Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

Erica glanced at him; it was that guy again.

She glanced at Xue Lingfeng again. The king hadn't spoken yet, and it wasn't appropriate for a lowly knight like her to speak.

It has to be said that Erica has been trained quite well these past two days.

"If you don't want to be a human, then be a dog."

Suddenly, a chilling voice fell, and an aura as vast as the ocean and as heavy as a towering mountain gathered, suppressing this space.

Suddenly,

Everyone's body felt as if it had been pressed down by a mountain, and they were all pinned to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Their faces were contorted with fear, their hearts filled with unspeakable terror.

The magical society to which the Godslayer is loyal is solely for the purpose of seeking the Godslayer's protection.

For this, they are willing to pay a certain price to support the god-killers.

However, in the original Godkiller manga...

Kusanagi Godou, the gentle protagonist, becomes a god-slayer and possesses the power to become a demon king who rules the world, yet he is completely manipulated by Erica and all the magic societies in Italy, without even realizing it.

As for Kusanagi Godou, it's one thing if he just wants to go back to his normal life.

However, after returning to China, they were forced to return to Italy.

He must prove his power to the magic society of Daili, prove that he is a god-slayer.

Then, unilaterally, he handed over the Gorgon Stone to this guy for safekeeping.

Apart from Liliana of the Bronze Black Cross, everyone else treated him with the same indifference, showing him no respect whatsoever.

king???

Oh!!!

They're just puppets!

The official editorial committee of District 11 was even more determined to control Kusanagi Godou, this weak Godslayer.

As a god-slayer, as a demon king and tyrant who ravages the earth.

Kusanagi Godou has no dignity or respect whatsoever; he's practically worse than a dog.

The spacious hall accommodated dozens of magicians, making it slightly crowded.

As these leaders of the magic societies were suppressed and unable to move an inch, their clothes were soaked with cold sweat as if they had been washed.

The cold and violent aura made their bones crack and their skin begin to bleed.

Their eyes constantly revealed fear, anxiety, and regret.

However, at this moment, none of them could utter a sound.

Upon witnessing this scene, Paul Brantelli lowered his head even further.

If I hadn't agreed earlier, they would probably be in this situation right now.

At this moment, Xue Lingfeng was not in a hurry to kill them, because he sensed something more interesting.

A wisp of dark energy gathered as he waved his hand.

Fear, anxiety, regret, and other emotions are building up.

The path of the demon is not limited to flesh, bones, and soul; emotions are also a valuable resource.

The seven emotions and six desires, the turbulent world of mortals, if utilized, can be just as effective as drawing blood, extracting bones, or refining the soul.

Using these emotions to cultivate supernatural abilities is definitely a useful method.

Living beings possess seven emotions and six desires, and this kind of supernatural power is especially useful to them.

After all, there are quite a few characters in the world of crossover anime who possess great power but have extremely poor mental states, and can easily become trapped in any illusion.

It seems it's time to find such a supernatural power and start cultivating it.

Xue Lingfeng glanced at the female wolf commander who had first refuted him, and pointed a red light into her body.

In an instant, the "female wolf" commander changed. A bloodthirsty aura condensed within his body, and then his figure began to transform.

The skin quickly turned red, and the hair, teeth, and nails all grew longer.

The aura emanating from his body also became incredibly violent.

His pupils turned blood red, filled with a bloodthirsty gaze.

He then quietly got up, while the other numerous magic society commanders who were still lying on the ground...

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the merciful commander had transformed into something neither human nor ghost. The fear and terror in his heart were beyond measure.

This was naturally Xue Lingfeng using the terminology to transform him into a blood corpse.

Blood corpses are infectious, but of course, the infectiousness can be turned off by one's own side.

His strength is just so-so, only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

Erica and Paul watched as the "she-wolf" leader underwent a dramatic transformation.

His expression was one of shock; he truly hadn't expected Xue Lingfeng to have transformed him into this state.

Then Xue Lingfeng pointed out another beam of red light, which dispersed and entered the bodies of these magic society leaders.

Blood Soul Curse.

This is a demonic curse mark that Xue Lingfeng found in the chat group shop.

Engrave it on their souls, and take control of it for life.

After doing all this, the chilling and terrifying aura within this space suddenly vanished.

“Search for all information about the disobedient god, and the relics... If you pretend to comply, you'll become this guy's food.”

Xue Lingfeng said coldly, glanced at the guys lying on the ground, and then lost all interest.

His figure transformed into a streak of red light and vanished from the spot.

For a long time after Xue Lingfeng left, the scene remained eerily quiet.

Only the "she-wolf" leader, now a blood-soaked corpse, exuded a savage and bloodthirsty aura, her eyes filled with greed as she looked at them.

