Hell! Atama cursed in his heart when the guy came out, but then he remembered that when he came, someone had indeed reported that a team of demon hunters led by young noble ladies in Great Britain were resting in the church. However, Atama, who was cautious by nature, was not willing to have any accidents. For the temptation of the young and beautiful noble ladies, he was more willing to complete the ceremony safely before considering whether to eat the souls of these people by the way.

But they actually came to the door?

This is ridiculous. Even though I am the lowest level of sheep horn demon in hell, I am still a demon after all. Is this demon hunter planning to kill me?

Although he looks a little tall and Atama himself is a little cautious, even if the demon is a little more powerful, he still has most of the chances of winning and crushing, so he just squinted his eyes and looked at Juddbres.

"Who are you?"

He tried his best to bring his voice with a majesty of indifference and contempt, just like the superior demons talking to him. In order to match his tone and posture, Atama even pulled out a fire whip, causing it to hover around and whip out a ball of sparks.

Although Atama knew that his fire whip was noticed like small firecrackers and missiles compared to those of the Fire Demon Clan, these humans may not know that demons and hell, such things, have long disappeared from this continent for a long time. But it seemed to have some effect. The other party stopped and looked at him.

Then he actually moved again! He was still walking towards him!

If we apply the habits in the real world, Atama just wants to roar in his heart at such a time: This is unscientific! I am a demon. When I really meet a demon, humans should not be so scared that they will immediately run away and run away in panic, wanting to escape back to report information and make a long-term plan. Of course, it is impossible for him to come back. Atama will inevitably follow behind and slowly hunt down the other party in the fear and fear of the other party.

This is the normal script, or in the more than ten years of history of Atama on this continent, he disappeared long ago before meeting an enemy that could be threatening, such as the elite vampires of the Federation of Travania, the mages of the Great Britain Empire, the heroic warriors and priests of the Nordic temples, and the knights and priests of the damn churches. Fortunately, most of the people who could threaten him were in groups of actions and were always very disturbing. The lonely demon hunters who met were like normal scripts. After seeing his demonic body, they were occupied by fear and despair, and were hunted by him while they were constantly running away.

But this guy actually walked towards him!

While feeling a little panic, Atama's inner demon race also arose at this time the contempt and arrogance of humans. The yellow eyes suddenly opened, and the fire whip appeared in his hand again, and then whipped at the man.

Even if I am the lowest level of demon, it is still easy to kill a human.

Atama thought this way, and the fire whip whipped over at the same time.

In Atama's imagination, the man should have been caught off guard and was directly sucked into a scorched corpse by the fire whip, or was in a hurry, or confidently took out some magic defense scrolls - those low-level defense scrolls that were so damn that they could not defend against their own fire whip. At most, they could block it, but this human would still be pulled away by huge force and hit the wall hard, and then they would be shaken and bleeding, and then die in fear.

It just exists in imagination.

Atama's eyes widened again, not because he attacked again, but because of surprise, he widened his eyes widened - the other party grabbed his fire whip.

He just reached out his hand, then snapped and grabbed the fire whip he had sucked away.

The flames on the fire whip were still burning, but the other party's hand was not damaged at all. Hell, it was not an ordinary flame, but the fire of hell. Although it was not so pure, it still had the attributes of the fire of hell, and he actually grabbed it!

Atama had not expressed his surprise in anger and shock, but the other party had already turned his eyes to him.

"Does the sheep horn demon... have that great power now?"

Then his eyes turned into the blood-red that Atama was most familiar with.

Vampire! Hell, and it may also be an elite vampire! Ordinary vampires cannot catch his fire whip, damn it! When will there be such tall and strong among vampires, like a barbarian!

And what do vampires do when they appear here?! At this time, shouldn’t they be busy assassinating the leaders of other countries and forces in the east, and are overwhelmed by the attack of the church. At the same time, they must be guarded against the fall of the Nordic temple? In this continental war that concerns the survival of the entire clan, an elite vampire actually ran to the west of the continent. What exactly should he do?!

Before Atama could figure out this problem, a bigger problem came again - this time it fell from the sky.

Behind Atama, it suddenly seemed as if it was falling from the sky. With a bang, a person suddenly appeared. In fact, Atama didn't even know whether his intuition discovered something wrong first or the other party first, then he felt the terrifying and huge aura of death and darkness. In short, all the feelings of all are combined, with a bang, a terrifying existence with pure aura of death and darkness appeared behind Atama.

