Journey to the Wizarding World

"That's...the evil one?"

Enzo narrowed his eyes and looked at the Pramo tribe through the shadow crow's vision. A terrifying scene was already there.

The figure floating in mid-air, wrapped in black mist, somewhat resembles a human figure, but rotten tongues full of mucus are ejected from the body.

"Wail! Be miserable!"

"Plamo tribe! When you expelled me from the tribe, did you ever think that today would happen?"

The evil one made a strange sound, with madness and excitement in his tone, and said coldly: "Repent! I want you to pay for your original behavior!"

After saying that, Xie Yi, whose whole body was shrouded in black mist, had a strange luster in his eyes, and then long tongues of flesh and blood shot out like poisonous snakes, instantly piercing the bodies of the three blood warriors, and then throwing them towards the control

Tear the middle life into pieces.

Wow!

Amid the shrill screams, the blood warrior's body turned into pieces of flesh, and his blood turned into red rainwater, spreading on the ground.

Not far away, several Blood Warriors froze on the spot, as if they had been frightened by the terrifying scene. Although the War Ghost Tribe claims not to be afraid of battle and death, they will still feel fear when faced with such a weird and terrifying existence.

"Savi! You are Savi!"

At this time, an indigenous woman with Pramo blood suddenly screamed and raised her hand tremblingly to point at the evil alien in mid-air.

Hearing this name, Xie Yi paused briefly.

A pair of strange eyes looked at the indigenous woman, with a malicious luster in her eyes, and she let out a suppressed and hoarse smile.

"It's so rare! Euler!"

"I didn't expect that you would still recognize me after being like this. Do you think I should be happy? Or sad?"

The indigenous woman named Ola trembled all over, her legs became weak and she fell to the ground. Her face was full of fear, and her lips became extremely pale.

"You are...Savi!?"

Next to him, Old Moore, the leader of the Pramo tribe, took a breath of air, with an expression of surprise on his face, and murmured, "How is this possible? You are still alive?"

"It's surprising, isn't it? Grandpa Moore!"

There was a trace of ridicule in the voice of the evil alien, and he said jokingly: "In your opinion, I was expelled by the tribe and was already eaten by wild beasts?"

"Ha! What a pity!"

"I'm still alive! Although I did encounter wild beasts after being expelled from the tribe, and even had my legs eaten alive by a few Brar gray wolves, I still survived tenaciously!"

"And... I also got a new life!"

The eyes of the evil alien flickered, and the black mist around him rolled like a flame. It seemed that the flesh and blood tongues were constantly waving in line with his mood changes.

Old Moore's face was pale and his legs were shaking slightly.

Savi! A name that is regarded as a shame by the Pramo tribe. He is a male war ghost. He was born like other children. It was not until the age of fifteen that he showed signs of developmental abnormalities, and was eventually determined to be an inferior species after examination.

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Inferior species! A shame among the war ghost clan!

Originally a male, Savi had always been regarded as the hope and seed of the tribe, enjoying the resources and cultivation of the tribe. However, when he was determined to be an inferior species, his status changed drastically.

It has been a long time since the Pramo tribe had produced a bad breed. The blood warriors were disgusted by the existence of Savi, so they forcibly castrated him and then expelled him from the tribe.

"Thank you to the great God of Disaster!"

"It was he who saved me and gave me the power of revenge! So that I can come back here and regain everything I lost for myself!"

Xavi the Evil One shouted loudly.

After being castrated and expelled by the Pramo tribe, the dying Savi wandered the plains with difficulty. He was attacked by wild beasts several times and almost died. Unknowingly, he broke into the savage forest.

There, Savi encountered the siege of several Brar gray wolves. Several gray wolves bit his legs alive. But just when Savi was about to wait for death, a black mist poured into his body.

in vivo.

In an instant, Savi was reborn!

He received the power bestowed by the God of Disaster, awakened his powers and became an evil being. With the help of the God of Disaster, he killed all the Brar gray wolves and devoured their flesh and blood.

After that, the world ushered in the season of black fog.

Savi, who became an evil being, felt at home in the black mist. His evil power continued to increase, and he finally fell into a deep sleep at the end of the black fog season.

