Vampire Castle.

Shen Zhao came here after pretending to be b in front of his father.

He coiled the snake he had just retrieved, his face was full of contemplation, and the glint in his eyes was a little incomprehensible.

"Your Majesty!" A respectful voice rang out, interrupting Shen Zhao's thoughts.

He looked up and saw a strong 'man' stooping down to salute him.

This man is very handsome, a black dress makes his strong body show a trace of elegance, and the snake-like vertical pupils give his face a hint of bewitchment.

Behind him, nearly a hundred black and white people came out of the various rooms, and they knelt down behind this person without any hesitation, worshipping themselves.

These people all have some common characteristics, they are all dry skin, and the four fangs at the corners of their mouths are shining.

This also reveals their identities .... Blood Slave!

"Do you have a name?" Shen Zhao glanced at this handsome person with some surprise, just after sucking a hundred people, this vampire actually evolved a lot of wisdom.

Although the strength was not as strong as he thought it was now, unexpectedly, the average mage was no match for him.

"No, please give your majesty a name." The vampire was still hunched over, and his somewhat hoarse voice was full of respect.

"You'll be called Gula from now on." Shen Zhao thought for a moment and said.

In his consciousness, vampires seem to have a name called Dracula, and they are all vampires anyway, so the difference should not be big.

"Gula ..... His Majesty Gurachet bestows the name! The vampire's handsome face showed a look of joy, and the four fangs unconsciously stretched out, giving him a hint of terror on his face.

Shen Zhao didn't respond, he walked to the sofa of the ancient castle and sat down, feeling the black and righteous qi around him, and frowned deeply.

The balance has been greatly broken, and he has just directly fused the power of the twelve spells with the power of the system, raising his strength to even comparable to the newly revived Holy Lord.

And now the Holy Lord is still a stone statue, and in the eyes of the black qi and the righteous qi, it is now the two demons who force the righteous qi to suppress the righteous qi.

Daddy, they're just humans after all, and now that the immortal gods are gone, the things that correspond to the monarch are gone.

Although Shen Zhao didn't know why the eight immortal gods were not balanced when they left Blue Star, even if they were on the moon.

But the balance of this world is so fucked up, it seems that there are always so many shackles on demons.

Shen Zhao thought, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, anyway, the current balance is so unfavorable to him, so now it is better to directly break the balance to the end, and let the long-dormant Hei Zheng and the two qi go completely crazy!

Maybe that will be an unexpected reward.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhao stood up and glanced at Gula and the large group of blood slaves who were still kneeling on the ground.

Shen Zhao's body slowly levitated, and the surrounding black qi and righteous qi seemed to have a premonition, and some mania hovered around him.

Rumble!

Traces of flames emanated from him, but they could not eerily burn the black trench coat that was hunting, and in the eyes that had completely turned scarlet after absorbing the twelve charms, a dragon head pattern flickered, as if to indicate something.

[There are already two monarch marks on this realm, and if you choose this realm, it may arouse the dissatisfaction of wandering souls. 】

Shen Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, ignoring the words of the system, just a soul.... It doesn't matter anymore.

Prayer-like words came out of his mouth, and the ancient demonic language uttered very rhythmic syllables.

All living beings will subconsciously bow their heads when they hear these words, as if they are listening to the will of the noblest being in the world.

The vampire Gula fell to his knees in excitement when he heard the first syllable, as if he had a premonition of something.

"O ancient and mighty darkness, the kingdom of demons will be established at this moment, and the earth under our feet will be forever subjugated to the greatness of the monarch, and I will establish the ninth kingdom in the name of God!"

The demon language of the second middle school fell the last syllable, and the surrounding black qi suddenly evacuated rapidly, as if it was hiding from something.

The next moment, a simple dragon head logo on Shen Zhao's forehead slowly detached and fell towards the ground of the castle.

The black qi that left around seemed to be forcibly dragged to the ground by something, and the speed of the rotation of the righteous qi also intensified, and a wave of irritability came out of it.

When a wisp of black gas slowly fell to the ground with the imprint.

Rumble!

A tremor appeared in the hearts of all the transcendent beings on the Blue Star, and a trace of uneasiness rose from their hearts, as if it was a sign of something, but they didn't know what was happening.

On the ground of the castle, a golden throne slowly protruded, this throne looked like gold, but the scene of wisps of black gas wandering in it added a touch of mystery to it.

Shen Zhao walked in step by step, turned and sat down.

Boom~

It seems that the bell that has been ringing since ancient times has only fallen in this castle, heralding the complete establishment of this small kingdom at this moment.

"See Your Majesty!" The vampire Gula turned to his knees facing the throne, and his voice rang out in an impassioned voice, as if celebrating the birth of a new king.

"See Your Majesty!"

Behind him, nearly a hundred blood slaves knelt down in unison, and the chorus chanting in their mouths looked very imposing at this moment.

It's like the real founding of the country!

Shen Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, the demonic energy in his body was soaring, and with the origin of the divine dragon, he felt that he was already invincible in the world at this time.

And just when he was obsessed with being strong with himself, the rest of the world was not peaceful.

San Francisco, Papa's Antique Shop.

Feeling the uneasiness in his heart, Daddy's brows furrowed deeply, and he didn't even notice that the book about the description of the Holy Lord in his hand had fallen to the ground.

"What's wrong Daddy?" Long Chen noticed, and he yawned and asked.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and he had slept at this hour, and now he was sleepy.

His words brought Daddy back to his senses, and he said directly: "Now look for information about other demons, about the most ancient demons, quickly!" ”

"Daddy, how about we look for it tomorrow? Now it's time to go to bed. Chen Long pointed to the clock on the wall and said.

Smack, O!

"Don't talk nonsense, go find it! Now that the demon is even more powerful, if you don't want the whole world to be enslaved, hurry up and find it! Dad knocked on Long Chen's forehead and yelled directly.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Chen Long rubbed his head, and some of his sleepiness was also scattered, and he hurriedly agreed to look for it in his father's pile of books that could fill a room.

Daddy: "One more thing, there were eight of the most powerful demons in ancient times, so I went for them. ”

Long Chen: "Okay, I'm looking for it." ”

Daddy: "One more thing, the autobiographies of those ancient mages are also needed, there may be some clues on it." ”

Long Chen: "Okay...."

Daddy: "One more thing, you're too slow, call Blake to follow you!" ”

Long Chen: "....."