Chapter 13786 Bewitched
Chapter 13786 Bewitched
Ling Xiao fell to the ground like a black lightning. He glanced coldly at the divine knights in gorgeous armor, and the murderous intent in his eyes made the divine knights shudder.
Then, he cast his eyes towards the devastated scene in front of him - the stronghold of the Tyrant Empire. The once solid city walls had now collapsed into ruins, and the houses had been burned to ashes, leaving only the broken walls swaying in the wind.
The ground had been dyed a shocking blood red, as if it were a sea of blood. Corpses piled up like a mountain, including old people, children, women, and even more warriors who followed Ling Xiao and fought for the glory of the Tyrant Empire.
Their faces still showed pain and unwillingness, their bodies twisted and lying on the ground, blood still flowing. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people want to vomit.
Although Ling Xiao did not know most of the dead, he felt a strong sense of grief and self-blame. He knew that they were all citizens of the Tyrant Empire, and they followed him to this battlefield without hesitation for the sake of their beliefs and ideals.
They carry with them their love and loyalty for the Tyrant Empire, and are willing to sacrifice their lives in order to allow the Tyrant Empire to dominate the Bai Ze Continent and for their families and compatriots to live a happy life.
But now they were all dead. They fell on this land full of blood and slaughter, and could never see the glorious day of the Tyrant Empire again.
Their lives, like shooting stars, flashed briefly before disappearing into the darkness. Thinking of this, Ling Xiao felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a sharp blade was constantly cutting his heart.
"I'm sorry, I'm late!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and hoarse, with endless grief and self-blame. Blood suddenly flowed from his eyes, and the blood slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground, splashing blood flowers.
The already terrifying evil spirit in him seemed to be affected by his emotions at this moment and turned blood red, like a burning flame, emitting a terrifying aura.
At this moment, the Nine Transformations of the True Demon in his body started to operate automatically, as if it could sense the anger and grief in his heart.
The blood on the ground seemed to have life, rushing towards him and merging into his body. The Blood Tribulation Demon quickly became stronger at this moment, and a layer of blood-red light appeared around his body. A terrifying demon shadow could be seen flickering in the light.
A deep and frightened voice came out of his mouth, and it was like a roar from hell, full of anger, frenzy, self-blame and madness. His eyes became even crazier, as if he had lost his mind.
At this moment, his demonic will was also growing wildly stronger, and his demon god form seemed to have absorbed rich nutrients, constantly growing larger and stronger. The demon god form was tall and mighty, emitting a powerful aura that seemed to be able to destroy the entire world.
Cultivating demons is never an easy thing. It is not something you can do just because you want to. Without experiencing some horrific tragedies and enduring tremendous pain and torture, one cannot truly become a demon.
At this time, Ling Xiao, who had experienced this tragic massacre and saw countless innocent lives disappear in front of him, was greatly shocked and shocked. His heart was filled with anger and hatred, and these negative emotions were like a catalyst, which made him completely possessed.
But Ling Xiao didn't care. At this moment, he no longer cared about justice and evil, or the boundaries between immortals and demons.
In his eyes, he is the devil, and the devil is him. He wants to use his own power to avenge those who died and make those who hurt the people of Tyrant Empire pay a heavy price. He wants the entire Bai Ze Continent to know that whoever dares to invade Tyrant Empire will bear the wrath of this devil!
Ling Xiao stood in the center, his eyes burning with flames of anger that seemed to devour the entire world.
He tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember when he had been so angry before. In his long life, he had experienced countless hardships and obstacles, faced countless challenges and difficulties, but such strong anger was definitely rare.
At this moment, he had only one thought in mind, that is, to kill people. He wanted to make those who hurt his relatives and friends, trampled on his dignity, and destroyed his ideals pay a heavy price.
His body began to undergo strange changes. His originally black and shiny hair began to turn white as if attacked by the frost of time. Every white hair that appeared seemed to be a vent for his inner anger.
The evil will in his body was rising like a surging tide. The evil will, with its endless power of darkness and destruction, seemed to break through his body and submerge the entire world.
Blood was surging wildly around his body, forming a terrifying, boiling river. The blood in the river seemed to have life, constantly rolling and roaring, making horrifying sounds.
He felt as if his body was being pierced by countless needles at the same time, which was extremely uncomfortable. Every inch of his skin was trembling in pain, and every cell was screaming in anger. He only wanted to kill now, just wanted to release all the anger and pain in his heart.
He wanted to be like a madman, not caring about anything, not considering any consequences, just waving the weapon in his hand and destroying everything in front of him.
In the distance, the white-robed chief priest had been closely watching Ling Xiao's every move. When he saw Ling Xiao's changes, his face turned pale instantly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He cried out: "Oh no, that kid is possessed by a demon!"
In his understanding, being possessed by a demon might be just a disaster for an ordinary person, but for a demon cultivator, it is an extremely terrifying thing.
Because at this moment, the demon cultivator finally achieved success and became a real demon. A real demon possesses endless power and terrifying destructive power. Their existence is a huge threat to the entire world.
Outside the city, Qin Feng stood there blankly, staring at the sky dyed red by the blood. The sky seemed like a canvas soaked in blood, exuding a chilling atmosphere. He actually had an urge to escape.
His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "That madman! No wonder so many geniuses are so afraid of him!" In his impression, Ling Xiao has always been a mysterious and powerful existence, but he never thought that Ling Xiao would be so terrifying after being possessed by the devil.