When I woke up again, it was already the harvest season.

After gaining great power, the first thing Savi did was to come to the Pramo tribe, intending to rely on the ability of the evil alien to complete his revenge.

In mid-air, black mist surrounded Savi.

"Watch carefully, Grandpa Moore!" Savi let out a weird laugh, and from the body wrapped in black mist, long blood-colored tongues shot out, rolling up several indigenous women from the Pramo tribe, and rolled them up.

They were torn apart in a burst of screams.

"Everyone come together and fight with him!"

Seeing the massacre of the evil aliens, several blood warriors from the Pramo tribe also had red eyes and charged towards Savi with their scimitars brandished.

Swish, brush, brush!

The blood warriors' energy exploded, and the crimson energy attached to the scimitar. They swung it violently, cutting off the long tongue that the evil alien shot out, and it fell to the ground and turned into black mist.

However, the next moment.

Savvy's strange eyes flashed with a dark luster, and he let out a strange laugh. The long tongue that was cut off by the blood warrior grew back again.

"Do the people of the blood-killing god only have this strength?" Savi laughed arrogantly. Instead of rushing to kill all the blood warriors, he waved his long bloody tongue and slaughtered the women of the tribe.

Since his body developed malformations and he was determined to be an inferior species, Savi was forcibly castrated by the tribe. Several wives who originally belonged to him were also assigned to other blood warriors in the tribe.

Savvy also tried to resist, but to no avail.

After being castrated, he could only watch his wives enjoying pleasure with other blood warriors in the tribe. Coupled with the pain after being castrated, his psychology was distorted. Not only did he hate the entire Pramo

The tribe is also very resentful towards those women.

"No! Savigo."

The indigenous female Ola, who had previously recognized Savi's identity, was entangled in a long blood-colored tongue. She screamed and begged tremblingly, "Don't kill me! Please!"

Savvy laughed ferociously.

Immediately afterwards, the long bloody tongue began to retract, and a painful expression appeared on Euler's face. Then with a shrill scream, he was crushed to death, turning into a rain of blood and scattering to the ground.

"Go to hell! Xie Yi!"

At this time, several blood warriors of the Pramo tribe rushed towards Savi, wielding their scimitars and cutting off the long blood-colored tongues. The power of blood and energy exploded, rushing out like streams of red air.

"Hmph! Ridiculous power!"

Savi sneered disdainfully, and then several long blood-colored tongues twisted and entwined to form a thick tongue, which he flicked to crush the energy and blood coming from around him.

In the sky, shadowy crows stare down.

"It's not at the same level at all." In the stone house, Enzo shook his head. Everything that happened in the Pramo tribe was under his eyes. After receiving the power of the God of Disaster, the evil alien Savi has fully reached the first level of strength.

The level of life form is unmatched by anyone in the entire Pramo tribe.

Therefore, the current situation occurred. The Pramo tribe was completely massacred. If the evil aliens did not have the mentality of torturing them, I am afraid that everyone in the entire tribe would have been killed.

"Perhaps this is the sadness of small tribes?"

Enzo sighed, although the ability of the evil alien Savi was weird, if there was a red-striped warrior in the Pramo tribe, he might not be able to compete, and he would not be faced with such a crisis of genocide.

On the other side, the Pramo tribe.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

Seeing that the clansmen in the tribe were being massacred by the evil alien Savi, and the attacks of the blood warriors were ineffective, Old Moore's heart bled. After another blood warrior was killed, he trembled and roared.

Everyone in the Pramo tribe began to flee in all directions. The blood warriors were no longer able to protect the tribe, and if they continued to stay, they would only be killed by the evil spirits.

"Hmph! Want to escape?"

Savi sneered and said faintly, "Where can you escape if you lose the protection of the tribe? Don't forget that the Black Mist Season is coming, and the entire Solu Plain will be controlled by the God of Disaster!"

"Shut up! You damn bastard!"

At this time, a blood warrior from the Pramo tribe suddenly burst out with a roar and said loudly: "The great god of blood-killing will never abandon his people! The evil aliens who seek refuge in the god of disaster will surely be killed."

Punished by the blood-killing god!"

"The blood-killing god? Ridiculous!"

