Chapter 464: Unworthy

The headless corpse fell suddenly, but the blood that spurted out from the corpse did not soak into the cracks in the rock meaninglessly.

Shafrok casually threw away the assassin's head, then raised his hand, and a large amount of blood spattered from the body immediately gathered in his hand.

These bloods are useful. Shafrok can use these bloods to summon his allies and summon the essence of his fellow vampires.

But a person's blood is still too little after all. When the blood cells are halfway together, they stop changing because there is no subsequent blood replenishment. Shaflock frowned, as if he was not satisfied with this, but there was nothing he could do. This little blood can only go so far.

Forget it, this is the level. Anyway, as long as the group of flame fists who dare to go deep into the ground are killed, there will be as much blood as possible.

Shafrok waved his hand, and the blood ball floated directly behind him. Then he turned his gaze to the assassins with flashing eyes. Shafrok knew that they were just as loyal to their father as the corpse lying on the ground. A direct descendant of God.

[evil thoughts]

There is actually no problem with this kind of loyalty. Xie Nian has always done very well. His murder plan has never failed, and he has never disappointed the Father. As the son of the King of Murder, Xie Nian's identity and His status is highly anticipated and he is the chosen one in the true sense of the word.

Even Shafrok himself recognized his authority, so before the final day of judgment came, he had no idea of ​​replacing evil thoughts and becoming the chosen murderer.

That's how it should be.

"The Blasphemous Assassins, the most cruel and vicious filthy blades of Baal. Out of your thirst for murder and blood, there is no one more dedicated to spreading the glory of Baal than you. Among all the followers of the King of Murder, you are also the most qualified. That batch.”

"All the blasphemous assassins received blessings and baptism under my eyes. I watched you receive the blessing of the Lord with my own eyes. You served Baal faithfully, and you also served the agent of the King of Murder, our Lord. God’s choice and blood heir.”

"You all follow his will, because you all think that the will of the Son of God is the will of Baal..."

This...this sentence!

All the blasphemous assassins suddenly changed their expressions. They were shocked by Shaflock's bold and disrespectful words. From their perspective, Shaflock was questioning the authority of evil thoughts, and evil thoughts represented Baal, Nashaf Locke is questioning Barr's authority!

The god of murder is above! This is nothing short of rebellion!

"Isn't that true?! My Lord! He is the biological son of the King of Murder! Besides him, who else is more qualified than him? Who else can represent the King of Murder better than him!"

Another blasphemous assassin couldn't help but speak. Shafrok turned his head and looked directly at him with those dim eyes. After being stared at by that gaze, a fatal fear enveloped him. whole body.

This fatal feeling even made the assassin's whole body stiffen, but Shafrok did not kill the assassin as before. He quickly withdrew his gaze, and then spoke to all the blasphemous assassins.

"Before today, I, like you now, have never questioned our great divine choice. In the past days, he has shown all the qualities that a qualified descendant of Baal should have, including cruelty, cunning, viciousness, and Excellent execution.”

"Under his leadership, the reputation of the Murder King once again spread throughout this rotten city, our order developed, and our power grew day by day amid the fearful wails of the Lambs. These are all Evil thoughts, the changes brought about by the arrival of the murderous king’s holy descendants... Oh, at least a month ago, these things really happened.”

Shafrok's original words were quite calm, but when he said the last words, his tone was full of contempt.

He had to use his godless eyes to stare at the embarrassed and blasphemous assassins in front of him who had lost their temple and could only follow him.

"As a personal experiencer of the decline of the sect, you all know when our weakness began. Since our leader cooperated with that clown, the so-called Gotash, our glory has been gone forever. , the murderous sect has lost its autonomy since then, and the honor-blasphemous assassins have become tools for people to call around. "

"For their unknown plan, we have paid too much, but far from getting the results and rewards we deserve. And when things have developed to this day, we have suffered intolerable losses, and in this crisis At this critical moment, our leader is not by our side..."

"The leader is just paying attention to that plan! As long as that plan can succeed, all the disadvantages we are suffering now will..."

Click! !

The one who spoke was still the assassin who spoke before. Shafrok spared his life before, but it was obvious that he did not cherish this precious opportunity, so his head was ripped out just like an unlucky guy. .

Shafrok brought the head with wide eyes in front of him, and then spoke slowly.

"Maybe you are right, but unfortunately, his damn plan has failed. Xie Nian has personally admitted his failure."

Dropping the head, crushing it with one kick, and collecting blood, Shafrok continued to speak to the assassins.

"Look at you, look at how miserable you are now. You used to be the most glorious blade, but now, your blades are covered with rust. The daggers that could cut the trachea through the nasal cavity with just a sniff have been broken and covered with gaps. Don't you know who made you look so miserable now?"

The blasphemous assassins looked at each other, and after 5 or 6 seconds, one of them spoke cautiously.

"...Evil thoughts?"

"Yes."

Shaflock nodded in acknowledgement.

"Our once perfect role model has been flawed. Evil has suffered his own tragic defeat. Evil's so-called plan has failed, and his allies have also suffered their own destruction."

"Kaiseric Thom's undefeated myth has been broken, and Gotash has rolled out of the city wailing like a hyena hit by a whistle stick by the Flame Fist, and finally it's us."

"The followers of the King of Murder were originally able to dominate the life and death of this world, but now we are being slaughtered one after another like livestock, and all this is because of Evil's failure. He is no longer worthy of being our leader."