Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

And at this moment, standing opposite this dragon.

He is a man with long silver hair tied into a pigtail, wearing glasses, and looks elegant.

"What do you want from me?"

puff--!

It should be said that it was quite rude. The dragon just sneezed and looked down at the man at its feet.

This is a sign of contempt.

The dragon race is indeed arrogant and warlike.

But there is still a situation that can make them put aside their pride, speak to others calmly, and invite battle.

That is someone who can match them in strength or is stronger than them.

They have already thrown their own life and death aside, and the only thing they pursue is fighting to the death.

Therefore, they will give qualified courtesy to opponents who can bring them battle.

His behavior towards the young man at his feet represents one thing.

He looked down on him, that's all.

The young man didn't care much about the dragon's attitude. He just said something in a calm and steady tone.

"I need to talk to you about something, Grendel."

The young man calmly said the name of the dragon in front of him.

This name is enough to make the entire Norse pantheon tremble with fear.

——『The Tyrannosaurus of Sin』Grendel.

This is an extremely cruel dragon in Norse mythology. Doing evil, being cruel and bloodthirsty is just his normal state.

And he is another branch of the dragon species, known as the evil dragon.

The whereabouts and actions of ordinary dragons are still within the tolerance of the gods and Buddhas, but the existence of evil dragons is basically a scourge to the world.

Because they are casual, reckless, and only live according to the purest desires in their hearts, regardless of other people around them.

Therefore, many years ago, each pantheon launched a crusade against the evil dragons within its own pantheon.

The same is true for the evil dragon in front of him, Grendel.

He was killed by Beowulf, the famous dragon-slaying hero in Norse mythology.

It's just that the brutality and madness in his pupils and the creepy aura emanating from his entire body.

There is no doubt that it is the evil dragon Grendel who should have died that year.

"Fools, don't think that you can order me around just because you resurrected me."

"I only fight strong men. I have no interest in being your thug."

Grendel just sneezed, and the whole dragon took two steps back and fell to the ground.

The huge dragon's tail slammed heavily to the ground, and the earth immediately began to shake violently.

"I know, so I let you help me while also letting you enjoy the battle."

"There are plenty of opponents for you to choose from this time."

There was a flickering light in the silver-haired young man's pupils, which showed that at this moment his heart was not as calm as he showed on his face.

"Roar……?"

Grendel, who had just been lying on the ground, seemed to have shown some interest. The huge dragon head slowly rose along with his five-meter-long neck.

"Who is there?"

The silver-white pupils like lanterns stared at the silver-haired young man.

The aura of brutality and killing surged out, and the young man endured the baptism like this. His facial expression no longer maintained its original calm and indifferent appearance, but became twisted and sinister. He said:

"It will be a grand feast. Many gods from different pantheons will attend the wedding."

"What I want you to do is to completely ruin this wedding."

"Roar?"

“This is really interesting.”

Glendel's breathing began to accelerate dramatically, hazy white mist spewed out of his nostrils, and his strong and powerful hind legs could not help but scratch the ground a few times.

"I think you found more than just me."

The evil dragons are indeed arrogant, domineering, and warlike!

But that doesn't mean they have no brains, it just means they don't care much about many things.

He knew that if he just broke into the place where the gods were and caused trouble, even if he was very confident in his own strength, he would never come back.

He was not afraid of death, on the contrary, he was happy to die in battle.

But he hated it when a bunch of people came to beat him up, because that kind of fight was not fun at all.

"Several other evil dragons also agreed."

"Although the combat power is not yet sufficient, it is more than enough to cause a big commotion."

How could he not know that his fighting ability was not enough?

Although the evil dragons are very powerful, their numbers are still a big problem.

But destroying the wedding is enough. The main gods of other pantheons may not necessarily help the devil, and the probability of them standing by and watching is very high.

This is completely sufficient.

In fact, he didn't just want that, he wanted to directly kill the protagonist of the wedding.

But now he can only do this much, after all, the thing that controls the evil dragon is not in his hands.

This was the only way he could use to persuade these idle evil dragons.

He didn't dare to go directly to his master to borrow strength. After all, the experiment was at a critical stage, and the master would not destroy the plan that would make him happy in the future because of his personal affairs.