Savi danced with his long tongue and let out a burst of arrogant laughter, saying, "Only the God of Disaster is the sole ruler of the world. Since you believe in the God of Blood Killing so much, then die for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long bloody tongue shot out.

The blood warrior's chest was instantly pierced, and blood spurted out from his mouth. A ferocious expression of pain appeared on his face, but with strong willpower, his eyes were still staring at the sky.

"How about it?"

Savi smiled coldly, looked down at the blood warrior, and said hoarsely, "Have you felt the power of the great God of Disaster? Now kneel down and beg me for mercy. Maybe I can reduce your pain!"

"The evil ones...don't even think about it!"

The blood warrior's legs trembled, but he still stood there, gritting his teeth and saying, "The people of the blood-killing god will never be afraid of death!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Savvy's eyes.

He hated the look in the blood warrior's eyes, and also hated the opponent's tenacity, so instead of tearing him apart directly, he waved his long blood-colored tongue and whipped him like a whip.

Bang bang bang!

"Beg! Repent!"

On the long blood-colored tongue, fine barbs grow out. Every time it hits the blood warrior, a piece of flesh and blood can be rolled up.

Savi laughed maniacally and said: "Submit to the great God of Disaster! I will end your torture and let you no longer suffer pain!"

The blood warrior stood there, as tenacious as a sculpture, with a red luster in his eyes.

At this time, the members of the Pramo tribe who were fleeing around also stopped and looked at the blood warrior with strange eyes.

"The people of the blood-killing god never have to fear death!" Suddenly, Old Moore roared, then raised his hands above his head and said loudly: "The great blood-killing god, the only master of the world, the war ghost

The guardian spirit of the clan!”

"Please drive away all evil and protect the Pramo tribe!" After saying that, Old Moore knelt down.

"Great blood-killing god, please drive away the evil spirits and protect the Pramo tribe!" Other members of the Pramo tribe, like Old Moore, knelt down and prayed.

"Hahaha! It's so ridiculous!"

In mid-air, Savi shot out a long bloody tongue, piercing the chest of an indigenous woman, instantly taking away her life. He laughed wildly and said, "The black mist season is coming, and now is the best time of the year for the blood-killing god."

When he was weak, do you think he would send down his divine power to protect a small Pramo tribe?"

"Aren't you too naive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light rose into the sky from the central area of ​​the Pramo tribe.

The intense light is like a miracle.

"There...is the god-given stone tablet!"

"It's the power of the blood-killing god!"

"Great! The Pramo tribe is saved!"

As the red light rose into the sky, the Pramo tribe experienced a moment of tranquility. Then, Old Moore and others burst into wild shouts, but Savi in ​​mid-air became uncertain.

"The power of the blood-killing god?"

Savi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and growled, "I won't believe it!"

Immediately afterwards, he planned to wave the long bloody tongue again, but at this time, a red light fell from the sky and fell directly into the blood warrior whose chest was pierced by the long tongue.

"Grain?"

Old Moore looked at the Blood Warrior not far away with an uneasy expression on his face. Although under the prayers of the Pramo tribe, a red light suddenly appeared on the god-given stone tablet, no one knew what it meant.

The next moment, the blood warrior Grain slowly opened his eyes with a long blood-colored tongue piercing his chest, and endless red emerged from his eyes.

"Evil alien!"

Grain slowly raised his arm, grabbed the long tongue on his chest, exerted a slight force on his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Accept the judgment of the blood-killing god!"

Snapped!

As Grain exerted his strength, the long bloody tongue was torn off, and then, the majestic power of qi and blood emitted from his body.

"Red Stripe Warrior?"

Far away from the Tatar tribe on the other side of the Solu Plain, Enzo's eyes flashed, and through the vision of the shadow crow, he discovered that in the Pramo tribe, after Grain absorbed the red light again, the power of blood and qi in his body was rising steadily.

A bloody streak also appeared.

That is the symbol of the red-striped warrior!

Grain, who was originally just a blood warrior, became a blood red-striped warrior in a moment after absorbing the power from the blood-killing god. At the same time, his power continued to increase, and the stripes on his chest became clearer and clearer, until

He only stopped when he reached the level of a three-blooded red-striped warrior.