I seem to be an evil god

Yo, look what I found? A lonely female rabbit. The winged rabbit ‘Tusk’ jumped excitedly, its legs moving forward quickly.

Since the big change half a month ago, Longtooth has not carried out primitive reproduction movements for a long time.

Under the leadership of the Rabbit King, their nest of rabbits dug up from the ground and absorbed the divine blood before the great battle began. After that, they fought successively and became the dominant race in the forest with an absolute numerical advantage.

There was originally more food, a larger territory, and more frequent exchanges between tribesmen. Everything was developing in a good direction.

However, a shocking news spread among the rabbits - the female rabbit no longer wanted to have babies.

At first, Changya firmly believed that the Rabbit King would bring things right. After all, the Rabbit King himself had the greatest mating rights.

Then Changya learned in despair that the Rabbit King actually compromised with the female rabbit.

All the female rabbits unite! They reject all harassment from male rabbits, and the poor Comrade Longtusk has not smelled fishy smell for a long time.

Today, the winged rabbit Longtooth is about to take a big step in the history of the rabbit clan - to rebel against the order that the Rabbit King has issued.

Longtooth jumped out of the grass excitedly. His new wings were strong and powerful, with bulging muscles hidden under the down. Its sharp teeth were among the best among the rabbits.

The closer you are to the female rabbit, the more timid the tusks are. If you are far away, you can't see clearly. When you are closer, you can see the surprising gap.

The female rabbit that was targeted by Chang Ya turned out to be much taller than himself. Just with her back turned to her, the powerful aura made Chang Ya tremble in fear.

After Chang Ya approached, a pair of glowing red eyes immediately turned to look at him. Under the familiar three-petal mouth, there were not normal door-shaped teeth, but two sharp tiger teeth.

The tiger-toothed lady glanced at Changya, turned her head and pierced her teeth into Changya's neck.

Longtusk, who was in severe pain, flapped its wings vigorously, but a pair of larger and thicker wings pierced its weak abdomen like a steel fork.

At the last moment of his life, the unconscious Longtooth saw clearly what was behind the female rabbit - the body of another winged rabbit.

Liu Dao came out from behind the tree. He had been waiting for rabbits here for a long time. He made a cut with a knife and two drops of blood fell on the winged rabbit that was not dead yet.

The ability of blood transformation is still powerful, and two brand-new winged tiger-tooth rabbits belong to Liu Dao.

After absorbing the divine blood, Winged Rabbit already has the strength of an entry-level professional. After Liu Dao's blood transformation, his strength and agility are close to the peak of a professional, with a full 34 points, and his physical constitution has also broken into 30.

With the help of three winged tigers and rabbits with the strength of senior professionals, Liu Dao's seduction trap became more efficient.

From the first to the third, it took Liu Dao half a day.

When Liu Dao returned to the Demon Hunter camp at dusk, there were already more than a dozen blood spots in his left eye.

The witcher camp was quiet, and the witchers who spent a day killing in the forest were silent.

From several larger tents, strange smells could be heard from time to time. It should be that the alchemy department was trying to make potions.

Liu Dao wandered around the camp several times, but could not find Boixue. The demon hunters in the camp still had a lukewarm attitude toward him.

The spread of the title "Death Stalker" has brought him respect for his strength, but it will not change the fact that others have a bad impression of him.

Liu Dao, who was out on a mission for the first time, was inexperienced. Although he had brought enough dry food and fresh water, he did not prepare the necessary tent for the night. It was only when he walked around the camp for the second time that Liu Dao discovered this tragic situation.

As the night approached, Liu Dao leaned against the tree trunk with a dark face.

At this moment, he discovered a surprising fact. He had no acquaintance in the Demon Hunter Guild of Nuoda.

Diesel, who had dealt with him in the past, had made enough contributions to practice the skills he had exchanged in the city.

During this mission, he didn't even have anyone to talk to.

After taking off his blindfold and ordering the rabbits to be on guard, Liu Dao pulled out a long knife and stuck it on the ground, slowly sat down against the tree trunk, and prepared to make do with it all night.

After about 30 minutes, the moonlight rose from the sky, the demon hunting camp became quiet, and Liu Dao was also in a daze, about to fall asleep.

In the darkness, Liu Dao slowly opened his eyes, and a hunchbacked demon hunter appeared in front of him.

"Hey, Mr. Gaia, my name is Tucci, and I'm currently staying in the same guild as you."

Liu Dao had a little impression of Mouse Tucci. As a black marketeer, he was caught during a raid by the Demon Hunting Guild.

After some education, he decisively surrendered and joined the Demon Hunter Guild.

The reason Liu Dao knew about him was simple. Before his title of Death Hunter was spread, he and Tucci were both on the list of the ten least popular people in the guild.

"I see that you don't have a tent. Are you interested in coming to the humble house?" Tu Qi's eyes were shining. Although his back was stooped, he was agile and reached Liu Dao in just a few breaths.

A pungent smell came, Liu Dao frowned, covered his mouth and nose, took a few steps back, pulled out the long knife on the ground and blocked it in front.

"I'm fine staying here, don't mess with me."

"Oh," Tu Qi still wanted to take a few steps forward to get close, but Liu Dao immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed at Tu Qi.

"I said, don't mess with me."

A flash of disappointment flashed through Tucci's tiny eyes, "Then I won't bother you, Mr. Deathstalker."

Seeing the sound of Tucci leaving, Liu Dao snorted coldly.

System identification showed that Tuqi was a professional plague bringer, and judging from his name alone, he was an expert in using poison.

When Tuqi approached him just now, he smelled the pungent smell. Most people would think it was the body odor caused by not taking a shower all year round. Liu Dao, who saw through the truth, understood that it was probably poison.

Twitch, what do you want to do to me?

Liu Dao thought for a while, but without any clue, he thrust the knife into the ground and fell asleep leaning on it.

In the early morning of the second day, Liu Dao was awakened by a loud noise.

"Oh my god, what an elite beast."

"Where? Where? Let me go in and have a look."

"Stop pushing, who! Who stepped on my foot?"

"Let me go in and take a look. I haven't seen an elite-level alien species yet."

"Don't touch me, mom. If anyone pushes forward, I'll beat the shit out of you!"

Liu Dao used his knife to borrow strength from the tree trunk, and climbed to the branch with a few leaps. Surrounded by the crowd, President Nazha carried the body of a giant bear mutant and showed it to the surroundings.

Although it is said to be an elite-level alien species, it looks no different from an ordinary giant bear in appearance. Liu Dao slid down the tree trunk.

He whispered casually: "Elite-level giant bear."

"What! You also want an elite corpse!" A harsh noise came from behind Liu Dao, which was the boiling blood that had not been seen in a day.

"You can also get President Gaia's prey!" Fisher was still shouting loudly, and the demon hunters around him looked at Liu Dao wrongly.

Fisher's few words aroused public outrage. After all, no one wants their hard-earned prey to be taken away by someone with a few casual contributions.

When someone spoke, someone else started talking to him, and the news that Liu Dao wanted an elite corpse soon spread throughout the camp.

Although he knew it was useless, Liu Dao still tried to explain, but his explanation was feeble in the midst of the crowd.

The consequences of a poor social status are actually terrifying.

Liu Dao felt the suffering that thousands of people pointed out and made a rather difficult decision.

"Reputation is a drag on the weak. The strong only speak with facts."