If I let you simulate life, can you change your fate every time?

"Eamon can't be killed?"

Lu Yuan didn't believe it when he heard this.

Thinking that the Dreadlord is just an exaggeration.

As everyone knows.

As long as a person is killed, he will die.

Even the strong ones who have been crowned kings will fall.

What's more, it's just a so-called god from a low-level plane?

besides.

Why does the Dread Lord know about the existence of people from outside the world?

Unfortunately.

No matter how much Lu Yuan pressed him, the Dread Lord refused to reveal even a single word.

"Let me go, and I will tell you!"

"It seems you still haven't recognized the reality."

Lu Yuan's eyes gradually became cold, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense to the Dread Demon King.

I saw him concentrating and using all his strength to activate the [Undead Natural Disaster].

The next second.

The erosion effect of the natural disaster mark instantly increased by more than ten times!

"Damn! Why is his soul so powerful?"

The Dread Lord was extremely frightened and angry, and there was a rare trace of panic in his heart.

Because go on at this speed.

In less than three days, it will be completely enslaved by the mark of natural disaster!

An hour later, the Dread Lord finally relented.

"Wait a minute, actually, I can cooperate with you, because Eamon is our common enemy!"

But Lu Yuan was indifferent to this. He just quietly activated his talent and decided to go all out to completely control the soul clone of the Dread Lord.

Half a day later.

The Dread Lord was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and feeling very panicked.

Because the enslavement effect of [Undead Catastrophe] is too overbearing, it has already controlled 10% of its soul.

If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Stop it quickly. Do you really want to fight me to the death?"

"I have no conflict of interest with you, and we can completely cooperate!"

"Even if you kill me, there will be no benefit. Instead, you will only lose a powerful ally!"

The Dread Lord roared angrily, wanting to rush over and slap Norton to death.

But the control of this body has always been in Lu Yuan's hands.

Without Lu Yuan's permission.

He could only stand there, unable to do anything.

after one day.

Lu Yuan controls 30% of the Dread Lord's soul!

And it also changed from the initial anger, to begging for mercy, and finally to silence.

When the Dread Lord felt his mind becoming slower and slower, even part of his soul was out of control.

It showed a will to die, as if it had finally made up its mind.

Originally, the Dread Lord thought that he still had a chance to survive, so he never used his trump card from beginning to end.

But it underestimated the erosion effect of the natural disaster mark, and even more underestimated Lu Yuan's strength.

The Dread Lord knows very well that there are too many secrets hidden in his soul.

Once these secrets are revealed, they will have irreparable consequences.

To keep the secret.

It decided to use a soul-burning bloodline secret method to die with Lu Yuan!

This secret technique is extremely powerful and can kill enemies from a distance!

But the side effects are also scary.

Once performed, it cannot be undone.

By then, not to mention this soul clone, even its body will die together!

If it hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, it would never have wanted to reach this point.

"I lived a wise life, but I didn't expect that I would end up in such a cowardly way of death!"

"You ant, if you can push me to this point, it's enough to put a smile on your face."

The Dread Lord became calmer than ever before, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

It is the Lord of the Abyss who controls thousands of demons, and is the descendant of the true demon of hell with noble blood!

It has not yet regained the will of the abyss, and has not yet returned to its homeland thousands of dimensions away!

It still has too many regrets that it has not had time to make up for.

Before the arrival of the Dread Lord, he thought he could cause a bloody storm in the magical world.

But it never dreamed of it.

In the end, he would die at the hands of an unknown human being.

The Dread Lord sighed softly, and his soul spontaneously ignited without fire, conveying a terrifying power of destruction.

At the same time, the abyss plane.

A demon king with wings on his back and a pair of curved horns on his head was sitting on a throne carved from an entire mountain peak.

It has strong limbs and a tall body of three feet, as if it is made of cast steel, containing the power to destroy the world.

Its body is covered with fine black scales the size of a palm.

These scales are shiny and shiny, like a pair of indestructible armor, strong enough to withstand the attacks of gods!

besides.

On the surface of its skin, there are countless complex and mysterious textures.

These textures are like the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth, possessing incredible power.

Just by raising its hands and feet, it can control endless dark energy for its own use!

It does nothing but sit there.

Just like an ancient demon god, it is enough to give people a suffocating sense of oppression!

And underneath the throne.

There are mountains of bones and countless abyss demons.

These abyss demons waved the weapons in their hands and looked feverishly at the majestic figure sitting on the throne.

It seems that as long as the other party says a word, they will give their lives for it without hesitation!

Because that figure is the youngest demon monarch in the history of the abyss plane.

Dreadlord!

But at the moment when the soul clone uses the secret method of blood.

The Dreadlord also noticed it, and stood up from the throne in an instant, looking in horror in the direction of the Skeleton Wasteland.

"What happened? What happened to my soul clone? Why did it lose contact with me? Why did it use the secret method of blood?"

"Did it fall into the hands of that madman Amon?"

The Dreadlord's eyes were gloomy, and many speculations emerged in his mind.

"No, the soul clone knew that Amon could not be killed. Even if he fell into Amon's hands, he would only explode and die."

"But now he doesn't even have the chance to self-explode, which means that the enemy is unprecedentedly powerful!"

While the Dreadlord was thinking.

A wisp of blood-colored flame suddenly emerged from its body!

Under the burning of this flame.

Its indestructible divine body has a tendency to disintegrate and collapse!

This is the horror of the secret method of blood.

Once activated.

Its flesh, bones, and soul will all become energy to activate the secret method.

At that time, no matter who the enemy is, even gods will perish together!

"Damn it! Who is plotting against me?"

The Dread Lord clenched his fists.

He was not afraid of death.

But he did not want to die so miserably, not even knowing who his enemy was!

Just when the Dread Lord was desperate and thought he was doomed.

The bloody flames went out again!

"What on earth is going on? Has my soul clone cancelled the bloodline secret method?"

The Dread Lord was shocked and angry, and felt a sense of relief for surviving the catastrophe.

At the same time, he became more and more puzzled, not understanding what happened in the magic world.

On the other side.

The Dread Lord's soul clone was about to activate the bloodline secret method.

He discovered something incredible.

Under the erosion of the natural disaster mark.

Lu Yuan has already gained control of nearly 40% of the soul.

In other words.

At this point, it does not even have the qualifications to drag Lu Yuan to death!