My soul of Douluo is Faker

Chapter 92 I want to destroy all humans with martial souls
What Xianghe didn't expect was that the "wind of change" that he made up - the "wind of change" that was about to wipe out soul masters, already had signs in some cities.

But the instigator was not him.

Hisoka Kingdom, Hisoka City, Royal Palace.

After King Salazar XII announced his resignation, he was respectful before. The herald guarding the throne immediately walked up to him almost rudely, his eyes were full of threats, and he said in a serious tone: " Your Majesty, your morning court has been delayed for a long time, and the Prophet is still waiting. I haven't seen you for more than three years, shouldn't you be happier?"

When he said the words Your Majesty, it was more like telling a joke.

It seems that today can't be avoided.

"Sorry, I just didn't feel well just now, I'll pass right away."

Salazar wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his tone was humble and his expression was flattering, not at all like the domineering monarch who clamored in the court just now to give twice as much money to the common people.

For three years, Salazar almost forgot that there was such a special existence in the palace.

The resurrected prophet, what do you want him to do?
"Let's go then."

The herald made a gesture of invitation, asking Salazar to take a step ahead, and he followed behind. There was no sound under his feet, and even the movement of breathing could not be heard, like a ghost that never existed.

As the king, Salazar was naturally unhindered in the palace.

In addition, he had a mournful face hanging on his face, which made him look very scary. Passing palace people and nobles just bowed their heads and saluted when they met him, and had no intention of coming up to talk to him at all.

When the two walked away, one of the earls raised his head and asked the lady next to him, "Looking in this direction, you should be going to the East Palace..."

"He finally remembered that he still has a son left."

The noble lady wrapped herself in the warm fur, "It's really strange to say that the other princes died suddenly. The little prince who was not favored at all suddenly became the heir, but was imprisoned in the East Palace for three years. Don’t step forward. Tell me, is there something tricky in this?”

"It's really getting old and stupid, who knows what kind of tricks they are playing." The earl whispered, obviously not caring what other people heard, after all, the king is notoriously indifferent to his own reputation, "Speaking of which, you have Has anyone seen what the little prince looks like?"

"do not know."

"never seen it."

"I met you three years ago, and I heard that you dyed your hair pink..."

The nobles here are still discussing gossip about the crown prince, while Salazar has entered the East Palace on the other side.

Unlike other palaces, there is not a single guard or palace man in the East Palace.

On the contrary, some black men in suits and ties are sitting in twos and threes near the fountain in the East Palace Square, drinking or playing cards.

"You wait here for a while."

When Salazar was brought to the crown prince's bedroom, a herald immediately stopped him, and then walked forward in two or three steps, and glanced at the two men in black leaning against the door with a weak face.

What's going on, they look like they were seriously injured...

However, the herald also knew that now was not the time to explore this question, his eyes turned crimson and he said, "If the Prophet is not resting, I will go in."

When the two saw this, their faces became serious, and their eyes were filled with black mist.

After confirming their identities, everyone is a hell demon, but they are of different classes.

The two men in black wanted to say something at first, but after looking at each other, they opened the door silently and put the palace of messengers in.

Salazar wanted to take the opportunity to look up at the situation inside, but found that the light in the bedroom was dim, and even he, the soul king, couldn't see clearly.

After a while, the voice of the herald came out: "Please come in, Your Majesty!"

A man in black stared at Salazar with dark eyes, and licked his lips with his tongue, "The king's soul must be delicious, I hope you can come out alive!"

The other man in black also had a similar expression. Looking at Salazar, it was like the LSPs saw the cover of the video showing their thighs on station B, and they were eager to get closer and tear apart the other party's flesh and blood to find out. .

Salazar squeezed out a smile that didn't look like a smile, and walked slowly to the door, but the man in black on the left suddenly let out a strange "Wow", which actually frightened the king and tripped over the threshold. Just rolled in.

While laughing loudly, the two men in black didn't forget to close the door of the bedroom with a quick move.

These are hell demons. In front of the people who signed the contract, they are evil and lawful gangsters who like to exploit language loopholes; but in front of ordinary people, they are cruel, terrifying, evil and chaotic thugs who like to play tricks on food.

Even higher demons cannot suppress their brutal nature.

Salazar hurriedly got up from the ground, looked up, then knelt down at a faster speed, "Master Prophet."

