"This guy is a monster! Run!"

"Swords... swords are completely useless to him! ——Ugh!"

"help me! I don't want to-ugh!"

The color of red and black, a feast of death exclusive to scarlet.

The tall blood demon walked in the reinforced concrete corridor, expressionlessly harvesting the lives of the"resistance forces" one by one. Those who ran away with their backs turned to him, Those who bravely attacked him and failed, those who were so desperate that they were waiting for death... There was no difference between these people in the eyes of the Blood Demon. They were all just"dead people" with an identity.

He did not hate killing, and even sometimes indulged in that kind of The pleasure brought by killing. But by now, he is a little tired of it.

It's not because of any compassion, it's just that he is tired of it.

As the Lord of the Blood Demon Court, one of the ten royal courts of Sakaz, What he longed for was not simply killing. He longed for war, for a battlefield filled with the smell of blood and death, for a knife-edge fight or even a close fight.

This feeling was something that the massacre of the group of"soldiers" in front of him could not bring about. Come on.

The tall Blood Demon grinned, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

The so-called soldiers are just civilians who have received short-term training. On the battlefield, they are not even cannon fodder. They can be defeated at the touch of a button. The soldiers who blow up the camp are not only useless themselves, but may also affect other troops. Which commander would want such cannon fodder? Not even Regulus Harvey can do it.

"……Tsk!"

I don't know why I remembered that person's name, and the scene that happened not long ago.

The soul-searing knife before death still seemed to be aching in the chest, even though the blow was not struck at all and did not cause any damage. The power still makes the Blood Demon extremely fearful.

Yes... Until now, he has not thought of a way to deal with it. If he really faced that blow, even with his life as a Blood Demon, he would not be able to survive.

That was What a despair...but a terrifying knife!

"——snort!"

Scarlet eyes swept across the fleeing resistance soldiers in front of him. The Blood Demon raised his hand, and creations of flesh and blood poured out from all directions, grabbing the bodies of several of the soldiers, sucking, tearing, and devouring them amidst their desperate wails. Until the blood mist in the sky became the final destination of those flesh and blood bodies.

(It doesn't matter... that man is already dead, absolutely dead! Even if he escapes, such a serious injury will be fatal!)

Taking a deep breath, the blood demon ignored it With the flesh and blood splattering in front of him, he strode forward.

He no longer needed to think about that man's problem. Now, he was preparing for war, an unprecedented war - even if it meant that he and the Blood Demon's royal court needed to temporarily succumb. That"regent".

(Pointless...struggle)

Looking coldly at the resistance members who were being strangled in front of him, looking at those pairs of eyes with fear, the blood demon king just felt bored.

(Look Ah, your 'compatriots' are shutting you out, just to try to block me)

Seeing the door being closed before your eyes, seeing the soldiers fleeing to the door changing from full of hope to despair, seeing With their frightened eyes and bodies slumped to the ground, the killers from Sakaz didn't even think of paying attention to them, but slaughtered them all in the blink of an eye. The creations and tentacles of flesh and blood were there. Scarlet mist filled the space and overflowed. The Blood Demon narrowed his eyes and looked at the heavy metal door in front of him. The contempt in his eyes flashed away.

With this alone, he wanted to block a Sakaz royal court. Lord - the thoughts of the Victorians are just like their ambitions, crude, clumsy and ridiculous. With a slight hook of his finger, the flesh and blood creation emerging from the void silently"squeezed" between the metal doors and could not have appeared in the first place. Among the gaps, the tightly closed door slowly deformed with a heart-wrenching sound, and a large irregular-shaped hole was opened. The blood demon king walked into it unhurriedly, and everything in sight was At this place, there were still several members of the resistance who had not had time to escape, and were staring at the deformed door in stunned silence.

"……Boring."

The blood demon doesn't need to do anything deliberately. The flesh and blood creations that constantly emerge in the space can complete the slaughtering action. But this time, he did not immediately kill the lamb in front of him, but stood there with great interest. Waiting on the ground.

He felt two auras approaching - and one of the auras made him feel familiar...and absurd.

Soon, the blood demon's waiting was rewarded.

The black-haired Felin carrying a huge chain saw He rushed over, blocking the surviving resistance soldiers behind him, and looked at the Blood Demon with vigilance. The latter's eyes were focused on the other comer. Looking at the flame-haired compatriot, the Blood Demon's eyes flickered slightly. Narrowed, eyebrows raised

"You are not the Night Snatcher...but you have the unique aura of that kind of person. Who are you?"

————Dividing line————

The black-haired Sakaz girl slowly opened her eyes and looked at the knight wearing a helmet on the side.

The knight remained silent, but the fighting spirit and murderous intent in the girl gradually increased.

"Someone came to see him... It wouldn't make sense if he didn't teach him a lesson."

"Come on Levi, let's teach that blood demon who is looking for death... a lesson."

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