Just like Taylor's performance in the video just now, it can be adapted into a sequel to the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and there is no need to add any special effects. But who knows that the person involved has no idea of ​​doing something wrong and jokes like the person who is fine, "Hell Mad Axe? How could they come up with such a bad nickname? I think the Void Blade is more suitable, after all, my hometown is not hell."

"Is this what you want to say?" Evanson slowly stood up, his eyes sharp and obviously had already caught fire.

Seeing his boss' appearance, Taylor and the others were also shocked. You should know that a warlock has the means to deal with the demons who have signed contracts with him. However, Taylor's expression was only a little scared, but more doubtful and puzzled.

"Don't be so arrogant." At this time, Claya pulled Evanson's sleeve and said comfortingly. "Although Taylor's style is a little bad, and his methods are a bit bloody and cruel, after all, all the people who died are bad people. Even the reporter just now felt that those people deserved to be the end. Why do you hurt your own kindness for those scumbags?"

"I don't care!" If it were normal, since Claya had already spoken, Evanson would give some face, but this time he was completely unmoved. "I don't care how many scumbags died this time, let alone whether their way of death was miserable."

Evanson's sharp eyes swept through his demon pet one by one. They all lowered their heads in fear, knowing that their boss was serious this time. "In normal times, I am a kind person. I don't want to care about some of your personal hobbies. Some of your minor problems will annoy me, but I can also forgive me a little, after all, that can be considered part of the fun of life."

"But this time..." Evanson stretched out a finger and shook it a few times. "This time the incident has broken through my bottom line. Taylor!" The nameless demon guard's body shook involuntarily. Evanson squinted his eyes and stared at him, saying with oppression, "How dare you disobey the orders I have clearly issued?!"

This can be regarded as the bottom line of all warlocks. As warlocks, they can tolerate such comparisons as demon guards... Tiger demons, who have a few words to themselves, or even mock themselves, don't care because they don't care. What they really care about is whether they obey themselves and whether they will violate their orders.

However, most of the demon guards are more aware of the current affairs. After their warlock master issued the instructions, although they were reluctant to speak, their bodies were still very honest and they did whatever they wanted.

When Evanson summoned his demons to this world, he issued a clear order that he could not kill anyone before getting his order! And Taylor's behavior this time had completely violated this order, which was to break Evanson's bottom line.

No warlock will tolerate such behavior that challenges his master's authority! Demons who dare to do this will not only be destroyed by his master physically, but their souls will not have the chance to return to the twisted void and wait for resurrection. They will become the warlock's casting material after being tortured.

But after not thinking about it, Taylor did not show any fear of the terrible situation he was about to face, nor did he kneel down and beg for mercy. Instead, he looked relieved.

"Actually..." Taylor looked at Evanson who was furious with strange eyes. "Boss, before I did this, I asked you for instructions through spiritual connections, and I got permission!"

"What?!" Evanson was stunned when he heard this. In order to avoid punishment, he actually made up such a low-level lie. This was an insult to my IQ! His anger became even more intense. "Nonsense, when did you ask me for instructions? When did I allow you to do this?!"

"Just last night...oh no, it was at 1:00 a.m. today." Taylor looked at his boss in confusion. How long has it been since he could not remember it. How far has his boss's memory declined?

Yesterday? Today? Humph! Seeing your ambiguous words, you must be... waiting... Evanson, who was about to attack, was suddenly stunned. At one o'clock in the morning, he seemed to be in the room with Claya, having in-depth exchanges on some academic issues, and the communication was quite dedicated at that time... No one should have called himself from the spiritual point...

"Ahem..." Evanson's face looked a little embarrassed, and he rubbed his hands together and sat back. "You said nothing...ah...well... Besides, there is no chat record on the spiritual link, and there is no way to confirm your statement. Then..."

Evanson said and thought, but the more he thought about it, the clearer the memories in his mind became, so he wanted to say that he should just give him a lighter punishment and wanted to expose the matter quickly.

But who knew that at this time, Sarah, who had been watching the show for a long time, suddenly said, "Hey, there are really such things like chat records." Taylor also nodded, then raised his hand and pointed it at his head, pulling out a ball of something like green smoke, and then the ball of smoke slowly turned into the shape of words.

"Ah?!" Evanson was shocked. "Who invented such a boring thing?!"

"The history of the Legion is extremely long. Isn't it normal to invent some strange things?" Sarah slowly explained with her hands folded her chest, "You should know that before the popularization of the Legion liaison equipment, the communication and orders between the Legion were all completed by spiritual links. It was fine at the beginning, but after a certain battle failed, the Abyss Lord and the Fear Demon, who were responsible for the command of the army, shirking responsibility for each other."

"The Fear Demon King said that he had clearly formulated a combat strategy and passed it on to the Abyss Lord on the front line, but the Abyss Lord said that this was not the case at all. Just like what the boss said just now, nothing can prove it."

"So, after Lord Kiljadan killed both of them, in order to prevent such unclear things from happening again, he invented this spell to preserve the information conveyed in the spiritual link."

"Well...so that's how it looks." Evanson gritted his teeth and thought fiercely, Kiljadan, you bastard, I curse you for being pushed ten thousand times by the million-dollar lord!

At this time, Evanson saw that the smoke in Taylor's hand had completely formed words, Hum! Isn't that just a bunch of words? What if I don't admit it?!

But who knew that Taylor reached out to the words directly, and Evanson's urgent voice immediately came out, "Don't bother me, let's do it yourself!"
Chapter completed!