Me, Creator of Evil Gods!

　　 Generally speaking, even if it’s dark, there should be a lot of night scavengers peeping and some poisonous insects crawling, and some weak creatures that can only prey at night will also travel.

　　 Unless it is entering the Jedi, it is impossible to be silent!

　　 But now, not far from Yangcheng, it is obviously impossible to be a Jedi!

　　The other possibility is...

　　 The head of the original dark sect flashed his eyes and looked around for a while. The flashing rune in his hand turned into a dark circle and spread out.

　　The unique secret technique of the original dark sect, the original dark ring!

　　 The ring is invisible and innocent, penetrating the dense jungle, but before it spreads over a radius of 50 meters, it completely collapsed.

"who is it?"

　　 Following the boss's words, everyone became vigilant and gathered together, spiritual power began to surge, faintly transformed into a weird shape, a twisted black spoon, and the evil aura began to permeate.

　　Da! clatter! clatter!

　　 Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the silent jungle, gracefully and slowly, like a beautiful princess walking in the palace.

　　 Soon, a figure with a colorful umbrella appeared in the moonlight. The combination of the black long skirt and the white skin looked extraordinarily elegant.

　　 She looked at the vigilant members of the Primordial Dark Sect, leaned slightly, and said apologetically:

　　 "I originally wanted you to go on the road without pain, but I didn't expect that your vigilance was too strong. This is really troublesome..."

　　 on the road!

　　 Several people from the Proto-Dark sect widened their eyes when they heard this sentence. The black skirt girl in front of her was so arrogant that she even dared to say that she sent a group of them on the road.

　　 If you are not a lunatic, you must be dependent.

　　 However, the leader of the original dark sect was not angry because of this. After contacting the mind and instructing the others to arrange the magic, his narrow eyes stared at the girl in the black skirt and colorful umbrella in front of him, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who are you?"

　　 "I, you can call me the Imperius Banshee, the name the master gave me!"

　　 Illusory Banshee smiled and answered the other party's question politely, then glanced around a few believers who were already secretly preparing the formation, and said helplessly:

　　 "But now that I found out, then please go and die!"

　　 "Arrogant!"

　　The leader of the original dark sect shouted angrily, the spiritual power on his body began to surge, and the twisted black spoon in the air also began to exude a dangerous aura. It was a morning star.

　　 Just when he was about to do it, he suddenly saw the girl in front of him stretch out her lush white hand, a little empty, and a gentle voice sounded:

　　 "The master is calling me, I can't waste time with you, the tide of resentful souls, come!"

　　 The voice fell, and the terrifying atmosphere filled with the ghost, and the entire forest became extremely cold and creepy.

　　 This is not the coldness like the extreme cold breath, but the coldness from the depths of the soul, which is the power that the living feared.

　　 "Ghost?"

The leader of the original dark sect exclaimed, and just thought of resisting, he found a terrible feeling of fatigue in his body, and the spiritual power in his body disappeared without a trace. It seemed to be emptied before he knew it. .

This sudden change made his eyes widened, and the companions around him also fell one after another. The gray rays of light in his body were pulled away and floated to the feet of the Imperius Banshee, turning into a terrifying soul. The sea, mighty...

　　 A large number of souls swam in it, wailing in pain, seeming to be struggling to escape, and new souls joined in, making it even more terrifying.

　　 The boss watched the souls of those companions struggling to escape, wailing in pain, and still begging for help.

　　 Numerous voices were mixed together, and even turned into mental pollution, making his consciousness blurred, and he staggered to the ground.

"How can it be……"

　　 He raised his head with difficulty, the spiritual power, vitality, and even the soul in his body were fading fast.

　　 He looked at the girl in the black dress, his face was still plain, it seemed that he did not kill a bunch of Cthulhu followers, but just crushed a bunch of ants.

　　Behind her, countless evil spirits floated in the air with their heads, wandering, forming a sum of ghosts covering the sky and the sun, emitting a terrifying scream, shaking the soul and space.

