I created the devil and became the most powerful villain

"Are you the one the stars are talking about?" The figure slowly opened his eyes when he heard Nie Wudao's voice, and the light in his pupils turned.

Looking at the demon mask on Nie Wudao's face, he was not panicked, but very calm, but there was more expectation in his eyes.

"We are all the same, we have been waiting for a long time." Nie Wudao looked at the night sky, staring at the stars and said slowly.

"The stars told me that only by following you can I live safely."

"The stars didn't lie to you, but your power is too weak now." Nie Wudao looked at the petite figure in front of him, stared at her, and said calmly, "Li Mengyao, do you want to become stronger?"

"I think, I want to save them." Li Mengyao looked at the stars, with a firm expression on her face, and nodded heavily.

"Eat it, you can become stronger." Nie Wudao flipped his right hand, and a demon pill appeared in the palm of his hand. This was made by mixing Li Dongtang's blood.

Li Mengyao took the demon pill and ate it without hesitation. In less than a moment, she began to demonize.

Standing like a mountain, it is astonishingly four meters tall, with dark star power wrapped around its body, like a terrifying existence in the dark night.

There are dark horns on its head, sharp and ferocious, and its feet are like claws stepped out of the abyss, and every step seems to tear the space.

The dark body seems to be glowing with dark golden light, and the whole body is covered with star-like patterns, like the Milky Way in the sky.

"Sequence fifteen, Star Demon, this is your other name." Nie Wudao looked at the four-meter-tall demon in front of him and spoke lightly.

"Thank you." Star Demon Li Mengyao bowed gratefully.

...

Beautiful Country, Gothic City, located next to Metropolitan City.

The city has a unique appearance, Gothic buildings are scattered and towering, neon lights are flashing, reflecting the prosperity and darkness of the city, and the narrow streets and dark corners hide countless crimes.

A unique figure walked alone on the deserted street, the cold wind was howling, and the yellow leaves on the trees fell one after another.

His appearance is like a carefully drawn oil painting, absurd and charming. He wears a colorful and slightly exaggerated costume, with red, yellow, blue and green interwoven into a flowing scroll, as if each piece of fabric is telling a different story.

Arthur's face is covered with delicate white makeup, and dark eye shadow is used to outline the deep and slightly melancholy eyes in the eye sockets. The corners of his mouth are raised with a smile, and two scarlet outlines are drawn on both sides of his face.

The tip of his nose is painted with a bright red, adding a bit of drama to this already eye-catching face.

But there is always a sentence in his mind that keeps repeating, "No wonder they say they hate being with you, saying that you are a freak who is extremely lonely. Let you go to perform, and you also bring a gun. Do you want to kill me? Arthur, you are fired, get out."

And this pistol was actually bought by a colleague who asked him to buy it. He asked Arthur to bring it with him today, but he didn't ask him to take it.

Obviously, at this point, Arthur also understood that this was a trap. Even if the gun had not fallen because of the performance today, he would have been fired for other reasons.

"Hahahahaha..." Thinking of this, Arthur on the street raised his head and laughed wildly, laughing unscrupulously, as if he was venting something.

When he passed by a dark alley, there was a roar from inside, "Hey, what are you laughing at?"

Then a figure rushed out from inside and punched Arthur in the face.

With a bang, there was a sharp pain in the face, and Arthur flew backwards and fell to the ground.

He still saw the scene in the alley from the corner of his eye. In addition to the man who had just attacked him, there were three people in the alley, two of whom were men, who pulled up their pants and walked out cursing.

The remaining one was a woman, lying on the ground in the alley in dishevel, choking, as if she had no strength to get up, and her body was covered with scars.

"Damn, you scared me so much that I couldn't hold it back."

"What a bummer, which lunatic is laughing here, Mark, you won't punch him to death, will you?"

Two blond young men came out while holding up their pants and cursing, looking at the young man who had just attacked Arthur.

"Hahahahaha..." Arthur felt the pain coming from his face, but because he suffered from laughter, the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't control it.

With his hands on the ground, he slowly stood up, trying his best to control his laughter, but the corners of his mouth still rose unconsciously, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahahahahaha..." Arthur staggered to his feet, covering his mouth with his hands nervously, but he couldn't control his voice at all.

"Damn, are you provoking us? Kill him." The blond young man called Mark rushed towards Arthur even more angrily.

The other two blond young men who were disturbed by Arthur's laughter and ended hastily and were not satisfied physically were also extremely angry.

He rushed up and cursed, "You dressed up like this, come out to scare people in the middle of the night, and I didn't have a good time."

"I was about to take off, but you made me fall down because of my laughter. How can I vent my anger if I don't beat you to death, you lunatic."

The three men rushed up and kicked Arthur down again, and then they beat him to death with punches and kicks.

Bang... the sound of a gunshot rang out.

Mark, who was the first to take action, was full of disbelief. He looked at the black pistol in Arthur's hand, then looked at his chest, and blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.

"You ..." I fell straight.

"He has a gun? Run."

"Kill, run quickly."

The other two blonde young people saw Arthur take out their pistols from their arms and killed the Mark with a shot, and fled without looking back.

The corner of Arthur's scarlet mouth raised again, a touch of cruel and murderer flashed his eyes, holding the other beings, and a shot.

Bang, one of the blonde young people bloomed directly, and fell to the ground hard.

The last young man in the remaining blonde seemed to have been tripped in the escape and fell a dog to eat shit.

Seeing Arthur laughed wildly, he aimed at him with a gun, and walked slowly.

The blonde young people constantly moved back to their bodies, and their buttocks were smoky. They were frightened and full of desire to survive.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm not intentional, I'm not intentional ..."

"Hahahahaha ..." Arthur did not listen to him nonsense, and raised his hand again, hitting his eyebrows.

The blonde young man looked like a deadly look.

The dim sky falls from the sky.