Even in hell, Atama rarely sees any high-level demon that can possess, or even the commander of a legion, his own power may be chaotic, violent, or angry. Such a simple and pure, almost pure power, Atama has only seen it in one person, and also knows the description of the power of the demon clan - the purer the origin of the power, the purer the bloodline.

So Atama had not even turned around and had already knelt down subconsciously, and he could feel the consciousness deep in his soul trembling.

Hell, isn’t the more pure the bloodline of the demon, the more severe the seal and restrictions between hell and the continent? Such a pure power exists, either the demon king or the direct bloodline of a monarch. How could it be, how could it be, and how could it be, on the ground?

Although it was unreasonable and abnormal in his heart, Atama was still half-kneeling, trembling and slowly turning his body. He didn't even dare to raise his head. He just saw the other party's feet with black scales shining with cold light like black armor, and immediately said in the humble and trepidation tone.

"This respected lord. What wind blows you to the Europa continent? Atama Deridek Cassonibarni, the most humble and dustless person of the Sheephorn Demon Clan, here I offer you the most pious praise and blessings!"

Looking at the demon of sheep horns who didn't even dare to raise his head, Zhou Chu felt shocked. Although he did have the initial form and fully open his body. He brought the power of the Lich King to scare and threaten the other party, the effect achieved was too good and too effective.

It seems that the class system and power suppression between the demon clan are much more serious than he thought.

Zhou Chu cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

"Stand up and talk, Atama, what exactly are you doing here?"

Although he had obtained the other party's permission, Atama was still cautious and cautious, fully expressing awe with one lift and three lowers, and then he saw Zhou Chu's appearance. Although Zhou Chu's appearance was not similar to any demon clan in Atama's memory, it was only in this way that the other party's bloodline was more and more authentic. Only pure. The direct blood descendants of the Demon King, or others, were closer to humans, or they were similar to any demon clan in appearance, but different. Or completely different.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him has obvious and typical characteristics of most demons, the horns on his head, the tentacles behind him, the black scales, and the huge hands and bone blades. What made Atama believe even more was the majesty that only the superiors had on him, which made Atama fearful, as well as the pure power of death and darkness, and there seemed to be a trace of the breath of the blood clan in the middle.

Lord Lucifer? Lord Berusebab? Or Lord Asazel? Or Lord Mamon, Asmontis, Lord Leviathan? Or Lord Belia?

The names of the kings and demons flashed through Atama's mind, but they were still unable to associate with the one in front of him. Or, with the breath of a blood clan, Lord Lilith?

He kept making guesses in his heart, but Atama still answered respectfully to the other party’s question.

"Dear Lord, I am building a path to hell."

"Why?" Zhou Chu asked. During the few days on the mainland, because of vampires, Zhou Chu also knew a little about some secrets and history of the mainland. He was isolated from the powerful forbidden spells between hell and the mainland, and the passage between the two worlds was almost extremely difficult and dangerous.

"Before this, can I dare to ask, which king is the direct family and relative of the adult?" Atama asked tremblingly. Although this question may cause anger from the other party, Atama still had to bite the bullet and ask, because it was related to whether he could answer the other party's questions. If this adult was the direct family of several other adults, then his life was here and he could not answer it.

Before Zhou Chu could answer, Judbres from there had already spoken.

"The lowly inferior demon, can you ask about such questions? But it doesn't matter to tell you, Lord Cadias is a fallen god, not a native bloodborne. Moreover, lower-level demons, please keep your respect and fear. Lord Cadias is pure bloodline!"

Just revealed two information, Atama instantly exploded. When the vampire said that Lord Cadias was a fallen god, Atama felt ecstasy in his heart. However, the ecstasy was not over yet, and the next sentence immediately burst him out of his soul.

Pure blood!!!

These four words made Atama's pupils shrink and enlarge in an instant, shrink and enlarge. After repeated countless times, he asked tremblingly.

"Vampire, is your words true?"

"Hmph, I need to lie to a inferior demon like you? If the explanations of His Majesty Ephites and Lord Lilith cannot prove Lord Cadias, then who can prove it?"

Efetris... The current vampire queen, if it is recognized and proved by the queen, it is probably true... Atama thought, but then he... for a moment, Lilith?!

Lord Lilith? Queen of Night?

He was about to speak, but the Lord Cadias had confirmed his speculation again.
Chapter completed!