I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

When the mage's back disappeared from Chaoge City, all the images disappeared, along with the voice of the Mirror God begging for mercy until his death.

Shen Zhao felt a little emotional. People always miss the glory of the ancient times, but what they don't know is that no matter which dynasty they are in, the most glorious people are always the upper class.

Take out the small bag from the monarch space and open it.

Suddenly, a strange suction force appeared in the flame, and a black line was intertwined in the flame, struggling crazily like a pure black evil spirit.

But the purple bag ignored its struggle and sucked it directly into it, then automatically sealed the bag and flew back to Shen Zhao's hand.

The product produced by the system is still very good, at least the process is very good.

After dispersing the flames in the air, Shen Zhao looked at the noisy noises around him. Countless armed helicopters, fighter jets, and fire fighters were all rushing here.

He thought for a while and fell directly to the ground. The ninjas brought a throne just like they did when they came.

Shen Zhao sat down and gradually melted into the shadows.

Looking at the shadow creatures around him that were running away wildly after feeling his aura, Shen Zhao's thoughts drifted back to the things he had just seen.

Since the supernatural in this world has basically never been cut off, every dynasty has its own mages and wizards like the one just shown on the screen.

Of course, the dynasty when the Holy Lord came out of hell a thousand years ago did interrupt the magic inheritance of mankind for a period of time, but the true inheritance of some ancient civilizations cannot be cut off.

For example, Saint Lope and Lord Saint Monastery still have mages, although they are a little weaker.

This is why the United States seems to know little about the extraordinary. It’s not that they are hiding anything, but that they are too young and have no historical experience, which makes them look like a fool.

Just like the Hua Kingdom just now, although those mages were well hidden and were all in helicopters, Shen Zhao could still feel it.

Although it is weak, it does exist.

But what Zhao Qu cares about is not this, but the mage in the picture. His robe is not very similar to his father's. Is there a realm above the great mage?

So after the Holy Lord escaped from hell, how much weaker has the world become?

Now even the Archmage has become a legend in the mage world.

But judging from what I felt about my father's strength not long ago, my current strength is actually at the level of an Archmage.

However, demons themselves do not have these so-called realms, so if we have to use mages to classify them.

When he was born, he corresponded to the apprentice level. On the premise of getting basic magic plus two self-spells, he was the mage level.

Before eating those souls now, they were between the senior mage level and the archmage level.

After awakening the Soul Eater, you will be at the level of the Archmage. As for the level above the Archmage...

Shen Zhao said that he is still a child less than half a year old, so he should not be so demanding.

Back in the castle, Shen Zhao did not directly control the power of fear. This was not because he did not want to, but because he could not.

The reason is also very simple. This villain system explains everything. He can control more than two authorities as long as the authorities do not conflict.

But...what if there is a conflict?

So the best way is to wait until you awaken to your authority and then take control of the authority of fear.

As for the one-third of the flame authority... I don't have to worry about that. After all, it comes with it. It would be best if I could keep it.

If you really can't keep it, don't feel bad.

Although the system does not say this, as the initial authority, the rewards of the system should not conflict.

Thinking of these things, Shen Zhao put his hands together and slowly opened them, and immediately a dark crack was opened.

Inside is the throne and some spaces, which are things that come with the demon monarch and can open passages from anywhere in the world.

The Holy Lord also relied on this to let the ninja soldiers get gold. Otherwise, where could he put so much gold?

Shen Zhao reached into the crack, dug inside, took out a book that was divided into two, and began to study it seriously.

This is something I got from Daolong. Judging from the age of the text, it should be from Saint Seiya Lopez's time.

And what is recorded in it is how to turn the Holy Lord into stone, and even how to separate the twelve talismans from the Holy Lord's body... magic?

As time went by, Shen Zhao's frown became deeper and deeper. What the hell is this? Magic is not like magic, and formations are not like formations.

After all, Shen Zhao's current magic level is limited to basic magic.

Unless you spend a lot of time studying slowly, it is still too early to understand these magics that touch demons.

He raised his head and looked at the Holy Lord. He was the only one who could understand it, but Shen Zhao couldn't show it to him.

Do you want Shen Zhao to say: Old man, teach me the magic to seal you!

this...

Just thinking about it in his heart, Shen Zhao could imagine the expression on the Holy Lord's face that looked like he was mentally retarded.

Forget it, let's wait until we get some mages somewhere.

Putting down the book in his hand, Shen Zhao waved his hand, and three thousand of the remaining four thousand ninja soldiers walked out. These ninja soldiers will rely on their keenness in magic to find the wild mage.

When the time comes, just capture a few of them, let them teach you, and then kill them and then take out their souls and eat them.

This way, the magic used to deal with the Holy Lord will not be scattered everywhere, perfect!

Thinking of these miscellaneous things, Shen Zhao waved his hand, and the door to the Shadow Kingdom was opened, and countless ninja soldiers lined up to give him soul crystal balls.

Eat directly.

....

Fengdu, on the cruise ship.

Xiaoyu completely regained consciousness at this time. After changing into another set of clothes, she decisively threw away Shenzhao's windbreaker.

"Why do demons fight demons?" Xiaoyu asked her father curiously after sorting out her mood.

The father looked back at the girl and said in a gentle tone: "I don't know, but I want to ask if Xiaoyu is willing to learn magic from my father?"

"If you want it, daddy is the best." Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and her tone was very excited.

What does she like? Adventure, is there anything more exciting than magic?

"Um, Dad, Xiaoyu still has to go to school, maybe he doesn't have time?" Chen Long silently protested at this time.

What he was thinking was: He couldn't control ordinary Xiaoyu. If Magic Xiaoyu... she would live at least twenty years less.

"Dad, I can study in my spare time!" Xiaoyu glanced at Chen Long dissatisfied and said immediately.

"But..."

Bang! Oh~

"Don't refute what Dad said. Just let Dad say it's okay." Dad directly stretched out his hand to Chen Long and said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

"Oh~ long live daddy!" Xiaoyu jumped up this time. If it weren't for the fact that daddy was too old, she would have done a flying swoop to express her excitement.

"There's one more thing, Tohru should follow suit." Seeing that Tohru had been reticent, Dad said something seemingly casually.

"Really, sir?" Tru raised his head sharply, his eyes full of surprise.

"What? You don't want to learn from dad?" There was a slight smile in dad's tone.

"No, no, no, yes, yes, of course yes." Tru nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face.

For a time, the ship was filled with cheers and joy.