Crash.
Where he stepped, a worm that couldn't dodge in time was stepped on and exploded with one kick, letting out a shrill wail.
"ah-
The miserable voice did not sound like that of an insect, but rather like the voice of a fat, big-eared, middle-aged noble who had been bossing people around for many years.
However, Herbert had no mercy on the insect's death and did not express any condolences for his death.
Why are you blocking my way? Are you trying to scam me
To put it another way, this is just an illusion.
Herbert looked down at his reflection in the pool of blood and found that he looked a little strange.
"Um?""
Her appearance was roughly the same as the last time she transformed into a male succubus, but her body had undergone tremendous changes this time.
The outer sides of the limbs protruded and turned into sharp blades, and the whole body was covered with spikes.
Herbert stretched out his hand, and as his mind moved, his fingertips turned into sharp blades.
He clenched his fist tightly, and three half-foot long scarlet spikes protruded from the fist.
This is-
He also learned a lot of knowledge related to demonology from Flora and gained some understanding of the types of demons.
There are many different kinds of demons, each with a variety of abilities.
Among all the most famous and typical types of demons, there is a special species that is the rarest.
"Blade Demon?"
Among demons, the Blade Demon has another nickname that is full of malice.
This group of demons who only know how to kill in their lives call the Blade Demon a-
Kill demons.
Chapter 190 Blade Devil (3/6)
A madman without any reason, a fool who only knows how to kill, a body covered with thorns, a crazy killer."
These are the comments of other demons on the Blade Demon.
Being evaluated like this by a group of lunatics, one can probably guess what kind of race the Blade Demons are.
This book was first published on Taiwan Novel Network →?.?, providing you with a reading experience with no wrong chapters or out-of-order chapters.
Some spellcasters who are proficient in demonology have the ability to summon demons. After summoning the demons to the mortal world, they will control the demons' minds through special rituals, making them temporarily serve them and attack others.
However, no wizard would ever want to summon a blade demon.
Because the Blade Demon has extremely strong mental endurance, it can almost completely ignore their control and launch indiscriminate attacks on everyone present.
The devil himself is a warmonger.
The souls of demons crave killing and death all the time.
In fact, contrary to what many people think, demons prefer to kill each other rather than wreaking havoc in the mortal world.
Creating chaos in the world only makes them feel relaxed and happy spiritually.
However, fighting with one's own people can bring substantial benefits.
Demons, like angels, have the ability to gain power from other members of their species.
Kill the enemy and devour everything on it, then evolve again after accumulating enough praise.
Demon blood is a degraded divine blood. Every demon has a very weak divinity in his body.
Their killing of each other is to gather this weak bloodline, and when Ji Zan's divinity reaches a critical point, it will be able to help them change themselves.
Demonologists call it one-to-one evolution!
A demon can evolve into something completely different.
A petite succubus can transform into a violent ape demon that is over ten meters tall, and vice versa.
Demons represent the ultimate chaos; their form itself is uncertain and anything is possible.
Due to their different abilities to concentrate, their evolutionary directions are also different.
The Blade Demon has abandoned all special abilities, spell-like abilities, and innate abilities, and focused all its strength on killing.
Hard scales, sharp blades, extremely high mental resistance - all of this is just for killing.
They are real war machines!
The Blade Demon is a murderous maniac among demons.
He is an extremely militant among the extremely militant ones!
In the life of the Blade Demon, there is only one word that runs through it all: kill!
From the moment they were born, there was only killing in their lives.
Kill kill kill kill kill kill!
The occasion they are most willing to appear in is a protracted large-scale battle, where they will kill from the beginning to the end of the battle.
Even the demon lords were unwilling to recruit more of these crazy minions, and at most they would control them.
Then they are sent to the battlefield as killers.
"I didn't expect that I would turn into a Blade Demon. Does that mean that my demonic body can be upgraded again?"
Herbert silently familiarized himself with the Blade Demon's abilities and performed various tricky moves beside the blood pool.
The Blade Demon is completely different from the stiff and slow appearance it appears.
On the contrary, all abilities are very outstanding!
