Demon Royal Family

The baby's breathing gradually weakened, but the totem showed no response. Berman's face was filled with anxiety, and the tribe members began to become restless.

Could it be that even the devil can’t be trusted?

Ivo was also a little anxious and woke up Demacia, "Old Germany, you demons are so unreliable and your office efficiency is low. You still want to be rated as a national model unit? Dream on!"

Demacia was speechless, and it took a long time before she replied: "They are worshiping my king, and I am so weak now that even a kid like you dares to be rude to me. It's weird to be useful to me."

Ivo was shocked, "What should we do?"

Demacia said: "You and I are one, and there is only one way. You contribute your life force as energy, so that I can complete this life force exchange."

"How much was the loss?"

"At least twenty years of life."

Ivo was silent, very confused, twenty years of life.

A devilish smile appeared on Demacia's face, "He has a conflict with you, waiting for his child to die, watching him wail, what a delicious pain, no one can doubt you, how perfect."

Ivo scolded without hesitation: "You must be mentally ill. Conflicts are conflicts, and babies are innocent. Our family is small in number, and every member is a family member. If you kill your family because of a little conflict, you should take medicine!" "

Demacia smiled arrogantly: "I am a devil. Your so-called emotions are all empty excuses and self-deception. If you want to save him, you have to sacrifice twenty years of your life. However, no one knows that this is your credit." , why do you still do it if you are guaranteed to lose money but not make a profit?”

Ivo said painfully: "Every new life is innocent, I..."

"You have to think clearly, others will not be grateful to you. If you save his child, he will still cause trouble for you in the future."

He desperately wanted to save the baby, but life was selfish and he hesitated and couldn't make up his mind.

After living in the tribe for ten years, every tribe member is like a family member and has established a deep emotional bond. When he came to this other world, Ivo experienced the warmth of a home in the tribe that he thought he would never have the chance to have again. Tribal feelings run deep.

However, no one would give away twenty years of life so easily. He is a kind person at heart, but he knows how to do what he can. When he is protected, he will not mind doing some good deeds, but if The price exceeds the upper limit of what he can bear, and he will rationally put away his sympathy.

Ivo gritted his teeth, fighting fiercely in his heart. On one side was the innocent baby of the tribe, and on the other was his own lifespan.

Demacia had been spying on Ivo's inner changes, and suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, twenty years of life is only a small part of your life."

Ivo was stunned, "How do you say this?"

"Every time a Mimic fuses blood, it will gain more vitality, so as the number of fusions increases, the lifespan will continue to increase. You know the Vampires, you Mimics, like the Vampires, have an almost unlimited lifespan."

Ivo was surprised and said: "Doesn't that mean that the Mimics are immortal? Then why did the ancestors fall again?"

"There are no immortal creatures in this world," Demacia's tone suddenly became a little sad: "Even the demon lords with unlimited life spans still have to face aging and death. In the history of thousands of years, the demon lords in purgatory have also faced aging and death. One after another, the old lord's power gradually weakened under the power of the long years, and he was killed by the new lord."

Even the famous dragons will experience aging and death.

"Lao De, why didn't you say anything just now?"

Demacia secretly smiled. In addition to wanting to see Ivo struggle, more importantly, he wanted to know more about Ivo's character. As a result, he was very satisfied. An emotional host is more selfish than any self-centered person. The host had much more investment value, so he felt more at ease with Ivo.

Ivo took a long breath and felt a lot more relaxed. Since twenty years of life was something he could easily make up for, he decided to save the baby.

Within the scope of his ability, and on the premise of not harming his interests, he will lend a helping hand to friends and tribesmen.

"Lao De, let's exchange."

Ivo suddenly felt that all his strength was gradually disappearing and he was getting weaker. It was as if something had taken away his life force from somewhere. The scene in front of him began to blur. Ivo barely stood still and stared curiously at some tiny details on the back of his hand. Wrinkles appeared on his hands, he shook his head and smiled: "My body is now older than my soul. What a strange change..."

Seeing the baby's breathing getting stronger and his little face turning red and cute, Ivo felt a touch of satisfaction in his heart.

A newborn is always innocent, and no one should deprive him of the right to experience life.

He would be very sad if he had the ability to help but chose to ignore it, thereby killing a newborn.

He doesn't want to be too good...but at least not too bad.

Boss Bogdo was relieved, "It's successful, a new child has been added to the tribe."

A rare smile appeared on Anthony's face.

Uncle Ying snorted, "Fortunately, I responded, otherwise I would have gone to Purgatory to ask them."

Ivo was so weak that he could barely stand. Demacia smiled mysteriously in his mind: "Boy, I'm going to give you an advantage this time."

Ivo suddenly felt energetic. His lost strength was restored instantly and kept rising. He felt that his whole body was full of energy, every muscle was actively beating, his skin became as smooth as satin again, and his eyes were radiant.

If the vitality is compared to a flame, Ivo is now the sun among a group of torches!

Ivo looked at his hands in surprise, "What's going on?"

Demacia laughed, "This is the life force exchanged by tribe members. Boy, you have made a lot of money. You have to pay twenty years of your life in exchange for more than three hundred years of life force."

The demon lord used his power to build the scale of the transaction, the Mimic gave up his lifespan, and the demon lord gave it to the baby.

Under normal transactions, Demacia can extract more than half of its life force - of course, in a deal with the devil, you have to pay more for him to enrich himself, just like an unequal contract.

But now, the energy for Demacia's construction of trading channels is entirely provided by Ivo, which means that the executor of the contract has become him, so all of Demacia's black-hearted profits belong to Ivo.

This is an exchange under the rules of the world. Whoever pays will benefit.