The leader of the magic society, lying on the ground, was terrified. Stared at by the blood corpse, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if there were thorns in his back.

However, they were completely exhausted and unable to get up and leave.

It took them a long time to regain some strength and they shakily got up.

Moreover, they can sense the imprint on their own souls, and if they harbor even the slightest wicked thought, their souls will be annihilated.

"Now, everyone, you should carry out the orders."

Erica looked at the Society leaders, who were covered in blood and sweat and looked utterly disheveled, and said something under her breath.

This made them break out in a cold sweat again; if they couldn't complete the mission, they would really become food.

“Yes…we will do our utmost.” The “noblewoman” was the first to respond, her face full of obsequiousness.

The leaders of the various magic societies responded with obsequious flattery, then cautiously withdrew.

As he left, he glanced at the blood-soaked corpse with lingering fear, his heart filled with indescribable dread.

Paul Brantley looked at them, sighed, and then bowed respectfully in the direction Xue Lingfeng had left.

The leader sighed as he looked at the "female wolf" who had turned into a bloody corpse.

"People should have self-awareness..."

Chapter 76 Feed You First

The leaders of the Italian magic society,

They hurriedly went to search for information about the God of Disobedience and sacred relics for Xue Lingfeng.

Xue Lingfeng directly put the blood corpses in charge of supervising them, which left them no choice but to be careful, otherwise they would really become food.

This terrified them; they never expected the new king to be so ruthless.

But if they can't see the bigger picture, who can they blame? They brought this on themselves; now they can't even be human anymore, they can only be dogs.

Everyone was startled as they felt the mark on their souls.

At this point, Erica went directly to one of the leaders of a magic society.

"Miss Erica, what are your orders, Your Majesty?"

The woman was a rather young-looking noblewoman. When she saw Erica specifically looking for her, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly and respectfully bowed to Erica.

Having witnessed Xue Lingfeng's terrifying nature, she felt an immense fear of him.

Even though he had once faced the Sword King Salvatore, he was still not as afraid of Xue Lingfeng as he was now.

Xue Lingfeng's aura was far stronger than that of the Sword King, and his methods were far more terrifying.

She is no longer the Bronze Black Cross commander she once was, and now, as the new king's... dog, Erica's status is even higher than hers.

Where is Lily?

"Miss Erica, what do you mean by asking her?"

She was extremely respectful before Diana, but she didn't know what the new king's first knight meant.

Could this be the king's intention?

"Send Lily here to report; the king wants her."

The Crimson Eye Black Cross and the Bronze Black Cross have been at odds with each other for years.

As heirs of two different magic societies, Liliana and Erica are naturally enemies.

However, what is not widely known is that the two are actually very close female friends in private.

This is unknown to most people.

Erica knew very well that her king was extremely lecherous.

Moreover, since the King has also subdued this bronze black cross, Lily should naturally be brought to the King as well.

Hmph, that little slut must be very compatible with the king.

Only in this way can I gain more of the king's favor.

"Yes, Miss Erica."

Diana bowed respectfully, but she kept it in place.

"Oh, Commander Diana, is there anything else? Please say whatever you need to say, there's no need for this."

Erica, seeing Deanna like this, realized that there must be something else going on.

Otherwise, given her current fear of the king, she would have already carried it out.

Upon hearing this, Diana quickly composed herself, looked up at Erica, and said thoughtfully, "The Bronze Black Cross is already... the King's... the King's... dog, so Liliana Kranichal is also the King's servant. However... Liliana received instructions from her grandfather some time ago and will be departing for Bucharest in two days."

"Oh, Bucharest."

Erica immediately understood and smiled at her.

“Liliana’s grandfather is a follower of Marquis Voban, the Demon King of Eastern Europe. Now that he is old, he hopes that his granddaughter will serve the Marquis in his place.”

Diana looked at Erica with a sense of unease, her palms sweating.

If Erica interprets her words as an attempt to sow discord between the King and Marquis Voban, both she and the Bronze Black Cross will die.

Sasha Dejansdar Voban.

The oldest living god-slayer, who killed a total of eleven disobedient gods, and the demon king with the most powers among all god-slayers.

The eerie green pupils that gleamed in the darkness were a symbol of fear that gripped all of Europe for centuries.

Erica had heard of Marquis Voban's brutality; the number of people who died at his hands could be measured in the tens of thousands.

He would even turn a servant into a block of salt without mercy if the servant was a second late, which shows how cruel he was.

However, Erica felt that Marquis Voban was definitely not as strong as her own Wang Qiang.

After all, Marquis Voban certainly couldn't just crush two disobedient gods like that.

"Oh, so this is what your Bronze Black Cross means??"