysical spiritual energy. In what form this energy exists and where it is stored, of course, someone has no time to delve into it now. But if you want to ask how to replenish it, the method is very simple, just have a blood sacrifice.

If one is not enough, then two.

If someone is still conscious and determined to become a demon, they will probably regret that they have just used the alien banishment technique to let all those miscellaneous demons go. But now, he instinctively locked on the demons who were still nearby, that is, the seventeen Abyss Lords.

Except for the two who were already in a state of confrontation in the field, the rest of the monarchs hiding in the shadows were all surprised. Does the other party mean to declare war on all of them?

It's a pity that the will to vaguely urge himself to come doesn't want to kill the other party, and even has the intention of satisfying the other party's needs. But the demons within a radius of a hundred miles, except for the power of that little demon lord, had already been looted, and there was not a single living thing left. If the other party wants a blood sacrifice, they can really only find themselves.

It's just a provocation to all the Abyss Maharaja, is he crazy?

On second thought, maybe the other party is really crazy. It is not precisely because this human being has lost himself under the invasion of the abyssal breath that the demons have come here with the idea of seeing that it is okay.

But provocation is provocation, and it is still impractical to try to deal with all the Maharaja at once. The first to bear the brunt are the two maharajas who are face to face with the human race. It's just that when all abilities are restrained, those two will choose how to match a 'human'. All the hidden maharajas are in the mood to watch the play, and they are safely hiding in their own shadows and peeping.

Although there was no conclusive evidence, standing in front of that human being, the two Abyssal Lords intuitively felt that they had no chance to escape, so they could only fight hard. At their level, this unwarranted intuition is quite accurate.

The two of them didn't even think about running away, or just escaping faster than their companions, such a nonsensical thing. Therefore, the two Abyssal Lords stimulated the potential of their bodies, and the bones of their whole bodies cracked and cracked, and their muscles rose up and became taller.

The guy who achieved the previous succubus, and the day of resurrection may be far away and finally end, of course, in their eyes, but it is not without any experience. The opponent's bizarre short knife, which was like a toothpick for his current size, was the first target to pay attention to. The second is the magic that dismembered the werewolfized succubus.

Although I don't know the conditions for the latter, it should be useful to avoid too much contact with the other party. So the two Maharajas reached out to the left and right, and evolved their own weapons out of the void, a giant hammer about their size, and a sickle of equal height.

The human magician in front of them is no longer in his original crazy demeanor. Even the demonic body seems to be starting to be stereotyped, not the original strange appearance of not being like a human and a ghost not like a ghost. But just a little bit, this human has not really degenerated into a demon, and has not yet condensed the demon core. He just stood quietly with the odd dagger in his hand.

What was the opportunity to start the war, the demons on the sidelines couldn't see it, but the human magician just snorted his head and rushed forward. The two lords were on the defensive, which was an extremely abnormal behavior for a demon who advocated offense.

Just when the magician narrowed the distance to the attack range of the two maharajas, the abyss maharaja who was holding a long scythe and really looked like a chameleon, but he cut off his legs with a scythe!

Under the effect of the curse of the same fate, Lin's legs were also broken at knees. Losing his support, he immediately fell to the ground. The kings didn't say much, and the one with the head of the ox and the human body picked up the giant hammer and was about to smash it on someone's head.

Bang! The giant hammer landed, and of course it didn't hit anything.

Someone who disappeared appeared not far behind the two maharajas. Holding himself on the ground with his hands and straightening up, he spoke for the first time in this situation: "Feet are just ornaments, you big people don't understand, right?" ”

Shake your body and temporarily support your balance with one hand. With his free hand, he shot the Blue Wave Knife version of the box as a throwing knife. The Maharaja, who had also lost both feet, struggled to crawl forward with both hands, trying to get away from the human, but he still couldn't avoid it, and finally raised his right arm and slammed the flying knife solidly.

Of course, it is impossible for the box to be safely inserted into the body of a demon. At the moment of contact, the resonance destruction begins. At that moment, the abyss lord who had taken the knife let out a miserable howl like killing a pig. At the same time, the right arm with the box cut trembled involuntarily, and with this unknown trembling, there were signs of direct disintegration and ash.

Without saying a word, the Abyss Lord also pulled out the box and threw it on the ground casually.

But the curse of the same fate remains. It was like a magician who had calmed down from his madness, and raised his equally trembling right hand in confusion, and the danger of disintegration and disintegration existed in him.

Seeing this scene, the pain of losing his arm seemed to be unimportant at this moment. He gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth to laugh, mocking the humans in front of him.

But also before his eyes, he watched as someone's trembling hand steadied again. And on the arm, a magic circle of traps appeared, enveloping the arm in it, and pumping out a strange mist that might represent the curse of the same fate. And the trembling of his own arm did not stop, and even tended to intensify, and extended upward.

In order to prevent himself from being killed by the strange ability of the short knife, the Abyss Maharaja, who was in the chameleon's true body, tore off his right arm and separated his hand and body. The weird curse on his arm ended up devouring only one arm, instead of turning his entire demon body into ashes.

However, this time, the act of pulling out his own arm did not trigger the mechanism of the curse of the same fate. The Maharaja wanted to take a closer look and see what it was for, that the human beings in front of him could resist his natural skills. It's a pity that no matter how wide his eyes are, he can't see why. On the contrary, because I have been staring for too long, my dry eyes are a little uncomfortable.

Someone who is unconscious and acts only on instinct, regardless of whether he is red-eyed or not, as long as the threat is not lifted, there is no possibility of stopping the fighting.

Recreate the crazy demeanor. In a few flashes in a row, Lin appeared above the Maharaja who had lost his feet. With the free fall, he threw himself behind the abyss lord who couldn't escape, and bit when he opened his mouth! Gnaw on demonic flesh raw, while the other party is still awake and mobile.