"Damn it!"

The silver-haired young man became angrier the more he thought about it, and kicked the big tree next to him.

"I actually chose that damn guy."

boom--!

Another heavy punch hit the tree directly. After bearing two heavy blows in succession, the tree finally couldn't bear the weight and broke directly and fell to the ground.

"I joined here so that I could take you back as my wife."

"And now you have to enjoy the pleasure of a substitute."

Two very similar expressions, resentment and coldness, intertwined and distorted on the young man's face.

Just at this time!

A cold voice sounded behind the silver-haired young man.

"You really have such an idea in mind. It seems that I made the right decision to come here this time."

"Otherwise, I might really be disgusted to death by you."

"Euclid Lucifergus!"

"..."

The azure blue light rose directly from the ground, converging from all directions towards the center of the sky, and finally formed a semicircular light shield that enveloped the space.

Those who appeared here were naturally Vitan who had arrived here a long time ago.

That's right, he had arrived here a long time ago, and had been listening to the conversation between Euclid and the evil dragon Grendel.

Euclid!

This is the one he mentioned before, the one who has feelings for his own sister, and is also the most perverted brother among the demons.

Just like in the original novel, Euclid is currently in the vampire's territory, carrying out the Evil Dragon Plan ordered by Lezevim.

When he got here, he was actually planning to take action right away.

But after seeing the scene in front of him, he wanted to listen to what Euclid was saying to the evil dragons.

If he had not planned to ruin the wedding and had not had any dirty thoughts about his sister, he could have spared his life and taken him back for re-education.

After all, Gurefia still has a lot of affection for her younger brother, and she is not going to do anything so drastic unless it is absolutely necessary.

But after hearing what he just said, he understood.

There was nothing wrong with my original idea. This kind of scumbag had no right to continue living in this world.

"What are you shocked about, Euclid!"

"You want to ruin my wedding, right? I'm standing right in front of you, why are you standing there in a daze?"

Vitan's tone was cold, as cold as the chilly winter in December, without a trace of emotion.

Those who are familiar with Vitan know that the time when he is really angry is not when he scolds you.

Only when he remained silent like now, would he be truly angry.

The cost of this situation is also extremely terrifying.

"you are?"

Similar influences began to overlap in Euclid's mind, and the distorted expression on his face turned directly into surprise.

"Vitan Asmodeus."

Euclid actually didn't know Vitan. After all, when he left the underworld, Vitan was not even a sperm.

Later, when he was following Rezevim, he also heard that Gurefia was very caring towards a boy from the Asmodeus family and treated him like his own brother.

But he didn't care much about this matter. After all, in his eyes, Vitan's existence was probably like a substitute for him.

It was just a replacement that Gurefia found because she missed him after he left home.

And what he had always needed was not the identity of a younger brother. What he wanted was to be Gurefia's husband and to enjoy the delicate body that had fascinated him for hundreds of years.

His identity as a younger brother does not allow him to do these things, but is instead the biggest constraint on him achieving his goals.

It was because of this that he abandoned this identity and threw himself into Lezevim's service without hesitation.

"Why are you here?"

Doubts, suspicions, and confusion!

All three emotions were expressed in his tone at the same time, but none of them could outweigh his happy mood and the upturned corners of his mouth.

"Forget it, the reason doesn't matter. Your presence here means that you are wishing me to fulfill my wish tomorrow."

The original plan was for him to bring a few agreed evil dragons to disrupt the wedding of Gurefia and Vitan.

But he knew very well that this would not do anything to Vitan.

At most, it's just venting the anger and resentment in my heart.

Afterwards, I'm afraid that the sister he has always been thinking about will still have sex with his "substitute".

He was twisted with a look of jealousy and anger.

He couldn't vent the frustration in his heart at all.

But now, this man appeared in front of him.

He can stop this matter from its root.

As long as he kills this man here, his sister will still be single, and he can plan slowly.

As for not being able to win?

He had never thought about it so much.

He knew that Vitan was preparing to ascend to Asmodeus's position, but in his eyes he was at most at the level of a demon king.

No matter how talented he is, he had already reached the level of Demon King a hundred years ago.

There is also the evil dragon Grendel around.