I seem to be an evil god

At the beginning of the moonlight, in the tent at the center of the military camp, the old mage welcomed an unexpected guest, the only non-church and legend of the Demon Hunting Guild in the South, the highest commander of the Southern Legion, the spiritual dragon Kaloi.

"Master Merlin, come and drink with me."

Carroy brought a bottle of old wine and unceremoniously opened the old mage's tent, crashing in like a gust of wind.

In the tent, the old mage established contact with Liu Dao and said with a smile: "Commander of the Kaloi Army, why are you so happy to have a drink with me?"

"I'm happy. I'm naturally happy that Violet can have a new legend. Master Merlin, I'd like to ask you, do you want to settle down in Violet?"

The old mage frowned slightly. Although in Liu Dao's plan, he did want to settle in Ziluolan, he would be a little uncomfortable being asked such a straightforward question with a hint of coercion.

"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, you are drunk."

The old mage's face darkened, but Kaloi didn't care. He fell down opposite the old mage and returned to normal in an instant.

"Haha, don't pay attention to Master Merlin's drunken remarks. I'm also worried. If Rune Tower gets the news, it won't be easy for us to handle."

The old mage's face darkened, "What does this mean, legion commander? Threatening the old man?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare, I just want to play a game of chess with you."

After saying that, Kaloi took out a chessboard from his arms and placed it in front of the old mage.

There are forty-nine grids engraved on the board, and there is a deck of cards on each side. This is a relatively famous game in the different world: flip the cards, and settle down. It may be half an hour faster or an hour slower.

The old mage didn't move, and Caroly mixed the two decks, then flipped the cards and placed them randomly in the forty-nine grids.

"You cheated."

The old mage took a look, and with his legendary memory, he could clearly see that Caloy deliberately put his cards together and trapped the old mage's powerful cards among his own cards.

"Oops, I was discovered."

With a smile on his face, Kaloy remixed the card table without a care, but at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent and in the camp.

The old mage frowned and was about to stand up, but Kaloi immediately stood in front of the old mage and said with a smile: "Mr. Merlin, the game is not over yet, where do you want to go?"

The old mage looked at Caroly with a deep gaze, "Are you sure?"

"Haha, I'm not sure what's for sure. It's just that since you don't want to stay, then we can only build one ourselves."

Caroly's tone was relaxed, but her face was extremely serious.

The two looked at each other, and the old mage suddenly smiled, sat down again, picked up the scattered cards, "Okay, let's get started."

Doubts flashed in Kaloy's eyes, and his smile soon returned, "Come on, come on, let's see how good I am, the Southern Card King."

On the other side, Liu Dao terminated the communication with the old mage and was a little surprised by the message conveyed.

There was actually a military intervention behind this blood sacrifice, and the purpose was to create a legend. In the current camp, Kaloi dragged the old mage, and all the masters left, leaving only a handful of elite juniors. .

A bold guess is that maybe the evolution of Hydra is part of the plan of these people. The potion Liu Dao traded to Hydra is only a diluted version. Although the quantity is large, it is still not enough to promote the evolution of the legendary Hydra. .

Liu Dao walked out of the camp. Outside, the sound of killing had become more intense, and the smell of blood in the air was getting stronger.

The plan is very good and the arrangements are perfect, but it will be mine soon.

"Gaia, the situation is not good, the corpses in the morgue have come to life, come here quickly!"

Matthew, covered in dust, ran over staggeringly, grabbed Liu Dao and left.

"Okay, let's go!"

Liu Dao ran away quickly. At the same time, he gave an order in his mind: Everyone, wake up!

In the morgue, at the gate of the military camp, and in the academy camp, professionals opened their eyes one after another. They separated from the soil in front of them and woke up from the earth. Their breaths were as deep as the sun. Each of them was comparable to the master. Strong professional.

Among these people, there are fortune tellers with eight arms, seraphs with six wings on their backs, and ordinary professionals who look like old men but with a hint of terror.

They were once corpses in the morgue, but now they are given new life by Liu Dao and respected as his master.

These eleven elite professionals predicted by Dranes all wake up!

"Follow the master's orders and find the core of the magic circle."

The Seraph spoke, and the eight-armed soothsayer touched the crystal ball constructed with mana and said solemnly: "In this magic circle, I can only detect its five main nodes, the core, which is hidden very deep."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. As long as someone knows where the core is, I will definitely ask the master."

A professional with a forked tongue licked the dagger, with a pair of golden snake pupils in his eyes.

"Let's do it."

Seraph nodded, "Occupy five nodes, and those who block it will die."

"You guys go ahead and do it," the old-looking professional disappeared into the darkness, "over there at the morgue, I have to perform a show with the master. The juniors of the Demon Hunting Guild and the Church cannot let them destroy it. plan."

Bang! Bang!

During the spiritual contact, a strange sound suddenly came from the scene. Seraph frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"nothing."

A professional with sharp ears conveyed that at his feet, three corpses wearing college uniforms were bleeding. On their bodies, there was only a bloody hole where ears should have been.

"A few boys saw me and have already dealt with it. However, I got some interesting news from them:

There seems to be an enemy of the master in this camp. "

"Hey hey hey!"

In the mental connection, there was a strange laugh at the end, and then Chang'er disconnected the connection. Seraph's handsome face changed slightly, and the meaning of Chang'er's words made him a little awkward.

Before his resurrection, he was a helpful priest. After his resurrection, none of his companions looked like good people.

If Chang Er is allowed to act recklessly, he will inevitably cause massacres.

"Don't think too much, complete the task first."

The assassin who was buried with Seraph patted his shoulder and said, "The master's order is the most important."

Seraph lowered his expression and lowered his head without saying a word. The place where he and the assassin were buried was very close to a node. The short journey made Seraph feel at ease.

As soon as the two walked out of the tent, they met a hurried church pastor. The moment he saw Seraph, the pastor was stunned.

Poof!

The assassin's figure flashed past, his fingers penetrated the priest's throat and strangled his spine.

Seraph watched the pastor die coldly. Before his resurrection, he was also a member of the church's pastoral team.

"Let's go quickly. When we get there, there won't be such enemies."

The assassin put the priest's body down and pulled out a dagger made of bones. After the assassin let go of him, the priest's body seemed to have had all its bones removed, and it collapsed into a ball of rotten flesh.

"Let's go."

Seraph had no reaction to this, but his flaming wings dimmed a bit.

The assassin saw this and smiled a little.

Angels are God’s creations, and their structures can be easily changed. Some believe in light, while others believe in darkness.