Opposite Salazar, the prophet sitting behind the table is a blue-pink haired boy, who looks to be only eleven or twelve years old, with sunken cheeks, giving people a sense of sickness, because he hasn't appeared for a long time. Sang-wook in the cutscene.

His face looks very much like Xiang Hyuk's, but in comparison, his eyes look more rebellious, like a tiger that dominates the mountains, and anyone or anything in front of him looks like Destined to be his food.

On both sides of Xiangxu, there are two people standing on each side.

The one on the left is the herald who just came in. For the past three years, he has been in charge of monitoring Salazar's every move and cooperating with him to complete some tasks.

The man on the right was wearing a blood-red robe, but if Hinata Shiro was here, he would recognize this man as the evil soul master who massacred villagers on the border.

Behind him, there are four huge figures.They were wrapped in a cloud of gray mist, and they couldn't see their faces, but they didn't look human, only four pairs of blood-red eyes were exposed.

There was a trace of pain on Salazar's face, because the owners of those four pairs of eyes were his four sons.

Now they are no longer human
At this moment, Xiang Xu behind the desk finally spoke, "Salazar, we haven't seen each other for three years."

If Sang Hyuk's speech is like a pleasing creamy chocolate, then Sang Wook is like a refreshing mint.

However, his calm tone reassured Salazar a lot.

"Yes, during the three years you have been sleeping, I have been acting in accordance with your decree, and I have never slacked off for a single day."

Salazar quickly took out a list from the soul guide, "In the past three years, with the help of Mr. Tyrell, we have secretly captured 423 evil soul masters, and now they are all locked in the dungeon Among them, 12 of them have completed the conversion."

Xiang Xu showed a proving look, and glanced at the demon named Tyrell, that is, the guy dressed as a herald.

Tyrell took a step forward, not showing any humility at all, but rather proud: "He is right, relying on His Majesty the King's connections in the Spirit Hall, most of the evil soul masters in the Heaven Dou Empire have already been arrested , Even if there are two or three fish that slipped through the net, they should have disappeared. In short, the first step of the plan formulated by His Majesty Crowley and you has been successfully completed."

As he said that, he actually showed his true color as a devil, and rubbed his hands together, as if he was waiting for a commendation.

That's right, the missing evil soul masters that Wuhundian has been looking for didn't take the initiative to "gather" together, brewing some conspiracy to overthrow the world, but were caught by demons.

Among them, the role played by Salazar is to constantly obtain information about the evil soul master from several relatives of the Spirit Hall—even if there is only an approximate location.

As a demon, Tyrell can sense any faint evil, and use this to find out the hiding places of those evil soul masters—not to mention that those evil soul masters like to form associations, usually as long as you find one, you can find a nest .

But in front of the hell demon, any attack by the evil soul master is like putting out a fire with gasoline, it can't cause any damage to him at all, and the escape can only delay for some time, and in the end he can only be caught with nothing.

Tyrell's claim of credit, however, took a hit.

"Are you expecting me to praise you, demon?"

Xiang Xu stared at Tyrell indifferently, "Since so many evil soul masters have been captured, why are there only so few transformed demons? What kind of conspiracy are you cunning and disgusting things thinking about?"

"It's not fair for you to say that."

Tyrell is still a character in hell, and he was very angry when a human kid said this, "I have fulfilled your entrustment dutifully, and even His Majesty Crowley praised me..."

However, before he finished speaking, a palm made of a purple phantom pinched his neck.

"Use your dog's brain, you are working for me now."

Three meters away from Tyrell, Xiang Xu's palm also made a pinching movement. As the distance between his thumb and the other four fingers got closer, Tyrell's eyes became more frightened, and "uh uh" came out of his throat. Uh" with a difficult sound, the crimson red mist, like snow on the roof, poured from his mouth to the ground, and then turned into ashes.

That red mist is the soul of a high-level demon.The part turned into ashes will be completely annihilated and can never be recovered.

When he "spits out" all his soul, what awaits him is complete death.

Tyrell panicked. Before this kid fell asleep three years ago, he couldn't hurt them demons at all!

And as an alternate heir to the King of Hell, is it about to die here now?

Just when he was in despair, the purple palm suddenly let go, and then slapped him back three meters away.