There are more than 180 members of the tribe, and each person has given two years of life force, only a small part of which is passed on to the baby, and the rest is taken by the black heart of Demacia, and now it is all cheaper for Ivo.

Ivo was speechless: "Three or three hundred years, I'm rotten after living for so long."

"Vitality is not only about lifespan, but also greatly increases healing ability."

Ivo felt full of energy, excited, and filled with joy: "Sure enough, good people are rewarded."

Seeing that Berman's child was out of danger, the tribe members gathered around and chatted with each other. Berman looked happy and pinched the baby's face lovingly.

Bermanhao said angrily: "Thank you everyone. Come to my house later. You can take the ice rice as you like. You're welcome."

"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you."

"There's no food left at home, so I'm counting on you." Pogdo laughed.

Ivo walked forward and looked at the sleeping baby: "Is the baby okay?"

Berman glanced at Ivo, hesitated, and said angrily: "You can ask Mok to come to my house later."

Ivo nodded, "Thank you very much."

Berman gave a nonchalant hum.

Ivo moved his shoulders and said, "Then, it's time to resolve the previous matter."

Berman frowned, not expecting Ivo to mention this matter at this time, "If I don't pursue you, what else do you want to do?"

Chat hummed: "Ivo, don't be ungrateful."

Ivo said in a calm tone: "There is no reason in this world that only you can take advantage and others can only endure it! Give the child to others to hold."

Berman didn't bother to pay attention and turned around to leave. However, Ivo grabbed Berman's clothes and refused to let him leave.

Berman glared coldly, handed the child to the village chief, turned around, looked down at Ivo, and said impatiently: "You brat, what on earth do you want to do? Go ahead and play, I don't have time to care about you."

With Berman as his backer, Chat had enough confidence and said mockingly: "Just go ahead and play."

The tribe members looked at each other, completely out of the situation, but what happened in the next moment shocked everyone.

After Berman handed the baby to someone else, Ivo suddenly struck Berman in the chest with a hammer. Berman flew backwards and broke a cold pine tree.

Chat stared blankly at his father who flew out, swallowed in horror, pointed at Ivo and trembled: "You, you, you..."

The village chief was angry: "Ivo! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Bogut was shocked: "You are deliberately hurting your fellow tribesmen and you will be expelled!"

Anthony also frowned: "That's so irrational!"

Luo Er stood behind the village chief, watching this scene with wide eyes, his face full of confusion and disbelief.

After a successful blow, Ivo hammered Harricon and said, "Let's have a fight!"

Berman stood up slowly, with anger hidden under his indifferent expression. He suddenly tore his shirt to pieces, revealing his strong body, "If you attack your own race, you will have no future!"

Berman's figure disappeared from sight, and Ivo's pupils shrank suddenly. He subconsciously blocked the war hammer in front of him, and hit it hard with a fist, the force of which was extremely shocking.

Ivo stumbled back with severe pain in his arms.

Races whose strength increases with age are undoubtedly the races with the most superior talents, such as dragons, giants, and elemental creatures, and Mimics also belong to this type of creature with extraordinary talents.

Berman's strength is definitely far superior to him. Ivo knew that he was no match before the fight.

But weakness is no excuse for compromise. If you only dare to grovel in front of the strong, let others take what you want, and don't even dare to refute, wouldn't you be a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong? Even if you know you will lose, you still have to bite off a piece of meat!

Ivo knows himself very well. He is a willful person. If he is upset, he no longer thinks about the consequences. Ivo doesn't care about right or wrong, he chooses willfulness, and I am happy that money can't buy it.

If this is irrational and immature behavior, then live a little stupider and stupider. The world does not need so many "smart people".

I would rather stand and get beaten than kneel down and beg for mercy.

In layman's terms, a person must have a urinary nature.

And the most important thing is... Ivo is unbearably lonely and wishes to be expelled and leave the tribe where life is monotonous and boring as soon as possible.

He roared loudly, his body suddenly expanded, and he transformed into a Ural White Bear. He roared angrily and slapped his palms wildly.

Berman did not dodge, but blocked the huge bear's paw with his hand. He was knocked into the snow, and the snow splashed everywhere, and the tribe members tried to avoid it.

Snow exploded all over the sky, and the roar was endless, like a dragon and a snake rising from the land!

Chat looked at the violent Ural White Bear in horror, and his trembling legs involuntarily stepped back. He never thought that Ivo, who laughed and laughed all day long, would have such a terrifying side. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, sifting through chaff. Trembling as if.

"Roar!" A roar sounded under the snow, and a pair of thick ape arms suddenly appeared, grabbed Ivo's bear head, and threw it hard. The Ural White Bear flipped rapidly in the air and broke a dozen trees with a rumble before stopping.

A dark red King Kong giant ape jumped out of the snow. This was Berman's transformation, gold level, Mountain Ape King.

The two giant beasts fought together, and the trees were knocked down by the aftermath, and the roar continued.

The white hair of the Ural White Bear was gradually dyed red with blood, but the situation was not one-sided. The surrounding tribe members were full of surprise. If I remember correctly, Ivo is only ten years old this year!

Ivo's unlimited potential has never been seen before, even in the history of the Mimics.

Bogado and Anthony took out their weapons, "Village chief, do you want to stop them?"

The village chief was about to nod, when Ivo suddenly withstood two heavy punches, threw Berman to the ground, and shouted condescendingly: "We are of the same race! We are the only ones left in the world. Family, we are facing the enemies who have cursed us to exterminate our clan! If you have any dissatisfaction, just fight it openly! Don’t be so petty and keep looking for trouble!”

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