A shrill howl resounded throughout the city of light.

Today, the City of Light has long been dilapidated. Most of the buildings on both sides of the street have been destroyed. Terrifying scars appeared on the ground. These scars seemed to be caused by huge ferocious beasts, but the clear scratches were too terrifying. You can imagine how huge and fierce this terrifying ferocious beast should be.

I saw a building next to the street being cut into three sections in half. The cut was extremely smooth. In front of the building, a man wearing a hood and covering most of his face stood quietly. He raised his head and his eyes were extremely sharp.

The man slowly raised his right foot and stepped on it out of thin air in the void. The foot was sturdy, as if there was an invisible step there. The man went up, as if he was observing the smooth cutout of the building.

The man stretched out his right hand and gently touched the incision, which contained a terrifying high temperature, but the temperature was unusual. Except for the extremely thin layer at the incision, there was a biting cold everywhere. The man frowned slightly and looked towards the depths of the city of light, the direction of the place of divine punishment.

"Asmod, I didn't expect that you would fall into Adrian's trap because of your desire." The man stood up and slowly took off his hood. It was the king of lies - Mao Moambley.

A faint smile finally appeared on his face: "But that's fine. This saves me a lot of trouble."

After Mao Mo'amble said, he slowly fell to the ground, and then walked towards the place where God's punishment was.

He walked very slowly, but every step he took would disappear from the spot and then appear hundreds of meters away. With his breath, he appeared in front of the door of the God's Punishment Place.

The glorious and solemn place of divine punishment in the past has long lost its vitality, and even the heart-pounding and murderous aura has become extremely thin. However, the air is filled with a disgusting smell of blood, which is extremely rich, but Mao Moampuri doesn't care.

He gently pushed open the dilapidated door. Five huge holes were caught on this thick door.

"This is the price of power." Maomeramble said with a sneer, "It's a pity that you will never understand what it really means again."

Mao Mo'ambuli walked along the long passage to the depths of the God's Punishment Place. Along the way, you could see broken corpses everywhere, and broken limbs were piled up like mountains. The entire ground was dyed purple-black, which was the road paved with blood. At this moment, the blood had already penetrated deep into the ground, but the strong smell of blood could not be driven away.

"roar!"

A roar that shook the sky came from the depths of the divine punishment.

Mao Mo'amble smiled slightly, then strode into the hall. This was originally the office of Asmod, the head of the Knights of Light, the office of Asmod, the general leader of the Knights of Light, but now it has become another scene.

I saw that in the huge space, the walls and the ground were covered with scarlet blood and blood pussy. Among these pussy, the smallest was enough to accommodate a strong adult. The larger one reached nearly ten meters in diameter. The dense pussy was arranged in complex arrangement, and a blood and blood pipe stretched out from the top of each pussy. All the blood and blood pipes were connected to the center of the hall, the man occupying the steel throne!

At this moment, Asmod still had a young face. However, from the lower neck, it was covered with blood-colored abscesses. Blood-red sarcoma hung over his body. Even though he sat there quietly, the sarcoma broke without warning at all times, and it was obvious that the taste was not good.

Asmod's young and handsome face had been twisted by pain, and under the bursting pussy, more sarcoma and pussy would burst out again at a speed of a hundred times. After repeated recurrence, Asmod could no longer distinguish the human form. At this moment, he was more like a pile of rotten meat paste, but the diameter of the meat paste was nearly fifty meters. Perhaps it was more appropriate to describe it as a meat mountain!

"Maumuambley!"

Asmod opened his blood-colored eyes wide open, and his endless anger seemed to be two sharp swords, hoping to cut the person in front of him into pieces.

Maomeramble smiled slightly: "Asmode, the great Lord of Desire, or I should call you Asmode. I remember when I went out to perform the task you delivered, I once warned you not to easily try to fully integrate Zhang Yang's genetic fragments. Because we were samples from Adrian after all, this old fox might do something."

"But you did not follow my advice after all." Maomer Ambly's face was full of regret. "If you just wanted to borrow this power, instead of trying to completely take it for yourself, things would not have developed to this extent. God said that desire is the root of all sins! Let those who let desires go to destruction."

"Fuck the Lord God!"

