I seem to be an evil god

On the airship, Liu Dao and the old mage leaned on the railing, overlooking the clouds below.

"I didn't expect that you are also a cunning person. What kind of bread did you give Rex? How come that boy forgot all the important things?"

Liu Dao looked at the old mage. The old mage smiled slightly and retorted: "Don't blame me either. The bread handed out from your hand also has some ingredients, right?"

"hey-hey."

"hey-hey."

Under the airship tower, Rex looked at the airship far away, his eyes trembling.

He spoke with some difficulty, as if there was thick phlegm in his throat.

"President, are we just going to let them go?"

Beside Rex, the president of the local Demon Hunting Guild stared at the sky with no emotion in his tone.

"We have no evidence. A master who stands by and does nothing is not worth it."

The president didn't say it wasn't worth it, and Rex didn't ask. They each had a steelyard in their hearts, and the weight of the weight determined their code of conduct.

'Well! ~’

There were cries in the distance. Rex looked over and saw a group of family members of the fallen crying.

"I was wrong."

Rex said in a nonchalant manner, and the president glanced at the crying team and turned away.

"There's always some sadness that you can't get around, you just get used to it."

Rex hammered hard, causing a roar and tearing up the lawn.

"I don't want to get used to it!"

"Then become stronger. When you are strong, you won't be sad."

Rex laughed miserably and staggered away, walking on the road strewn with sadness, his head throbbing.

‘I seem to have forgotten something! ’

Rex groaned in pain. A scene flashed in his mind. It was the old mage handing him a piece of bread with a smile. Liu Dao took it in the process. Rex was still surprised at the time.

etc!

Rex was suddenly startled. Why should he be surprised?

Um!

There was another sharp pain, and Rex squatted down holding his head. The president from a distance saw that he was uncomfortable and ran over quickly.

"Rex! Rex! Relax, don't think about those things!"

The president shouted loudly. Rex's performance gave him some bad premonitions. He felt pain even though there was no wound. This was not good news.

"Relax, relax!"

In Rex's mind, the president's voice seemed far away, and he could only hear it intermittently. He couldn't help but think about what he had remembered. Even though the president and his intuition were calling the police, he just wanted to remember what he had forgotten. .

Why are you surprised? Why are you surprised?

On the airship, Liu Dao opened his eyes in surprise. The old mage saw something was wrong and cast a doubtful look.

"Our kids are very determined."

The old mage was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and sensed it, and said in surprise: "He actually wants to break the seal!"

"Tsk, old mage, you are not good at this level."

Liu Dao stared at the old mage helplessly. The old mage smiled awkwardly, leaving Liu Dao speechless.

"Fortunately, I left some tricks up my sleeve."

oh?

The old mage looked interested, "What kind of back-up plan?"

The corners of Liu Dao's mouth curved upward, and his lips pursed into a thin slit, "Secret."

Under the Flying Sky Tower, the president looked at Rex who couldn't stop shaking, and pursed his lips tightly.

For professionals, sudden pain must have a reason. It is either a hidden injury to the body or an error in the operation of the technique. Unreasonable pain must not occur. There is only one explanation for that:

It's getting out of hand.

The president slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and looked at Rex with a look that showed not only concern and sadness, but also a new sense of caution.

"President, the losses have been calculated!"

A demon hunter who looked like a secretary ran over to report. The president's expression changed and he immediately shouted at the demon hunter who ran over:

"Let's go!"

The demon hunter was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, Rex, who had been squatting in pain, appeared in front of him, his eyes seemed to be red with sadness.

"How many people died?"

"ah?"

"I asked you how many people died!"

Amidst Rex's roar, the Demon Hunter trembled and reported a statistic, a statistic that was enough to make Rex burst into tears.

Rex lowered his head and stood motionless. The president whispered to the demon hunter to leave quickly. After the secretary who had entered by mistake left, the president looked at Rex.

"Look broadly, as long as there is a war, damage is inevitable."

Rex, who was immersed in the silence, suddenly looked up. The president, who was holding the sword in his backhand, saw tears on his face, saw the wanton runny nose, and also saw his eyes that seemed to have been soaked in salt.

broken!

The president only had time to scream something bad. The next second, Rex said his last complete words:

"I remembered, he is"

Bang!

Bones and flesh exploded, and Rex was like a punctured balloon in slow motion. The energy from his body peeled off his skin inch by inch, and the flesh and blood fascia was torn apart bit by bit by the huge force. The broken fascia It whizzed and bounced on the meat, and blood sprayed out.

The president's vision was covered by blood red. When he wiped the blood from his eyes, he saw a giant made of flesh and blood.

The muscles were tied to the bones like rubber bands. Under the dark red blood stains, the bones were composed of pieces of mechanical gears. The blood was the oil and the machinery was the rods, pushing the giant to roar.

"I remembered!"

On the airship, listening to the distorted sound in the distance, the old mage stared at Liu Dao with a strange expression.

"What did you feed that kid? Why does it sound so weird?"

Liu Dao raised his left arm, his biceps bulging slightly.

"I prepared a training potion for myself, I guess I'm full."

The old mage's face was slightly cold. Feeding the legendary level cultivation potion to a professional was equivalent to letting a bird drink up the ocean. It was a miracle that he was not directly strangled to death.

Below, Rex, who had transformed into a mechanical giant, had lost his mind. The president looked up at his tall body, and for the first time there was a little anger on his cold face.

"President, we are here to support you!"

In the distance, a secretary-looking demon hunter came running with a group of colleagues. The mechanical giant could be seen clearly in their eyes. The president's expression changed slightly and he sighed secretly.

"Rex is out of control!"

The demon hunters who came to support quickly analyzed the situation. Everyone's expressions were different. The president of the Demon Hunter Guild narrowed his eyes, not wanting to see the mixed reactions on these people's faces.

Losing control is a big thing, it's a big thing for professionals, and it's even bigger for witchers.

bass!

With the blade unsheathed, the president did not give others any time to think, and directly unfolded the mechanical giant into several sections. Perhaps the thick muscles and metal bones were a big trouble for other professionals, but in the case of the Demon Hunter Guild President In his hand, there was just a knife.

"Collect his body."

The president has no reason to continue reading. The Demon Hunter Guild has its own way of dealing with the corpses of out-of-control professionals.

This method is a recognized rule. The president does not want to violate it, but he also does not want to see it.

"Go quietly, Rex, and I will bury your ashes."

The president of the Demon Hunting Guild said so, with thunder made of anger dancing in his eyes.

On the airship, Liu Dao regretfully looked away and walked down the bridge.

"Let's go, there's no more fun to see."

The old mage put down his wine glass and turned to follow Liu Dao. In front of them, two waiters who had been waiting for a long time stood in the lee of the cabin, looking with reverence at the two people walking around casually in the strong wind.

"You two, please come with me. The captain has been waiting for a long time."