I seem to be an evil god

The noble young man's fist was casually grabbed by a tourist. There were barbs on the other's rough palm, and several cuts were quickly made on the little noble's arm.

"court death!"

The aristocratic young man shouted loudly, and fearlessly waved his fist. The light white inner energy attached to his fist increased the speed and power of his punch a lot.

But anger is obviously not conducive to the development of strength. The force of this punch is not even as strong as the previous one. The 'tourist' standing in front of the noble stretched out his arm lightly and knocked him aside with a casual slap.

After the initial panic, coupled with the scene of the old man in white leaving in a hurry, the leading noble girl gradually calmed down and took a step forward to leave the protective circle created for her by several young nobles.

"Dear Mr. Owner, I think we can talk."

Liu Dao's entire attention was focused on a dozen different sculptures at this time, but he still turned his head when he heard the noble girl's greeting.

"Talk about it? Talk about how you guys insulted me? Talk about what price you are prepared to pay for it?"

insult.

These two words stung the hearts of noble girls. Usually these two words were often used by them as a reason to get angry, but unexpectedly they were used against them at this moment.

"Sir, why are you joking with us? As an extraordinary master, you should be interacting with our parents, not us."

The aristocratic girl Shi Shiran saluted, her movements were standard and impeccable, and her brows were filled with the respect of a junior seeing a senior, which was completely opposite to the weird image just now.

"You are a strong man whose reputation is resounding throughout the city. We are just actors on the stage. It is our honor to participate in your game, but we will not forget our identity."

While speaking, the girl looked straight at Liu Dao with her ethereal eyes. She gently picked up the corners of her skirt with her fingers and put it down again. Her white arms were stretched tightly on her back, making her look like a timid deer.

"I apologize for our rudeness, I'm sorry, respected strong man."

After speaking, the noble girl bowed directly to the end. Such a large bow represented the highest degree of supplication in aristocratic etiquette, and it also had the meaning of a servant's loyalty to his master.

The two images of an aristocratic lady with thorough etiquette and a timid little girl changed in her body. Her temperament was sometimes shy and sometimes capable. This series of actions by the other party made Liu Dao shake his head and chuckle, and his cold and stern face softened.

"I have to say that you are indeed worthy of the title of noble."

Liu Dao clapped gently, and a blush appeared on the noble girl's face. Seeing the slightly triumphant and satisfied expression of the other party, Liu Dao shook his head slightly in his heart.

But as a young girl who is just starting out, as a senior in the entertainment industry, I want to give you a piece of advice. When it comes to temperament, it is enough to perform one role and perform it well.

Just when Liu Dao was about to order several nobles to be taken into custody, the noble boy who was entangled with the 'tourists' in the distance suddenly broke out.

His outburst came without warning, but it was explainable.

The name of the noble girl is Adeline Weida. Her father is a member of the Lion City Council. He is in charge of the Lion City's thermal energy department and is the main target of the rune merchants and coal mine owners.

As for the young man who was restrained by the 'tourist', his uncle was a flame rune maker and his father was one of the three major coal merchants in Lion City.

Now that he has entered this social circle, the aristocratic boy's goal has always been Adeline Weida. On weekdays, he tried all his means and racked his brains, but could not get a smiling aristocratic girl. At this moment, he looked humble in front of Liu Dao. A slave.

How could this situation prevent the young man from getting angry?

"You all deserve to die!"

The aristocratic boy said this through gritted teeth. As his anger surged, he actually broke free from the tourist's grip. Liu Dao's brows narrowed when he saw this, and he suddenly felt the long-lost hunger.

White light floated on the aristocratic young man. His five fingers were like hooks, and his nails became sharp and long. The clothes on his back were torn apart by himself, and then a pair of huge wings rose up.

The cylindrical frame has brown feathers drawn out. After the wings are fully unfolded, they are folded from the middle, forming an 'M' shape on the back. It looks like it is wearing a strange feather coat.

"I feel the call of the wind."

The aristocratic young man murmured softly, and then he grabbed hard with his five-clawed palm, easily making three bloody holes in the 'tourist''s arm.

The demon hunter who has undergone blood modification has a cold face and an attitude as cold and ruthless as a robot. The three blood holes may make normal people fold their arms and cry. In their eyes, it is just a moderate injury that needs to be dealt with.

However, the muscles in his arms were trembling unconsciously. These three blood holes pierced blood vessels and cut tendons. As soon as the Poseidon Guard let go of his arms, the aristocratic boy with wings broke free.

His figure disappeared in the air, leaving only an afterimage on the spot, with its wings fluttering and a very cold expression on its face.

Whoosh.

A brown feather fell from the air, and the aristocratic girl who bowed to Liu Dao felt her body drifting, and in the blink of an eye she had landed on the other side of the sculpture gallery.

Although behind her was the hole dug by the old man in white, the body of the noble girl was trembling with fear.

Her fear did not affect the flying wing young man's mood. He stood in front of the noble girl with an excited face and comforted her in a low voice:

"Adeline, run away through the back door, I'll buy you time!"

"you!"

Adeline was so angry that he couldn't speak. She thought that her words and charm had worked, and she had successfully calmed Liu Dao's emotions and allowed the strong man to let her live.

The young man's actions at this moment completely disrupted her plan. Even if Liu Dao was a kind-hearted elder, he would no longer tolerate their repeated provocations.

Liu Dao was looking at the young man with a smile. From the moment the young man grew wings, his body was filled with uncontrollable hunger.

This feeling has appeared for the fourth time. The first time it was Smith's wood elf blood that triggered this feeling of hunger, but since he absorbed the dragon egg, Smith has gone from a plate of delicious delicacies to a delicious one. Dispensable tasteless.

This weird hunger seemed to be picky about food. Dragon eggs and poisonous bloodline made his horizons widen. Later, Liu Dao also met many demon hunters with bloodline, but he never felt strong hunger again. feel.

Enduring the burning in his stomach due to hunger, Liu Dao stood up from the mermaid throne. A sculpture next to him shattered with an echo. Soon, a long knife still stained with stone powder was handed to his hand.

Liu Dao took the long knife and pointed the tip of the knife at the noble young man.

"Brave young man, let us have a fair and just duel. If you win, you can leave. If you fail, just wait for your fathers to come to me."

"How's it going? Do you want to try it?"