"Cough, ......"

Streaks of blood splattered out, mingling with the dust. The demon's turquoise eyes slowly opened, and the horizontal striped pupils fluttered slightly. Its head hung down, and at this angle, it was just enough to see its own open abdomen, or the torn and blood-soaked lower half of its body.

The bulging abdomen was now a horribly sunken hole, the outline of the spine faintly visible behind the cross-flowing guts and guts, and a puddle of warm blood rippled in the abdominal cavity supported by the remaining half of the pelvic bone, making it look like an aesthetically eerie red wine glass brewing Ormeyr wine.

The vigorous life force of the "demonic" path makes it not dead yet, but only not yet, unless it has the means to repair its body in a short period of time.

However, when he saw his miserable appearance, the demon grinned and laughed heartily.

"Haha, ahem, haha, hehe...... Finally ......"

The violent throbbing of its lungs made its body tremble slightly, and the blood in its abdominal cavity spilled out, filling the small space with a strong fishy smell.

The demon didn't care, and then moved its gaze to a dusty object not far away.

It was a tiny branch, dull, rough, and at first glance unremarkable.

But the pain it brought when it took root in the demon's body and gave birth to an heir was ten times stronger than the disembowelment at this moment!

Seeing that the source of the pollution had been successfully expelled from the body, the demon did not hesitate and chanted in a hoarse voice:

"Mother Tree of Desire, Father of Demons, Eternal Roarer, God of Heartlessness......

"Take it! It's yours!

"Then give me the potion as promised!"

Although he was communicating with a great being, the demon's tone was completely devoid of respect and fear, instead gritting his teeth and a feeling of hatred in it.

As it prayed, the tiny twig was suddenly struck by some force, turned into powder in the blink of an eye, and then vanished.

And in the demon's hand, there was a bottle of pitch-black liquid that would make people feel uneasy just by looking at it, and feel all the dark thoughts rushing into their hearts at once.

Raising his arms with difficulty, he looked at the extraordinary characteristics of the Sequence Four "Devils", and the demon's turquoise eyes seemed to have flames burning, full of longing that had never been seen before. Tempted by the convergence of extraordinary properties, it threw the bottle of liquid into its mouth without thinking about it, and swallowed it!

In the midst of the impact of promotion, it felt that its body and soul were suffering from hellish pain, as if all the cruel acts committed by its own hands in the past would have to be paid for today.

The demon gasped in his throat as he struggled to float through a sea of lust and sin, trying to grab a piece of driftwood that could save his life.

On the edge of confusion, many fragments of memory flickered. In it, it saw the city of Yetonaev at this moment, saw everything that happened tonight, and saw the truest humanity of everyone in the midst of the calamity.

When the former Guardian chose to defect and die in the contamination of the true God of the Path, the cowardly and remorseful soul resides in its chest; When an old man who adheres to chivalry rushes at the evil spirit with a sword, it also feels the obsession of depression and pain; When a middle-aged couple is confronted with their daughter, who has transformed into a monster, the knife-like emotion almost stops its heart.

When someone pushes their partner towards a monster in order to escape; When someone desperately picks up everything at hand and resists to the end; When a weeping child falls and is trampled in a panicked crowd; Even when those monsters crave flesh worship and multiply......

All kinds of desires, whether true or false, noble or despicable, rich or faint, are like volcanoes about to erupt, waiting to tear apart the cover and escape of reason. Gradually, the demon came to his senses and resonated with the extraordinary properties that melted into his body.

Everyone has desires.

No matter whether the starting point and the result are in accordance with the rules of the world, no matter how ridiculous and small the desire is.

Everyone has desires!

Desire is human nature!

And all it does is to release all the pent-up nature and reveal the truth of the world to everyone.

Only indulgence is the right way.

The indulgent killings of the past and what happened in the city of Yetonav tonight became the strongest anchor point for the consciousness of the initiator, helping it to break free from the entrapment of extraordinary characteristics and complete the promotion of Sequence 4 once and for all.

At the end of his promotion, the new "devil" saw a tall bishop of Fersak dressed in a silver-white robe with orange accents, and his unremarkable face was full of fanatical piety, as if everything could make way for faith.

Then, the "devil" saw a black-haired young man who was rushing towards him with a deadly silver storm, his pale eyes were filled with focused and pure killing intent, without any redundant emotions.

For the former, the "devil" scoffs; For the latter, the "devil" reciprocated silence.

Its shattered body was spiritually nourished and rapidly gave birth to new bones and flesh, and the curved horns on the top of its head gradually retracted inward, and its inhuman body slowly changed.

Eventually, like any ordinary human, he stepped on the dried brown blood stains with his bare feet, his gray hair disheveled, and his eyes green.

Listening intently to the movement outside, he stood there and pondered for a moment, then walked briskly to the corner of the ruins, easily peeled off the rubble and bricks, dragged out a bloodstained figure from below, laid it flat beside him, and began to try to wake the other party.

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It was under such circumstances that Douglas woke up.

His mind was buzzing, his eyes were bloody, his vision was blurry, and he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

After the adrenaline subsides, the pain in various parts of the body is as continuous as the chirping of summer cicadas. He felt awakened at first, and then he felt someone slap him in the face. Struggling to lift his eyelids, Douglas rolled his eyeballs sluggishly, and vaguely saw the outline of a humanoid.

"Don't your mother shoot ......," he protested weakly, "help me, help me up......"

So the other man helped him up. As soon as he sat up, Douglas regretted it, and the blood rushed to his brain, making him feel like he had been thrown into the drum washing machine and spinning three hundred times, and immediately instinctively held the other party's hand tightly to support his body, and moaned uncomfortably.

After feeling a little better, he heard the person holding him laughing, laughing presumptuously.

Douglas was a little angry, and gasped, "You laugh, laugh at the fart...... How's it going......"

"It's successful, the heir of the evil god has been solved. How does it feel, big hero? ”

"Uh, I want to sleep......"

The guy who got the answer laughed even louder and said, "Don't sleep, I'll tell you a story." ”

Beneath the ruins, an unusually calm voice sounded slowly.

"A god has fallen, his authority has been stripped away, his servants have been scattered, and his followers have been blinded.

Some of the pious servants were unhappy with this and tried their best to bring the gods back.

"Based on the available information, on the experience of others, on the basis of their own conjectures, they made many attempts at the same time, most of which ended in failure.

"Until they stumbled upon an evil spirit, an evil spirit that had been polluted by the gods and was on the same path as the gods.

"What a miracle! Who would have thought that the 'guardian', who represents the dawn and restrains evil spirits, would degenerate into evil spirits after his death?

"After experiments, the devout servants confirmed that life and soul could be used as sacrifices and anchors for the gods, and that the will of the gods would be reborn from the container if they persistently sent a large number of human animals to the vessel containing the fragments of divinity, and correctly depicted symbols and symbols.

"If people and animals already believe in the gods, the effect is doubled.

However, the vast majority of believers cannot see through the disguise of false gods, and no one cares about the true nature of the gods they believe in. The anchor of the gods is crumbling.

So a bishop stepped forward and made a deal with the devil.

"With a city as a bargaining chip, the demons will complete their promotion, and the bishop will reap the rewards of the devout believers after their ordeals, and offer the souls of the dead unbelievers to the gods to atone for their sins.

"Now, both sides have got their wish.

"Big hero, do you think this story is interesting enough?"