The joints are extremely flexible and have a wide range of motion. Various blades will not affect their movements. Instead, they can perform many difficult movements that humans cannot attempt.
This completely meets Herbert's need for flexibility and the most prominent feature is the hardness of the blade. When the two blades collided lightly, a dazzling flame burst out.
It didn't look like bones, but rather like metal that had been melted countless times and forged tens of thousands of times!
After catching a few demon worms for experimentation, Herbert, feeling unsatisfied, turned his attention to other demons in the distance.
"hehe."
He laughed strangely and rushed behind the three-meter-tall minotaur demon.
"!!?"
Clang One
Accompanied by the flash of swords and sabers, after a few breaths, only broken bodies and body parts were left on the ground.
"The Minotaur must die!"
Herbert said this with great righteousness, and then continued to rush towards another minotaur demon.
“Hehehe!”
"＊! That minotaur! Where are you running to!?"
"Die for me!!!"
In what can only be described as a one-sided, violent massacre, Herbert's spirit as a god of pure love was greatly satisfied.
Cool.
Even when the illusion disappeared and his consciousness returned to reality, Herbert couldn't help but nod vigorously.
Fighting is fun!
Herbert was resting his head on Valentina's chest, nodding his head and hitting it.
Creating ripples.
"-·Um?"
Valentina, who was a little unhappy about being hit, closed her eyes and snorted, then reached out her hand to turn him over and hugged his head.
“Mmmmm!!?”
What are you doing all of a sudden
Being a hooligan!!!
He struggled hard for a few seconds, but was unable to break free from this warm embrace.
There was no choice but to give up after resisting in vain, and resignedly lay in this soft embrace!
Everybody saw it. I resisted, but she wouldn't let me go.
It wasn't me who wanted to do this. She was the one who started it. She was the one who insisted on doing this to me.
It’s her, it’s definitely her!
After Valentina stopped exerting force, Herbert adjusted himself into a comfortable position and continued to think in the arms of love without struggling.
"Now I should be able to transform part of my body into a blade demon, and my physical combat ability will be further improved.
He originally thought that he would gain spiritual abilities from the Devil's Tears, but unexpectedly, it was still physical abilities.
Maybe this is his fate.
"But not entirely. After acquiring the Blade Demon ability, my mental resistance has been improved to a certain extent."
At this moment, Herbert could feel that his will was as strong as a blade and would not be shaken by anything.
Nothing can affect his will!
Just when Herbert was so sure of this, he suddenly felt Miss Hungry Dragon, who was holding him, move.
She wakes up—... Wait!
"? Why are you in my arms?"
Oh no!
"I see, you missed me too, didn't you?!"
Valentina hugged Herbert happily and rubbed him, then started to work directly.
Start purifying the bloodline. "Um, you——"
Just when Herbert was about to open his mouth to explain, his mouth was blocked.
“Hmm!?”
Wait, what did you use to gag yourself
Chapter 191: Feather of the Fallen Angel (4/6 plus 29)
"My body is as hard as a blade! My will is as firm as iron! My kidneys - they can still hold out for now.
"Well, for now."
After finally making Miss Hungry Dragon sleep, and letting her fall into a sound sleep again after savoring the afterglow of victory, the tired Herbert finally got a brief relief.
It’s a pity that I didn’t see the rising sun this time, and didn’t deduce the second law of sunrise.
Although he really wanted to go back to his little room and have a good rest, unfortunately, the work had not been finished yet.
[At this point I hope readers will remember our domain name Taiwan Novel Network → (t)(w)(k)(a)(n).(c)(o)(m)]
During this conversation with the monster girls, Herbert gained more than just the Devil's Tear.
He came to another compartment and reached out his hand to his shadow.
The shadow under his feet trembled slightly, and a shadow tentacle stretched out from it, handing the black feather rolled up in it to Herbert's hand.
Although he didn't have any magical props like a storage bag, he had a more convenient storage space of his own.
To be precise, it was put into Nenasha's hands, asking her to keep it for safekeeping.
As for where exactly they were hidden, he didn't intend to ask more, since he couldn't understand it now anyway.