However, before Tyrell fell to the ground, the palm grabbed his collar and yanked him fiercely, directly pulling him to kneel on the ground, almost lying on the ground.

Salazar, who was watching all this from the side, flashed a gloating smile on his face.

In the past three years, he has been bullied by this demon quite often.

"I'll ask you again, and for the last time!"

Xiang Xu pressed both hands on the two corners of the table, and his body propped up a huge shadow covering Tyrell's body, "What are you waiting for, why don't you quickly transform?"

Tyrell still didn't have the confident look just now, he didn't even dare to lift his head, "Master Prophet doesn't know, my power is very weak among high-level demons, I can only control so many ordinary demons, once the number increases Beyond my power, they will betray. Such is the nature of demons..."

"I said why did Crowley throw you to me," Xiangxu complained dissatisfiedly, "What a waste."

Immediately, his voice changed, "Now that I have mastered a part of the power of the void, I can destroy those ant-like junior demons of yours, and your worries are unnecessary. Go, use those demons as quickly as possible. The body of the evil soul master is going to place your companions, don't be negligent..."

If you want the devil to parasitize for a long time and exert its due power, then the skin must be extremely evil.

A skin like Crowley's can't last long, let alone exert his full strength.

On the Douluo Continent, the largest group that can meet the standard of the devil's skin, except for the group of villains in the killing capital, only the evil soul masters are left.

The purpose of capturing the evil soul master at the beginning was to find a suitable container for the arrival of the devil.

"Yes yes yes!" Stopping Xiang Xu's words, Tyrell nodded hurriedly, and then asked cautiously, "I have the courage to ask, my lord, what are you doing to summon so many demons? You know, they If you can’t get a soul, you won’t be able to work hard, even if you kill them all.”

"Don't you guys like to trade with humans? Of course I let them do business."

Xiangxu's words stunned Tyrell, and his subsequent additions made him suddenly realize, "Let your companions go find those ordinary people who have resentment against soul masters, and let them exchange their martial souls for the power they can get at their fingertips. Whether they want to be a vampire, a werewolf or a doppelganger, it's all up to them.

As he spoke, it seemed that the tragic experience of his childhood reappeared in front of Xiangxu's eyes again, his tone became more and more intense, and his breathing became heavier and heavier: "I want everyone in this world to know that having such a thing as a martial soul It is their original sin! Whether it is ten years, 30 years or 100 years, I will make these humans with martial spirits disappear from this continent completely! Only when they disappear completely can my anger be relieved!"

Unlike Salazar who was already dumbfounded, Tyrell licked his lips excitedly when he heard Xiangxu's plan.

Obviously, Xiang Xu is going to set off a big melee between the "monster" and the soul master!

For demons, chaos and killing are their favorite shows, and the more humans die, the more souls they get.

Xiangxu's plan is completely in the interests of the devil.

It seems that this kid's head has been eroded by those group of purple bugs!

In short, Tyrell happily went out to transform the demon, leaving only Salazar kneeling on the ground tremblingly, not daring to move.

Make all humans with martial souls disappear!

How dare he do this!
When Salazar signed a contract with Crowley, the King of Hell, three years ago, he sacrificed his four sons and turned them into hellhounds, successfully renewing his own life, and let this child called "The Prophet" replace him As the youngest son, he became the crown prince of the empire.

At that time, he thought that even if these guys had any conspiracy, it was just the kind of subversion of a country in a storybook novel.

But now it seems that things are far beyond his expectations!

"What, what are you shaking?"

With Tyrell gone, Xiangxu's target naturally became Salazar, "Are you afraid that I will also deprive you of your martial spirit?"

"No, dare not..." Salazar buried his head lower.

"You are a king anyway, and I will not abandon you as a pawn so easily, even though you are even more humble and disgusting than those demons."

Xiang Xu stepped down from the stage and knelt down in front of Salazar, his empty hands pinched the other's chin fiercely.

"However, in order to commend you for your outstanding adultery in the past three years, I will give you a gift."

Salazar didn't dare to struggle, and even closed his eyes tightly, for fear of seeing any terrible scenes, such as three years ago, when his sons turned into hellhounds without skin.

"Open your mouth."

Xiangxu stretched out his left hand, opened a purple vortex in the space, and then grabbed a purple fat worm from the distant void, and slowly approached Salazar's wide-open mouth.

(End of this chapter)