　　 And she, like the master of a nether world, took the lives of thousands of creatures in the palm of her hand.

　　 At least the existence of Huiyue level and above!

　　 "...the weirdness of Huiyue level...how could it be like this..."

　　The little boss of the original dark sect trembled in his heart. Although he had dedicated his life to the Lord of the original dark, he still feared and feared death.

　　 But since he was doomed to death, he was unable to resist, so he could only ask as hard as he could:

"who are you?"

　　 Such a powerful ghost monster came to the door, is it a special subject? Or is it a hostile force?

　　 Illusory Banshee tilted her head and smiled and said:

　　 "I am a pet under the owner's seat."

　　 pet!

　　 Huiyue-level monster is a pet, who is the owner behind her?

　　 Could it be a great existence...

　　 But before he could think about it, this group of followers of the original dark sect was all turned into fly ashes, and this message was also passed on by the little boss's spells, causing a sensation again.

　　 And the Imperius Banshee just looked at everything in front of her quietly, with a gentle smile on her mouth, she knew that the other party was transmitting a message, and she naturally said this deliberately.

　　 "I have been out for so long, I miss the master, so long as I stay with the master..."

　　 The Illusory Banshee stepped on the ghost and boarded the sky, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter, echoing in the woods.

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Chapter 385:

In the private workshop of the Stitching Club, Lu Yu, dressed in a black robe and a Pharaoh mask, has returned.

　　 Originally wanted to visit Happy Street further, but thinking that Niya seemed to be hiding in Happy Street, a bunch of Saints of Bliss, and possibly hidden old immortals, Lu Yu finally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to visit.

　　 But this time I saw a lot of beautiful young ladies, which satisfied my curiosity.

　　 As for the more in-depth behavior, Lu Yu didn't have much interest. It wasn't that he deliberately pretended to be gentlemen, but because these women were good-looking, but relying on some coquettish makeup, they barely scored six points.

　　A woman who can reach seven or eight points is already considered an oiran, and she will not be out of the cabinet at will, most of the time she will be a sign.

　　 And Lu Yu's vision has long been seen by a group of women who are close to 10% by Qin Changge, Gu Panqiu, Shen Wuyou, etc., who have turned their eyes higher and have no interest in ordinary women at all.

　　 Instead of lowering the standard, it is better to directly take Shen Wuyou, the veteran Kouhai driver, to rectify the law on the spot, or wait for Gu Panqiu to come home.

　　 Before leaving a few, Lu Yu suddenly stopped, looked at a dark corner and said:

"Solve it?"

　　 The dark shadows began to twist, and the graceful figure of the Imperius Banshee appeared, holding a small umbrella with a gentle smile on her face, and said:

　　 "Follow the mission."

　　 After finishing speaking, the Imperius Banshee came to Lu Yu's front with 14 brisk small steps, and squatted down slightly.

　　 Lu Yu glanced, and at first thought she was injured.

But when I thought about it, there was something wrong. The Illusive Banshee is a ghost monster of the Huiyue level, and the people of the Primordial Dark Sect are only Morning Stars. Even if they explode, it is impossible to injure the Illusive Banshee. .

　　 Is it supported by archbishop-level guys?

　　 Lu Yu was puzzled, but when he leaned closer, he could smell a special scent when he looked at the black hair of the Imperius Banshee.

　　 A kind of agarwood that has been deposited over the years, the fragrance lingers, making people intoxicated.

　　 But Lu Yu didn't see any injuries, and wondered if it was an internal injury?

　　 How to say the Imperius Banshee is also one of his monsters. If he is really injured by the original dark sect, then Lu Yu doesn't mind calling all the monsters to clean up the original dark sect's stronghold.

　　 Thinking of this, he placed his hand on the head of the Illusory Banshee. When he was about to use his spiritual power to explore, the Illusive Banshee suddenly trembled and made a sound:

　　 "嘤!"

　　嘤嘤嘤?

　　 Are you a little spider?

