Chapter 1216 Disaster Coin
The purification ceremony of the blood pool was about to be completed, when a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the water surface, and a huge spherical cocoon shell floated up.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Boss Xumo's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands in excitement.
Under the gaze of the three brothers, the cocoon shell burst open, and a white and wet arm stretched out.
The Babu Demon in the cocoon has successfully evolved into a enchanting and beautiful succubus. The moment he emerged from the cocoon, he immediately noticed that something had happened to the blood pool.
The three devils guarding the pool looked at her with evil intentions.
The succubus trembled, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
His expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly opened the bat's wings and flew into the air.
She knew that Sumo had no ability to fly.
As long as you fly high into the sky, you will be invincible!
However, it wasn't just the bearded demon who was guarding the side of the blood pool.
"Huh? Still want to run?"
Anzu Demon Backhouse narrowed his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on his fat face.
He raised his right hand, silently called out "Telekinesis", and seemingly casually grabbed it from the air.
"Well!!"
The succubus, who had already flown a hundred feet into the air, suddenly felt his throat tighten, as if an invisible vise was strangling his neck tightly, and he suddenly fell into suffocation.
More than a ton of telekinesis was exerted on her body, and her fragile wings were unable to resist it.
The succubus, pulled by the power of thought, fell straight down like a big bird with broken wings and fell heavily to the ground.
puff! !
The succubus spat out a large mouthful of blood, struggled to escape, and suddenly heard the roar of a ferocious beast.
The invisible hellcat jumped on the succubus' back, swung its sharp claws, pulled and bit, and tore a pair of wings to pieces.
"Sir! That witch looks pretty good. Don't you want to relax on her and vent your anger?" the boss of Sumama hinted with a lewd smile.
"What do you mean, kid?" Anzu Mo's face darkened and he was righteous, "You are just using this to test your boss and want to drag me down? Humph, that's too outrageous!"
"Hehe! Your Excellency is a well-behaved man, so naturally he doesn't look down on this kind of bastard. Can you give it to our brothers for entertainment?"
Xu Mo's smile became more and more obscene.
"Isn't this not good?" Anzumo looked embarrassed, "Doing this kind of thing while on duty violates the Catch-22 rules formulated by the Duke himself. If you can't help it, I can only record the violation. Report the truth to General Turas."
The three Xu Mo brothers exchanged glances, each took out a thumb-sized black crystal, and pretended to casually stuff it into Anzu Mo's hands.
"Please, sir, be accommodating!"
Backhouse touched the tribute offered by his subordinates, put it quietly into his sleeve, and yawned exaggeratedly.
"I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the car and take a nap. The prisoner will be handed over to you three brothers for interrogation. Don't wait too long."
"That's right! Interrogate the prisoners! We will definitely interrogate strictly and try to dig out information useful to you from the witch's mouth!"
The three Xu Mo brothers smiled happily and understood.
Anzu Mo returned to the chariot alone, spread out his broad palms, and stared at the three one-inch square black crystals in his palms.
Inside the crystal, white spots are faintly visible.
If you look closely, you will find that each spot is a small human face, pale and distorted, with a painful expression, as if it is undergoing torture.
This is a soul crystal, also known as "disaster currency". It is a currency popular in the lower planes and is very popular among demons and demons.
Each face in the disaster coin is a self-destructive soul, sealed in the crystal, and will never be reincarnated.
The more souls sealed in the disaster coin, the higher the face value.
The three disaster coins given by the Summon brothers to Backhouse had double-digit numbers of souls sealed and were worth a lot of money.
Anzu Mo nodded with satisfaction.
The three bearded demons under him are quite sensible.
A woman's screams were heard in the distance.
Anzumo raised his eyelids and ignored the succubus who was being crazily ravaged by the three Xumo brothers. He casually put three disaster coins into his pocket, took out his account book, and recorded today's results.
Destroy a chaotic blood pool and kill several enemies.
Anzu Mo looked through his account book and calculated his merits, which were almost enough for promotion.
Unfortunately, he has a tense relationship with his immediate superior, the Horned Demon General Turas.
If his immediate superior does not write a letter of recommendation, no matter how much the Duke appreciates him, he will not be promoted beyond the level.
Theoretically, as long as he accumulates enough, Backhouse can forcibly advance and evolve into a higher level devil, such as an ice devil, even without the approval of his immediate superior.
However, not listening to the instructions and advancing without permission is tantamount to breaking the rules, contempt for superiors, and making serious political mistakes. You can't expect to get along in the system in the future.
In addition to being expelled from the military and public offices, devils who advance privately will also be collectively blacklisted by the major forces in the Nine Prisons and will never be hired.
Even family and friends will be implicated, and will be hampered by this matter in any occasion where political review is required.
For a devil to be reduced to such a state is equivalent to social death.
For Anzu Demon who is ambitious to climb up, such a heavy price is unacceptable.
Although it is not advisable to advance privately, the normal promotion path seems very slim.
Thinking of his gloomy future, Backhouse felt a headache.
General Turas was secretly investigating the munitions embezzlement case. He was also suspected and was transferred from the munitions department by General Turas and sent out on hunting missions.
It is a horizontal transfer in name, but in fact the job benefits, hidden power and gray income are very different, and there is no doubt that they have been severely suppressed.
Buckhouse was not very clean when he worked in the military supply department, but he did not think he had made any mistakes.
We are all devils, who can really be an honest official?
He did not believe that General Tulas was honest, it was just that he had not yet found out about the general.
He was unwilling to let his superiors control him, so he narrowed his eyes, became more and more evil, and secretly planned to design a clever trap to get rid of General Tulas who was hindering his promotion...
After the three brothers of the beard demons vented their anger on the succubus, they were still in high spirits and dragged the half-dead witch to the chariot and forced her into a large meat grinder used to deal with demon corpses.
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, the succubus with a charming figure and jade-like skin was turned into a pool of blood and flesh, squeezed and filtered, and the residue was discharged, leaving only the blood and flesh pulp through the catheter to enter the power furnace as a backup energy source for the hell chariot.
Burning the devil's blood can double the speed of the hell chariot in a short time.
The two heavy weapons carried by the chariot, the "Hellfire Cannon" and the "Two-Barreled Sonic Cannon", also consume demon blood to fire.
The higher the rank of the demon, the more energy it provides to the Hell Chariot after being crushed and juiced.
However, this biological energy is not so stable.
When the chariot burns demon blood, it is difficult to filter out the impurities in the blood, and occasionally there will be malfunctions such as "explosion".
