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Dark, blood moon.

It seems that there is only this monotonous scenery in this world.

In the corpse processing center not far from Mosha City, two tall demon coolies carried the corpses for classification.

The hideous face, the horns exposed on the forehead:.

They are the real demons! "Damn, what are the things that the fallen people on the human side are giving away?"

One of the demon laborers spat out angrily after throwing the body of a demonized tiger aside.

"The human race, everyone who understands it, there is nothing powerful over there. It's not bad to have a corpse of this level."

Another demon hard worker said disdainfully.

"Hurry up and do it, maybe you can go back to the city to watch the fun when you're done."

After glancing at the corpse, there was a ray of light in the eyes of the demons that could be understood by men.

"Cut, there are so many high-level demons in Mosha City, even if the little girls are not strong enough, it will not be our turn."

The person next to him knew what the kid was thinking at a glance, so he poured cold water on it.

"And I said brother, you can earn that bit of magic crystal in a month, and you can take it to the Demon Red Building. The kidneys can't hold it. I heard that the witches in the Demon Red Building are quite capable of sucking."

Rolling his eyes, he continued.

"For low-level demons like us, it's not just to have some fun, otherwise, why do you save up magic crystals to find a decent job?"

Mozu Peer No. 2 pursed his lips.

"You don't understand the pain and the joy at all."

I don't understand that Peer No. 1 is too lazy to ink with him, and continues to carry the corpse for classification.

Whoosh! At this moment, a figure unknowingly came out of the gate of hell, and then flew into the air at a terrifying speed. The two demon drudges didn't notice anything during the whole process.

Wang Mang, successfully entered hell! Looking at the two demons below, Wang Mang did not take action without authorization.

Instead, he carefully analyzed the information about hell.

Looking around, except for the city where the dark air is faintly visible in the distance, there are no visible buildings, and this corpse processing center has no extra guards, just two hard workers.

It seems that the natives of the Demon Race never thought that someone would take the initiative to enter hell.

Wang Mang is also the first.

There is limited intelligence that can be analyzed from the system and the dialogue between the two peons.

So, do you still need to enter the city? Frowning, Wang Mang looked at the hard labor from a distance and then made a comparison with himself.

The low-end demons are ugly, except for the dark angels.

He has already checked the breath of the dark angel on the official website.

Different from the fallen angels who have fallen into the mortal world, the dark angels are the demons who have fallen into darkness and have grown wings, and they are not the same thing as the angelic gods. However, the dark angels.

It is the product of the variation of fallen angels, so fallen angels have almost all the qualities of dark angels.

But according to the heart of the fallen angel, and the combination of light and darkness, it is possible to simulate some disguise about the dark angel.

Glancing at the dark angel's face, Wang Mang frowned.

Everything else is easy to say, the dark angel is a melancholy angel in the dark, and Wang Mang has a very violent and dark temperament, no different from the demons.

Although the bald head is somewhat visible under the blood moon, the dark angels are high-level rare demons, and it is estimated that few people are really familiar with their appearance.

It's not too much to fake it

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But only this corner:.

Touching his smooth forehead, Wang Mang frowned.

Demons have magic horns that humans do not possess.

Even the most low-end demons have magic horns, and the size of the horns also shows the difference in status among the demons.

After thinking hard for a moment in the corner, Wang Mang suddenly realized, and then hurriedly took out a helmet from his bag and put it on his head.

Colorful 7 helmet! The equipment that exploded behind the unicorn that once killed the colorful 7.

This piece of silver equipment has not kept up with Wang Mang's growth now, but it has a feature that other equipment does not have.

That is to transform the helmet into a big and thick colorful 7 magic horn! The magic horn is enough to make the wind! Although there is only one horn, it even has a colorful light, but it is enough to show the identity of Wang Mang! Not bad.

Taking out the mirror and looking at it, Wang Mang nodded with satisfaction and then waved his wings and rushed towards the Magic City.

As for killing the two demons, Wang Mang didn't do that.

The reason is very simple. His mission this time is mainly to investigate the combat effectiveness of the Demon Race. If he kills the hard worker, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

The identity of the dark angel is high enough, and there is no need to cause trouble.

Magic City is Wang Mang's first target.

100 meters away from Mosha City, Wang Mang fell to the ground.

According to the information he found, the top manager of the Demon Clan's city was the Demon General, and under normal circumstances, unless the Demon Clan was extremely hostile to the Demon General, the Demon Clan with the ability to fly would not fly over the Demon Clan.

Just as Wang Mang was warned when he was flying over the human imperial city, although Mosha City is not an imperial city, an independent demon general also has self-respect, and flying above his head will be regarded as an enemy.

Laozi has to keep a low profile.

Wang Mang nodded solemnly, opened the colorful 7 magic horns of the colorful 7 helmet, and did not take back the huge wings with black flames behind him, and walked directly to the magic city.

"Um"

The entrance of the magic city where the magic comes and goes:, with the arrival of a figure, it caused a commotion.

When the guard looked over, his expression suddenly changed and he took the initiative to greet him and knelt down on one knee.

"Uh, that..., see"

The guard knelt down on the ground in fear, and then looked at Wang Mang with a hint of doubt on his face.

"The Angel of Darkness is cold."

Wang Mang gave him a hint in a cold voice, and then he touched the deliberately crooked colorful 7 helmet on top of his head.

From this angle, his horn is missing one, but symmetrical.

"See Lord Dark Angel!"

The guard bowed respectfully, and then looked at Wang Mang's colorful 7-corner with doubts:.

"That..., my lord, your horn:"

The guard did have to ask, because he never knew the dark angel's horn: it was one.

"How to doubt my identity"

Wang Mang raised his wings angrily and hit the ground. At this moment, the violent energy fluctuation made the guard and the surrounding demons kneel on the ground again.

"No, no, my lord, just"

The guard said with sincerity.

"Broken during a fight with Seraph."

Wang Mang looked cold.

But in the next second, the guard was in awe.

There is no doubt that the one who can fight against the Seraph is the hero of the demon race! Collection,

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