My beast conquers everything

As he said this, the strong man from the Blood Demon Clan put the mechanical equipment into the storage space, and then his eyes turned cold with the arrogance and arrogance unique to the Purgatory Clan.

Walking out of the dark and closed room, a picture of a somewhat chaotic base came into Locks' eyes.

The base is filled with figures of the Blood Demon Clan exuding a tyrannical aura. Of course, there are also the auras of some powerful vassal races, and huge flying behemoths fly past in the sky from time to time.

And when Rocks walked by with heavy steps, the faces of the passing Blood Demons showed respect for him.

Obviously, Rocks' status among the Blood Demon Clan is still relatively high, otherwise these arrogant Demon Clan would not show such expressions.

Soon Brox came to the middle of the base, where a demon fortress covering an area of ​​more than ten kilometers and a thousand meters high stood, and strong men of the Blood Demon clan exuding a powerful aura gathered together.

Flying into the castle and arriving at the vast and majestic hall, Rocks skillfully found a corner to sit down.

Obviously, this is not the first time such a meeting has been held.

But as soon as Rocks sat down, a Blood Demon with a commander-level aura and two pairs of slit horns on his head came over and looked at it curiously.

"Brother, I am the captain of the 36th main battle legion of the Blood Demon Tribe. Gusta, what do you call me, brother?"

Rocks glanced at the blood demon clan and said in a low voice: "My name is Rocks. Brother, you are from the 36th Legion. You are not a pure blood demon clan!"

"Uh, yes!"

Hearing that his identity was revealed, Gusta's momentum instantly dropped.

"I am from the Demon Tower Clan. Later, after I gained some military exploits, I was refined through the Blood Demon Blood Pool and became a Blood Demon Clan."

"It's okay, don't be like this. I don't mean to look down on you. On the contrary, I admire you very much."

Locks patted Gusta's shoulder and encouraged him.

"Really! But why? Are you also..."

Gusta pointed at Rocks.

Rocks shook his head: "No, I am a pure Blood Demon of the Blood Demon Clan. The reason why I admire you is because I know how much it takes to transform into our Blood Demon Clan through the blood pool of our Blood Demon Clan. Painful. This is remaking flesh and blood, and the pain during this process is very bearable."

"Furthermore, your qualification to be purified in the Blood Demon Blood Pool itself represents your excellence. After all, ordinary guys are not qualified to enter the blood pool of my Blood Demon Clan's treasure land to be reborn."

"Thank you for your approval."

Hearing Rocks say this, Gusta suddenly became excited. No blood demon has ever recognized him so much.

He felt that he had met a soulmate and a confidant.

This kindness of knowing someone was so great that it made Gusta burst into tears!

"Okay, we are all brothers of the Blood Demon Clan. We are all one family. There is no need to be so alienated."

Locks put his arm around Gusta's shoulders and said.

"Yes, a family!"

Gusta said with a firm voice.

After a brief exchange, Gusta completely recognized the Rocks in front of him. Looking at Rocks's domineering and majestic figure, he asked curiously: "By the way, Brother Rocks, which legion are you from?"

"I come to the First Legion of Blood Demons."

hiss!

Immediately, the blood demon Gusta, with his horns splayed, took a breath of cold air, with a look of awe on his face: "I didn't expect that Brother Rocks actually came from the strongest legion in the empire."

Brudus sighed slightly: "The strongest legion is already a thing of the past. This time on the frontal battlefield, a new genius suddenly emerged from the human race. The combat power was so fierce that it swept away many armies. Although our first legion Fortunately it was preserved, but it was damaged.”

"Besides, I'm not a frontline combatant, just an ordinary researcher."

Gusta, the blood demon with slit horns, consoled him: "Brother Rocks, don't be sad. As great blood demon warriors, it is our honor to die on the battlefield."

"However, the casualties this time were indeed heavy. Our main battle legion was consumed too much. Except for those who were wiped out by the regiment, several of those who survived to get off the battlefield were left disabled. The casualties of the vassal legion were even worse. Nine were wiped out, and the others also suffered heavy losses. "

"Especially when facing the tyrannical war mechas of humans, all of them were destroyed. It was so tragic."

"Of course, the most unlucky thing is the second main battle legion. It was originally very powerful, but it happened to meet the genius of the human race. If the war had not ended in a hurry, it would have ended up being wiped out. But there is no good now. Where to go, half of it is broken."

"Although our thirty-sixth legion is not very strong, we are pretty lucky. Although our military exploits are not great, our casualties are not great either. Otherwise, brother, you wouldn't be able to see me."

Speaking of this, even the real demon with split horns couldn't help but sigh that the Second Legion was so unlucky, and at the same time he was a little lucky. It seems that being weak is not such a bad thing.

Next, as the two blood demons chatted, mainly about the blood demon with slit horns, the huge hall slowly filled up with commander-level, military leader-level, and king-level blood demons.

Then several figures exuding the power of the Great Demon and the Demon Lord appeared on the high platform in front.

In the stern hall, when the figures of thirteen great demons and four demon kings appeared on the high platform, there was a commotion among the hundreds of high-level blood demons below.

The horned blood demon with the slit on his head next to Rocks's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice with some excitement: "Brother, look, it's Demon Lord Yakuq."

Locks' eyes flickered slightly, and then he whispered: "Have you seen this Demon Lord Yakuq before?"

"Of course!"

The horned blood devil with the slit on his head said proudly.

"But I have met him, but he may not know me. After all, he is the Demon Lord, and I am just a small commander-level captain."

Gusta said with a change of subject.

Locks was speechless.

Damn it, I don’t even know your special mother-in-law.

Then according to what you say, I have even met His Majesty the Demon Emperor!

"It doesn't matter, you can become the Demon Lord one day."

Rocks encouraged.

"Hey, brother, I'm lending you some good advice. But forget it about the Demon Lord. My biggest wish in this life is to become a great demon."

"Let me tell you about this Demon Lord Yakuq! I often heard the legend of Demon Lord Yakuq when I was in the military camp. He is the idol of us blood demons transformed from alien races."

The Split Blood Demon was a little excited: "As a foreign blood demon, he not only became a demon king, but was also entrusted with the important task of becoming one of the heads of the assassination department directly under the Blood Demon Court."

"It is said that many human geniuses, elites, and even kings have died under its leadership over the years, and it has also done a very good job in infiltrating and suppressing ordinary foreign forces around it."

"In addition, Lord Yakuk is also very brave in battle..."

Just as the slit blood demon was talking about the various glorious deeds of Demon Lord Yakuk, a big demon slowly spoke with a cold and majestic voice.

"Quiet."