　　 Lu Yu murmured in his heart. Suddenly, he had a sense of sight when facing the little spider praying and touching his head, and the Imperius Banshee seemed to really enjoy it.

　　 That is to say... She was not injured at all, she was just trying to kill herself like a little spider.

　　 I didn't expect that under the appearance of the noble princess of the Imperius Banshee, there is such a cute side.

　　 Lu Yu sighed in his heart, and then continued to touch the head of the banshee. The silky hair was as smooth as it was about to slip away in his hands.

　　 Lu Yu looked at the happy Imperius Banshee, and said softly:

　　 "Good job."

"Uh-huh!"

　　 The Illusory Banshee nodded, and moved her body obediently. Her figure sank into the void behind Lu Yu, and followed closely with an illusory posture.

　　 Although she still wants to enjoy her owner's touch, she understands that there are more important things now.

　　 But the Imperius Banshee still felt a warm feeling flowing in her heart, quietly looking at Lu Yu's back in the void.

　　 Lu Yu nodded at this, then came to the door of the workshop and knocked gently on the door.

　　 crunch!

　　 The pitch-black gap opened, and the huge figure appeared again, it was Adenela's little idiot of the suture behemoth.

　　 Although the little nerd looked stupid, his intelligence was not low in fact. After a glance at Lu Yu, he knew that this was the guest of the host, so he turned around and opened the door to let go.

　　 Lu Yu looked at the little nerd with interest, and was curious about the principle of its operation. Maybe he could find a pattern from it and apply it to monster editing.

However, Lu Yu had forgotten that his strength was too strong, even his eyes with interest already contained power, especially since he had just come into contact with one of the three pillar gods, Nyarathotepu, so it contained powerful power. .

　　 The terrifying pressure began to distort the space around the little nerd. A terrifying glance made the flesh and blood of the little nerd begin to show a defensive posture, and his body began to tremble.

　　 The golden pharaoh's mask, like the appearance of the **** of death, scared the suture behemoth to be very vigilant.

　　 But Lu Yu just looked it up, and after seeing the other's reaction, he smiled dumbly, then looked away, and continued to walk inside.

　　 The smell of blood began to permeate, and a lot of blood appeared on the ground, like a murder scene, which can be used directly as a horror film venue.

　　 "It's no wonder that stitching is so unpopular. This scene is worse than some evil spirits."

　　 Lu Yu murmured in his heart, and then quickly saw Adenela, but seeing this woman this time was a bit more exaggerated than the last time.

　　 This time, Adenela made a mess of messy hair and tied it up indiscriminately. The white shirt on her body had been dyed red with crimson blood.

　　 Although he was thin, he held a huge one-meter-long machete in his right hand, and his slender body exerted a terrifying force and severely chopped it down.

　　咚! Boom! Boom!

　　 The huge sound reverberates in this workshop. If it weren't for the soundproofing array on the walls, it might have attracted investigations by the Special Section.

　　 But even so, Lu Yu still felt that he had come to the base of a corpse mad demon, and Adenela was the corpse mad demon.

　　 Shen Wuyou on the side looked at Lu Yu who came back, and said bitterly:

　　 "You really don't care about your merchandise. You left everything to me. You are really not afraid of creating something weird."

　　 Lu Yu glanced at her and said lightly:

　　 "Isn't the suture behemoth inherently weird?"

　　 As he said, Lu Yu also glanced at the little idiot, and then at Shen Wuyou, his eyes seemed to be looking at a idiot.

　　 Shen Wuyou was annoyed, but he was helpless with Lu Yu, snorted and stopped talking.

　　 Adenela also heard the movement behind, and turned around holding the knife, her pale face still covered with blood, and said to Lu Yu:

　　 "...You are back... I have already selected... Would you like to take a look... I don't know if you like it..."

　　 Lu Yu interrupted Adenela and said calmly:

　　 "No, I believe you!"

　　As a monster editor, he understands the meaning of editing monsters better, and so does stitching monsters.

　　 Since I chose to believe, there is no need to interfere with Adenela's performance for a long time.