I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao, who had been watching the show, stood up. Smith, who closed his eyes tightly and looked melancholy, breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully stepped back behind Liu Dao. His gloomy expression became relaxed in an instant.

The dead soldier looked at Liu Dao solemnly. He had previously thought that this young man was Smith's nephew, but now it seemed that the real decision-maker in the field was this silent young man.

The deerskin suit Liu Dao wore attracted the opponent's attention. The dead soldier took a closer look and determined that Liu Dao's clothes were made from exotic animals.

‘The young master of a noble family? The Smith Group, which is said to be built from scratch, also has forces behind it. ’

The Dead Soldier considered the changes brought about by Liu Dao. He could bully the Smith Group at will without any backers, but as long as the Dead Lion Club wanted to develop in the Lion City, the Smith Group, which was backed by the nobles, was not someone he could make plans for.

‘If it were more than ten years ago, I wouldn’t have cared about this kind of aristocratic young man. ’

The Dead Soldier sighed in his heart. The development of the Dead Lions Club has reached a bottleneck. If he does not find a way to seek a breakthrough, the Dead Lions Club will only be a small gang in a city.

Liu Dao looked at the dead soldier who was deep in thought. Dozens of seconds had passed since he spoke. He originally wanted to wait for the dead soldier to answer, but he didn't expect that the dead soldier would just wander away.

"Ahem."

Liu Dao coughed twice and wanted to speak but found that he had nothing to say. Smith sacrificed the guards to complete the task of delaying time. The Earthly Dragon had already set up a fence around the perimeter. More than 300 people in the manor had become turtles in the jar. All they needed was to Beware of the other party jumping over the wall in a hurry.

"I don't know what you call your Excellency? Since the Smith Group is your power, I won't talk nonsense to you. Seven of my men died today. Do I have to pay a price?"

"No, I don't have to."

The dead soldier frowned. With so much confidence, could the other party be one of the eight nobles?

"Young Master, I hope you will think it over carefully. Although the Dead Lion Club is not a big force, it is not something you can just dismiss."

"No, you are just scum."

The dead soldier's face darkened, and nearly a hundred strong men behind him all unleashed their momentum. The pressure of these professionals became one, and everyone felt as if they were on the battlefield where the two armies were handing over, smelling the pungent smell of blood.

"I hope you can think about it again. We don't want much, just 100,000 gold coins. Just pretend that nothing happened today."

"No, not a single gold coin."

Liu Dao's successive denials made the group of desperadoes furious. The sound of blades being unsheathed was heard one after another in the field. The dead soldiers stared at Liu Dao with a gloomy face, barely restraining their anger, and asked the last sentence.

"I wonder what your last name is? This way I can send someone to notify you tomorrow."

The meaning of the dead soldier's words was already obvious. The desperadoes behind him all burst into hearty laughter, preparing to watch the aristocratic boy panic and pee.

Liu Dao was so bored that he yawned and sat on the chair again. Regardless of the threat of the dead soldiers, he directly asked the question he wanted to know most:

"This place is protected by a master-level strongman. How can you have the courage to attack Smith Manor?"

"Hahaha", the dead soldier looked up to the sky and roared, a breathtaking momentum burst out from his body, the strong men behind him stepped forward together, the momentum of the two blended with each other, and a strange change occurred, a lion A shadow like a ghost flashed through the air and disappeared into the back of the dead soldier.

After receiving the lion's shadow, the dead soldier's aura, which had already reached the elite level, increased again. An aura that made everyone tremble bloomed from his body, just like a herbivore meeting a carnivore. The level of the two It’s no longer on the same level.

"It's just a master level with military soul bonus. The strength of this kind of pseudo-master is at the bottom of the master level, and it may disappear at any time due to external factors."

Vivian's explanation made the excited dead soldier look angry. At this time, a ring of long brown hair had grown on his body. The close-fitting black shirt was torn by the bulging muscles, and his almost naked body was exposed without any scruples. In the moonlight.

"I am the master, boy. Don't think about Vivian being your backer. Don't say that she is not here, even if she is here she is not my opponent."

Liu Dao chuckled when he heard this, and Vivian, who was standing next to him, showed a murderous look in his eyes. Before the dead soldier could react, four thick tentacles had already penetrated his limbs.

"First of all, sir, let me introduce to you. This is my wife, the master-level powerhouse Vivian."

Smith introduced with a smile on the side that the resurrected Vivian was slightly different from her original appearance, and she always wore a concealing mask to the outside world.

"What! Impossible!"

The shocked dead soldier relaxed his struggle for a moment and just murmured: "That person clearly said that Vivian has been transferred, how could he be here?"

Liu Dao frowned when he heard this. At this time, the strong men behind the dead soldiers had rushed up. Seeing the opponent's fearless momentum, Liu Dao retreated silently and gave up pursuing the 'that person' mentioned by the dead soldiers.

The dead soldier who woke up struggled wildly, and the strong men behind him attacked the four tentacles together, with blades, flames, lightning, and ice all attacking. Unfortunately, the damage to the master-level tentacles was minimal.

Seeing that these beginners could not help much, the trapped dead soldiers quickly gave orders. In addition to leaving the Blade Team for defense, the Flame Team, Ice Team, and Lightning Team all attacked Liu Dao.

Since the opponent has a master-level Vivian, the only way to win is to control this noble young man and make the opponent throw a rat weapon into his trap.

The team of more than twenty soldiers was in uniform. From mobilizing inner breath, dancing gestures, releasing runes to activating the final spell, everyone's movements were as if they were made by one person. These scattered spells were carried out by a group of people. This unknown force twisted together, actually allowed more than twenty professionals to exert an aura that was close to elite level.

Fighting techniques in the army...Seeing this magical sight that was completely unreasonable, Liu Dao became even more wary of the major forces. After thousands of years of circulation and development, even if there were formations that could allow beginners to defeat legends, , Liu Dao didn’t even think it was strange.

But unfortunately, the soldiers of the Dead Lion Society encountered Liu Dao. The Earthly Dragon lurking underground had an idea, and a tall stone wall rose from the ground, and a three-series spell with a third level of power was hit on it. In addition to explosives, Getting out of a small pit has no effect.

Seeing this, the pupils of the dead soldiers who were still struggling to free themselves from the tentacles shrank, and they immediately shouted loudly to the charging club members. The deafening sound of retreat resounded throughout the manor. The still charging club members looked confused and did not understand why the leader was retreating. A sudden order to escape was given.

Did you notice it? Unfortunately it's too late.

Liu Dao, who was hiding behind Vivian, smiled and silently ordered Di Xinglong in his heart.

"The plan to catch the turtle in the urn begins, activate the formation, and enter the sea of ​​death sand."