Asmod roared angrily, but due to his excitement, his flesh-like body suddenly expanded rapidly, and then the terrifying sarcoma burst one after another, and a bunch of scarlet mucus flew out. Asmod wailed in pain and never dared to act rashly again.

Mao Moambulli smiled slightly, and he walked to a human-sized flesh and blood pussy, stretched out his right hand and stroked the void. He saw the flesh and blood pussy suddenly cracked from the middle, and then scarlet mucus gushed out, and a curled creature inside fell to the ground.

This creature looks similar to a human, but there is no hair on its body. There is no organ on its face except for a pair of eyes. There is a line of air holes growing on their necks. At this moment, they are trying hard to open and close, trying to draw some oxygen from all around.

The humanoid creature has long arms, five fingers disappear, and replaced by five sharp bone blades.

"Corpse King Warrior!" Mao Mo'ambley looked at the humanoid lying on the ground and twitched because he could not get oxygen. The smile on his face remained unchanged. "I abandoned all useless organs, and only useful tissues for combat are left. Even the circulation system and internal organs in my body have been transformed accordingly. Strictly speaking, they have become new species. Unfortunately, your failure is doomed to their demise."

Mao Mo'amble raised his head and never looked at the juvenile body of the corpse king warrior who was dying on the ground: "Asmod, you have failed after all."

"No, I haven't failed yet!"

Asmod suppressed the terrifying pain above his body, and he tried his best to calm himself down: "As long as you bring me a real sample!"

Mao Mo'amble shook his head gently: "Don't you feel sad, the great Lord of Desire. At the moment of life and death, you do not have a trustworthy friend. And for me, your failure will become a stepping stone for me to succeed. The person in this world who most hopes you will fail is me."

Asmod had completely calmed down at this moment, and the burst wound on his body had a sarcoma again. A strange smile appeared on his twisted face: "The great king of lies - Mao Moe Ampuri, maybe you have ignored the most important thing."

Mao Mo'amble was slightly stunned. He waited quietly, waiting for Asmod's following.

"You, who are also chosen people of God, should know the changes in the Lord God - Becomemon in recent times." Asmod smiled even more strangely, "Do I need to remind you of the smart brain that has not fully recovered his memory? He has begun to transform!"

Mao Moampuri's face changed slightly. He didn't know why Asmode mentioned this at this time. Indeed, as the chosen people of God, they had a connection with Baimon that was both nothing and real. These days, this connection has become more and more obvious. Mao Moampuri already knew that Baimon was changing.

But Mao Moambulli, who had not yet opened the memories of all the people of the Gods, did not know what this meant. But whenever he touched this connection, a faint feeling of anxiety appeared in his heart. It was a feeling of fear called - fear!

Fear! That's right, it's fear. As the king of lies and the chosen people walking in the dark world, Maomer Ambly never knew the meaning of fear, but this time, he not only understood it, but also truly realized it. It was a trembling from the depths of his soul.

Looking at Mao's gradually pale face, Asmode couldn't help laughing, but the fluctuations in his emotions made his body explode again. Fortunately, the area of ​​the explosion was relatively small. In addition to changing his face to the more distorted, Asmode survived.

"What do you want to say?" Mao Moampuri took a deep breath and forced the endless sense of fear in his heart!

Asmod smiled slightly: "If you want to know the answer, I hope you can do me a favor."

Mao Moamble's eyes narrowed, and a strong murderous aura began to spread from his body.

"Don't act like you're going to kill someone." Asmod said calmly, "My conditions are very simple. If you help me get rid of this damn rotten flesh, I will tell you the memory that is still blocked in your mind. How about it?"

Mao Moambri smiled coldly: "How can you guarantee that you will not attack me after you leave here?"

"If you can detect my current physical condition, I think you wouldn't have this worry." Asmod smiled bitterly on his face. "Even if I can restore my ability to move freely, I can only recover less than half of my strength. I think even in my heyday, it takes enough patience and luck to decide the outcome between us, right?"

Maomer Ambly's eyes kept sweeping over Asmode's body, and finally he nodded: "Document! What do you need me to do?"

"A simple operation completely stripped off these damn gene fragments in my body! I'm fed up!"

The deadly city of light suddenly burst out with a shocking howl, which never dispersed above the city for a long time! (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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