I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

Wilde floated in mid-air, reaching out to catch the gargoyle that had shrunk back into a sculpture.

The eyes under his mask squinted, revealing a scrutiny look, and turned the gargoyle in his hand to make sure there was nothing on it.

With the slightest flaw, even the breath is several times stronger than before.

"Use other high-level materials to repair and refine it, and combine Osvid's soul as the source of power to make up the remaining nine hundred

The souls of ninety-nine transcendents may reach the level of destruction, but creations are always creations.

In international battles, wisdom is always not comparable to that of human beings.

"The completed gargoyle still has little chance of winning against the real destruction level, but below the destruction level, all can be swept away.

"Destruction level is not a level that can be easily achieved, unless you can get a gift from Boss Lin like Vincent,

That such a crude creation could be elevated to the level of destruction has exhausted its full potential. "

Wilde commented in his heart, and then he chanted the spell with satisfaction, then opened the space around him and put it away with a spell

"It's enough to be a janitor for Boss Lin."

He was not surprised that the gargoyle was destroyed.

After all, for Boss Lin, this is just a piece of art that can be displayed.

Touching it and breaking the gargoyle is also a normal thing with + points.

What's more, the reason why the gargoyle was damaged was that the internal storage was drained by the pseudo-god larvae that had become Boss Lin's pet.

All the souls that exist, as nourishment for their own growth.

In other words, the gargoyle was used by Boss Lin as "cat food".

A pet that is likely to grow into a god-level pet. Compared with his clumsy work in the past, its value is naturally different.

language.

Even if Wilde made his own choice, he probably couldn't help feeding the gargoyle to the pseudo-god larvae to see the latter

To what extent can it be achieved.

Therefore, Wilde felt that the gargoyle died in its rightful place.

What's more, it's not impossible to repair, as long as you find enough souls or strong enough souls, it's better to fall

soul

as it is now.

Wilde's eyes moved down, to his long-lost old friend, Joseph last-time hurriedly meet at the door of the bookstore

We met, but that wasn't really a meeting at all.

He landed on the top of the building next to him, put away his crutches and put it under his arm, took off his hat gracefully, and said in a calm tone:

"Long time no see, my dear friend, calm down, it's been a while since we last officially met.

It's been almost two years, and you're still so irritable. "

When he said this, he was interrupted in the middle - down, because Joseph controlled the white giant formed by the "virtual image of the mind"

The man flashed behind Wilde in an instant, and slammed his fist hard.

The punch did not fail. On the contrary, the fist of the white giant smashed Wilde's head mercilessly.

But strangely, Wilde did not die because of it.

Even he is still talking.

On the broken skull, the flesh and brains wriggled and reassembled into the shape of a mouth, and the eyes were rebuilt.

It grew and looked very strange and deformed.

"Flesh puppet." Joseph knew Wilde's tricks very well, and sneered: "You are still good at it.

So disgusting, should you say that you are timid as a mouse, or that hiding like a turtle will make you feel more at home

After all, you like to be in the gutter the most. "

He didn't have any expectations for this punch, he just wanted to experience the feeling of smashing Wilde again.

Wilde will appear so openly to have a ghost, the last time he caught him was because of the ruins in the white hills

Among them, extremely precious and extraordinary items appeared.

The Mystery Tower cooperated with Joseph to set up a net of heaven and earth, and finally trapped this vicious and destructive dark wizard there.

, Joseph reluctantly killed Wilde at the cost of recurring wounds to his arm and body.

But even if he is still not dead!

Although it is very likely that there is a bookstore role, but first of all, Wilde must first reach and enter the book

shop.

In other words, Wilde was still alive until he reached the bookstore.

He was so cunning and determined, how could such a dangerous and evil powerful wizard die before

Are you exposing yourself to danger at will?

"Hasn't what you've been through in the past two years allowed you to understand a little - what is politeness?"

Wilde was a little surprised, raised his finger and pointed to his head that had turned into mud.

Joseph sneered, "That's my courtesy."

He stretched out his hand to hold it, and the white giant transformed into the "virtual image of the heart world" clenched his fist at the same time, and took Wilde's remaining head and body.

Dry it all out.

The blood mist exploded, and then condensed into a twisted human shape next to it, and the position of the eyes flashed with dark fire.

flame.

pair of two

Looking at the atmosphere, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the battle between the two top destroyers seemed-

Triggered.

At least that's what Caroline thought.

She was covered in chills and sweat, and she cautiously retreated to the edge of the ruins, and quickly told her subordinates to get ready.

Contact the truth will be ready to open the large teleportation array that has just been debugged recently, and evacuate the people in the central district by the way.

The blood mist humanoid was silent and grinned: "It's really good, it seems that Boss Lin has also given you a gift of strength.

The generosity and kindness of our Lord does not change for the foolishness of the world.

Of course, Wilde didn't allow anyone to be insulted.

Joseph did not retort, but his heart sank: 'Lord? Do you take Boss Lin as your master?"

Or is it another meaning.

He originally thought that the Sun God Religion was the belief that Boss Lin wanted to spread, but it seemed that Wilde was also serving Boss Lin.

In other words, what he is doing now may be what Boss Lin means.

Perhaps there is another, more dangerous belief that is spreading

Wilde opened his arms and laughed madly: "So great, so sublime, so transcendent, why can't it be

To be my lord? What is the difference between the Mystery Tower and me? Those of your elders are probably thinking about becoming Boss Lin.

servants but not. "

He looked at Joseph: "Don't you thank me? Boss Lin said it was for me to fix the gargoyle, but in fact it was for

I'll help you cut down the weeds and get rid of the roots, and clean up this inner ghost, lest you] these idiots get screwed around by the Fire Sword Road.

Inner ghost? Fire sword road?

Osvid is the ghost of the Fire Sword Road?!

Wilde did not wait for Joseph to respond, and sneered:

"Tsk tsk, why do you think Osvid can be found in the Tower of Mystery?

After so many years, ask the other customer of the bookstore over there what he has done all these years. "

It is said that the entire blood fog rotates, and finally shrinks into a point and disappears.

Joseph's face was ugly, and his mind was illusory because he was distracted for a moment, and he couldn't catch the blood mist again.

Wilde opened his eyes and left the state of controlling the flesh-and-blood puppet.

The blood mist wrapped around in his hand, and a gargoyle appeared.

He looked at the struggling soul inside, and sneered, "I have offended Boss Lin, but still want strength? It's so stupid.

Ji, starting with you, the next one is your more stupid grandson oh no, son. "

ps: The class is full today, and the code is stealing in class, which is inefficient. Forgive me. Now the phone has 4% of the battery left, which can be regarded as running out of power.

I have finished writing the limit before, which is gratifying