I seem to be an evil god

Two hours later, all the members of the Fighting Club stood in front of a newly dug grave, with Haydn's body buried in the ground.

This is the college’s dedicated cemetery, where all students who died while at school are buried here. This is an honor and a kind of memory.

Liu Dao put on pure black clothes, with a fist-shaped badge on his collar.

When he learned that Haydn had no family, Liu Dao decided to hold a funeral for him as a president to a member.

All the members of the Fighting Club put on black clothes and wore the fist badges of the Fighting Club. Because Haydn had no faith, there was no priest to read the hymn, and there was only a long silence from everyone.

"The road to becoming a professional is not a beautiful one. Everyone may die. Today we lose a friend, and tomorrow it may be ourselves."

Liu Dao turned his head and looked at everyone, "I hope to see you all here again on this day next year. The road for professionals is not easy, but we can at least give a funeral to our companions who went first."

"...Yes, President."

After a speech, the members dispersed. After everyone had left, Liu Dao stayed in the cemetery to deal with the funeral affairs. Specifically, he killed Haydn, who had turned into a wraith.

After doing all this, Liu Dao got up and left. When he walked to the entrance of the cemetery, Liu Dao heard a burst of crying. With a casual glance, Liu Dao stopped. There was no other reason. The cryer had a unique black hair.

Perhaps he was thinking of his hometown. Although he knew that the black-haired woman was not his hometown, Liu Dao still stopped and waited quietly for the woman to finish crying.

Ten minutes later, the woman wiped away her tears and looked at Liu Dao.

"Are you also here to pay homage to your loved ones?"

"No, one of my classmates died and I just held a funeral for him."

Liu Dao pointed to his dyed black hair, indicating that he stopped waiting because of the hair color.

But what Liu Dao didn't expect was that the woman frowned when faced with his hint.

"Are you one of those damn admirers? Didn't I tell you not to bother me again!"

The woman's voice was sharp, and Liu Dao frowned in confusion, "I am a member of your tribe, but I haven't seen a member of the same black-haired tribe for a long time, so I want to talk to you."

"Ha!" The woman looked annoyed, "Do you think I'm a fool? I can't tell whether your hair is dyed or not!"

Liu Dao's body stiffened. He had traveled through time to seize his body. He no longer had black hair and black eyes. If he had not yet achieved the Ten Thousand Transformations Unification Technique, he could have grown black hair by transforming his body, but now he could not use any of his energy freely. , Liu Dao’s hair color is indeed dyed.

"I can't explain it to you, but I am."

Halfway through his words, Liu Dao had no choice but to stop. He wanted to say that he was Chinese, but he was embarrassed to find that there were only two Chinese people in the world, and one of them was an old guy from 10,000 years ago.

"Forget it, don't talk about these issues."

Liu Dao looked at the woman, "Can you tell me your name? Or leave me a communication method?"

The woman looked at Liu Dao with an idiotic expression. He was so likely to agree to such a thing.

Liu Dao showed a helpless smile and gradually let go of the pressure.

Sometimes violence comes easier than words.

"What do you want to do!"

Sure enough, as soon as Liu Dao released his pressure, the woman's expression immediately changed and she began to tremble.

Liu Dao smiled helplessly, "To be honest, it's rude to harass you now, but I'm sorry, I hate being rejected."

"Give me your name, or give me your communication runestone, although the result is the same."

"Bole, my name is Bole." The woman protected her chest with her hands, "I have told you my name, can you let me go?"

"Ha." Liu Dao couldn't help but laugh, "You did call me a good name."

"Wait!" Liu Dao suddenly remembered something, "Who are you, Bo Fu?"

"Why do you ask this?" Bole whispered, Liu Dao turned serious, and she immediately said: "It's my grandpa."

"Your grandfather was the mayor of the town near Lion City. If I remember correctly, he died in February this year. Am I right?"

"How do you know?" Bole covered his mouth in surprise.

"I know him."

Liu Dao showed a complicated smile. He still can't forget that night, nor can he forget the last explosion. If it hadn't been for that explosion, Liu Dao might have been caught by the church for murder.

Thinking of Bo Fu, Liu Dao suddenly thought of the past that the old mayor had shouted about when he turned black.

He approached the tombstone and looked at the name 'Bo Qi' engraved on it, "Is this your brother?"

Speaking of his younger brother, Bole's face was a little complicated, "Yes, today is his death anniversary."

After a moment of silence, Liu Dao suddenly said: "Who is the paladin who killed him?"

Bole was stunned.

"I know how he died, Bo Fu told me."

Liu Dao turned around with a cold expression, "I owe Bo Fu a favor, and I will pay it back today."

Bole stared at Liu Dao in silence for a long time, and finally spit out a name with hatred.

"Abigail."

Liu Dao was stunned for a moment, but then he thought about it and it was normal. Abigail was a senior student, and Liu Dao had already seen her attitude towards the undead.

"Why, are you scared?" Bole showed a sarcastic smile. She was waiting for Liu Dao's excuse. Many people had asked this question, and she had heard the rejection many times.

"No, I just want to know, how can you kill a student in the ring?"

"Ha," Bole sneered, "It's very simple. First, let the referee believe that you are a weakling, and then suddenly burst out with great strength. Afterwards, you can say that you didn't hold back for the sake of victory. Just cry a few more times."

As he said that, Bole showed a sad smile, "That bitch Abigail did this to my brother."

"oh."

Liu Dao nodded, "If you have the chance, you can watch this year's game."

Looking at Liu Dao's leaving figure, Bole smiled sadly, "I hope you are not a liar."

Having said that, in fact, Bole didn't have any hope at all. The reason was that she had been desperate for too long.

Returning to the Dragon Blood Society, Liu Dao silently summoned the Sea Helmet Crab, which was only a professional-level summon.

When he and Kevin went to solve the ghoul incident in the small town, they used this sea helmet crab to deal with the blackened old mayor. It was just Liu Dao's sense of ritual that brought it out at this time.

Slitting the wrists and bleeding, Liu Dao's movements were very skillful. He already had a vague idea about teaching Abigail a lesson. For this, he would not hesitate to see the gods in the spiritual world again.

Five hours later, Liu Dao returned from the spirit world. The Kexi gods still maintained their casual attitude and were not surprised by Liu Dao's arrival. Liu Dao wondered several times whether he was scaring him, but his cautious character made him He didn't relax.

Regarding the transformation of the Sea Helmet Crab, it was successfully completed. Although Liu Dao spent a lot of effort and blood to make this little guy jump from profession to master, Liu Dao felt that it was worth it.

The next day, the knockout rounds continued until three o'clock in the afternoon when the first round of knockout rounds ended.

Liu Dao and Hamilton also stood on the ring.

"The blasphemers will eventually return, and the walls of unbelief will wail all over the place."