When Kong Xu considered the issue of Villier, he thought of sending troops in to make things happen.

After thinking about it carefully, I found it unrealistic.

The demons have penetrated Villier for too long. In addition to the large number of demons, there are also humans, demons, and their bodies and souls, but they are raped by humans everywhere.

This is top-down decay and infiltration. It is impossible to completely eradicate the hidden demons by internal cleaning alone.

Chloe found only one technique. Who can guarantee that there is no second and third?

Not to mention Villier, didn’t Kong Xu also keep a Grace and an Elifara at home with his void badge? They are essentially demons.

It’s just that the purpose is different. Those in power are different.

By killing him head-on, Villier's demons could really tie the whole country together and fight firmly against other empires that launched the "civil war".

It is not enough to just help the rebel leader Marshal Raymond, and the old Marshal can never play a real demon king.

"Then let's have a thorough war." A mysterious smile appeared on Kong Xu's face.

When Chloe next to him heard this, he was immediately shocked. Looking at the master who regarded both demons and humans as chess pieces, Chloe suddenly had a strange understanding-

Yes! This is what I pursue.

The [Hand of Fate] that can play with all the intelligent creatures in the world in their palms.

He is the master I dream of.

Since he has such strength, what does it matter if he is ‘him’?

My master is Kong Xu, that's right!

Thinking of this, the great lord, who was worshipped by millions of people, crawled at Kong Xu's feet: "Your most humble and loyal servant, beg for your master's next order."

"I want you to let your subordinates collect the soul information and marks of all demons in Villier's territory without revealing yourself, destroy the warning array here, and then... watch the show!"

"As long as you wish!" Chloe kissed Kong Xu's upper.

So, three days later, without the knowledge of the commander-in-chief of the Immortal Legion, the demigod-level Death Knight Abner, a war that the three parties in Veril had not expected to have begun.

At night in the city, a group of demons were interpreting what to do when they were drunk and dreaming and doing things recklessly in the cellar of the mansion.

"Hahaha! I really don't understand what the idiot who is still on the broken ground is thinking. He actually wants to attack head-on? We don't have to go to war with humans at all, so we can have a large number of humans as slaves and live a free life. Why do we have to fight to death?"

"Haha! That's it!"

While drinking wine, the two demons stretched out the half-meter-long "table knife" that was covered in flesh and blood toward a human woman who was tightly tied to the table, blocking her mouth and constantly struggling.

The beautiful woman's face had been completely distorted by fear, and her eyes were covered with bloodshot. She struggled desperately, but unfortunately, she was tied up and could only move her body in an extremely narrow space, which looked more like a twitch.

"Fear! Struggle! Only humans who die under the most intense and negative emotions can give birth to the most delicious soul." The demon's face was deformed, revealing the long horns on his forehead and an ugly red fat face.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came-

"It's really a bad thing, it's good, let's start with you!"

The sound came, which immediately scared the two demons.

"who?"

"Guard! Where is the guard!?"

Their call received no response, their red eyes widened. They saw their guards...

A human guard who was demonized by them had an extremely vicious appearance - a finger-long pointed claw extending from his fingertips, and two finger-long sharp thorns extending from his shoulder blades, which looked like thick bald skin of leather armor.

Unfortunately, all his vicious appearances have no meaning. His neck was broken half and his cervical spine was cut off. His head was tilted and he hung around his neck with blood.

But the guard strode towards the two demons.

Undead!?

Finally, the two demons were not stupid enough. In a shock, they quickly entered a state of fighting. One transformed his arms into a pair of sharp bone-blade scimitars, and the other began to chant spells.

"It's too late!" A sneer came from outside the door.

The next second, the top of the solid cellar suddenly collapsed, and more than a dozen agile figures fell down with a large amount of sand, dust and gravel.

Demons are stronger than humans, and they are just one-on-one in the same level.

When they were besieged by more undead people of the same level, defeat was destined.

There was no slowness of ordinary low-level undead people. The few undead people in front of them were extremely fast and did not care about any trauma because they were already dead.

When the double blades penetrated the chests of the two zombies but couldn't pull them out, the melee demon encountered a great crisis. He was knocked down by four or five zombies, and he couldn't help but scream: "Down with their souls quickly!"

"No! Their souls have mutated!" Soon, the magic demon was also knocked down by the zombies.

A burly figure two meters tall and one hundred feet stepped out of the smoke and dust, and his whole body was wrapped in thick green steel armor.

Seeing the white flowers unique to the Firno Empire, the two demons suddenly lost their luck.

"Damn bones! Do you think you won now?"

"Even if we kill us, we will not leave any evidence!"

The two demons are still talking hard!

At this time, a strange-shaped spear was inserted into the chest of the two demons, and it felt like a skewer.

The two demons screamed in pain and fear.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that even their souls will be captured by the other party.

At the last moment, they activated the technique hidden deep in their souls. As long as they were successfully activated, they could at least annihilate their souls, and even their bodies would turn into human form.

A second passed.

Five seconds...

Ten seconds...

They can feel their lives passing rapidly in their bodies, but they cannot feel the changes from the depths of their souls. The terrifying power of mutated death quickly wraps around their souls and allows them to enjoy alternative corruption and deterioration.

"Wuwu! Wuwu--" The human woman tied to the table was really scared to pee. In extreme horror, she was stiff all over.

She wished she could faint, but she just didn't.

This undoubtedly caused great harm to her soul.

Was it dissected by the terrible demon and eaten the soul?

Or was the soul captured by the same terrible death knight and turned into an ugly walking zombie?

Both situations are terrible!

The woman was desperate as she watched the burly death knight pull out the strange spear with black and blue blood from the two unlucky ghosts and walk towards him.

At the slit of the eyes of the Death Knight's helmet, two orchid soul flames swayed.
Chapter completed!