I seem to be an evil god

At dusk, a dark alley on Palme d'Or Avenue.

Liu Dao was hiding in the corner wearing a windbreaker, and Long Wei was driving slightly to drive away the drunken people and idle hoodlums.

"Your Excellency Gaia, I am a subordinate of the Baroness..."

Boo!

Liu Dao slammed the speaker against the wall and pressed his chin with his palm.

"Are all Kelly's men of this quality? Just call out my name?"

Liu Dao's arm suddenly felt a huge force, and four fingers pressed against the opponent's throat like iron claws.

"Or are you doing it on purpose? Do you have a problem with me?"

Liu Dao tilted his head and smiled ferociously at his contact, who was a professional who was no more than 20 years old. The fluctuations of his internal energy were very gentle, and he was not the kind of 'quick' fighter.

The so-called quick successes refer to those professionals who practice ‘magic techniques’.

Internal strength and mental skills have appeared in this world for thousands of years, and various types have been clearly distinguished by people. It is not uncommon to cultivate dead warriors through quick methods. After these years of development, quick success methods have become commonplace. Towards the prosperous road, more than ten different directions have even been developed in different categories.

"She's not a dead soldier. It seems that Dame Kelly doesn't take this deal very seriously~"

The so-called dead warriors refer specifically to those professionals who practice quick success techniques to quickly achieve combat capabilities without regard to subsequent development. No matter what technique they practice, their external professional name is dead warriors, which is analogous to a boxer who practices boxing. Priests of the gods, etc…

These dead soldiers have different names in different places. For example, they are called wild mercenaries in the south, and they are called wild sergeants near the royal capital. They account for a large part of all professionals because they are easy to find a job and can be upgraded quickly. Criticized by legitimate professionals.

"Her Majesty the Baroness has absolutely no intention of doing this. She said it before she sent me here. You can use me as a 'dead soldier'."

Seeing the killing intent in Liu Dao's eyes getting stronger and stronger, the young man who was nailed to the wall quickly begged for mercy. Liu Dao snorted softly and relaxed the strength on his five fingers.

The young man leaning against the wall slumped down, breathing in fresh air while rubbing his purple-stained throat.

"It's also your problem not to use dead soldiers. Anyway, if our deal is exposed, the one who will be really uncomfortable is that you are not me."

Liu Dao's words made a look of humiliation flash across the young man's face. It was obviously them who provided the materials, but Liu Dao was just acting as a middleman, but in the end all the benefits went to him.

Liu Dao noticed the other party's resentment and asked with interest: "How old are you this year?"

The young man stood up holding on to the wall and looked at Liu Dao resolutely. Even though his voice became hoarse due to his throat injury, he still showed an attitude that was neither humble nor overbearing.

"18 years old, second-level mid-level warrior, Lucas O Danis, met Lord Death Hunter."

"18 years old, mid-level professional, not bad."

Liu Dao raised a smile, "A genius from somewhere else? Being sent to perform a mission with Dame Kelly, it seems that you have fully utilized your potential."

Liu Dao's relaxed attitude made Lucasio relax, and he unconsciously expressed his thoughts.

"Mr. Death Hunter, there may be problems with the materials provided by the Poseidon Church. After all, they are a cult that has existed for thousands of years. We are very worried about those corpses..."

Lukasio couldn't continue talking at this point. The dragon's power on Liu Dao's back had been aroused by him with all his strength, and the kind smile on his face turned into a sneer.

"It seems that you haven't understood the current situation, my dear genius child."

Two pairs of huge, thick wings stabbed out from Liu Dao's back, and the ferocious dragon claws pierced Lucas' two shoulders. Lucas was suddenly hit hard, and Lucas'o could not suppress a painful scream. .

"keep your voice down."

Liu Dao gently patted the opponent's cheek with his wings, forcing Lucasio to suppress his screams little by little.

"Very good, very smart. I now believe that you are indeed a genius and should be able to learn the next courses well."

Liu Dao's huge wings couldn't stretch in this narrow dark alley, and his scales scratched a layer of dirt on the wall. The black ash mixed with unknown bacteria spread on Lucasio's wounds, causing him pain. His whole body twitched.

Liu Dao was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then looked at the opponent's shoulder where three bloody holes had been stabbed.

"Did I touch your big blood vessel? That's not right. I remember that the support of my wings is not that bad. It should be very stable for you to hang on it."

As he spoke, Liu Dao controlled the wings to swing back and forth, and the claws inserted into the opponent's shoulders expanded and contracted left and right. The blood hole in the opponent's shoulder instantly spurted out another stream of blood.

"Since my wings are fine, does it mean that your ability to endure pain has become weaker?"

Liu Dao frowned and looked at the other party's distorted face, admonishing him in a serious tone:

"Enduring pain is something you must experience in life. If you can't solve such a small problem, how will you face an enemy more ferocious and terrifying than me in the future."

"I will give you a free lesson today to give you a good understanding of the levels of pain in the human body. This will be a very important asset in your career."

However, at this moment, Lucas O endured the burning pain on his shoulder and showed a ferocious smile to Liu Dao.

"Thank you for teaching me. When I return from studying in the future, I will definitely repay you."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Liu Dao's wanton smile made Lucasio's face turn pale, but he still managed to smile the same as him.

"Of course, if you can't wait, I can also notify my teacher to come over. Teacher Abraham has always been keen on competing with master-level experts."

A master teacher? Liu Dao smiled casually.

"You are threatening me, you are using your master teacher to threaten me not to kill you."

"It's your problem that you want to understand it this way." Lucas O smiled bravely, "I'm just telling you that my teacher is very interested in your teacher. By the way, I hope that we can change our topic back to trading. After all, that’s the most important thing.”

Liu Dao controlled Long Yi to pull out from the opponent's shoulder, took a step back and looked at the young man who had a strong master as his teacher.

"Young man, I don't know why you participated in this activity, and I don't know what gave you the confidence. After all, your current strength is not as good as mine, and your master teacher is not around."

Lukasio struggled to retort, but Liu Dao reached out to stop him, using an uncivilized way.

"I'm just telling you one thing now. You are about to die here. The superficial reason is because of your overestimating threats, and the deep reason is because of your weak brain."

Lukasio's expression changed instantly. He was about to pounce to one side when the dragon wings behind Liu Dao penetrated his lungs at lightning speed, and two thick claws strangled the opponent's spine. Next to the ribs, the thick muscles under the scales gradually began to exert force.

"I hope your teacher can still bring you back from hell. You are welcome to seek revenge from me at any time."