I seem to be an evil god

Jela, covered in blood, stood up from the fish. Most of the vines behind her were broken into pieces.

A layer of broken bark peeled off his body, followed by another layer of broken bark.

The three emerald green runes in Jela's hand dimmed and she put them away.

‘Rune, damn it! It seems that except for the initial wave, the fish behind it did no harm to it. ’ Liu Dao looked anxious, and now he didn’t have any trump cards in his hand.

"You hand-picking rat!"

Jela shook off the broken flesh and blood on his body, "I will cut you into pieces!"

Liu Dao turned around and ran away, and the few remaining fog armors stepped forward to stop Jela. Seeing that the situation was not good, Smith followed Liu Dao's footsteps.

"Do you have any backup plan? Is your teacher here? Are there any secret runes?" Smith still regarded Liu Dao as the inheritor of the hidden school, and placed all his hopes on him at this moment.

Liu Dao, who was running, said nothing. What Smith said had nothing to do with him, so he could only remain silent at this moment.

"The sound of the fighting just now has been heard. The people from the Demon Hunter Guild are expected to arrive soon. Let's hide in the main room for a while."

With a calm voice, Liu Dao took the lead in opening the door on one side and rushed in. Smith was not far behind, but what he was thinking about was going to the back door to find people from the Joy Sect. He might still survive in the hands of the church.

There are many rooms in Peak Valley Manor, and there are many places where people can hide.

Smith took Liu Dao and hid in a secret passage.

The two of them held their breath and listened to the fighting outside. As the last sound fell, the manor returned to calm.

Liu Dao and Smith leaned against the wall, waiting for their fate to judge them.

"Jera is just a new elite. He shouldn't be able to use large-scale scanning or other means." Smith comforted himself in a low voice in the darkness.

‘Hiding here, whether you can be found depends on luck, the danger is too great. ’ Liu Dao’s mind raced, looking for any power that could change his destiny.

"Where are your two horses?" Liu Dao thought of the two horses with horns on their heads.

"It's on the other side of the house, probably still in the stables. What's the use of looking for them?" Smith responded quickly.

At this time, slight footsteps came from the dark room, and you listened carefully to the sound of liquid dripping onto the floor.

"Smith~ Where are you? Smith." Jela's faint voice came, and fear gripped Smith's heart like a big hand.

Liu Dao swallowed, and without saying a word, he picked up Smith and started running away.

Jera's footsteps behind them also began to sound violent, and the distorted laughter kept coming: "Little mouse, run quickly!"

In the middle of the corridor spanning the entire house, Liu Dao and Smith saw the battlefield where Jela and Deacon of Desire fought.

The pitted walls and broken furniture showed them the battle that had just occurred here.

A thorn flower nearly as tall as a man is still rooted here. The branches, leaves and petals are somewhat broken, and the roots below have been buried in the ruins of masonry.

Seeing this strange flower, Liu Dao and Smith kept walking. This weird plant that is not controlled by the witch will not attack automatically at all.

Just when Liu Dao and Smith were about to cross the battlefield, a nightmarish figure appeared on the other side of them.

"Huahua, kill two mice." Jela's voice came from behind Liu Dao and Smith.

Under her control, the remaining petals of the thorn flower closed up, and a sharp wooden thorn pierced Liu Dao.

In a flash of lightning, Liu Dao jumped to the left, smashed the glass on the window, and rolled into the courtyard.

In the moonlight, the stables not far from him were dimly visible in the dark night.

Liu Dao ran towards the stables, and Smith continued to run along the corridor. Jela stood there and hesitated for a while, but still chased after Smith.

Seeing this situation, Liu Dao breathed a sigh of relief. When I ran to the stables, the two batches of professional-level exotic horses I saw last time were sleeping quietly.

Liu Dao ducked under the horse's belly, took out a small bottle of blood from his windbreaker and poured it into the horse's mouth.

This sudden movement woke up the sleeping mutant horse, and a long neighing sound awakened the other mutant horse.

The other mutant horse that was already awake would not let Liu Dao do anything. Although Liu Dao caught the horse's head in time, the professional-level mutant horse struggled and Liu Dao couldn't suppress it at all.

At this time, Smith also ran out on the other side. Although Jela was an elite witch, she had just experienced two battles and was seriously injured, which gave Smith an opportunity.

After seeing his arrival, Liu Dao no longer cared about the other mutant horse. He hurriedly put away the blood bottle and directed the mutated mutant horse to charge towards Jela.

After Smith came over, he didn't care about the exotic horse whose appearance had been greatly changed. He pulled Liu Dao and got on the other horse.

After getting on the horse, Smith lay down and hugged the horse's neck, while Liu Dao waved his hand from behind and hit the horse's butt.

