I seem to be an evil god

"Everyone, be careful of poison gas!"

Brandon jumped and slashed with the knife, and the flames left an arc in the air. Seeing that the poisonous gas was seen through, the old man stopped pretending and raised his hand to spray out two green fan-shaped poisonous gases. Brandon was enveloped by the poisonous gas and immediately felt dizziness.

The moment he stopped, the old man had already disappeared and went straight to the tired Lux.

In mid-air, Brandon turned around and swung his sword, and a wave of fire flew out from the tip of his sword, quickly catching up with the old man.

hehe!

The old man rolled forward and shot a stream of poisonous gas with his backhand. The flames combined with the poisonous gas, causing a violent explosion. However, after the explosion, the fire wave attacking the old man was also offset.

Rolling and jumping, the old man's fingers were pure black, deadly poison was poured into the fingertips, and his two palms were like butterflies piercing flowers, attacking Lux.

Brilliant barrier!

Lux waved her staff, and a barrier with yellow light appeared. The old man did not stop, and his fingers touched the barrier. The light energy was directly corroded by toxins and ignited black smoke. Lux, who was already poisoned, smelled it and immediately lost his limbs. Sour and soft.

The old man was about to take action, but Brandon had already arrived behind him. The flames on the Yan Demon Sword had changed from blue to pure white, and half of Brandon's body was wrapped in this pure white flame.

Yama kills!

Eight flaming sword energy flew out in the shape of flowers, and there were pure white fire waves up, down, left, and right. The old man had no way to dodge, and rushed directly towards Lacus, breaking the barrier with poison, and rolled forward with Lacus. Behind him, eight rays of fire After the wave stopped ten meters, Brandon raised his sword again and rushed towards the old man.

However, the next moment, he had to stop.

"do not move."

The old man's pure black nails were pierced between Lux's neck, and a single touch could inject poison into her body.

"Let go of the saint!"

The priests were all anxious, but it was too late. The poisonous gas released by the old man had been mixed with their breath and entered their bodies. Now most of the priests had weak limbs and dizzy minds.

"If you hurt her, the church will not let you go."

Brandon said solemnly, and the old man smiled, "Don't worry, I know that as long as you cooperate, I won't do anything to this angel."

Brandon approached with a knife, and the old man immediately took a step back, "Don't move!"

Brandon continued to move forward. A look of displeasure flashed in the old man's eyes. His free right hand grasped Lux's wings and broke them off.

"Ah!" Lux screamed, and the old man helped her back.

"Go forward and don't even want these six wings."

"Asshole, how dare you!"

Brandon's eyes were splitting, and the old man smiled nonchalantly, "Stop acting, this kind of injury cannot be easily cured by the church."

The old man pinched Lux's neck with all four fingers and lowered his voice: "As long as you don't move, I will let go of this angel in ten minutes."

Brandon had a gloomy face. As the old man's poison continued to exert its influence, the professionals who were fighting could no longer hold on. After ten minutes, even he would not be spared.

"Block the air from entering and release the air shield!"

Behind, there were professionals instructing others to protect themselves from toxins. Brandon's eyes narrowed, but he saw that the old man did not move at all, and did not even care about the professionals behind him.

Brandon was confused, and the old man smiled without explaining.

Three minutes later, the professional commanding from behind was the first to fall, and then, no matter whether they were demon hunters or disciples of the sect, no one was spared.

What kind of toxin is this!

Brandon's eyes widened. He clearly saw the professionals releasing air masks that could isolate the poison gas, but in the end they were still attacked by the poison.

Hearing the sound of the professional falling to the ground behind him, the old man relaxed a little. He loosened a few fingers and motioned for Brandon to follow him.

"Come here and do me a favor."

Brandon's eyes widened, and the old man immediately tightened his wrist. Brandon had no choice but to obey.

Walking into the morgue, the corpses made way for the old man. Seeing this, Brandon remained calm, but secretly nervous.

Now that there are no other professionals, the number of these corpses can kill him.

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, the old man laughed and said, "Relax, I won't do anything to you in order not to offend the Demon Hunter Guild and the Church."

The old man laughed softly, but Brandon did not relax at all. When he reached the middle of the morgue, the old man reached out and patted down. The poisonous gas corroded the floor, revealing the magic circle below.

Brandon's eyes narrowed, and he heard the old man commanding him: "Bleed everyone, you have to use your own discretion."

Before Brandon could speak, the old man had already gestured with his finger. Without seeing the old man, he pierced his dark fingers towards Lux, and Brandon had no choice but to give in.

"That's right. I'm not a murderer. I won't touch these demon hunters."

Brandon used a long knife to cut open the unconscious man's wrist. The wound was very small and could only ensure the basic flow of blood. The old man saw his small movement and said nothing.

In the spiritual connection, the old man reported to Liu Dao:

Master, the morgue is under control, and the leader of the demon hunters has seen the sacrificial array. Everything is normal.

Liu Dao supported Matthew and while slowly moving towards the morgue, he responded: 'Very good, continue. ’

On the other side, Seraph shook off the blood on the sword blade and reported to Liu Dao: "Master, the fourth node has been captured, but the fifth node."

"What's wrong?\

,""There are military personnel stationed at the fifth node. Do we still want to continue rushing up?"

Liu Dao pondered for a moment. He knew that the military had intervened, but he did not expect that the soldiers would end up personally.

"Has the core location of the magic circle been interrogated?"

At this time, Matthew got rid of the influence of part of the painful curse and said to Liu Dao: "Gaia, please leave me alone and go to the morgue first."

Liu Dao looked at Matthew and agreed softly: "Okay."

Then, Matthew stretched out a hand from behind and knocked him unconscious.

"Master, the core of the formation has been interrogated, and seven brothers are on their way."

The professional who knocked out Matthew reported to Liu Dao. Liu Dao nodded and put Matthew on top of him.

"Keep an eye on this kid. If he shows signs of consciousness, continue to knock him out."

"do not worry."

After Liu Dao finished explaining, he stood up and ran towards the core of the formation. The connection from his subordinates guided him. As he ran, Liu Dao gave orders to Seraph.

"Stop the offensive and leave the fifth node to Tirima's people, but don't stop attacking. I also need blood."

Seraph was silent for a moment, and finally responded: ".Yes."

In the middle of the military camp, where the Tirema sect is stationed, there is a huge tent usually used for meetings.

Espon, who was wearing a black robe, wielded a huge staff. The tip of the staff was composed of five pitch black branches and three dark red runes. Dark purple liquid like silt flowed down from the tip and streaked across Ace. Peng's hands sank into the ground.

Under his feet, the huge carpet was turned over. Under the footprints and dust, there was a sacrificial circle written in dragon's blood.

Espen was the only one in the entire tent. As soon as Liu Dao stepped into the camp, the chief disciple of the Tirima sect opened his eyes.

"Now that you're here, why hide it?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. I have to say, your ideas are very clear."

Hearing Liu Dao's voice, Espeng's expression changed. In his plan, the only person who might come here should be Brandon.

"Who are you?"

Espen put his staff on the ground and looked at Liu Dao doubtfully.

"Actually, I also want to ask you this question."