"Ahem...bah!"

Nan Ke Yimeng coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. Looking directly at the fog ball, Nan Ke Yimeng tried his best to stand up again, but still couldn't. It seemed that death was not far away... He felt helpless and powerless. Thinking of this,

Nan Ke Yimeng simply gave up struggling and sat down on the ground.

"Click!"

Under Nan Ke Yimeng, the bones of some unlucky guy were unknown. As soon as he sat on them, a gash was opened, making such a crisp sound.

Wu Qiu let out a contemptuous snort: "Humph!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fog ball disappeared again. Nan Ke Yimeng suddenly remembered that he had two weapons, the Cold Corpse Sword and the Poisonous Spider Blade, in his baggage, which could temporarily support his body from falling!

Secretly thinking that he was confused, Nan Ke Yimeng quickly took out two weapons from his backpack and propped one on the ground. They made a few crisp sounds and crushed the bones of a few unlucky guys. But Nan Ke Yimeng also successfully stood up, but still

His steps were erratic, and the invisible pressure was still oppressing him from beginning to end.

"Huh? You can actually stand up?" The voice seemed a little surprised. But then it turned into arrogance: "But, you should ask for blessings first. What you want to solve is no longer as simple as standing up.

Yes! Huh..."

Click, click, click...

Waves of creepy sounds of bones moving around were heard. Although it was a bit strange that this guy had osteoporosis, in order to lure the fog ball to appear again, Nan Ke Yimeng still provoked: "You useless thing, you will only hide in

In the dark, if you can, come out and fight with me!"

Looking back, Nan Ke Yimeng was very calm: "Wow! So many zombie skeletons..."

Then... Well, after drinking three bottles of primary life recovery potion, Nan Ke Yimeng was already out of the state of near death. Relying on the slow speed of these skeletons, Nan Ke Yimeng stepped on countless corpses and followed this large wave of skeletons in a circle.

.Although being chased by a bunch of dead things is a very stomach-churning thing.

"Huh? That's right, I thought you were not out of the dying state?" The mysterious voice came again.

Nan Ke Yimeng's extraordinary ear power has been a talent characteristic since he was a child. This time the voice seemed to have relaxed his vigilance, allowing him to easily determine the direction: "To the right!"

Determining the direction in his mind, he kept moving his hands for a moment, and hit the air with a sudden blow! Immediately, he saw layers of ripples in the air, and black halos emerged from a central point in the shape of a spider.

The net-like radiation spread out in all directions... A figure shrouded in the black dome was also completely displayed in front of Nan Ke Yimeng's eyes.

"Crack!!"

A flash of lightning flashed, and at that moment, Nan Ke Yimeng saw the face of the black shadow.

He was wearing a suit of shiny black armor, with a little bit of red light on the armor. There were red and yellow wrist guards on both arms, and there was a sickle hook on each wrist guard, shining with cold light.

The hooks of the sickle were extremely sharp - it was probably these two hooks that made a big hole in Nanke Yimeng's armor and a wound on his chest.

And the top of his head, like the flame dragon Mirmenir, has two sharp dragon horns. He has extremely cool blood-red hair, a strange red mark painted between his eyebrows, and his blood-red pupils look so...

Yaoye. There was no expression on his face, but there was a cold air, and it seemed to be murderous. It was such a contradictory feeling.

Tall and majestic body, shiny black armor with blood and red light, cold appearance, red hair, purple-black lips, sickle hooks on the arm braces, cold and arrogant expression, soaring murderous intent...

This guy gives me the feeling of being a terrifying person.

Or maybe, it’s not a human being…

"So you are one of the two dragonborns that guy mentioned." The man moved his mouth slightly, and his purple-black lips were like those of a dead person.

"Yes, so what?"

Seeing that the undead army behind him was no longer chasing after him, Nanke Yimeng calmed down and started talking to this guy.

"Well, how about you tell me your name first, and then I'll tell you mine?" The man's iceberg-like face remained expressionless.

"Nan Ke Yi Meng."

"Malvado."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and in Nan Ke Yimeng's mind, the name he saw in the fairy tales and his deeds came to mind. He inadvertently shouted out of focus: "Malvado! The legendary man who is responsible for the destruction of the world has disappeared.

The god of power!"

"That's right. You should also understand that Diseo is just my subordinate...according to your human empire's knowledge, he should be working for me." Malvado looked at Nan Ke Yimeng sternly, "Actually, Diseo

Saio's body is just a layer of old skin that I transformed into. My true body... hmm, no one has seen it except my father and that woman."

"You mean... you are also a dragon?" Nan Ke Yimeng asked.

Malvado moved his neck slightly, "Yes, I am the real lord of the Demon Dragon Realm. I am also the only demon dragon who has reached the pinnacle of dark magic."

"Your father is Ness, so who is [that woman] you are talking about? Your mother?"

"No, I don't have a mother. You can understand that I was the result of my father's split reproduction."

"..."

This God of Destruction has pretty good biology expertise...

"I have a question."

Malvado said: "Say."

"Since you are all gods, why don't you continue to fight? After destroying these continents, why are there no gods to restore them?"

"Humph. God? This is just a title you foolish mortals give us. I don't believe in the existence of gods. I just want to lead my people to live freely. But I, who have reached the pinnacle of practicing dark magic, have been

Given the title of devil... If gods really represent the truth, then why is the world so unfair and despicable people do whatever they want, so that truly pure and kind people are insulted and hurt! If the creatures in my Demonic Dragon Realm spend their entire lives just because of

Destiny is destined to become a pawn of something... Then what is the significance of the existence of this god! If even this initial wish cannot be realized, then... it will be against the will of heaven!!"

Malvado's face, which seemed to have remained unchanged forever, was suddenly shrouded in a haze, and under the haze was a terrifying hatred that made Nan Ke Yimeng feel very frightened.

The overwhelming hatred. The hatred that wants to break the sky.

I don’t know what this God of Destruction is like in the past, as it is not recorded in myths and stories. But it is clear that he has a hatred that no one can match for the righteous gods described in people’s mouths...

Suddenly, the rhinoceros eyes that made Nan Ke Yimeng feel as cold as falling into an ice cave looked directly at him, "I have a special dragon trial here. If you pass it, you can become my student. And I will also wash it for you."

After cutting the marrow, you will be reborn and become a demon dragon like me!"

"But if you fail, the consequences will be something you can't afford..."
Chapter completed!