When the players were thinking about how to act, the leaders of the jailers ended the meeting and came to the basement alone.

　　

　　 He passed through the long and narrow corridor, after a series of identification, and after confirming that no one was following him, he came to the basement.

　　

　　Here, he saw a huge god.

　　

　　 The opponent was hung on the cross, and a crown made of thorns was worn on his head. Blood was constantly flowing out of the wound that could never heal and dripped into the blood pool below.

　　

　　Beside him, thousands of magic circles surround him, confine his power here, and prevent the outside world from feeling his existence.

　　

　　 Hearing the sound of footsteps, this peerless beauty raised her head, her eyes blurred first, and then focused on the other person.

　　

　　 "First seat, you are here."

　　

　　 "Yes, Lord Blood Demon God, I have come to visit you."

　　

　　 The face of the first seat remains the same, but his heart is extremely complicated.

　　

　　 He has been deceiving other jailers.

　　

　　 The Blood Demon God is not asleep. He has been awake. The so-called awakening of the Blood Demon God is just a lie.

　　

　　 All the abilities of the blood demon **** are bound by the magic circle, so they can't see the information of the first seat, and can't read the opponent's thoughts.

　　

　　Although he has been tortured, his smile still carries purity that does not belong to this world. He smiled and asked, "How is the blood realm, how is everyone?"

　　

　　 "It's all very good, the people you know are still there, and they are all working hard."

　　

　　 "So, is it time for me to go out? I have a hunch recently that the time for me to leave here is getting closer."

　　

　　 "No, not yet. The order you expect has not reached a certain level. The dark **** is still in chaos, and it is not time for you to go out."

　　

　　 "It's a pity." The Blood Demon God sighed.

　　

　　 Looking at this beautiful **** who doesn't seem to exist in this world, the first person's heart feels cramped.

　　

　　 When he was a child, he was brought here by his father and told him that this will be the **** he will serve all his life.

　　

　　 From the first glance he saw the other party, he decided that everything he had would be handed over to the other party. From soul to body, every part would no longer belong to him, but to this great god.

　　

　　 But after systematically understanding the duties of this god, he fell into pain again.

　　

　　 The only purpose of this demigod made by the original demon king is to find a coordinate.

　　

　　 His physical body will stay here, but his consciousness will constantly shuttle through the world, trading his physical pain for spiritual strength and finding the ultimate coordinate.

　　

　　 And his source of power is order.

　　

　　 Order will decompose the dark demon's body and transfer its power to the opponent's body, without him providing constant shuttle energy.

　　

　　 Once this mission is completed, then all that awaits him is to destroy the road.

　　

　　 For this reason, he did not hesitate to rebel against his father, destroying and sealing all the insiders, and turning the blood domain into a dead domain, in order to make that day slower and slower.

　　

　　 This is the only thing a fan can do.

　　

　　 After chatting with the Blood Demon God about the recent events, the first seat made a request.

　　

　　 "We have encountered a group of enemies, they are very powerful, one of them is exceptionally strong, even stronger than the jailers. So..."

　　

　　 "I need my blood, right? Take it, you don't need to be so polite."

　　

　　 The first seater stepped forward, took out the golden blood from the blood pool, and drank it carefully in his mouth.

　　

　　The blood of the gods boiled in his body, and the violent power flowed in his body, making him feel the blessings from the gods.

　　

　　 once again expressed his gratitude to the blood demon god, he left the secret room, and prepared for the next move.

　　 Walking in the corridor, he saw an unexpected demon.

　　

　　 "Ms. Mystery, why are you coming back now? Who is the demon next to you?"

　　

　　 "My new subordinate. By the way, I have a small request."

　　

　　 "Let's talk."

　　

　　 "Can you give him the position of the first seat?"

　　

　　 At this time, a blood-red lightning flashed across, indicating that a rare heavy rain would be born here.

　　

　　 With the help of this blood-red lightning, the first person clearly saw that the demon beside the mysterious lady had a face exactly like himself.

　　

The other person walked up and smiled exactly like his own: "Master Zelatan entrusted me to pay tribute to you, and said that he was very dissatisfied with your recent work. Now, you should return. Your future work will be up to me. To be done."

　　

　　 "Return? What do you mean?"

　　

　　 "It seems that you have played this role for too long, so long that you have forgotten your original identity, number 093."

　　

　　 In an instant, another lightning flashed.

　　

　　 Amidst the roar of thunder, the first seater felt like a lightning flashed across his mind, reminding him of everything.

　　

　　 He remembered that night when he was a child.

　　

　　 That night when he disappeared all night.

　　

　　 At that time, he was already dead.

　　

　　 Someone, no, something should have appeared by his side, swallowing his body, his soul, and taking all of him as his own.

　　

　　 No, to put it more precisely, he took everything of the other party as his own.

　　

After 　　, he transformed into the appearance of the other party and began to play the first life, starting from scratch a little bit, and then slowly plundering everything.

　　

　　He is not the first one.

　　

　　He is a royal family.

　　

The royal family on the opposite side smiled relaxedly, and then said: "Master Zelatan is doing the final ritual. He has already obtained the weapon. Although there are not many in stock, he can barely satisfy his troops. Soon, we will start to do it. The final ceremony, the world needs to be quiet."

　　

"I thought you would get results first, but you seem to have forgotten your original identity and began to constrain the plan. There is no way, Lord Zelatan entrusted me to take over your task, and you can return to the eighth hell. Up."

　　

　　 The first seater looked at each other blankly: "I...but, I...who am I?"

　　

　　 "No. 093."

　　

　　 "No, I am not, I am not! I am not the number, I have my own name, I am Augustus! I..."

　　

　　 Before he finished speaking, he was horrified to find that his body began to change.

　　

　　 His physical body began to melt, his body began to disintegrate, everything in his body was slowly returning to the essence of the royal family, and all of this, he could not resist.

　　

　　 Looking at the royal family in front of him, he found that the opponent was holding a small badge in his hand.

　　

　　 The badge is not too powerful, but it seems to contain authority that cannot be beaked, making him unable to resist.

　　

"This is a token of Lord Zelatan, you can go. Next, I will make this place full of order. Those new slimes seem to be able to use it. You may not know that Lord Zelatan has coveted their power. For a long time."

　　

　　 "Blood Domain Demon Lord...what will happen to him?"

　　

　　 "Isn't there only one purpose when the tool is used up?"

　　

　　 At the last moment, he tried his best to launch a final blow to the opponent.

　　

　　 But the miracle did not appear.

　　

　　 was the first person to become a piece of meat and was finally sucked into the badge, leaving only his last reverb.

　　

"I am sorry…"