Chapter 478 "Dirty" City

Sitting cross-legged on the blood lion demon's generous back like a small hill, Muria, dressed in black robes, looked at the crooked city wall not far away. The symbolism was greater than the actual meaning of the dilapidated small city. Smelled a disgusting bloody smell.

"Aw! Aw!" An unpleasant bird's cry sounded, and under Morea's gaze, a huge vulture filled with filthy black demonic energy flew from the small town and flew towards his location.

"My lord, I am the lord of Black Vulture City. Do you need any help from me?" The black-feathered vulture with the stench of carrion landed under Morea. On the vulture's back, a man with a Mediterranean The middle-aged man with the hairstyle stood up and saluted Muria with some uneasiness, showing a humble smile.

"Passing by." Morea was not too surprised by the appearance of this black vulture lord. Although he and the Balo Flame Demon had hidden their breath, the general existence could not tell their strength, but they were under the buttocks. The blood lion demon has no intention of restraining at all.

There were two soul-level blood lion demons and six gold-level flame demons. This kind of battle was enough to make this small city lord who only had the gold level frightened and went out of the city to meet Morea.

"Do you need to enter my city to cultivate, my city is broken, but it is still possible to provide some services that satisfy you." Seeing that Morea didn't seem to want to kill him, Black Vulture The lord heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked diligently.

This kind of big man who can use the soul-level evil beast as a mount has finally met, and he has not yet thought of killing him. Of course, he has to curry favor. It is naturally the best to get some rewards. If you can't, It is the right way to find a way to send it away quickly.

"Um!"

"Uh..." I was just a polite invitation. I didn't expect that the Black Vulture Lord, who Morea would agree to, hesitated for a while, and then reacted quickly, nodding and bowing, "Sir, please come here."

After the foul-smelling black vulture lord walked a little further, Morea, who was a little curious about this continent with the second most murderous name, followed.

"This is..." After riding a blood lion demon to the sky above Black Vulture City, Morea looked down, and was immediately shocked by the city in front of him. The city was even more dilapidated than its appearance, with houses crumpled up and down without planning, feces and sewage. Wanton flow. It can be seen that its owner has no intention to manage it at all.

There are the most and most conspicuous execution racks in the city, on which hang the corpses of people who died of miserable torture. Some of them have dried up, while others are still dripping blood. There are also carrion vultures pecking at the fleshless corpses that have just died.

What kind of city is this, it's just a garbage pond,

An execution ground, a breeding farm for vultures, this is not a city for intelligent beings to live in.

"Sir, if your mount is hungry, you can use these two-legged beasts at will." Seeing that Morea was hanging in the air, Lord Black Vulture came up and said very attentive.

"Two-legged beast?" Following the fingers of the Black Vulture Lord, Morea noticed the residents who were struggling to survive in this Black Vulture City, which could not be called a city at all.

It was a group of humans kneeling on the ground under the influence of inertia. In a trance, Morea thought that she had seen the African refugees in her previous life, skinny, numb, her eyes dim, and there was no hope for the future.

"Go down!" Morea gave an order through the mental imprint, and let the blood lion demon bring himself to a height of three feet off the ground, looking down at these humans who seemed to be living in purgatory from a close distance.

"Sure enough, they are not pure human beings, and yes, it is impossible for ordinary human beings to reproduce in this environment." The "human beings" who knelt down on the ground in accordance with their instincts have some things on their bodies that normal humans do not have, such as pale Untraceable magic patterns, small horns, hair, tails and the like.

These can no longer be called human beings, and it is more appropriate to call them demons.

"Roar!" Smelling and sticky saliva dripped between the teeth of the blood lion demons and the demons crawling in front of him. The creatures of the material world have an extraordinary allure for demons.

"Suck it!" The blood lion demon licked its mouth unconsciously, causing the demons in front of it to tremble involuntarily. Although life is difficult, it is better than death. Even if it is difficult, they still want to live.

"Choose out 20 of you and dedicate them to this lord." Beside Morea, the black vulture lord rode down with his big vulture, and said it for granted, as if cannibalism is just one thing Nothing but normal things.

As a result, the ugly and disgusting scene was staged in front of Morea, and the demons who were kneeling on the ground with humility just now rushed to the people around them, no matter if they were parents, wives, children or anything else before. relationship, now there is only one relationship, the proof of survival.

Soon, twenty demons with broken hands and feet were placed in front of Morea, their clothes were stripped clean, among them there were young girls with two years of age, and children of eight or nine years old. At that time, they all looked at Morea with pleading expressions on their faces.

But Morea looked at their faces, but found that he had no pity, because he saw this seemingly pitiful girl, the scene of the child's just killing, and the viciousness and decisiveness of the attack, which was no worse than those of the adults.

"Enjoy yourself!" The Black Vulture Lord smiled flatteringly at the blood lion demon under Morea's seat.

"Bang!" Just as the Blood Lion Demon was about to accept the offering of the undead and demonic lord in front of him, Morea slammed it on the back with a punch, causing it to shut its mouth honestly.

"Tell me, the people on these execution racks are subjected to such a miserable criminal law because of what crime they committed."

"Criminal?" The Black Vulture Lord was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Morea asked such a question, "This is just a trace left by me when I was bored. Do you need to try it, my lord? These two-legged sheep can please with their lives. You are their honor."

"Really?" Moreya's body was full of blood and murderous intent, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

"By the way, my lord, don't you eat these mounts? If you don't, I'll let my partner eat it." After speaking, the big vulture stepped forward, ready to peck at the demons.

"Kacha!" The miserable white bone fragments splashed with filthy blood and viscous brains, spilling all over the demons who were struggling and begging for mercy. The blood lion demon under the seat of Morea smashed the head of the big vulture with one paw.