The exotic horse was in pain and ran quickly. Only then did Liu Dao have time to turn around and look at the other exotic horse that he had modified.

Smith spent a lot of money to buy the exotic horse, which is very strong. After being transformed by Liu Dao's blood, the muscles all over his body swelled and rushed towards Jela like a chariot.

The vines controlled by Jera were of different lengths, and the longest one swept across in front of him, intending to break the horse's legs and curb the momentum of the charge.

The vines that had been invincible against the Mist Armor were crushed before a pair of thick horse hooves. The muscular horse just stepped on it with both hooves, and the vines controlled by Jera were trampled to the ground and could not move.

The momentum of the muscle horse's charge was still advancing. When it approached Jela, it used its hind hooves to leap high.

The single horn on the top of the head that was originally as short as a finger has now turned into three ferocious killing weapons that are half a meter long and as thick as an arm.

Seeing the three giant horns coming towards her, the vines behind Jera wrapped around her thin arms one by one.

The two vine-green arms between the electric light and flintstones pressed hard towards the middle, and Jela shouted with a ferocious look: "Go to hell!"

The vines behind her gave her immense strength. The moment she put her hands together, she crushed the horse's head, which had the least muscles.

The three ferocious giant horns on the head of the muscular horse remained unabated. One of them passed over Jela's right shoulder, and a blood groove appeared from the wound.

One was inserted directly into Jela's left arm. It was blocked by the remaining wooden armor and failed to penetrate the slender left arm.

The largest and most deadly horn was inserted directly into Jela's chest, and a bloody hole appeared from Jela's back.

"Ah~!!!!!" Jela pulled out the giant horn from the wound with a ferocious expression, blocking the blood hole on his chest with one hand, and his resentful chants could be heard far away in the darkness.

Liu Dao, who was on horseback, breathed a sigh of relief and said to Smith: "The crazy woman is injured and is being treated. She shouldn't be able to catch up in a short time."

Smith did not relax. The situation was still tense. He asked Liu Dao: "Where are we going now?"

He had completely surrendered to Liu Dao's endless methods and no longer had any thoughts of seeking refuge in the Church of Joy.

Liu Dao frowned and thought, and asked Smith: "Are there any powerful or large numbers of creatures in the manor?"

Smith was stunned when he heard this. He recalled that he had just seen the muscular giant horse in a hurry, and he had some guesses about Liu Dao's methods, but he looked embarrassed at this time.

"All the extraordinary resources in my hand have been invested in the two Yeniyez brothers. These two horses were originally prepared for them."

"Then why did you send them out?" Liu Dao asked Smith in a deep voice.

Smith also looked confused at this moment. With his shrewd mind, he should not have made such a stupid mistake.

It was Jera's voice coming from afar: "Does the vegetable soup every night taste good? Dear Mr. Smith."

Smith had a look of realization on his face, "Let me just say, I am so smart, it turns out I was poisoned."

Liu Dao turned around and looked at Jela's figure in despair. The elite level was indeed the first step towards becoming a non-human being and becoming a monster.

The exotic horses carrying Liu Dao and Smith were running around in the manor, and Liu Dao was suddenly startled by a house that flashed across the corner of his eye.

He reached out and patted Smith on the back: "Turn the horse's head around and go to the coffin!"

Smith was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Liu Dao with an indescribable feeling.

‘An undead summoner is looking for my wife’s body. ’ Smith clenched his jaw, and he could already predict what would happen next.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, adjusted his direction, and came to the morgue room.

Liu Dao and Smith dismounted and went straight to the gorgeous and huge coffin. At this time, Jera, who had healed himself, also blocked them in the room.

"There's something wrong with your brains. Why didn't you run away after grabbing the horse?" Jela, who was confident of winning, looked confused at this time.

Liu Dao and Smith were facing Jela, leaning against the huge coffin behind them.

"Before I die, I have a wish." Smith looked solemn at this moment.

Liu Dao slowly pushed open the lid of the coffin, and Smith was stalling for him.

"How did you die? My dear." A sick smile appeared on Jela's face.

"I want to die with my wife." Smith's tone was very calm and his expression was very serious.

Liu Daozheng was scratching his wrist fiercely on the corners of the coffin. His beginner-level physique had greatly enhanced the defensive ability of his skin.

"Madam, your wife is only me!" Jela looked strong.

"Did Vivian die because of me?" Smith looked sad.

"I slept in the same room with her that day, and if it hadn't been for me, she wouldn't have died at all."

Liu Dao finally cut his wrist at the corner of the coffin. He slowly stretched his hand into the coffin, and drop after drop of blood fell on Mrs. Smith's sleeping body.

Seeing Smith's sad expression, Jela couldn't help but smile rippling on her face.

This is when Liu Dao suddenly pushed Smith and roared loudly: "Run!"