On the snow-collar peaks of the gods.

A demonic enchantress flew into the temple and walked in.

The Dead Soul Demon King was standing in the deepest part of the temple, carefully looking at a statue full of compassion.

"These are statues of the Creator... but unfortunately they have already left..."

The Dead Soul Demon King whispered.

The demon-engraved man walked forward and knelt down in front of the Dead Soul Demon King.

"Devil! I received the mission of Origin, I am here to accept the transformation!"

The enchanted Taoist excitedly.

The Death Soul Demon King turned around and looked down at him and said, "Very good, I've seen you accept the transformation mission - tell me, what are you best at?"

The demonized person hesitated and said, "You are exploring my bottom, I--"

The Dead Soul Demon King interrupted him impatiently: "For your little strength, I don't bother to explore anything. I ask what you are good at is to determine the direction of transformation."

The devilish sect then said, "I'm best at shooting."

"Oh, what about technology? You can attack me with all your might." said the Dead Soul Demon King.

The devil-engraved man was shocked and hurriedly said, "But that will hurt you!"

The Death Soul Demon King didn't say anything, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The devil-bearing also reacted.

The other party is the devil.

Can you really hurt it?

"Well, I'll do my best!" shouted the demon.

He took out a sniper rifle from behind, aimed at the Dead Soul Demon King and fired a fierce shot.

The Death Soul Demon King gently stretched out his finger and bounced it from the air.

when!

The bullet was blown up before it even approached.

The Dead Soul Demon shook his head and said, "This is not how the weapons on the technology side are used. You haven't even touched the door of the technology weapon."

It was a little disappointed and asked to the void: "Are you all the 200 million subordinates like this kind of waste? Even if I transform them all, their power will be limited."

Something seemed to appear in the void.

The Dead Soul Demon King glanced at it and shook his head and said, "You don't understand. The person you are going to hunt is definitely not as simple as you imagined, otherwise he wouldn't be... Forget it, I'll follow my own method..."

A long insect limb stretched out from behind the Dead Soul Demon King, turned into a afterimage, and gently stabbed into the demon's heavenly spirit cover.

The devil twitched twice, and died without even making a shout.

squeak———

The entire demonic enchantment gradually melted and was completely absorbed by the insect limb.

The momentum of the Dead Soul Demon King has slightly improved.

Its limb gradually changed color and added some mysterious natural patterns.

"Look--"

"A tiny power can help me evolve, and my best bet is evolution."

The Dead Soul Demon King kept explaining to the void.

"Actually you don't need so many demonic enchantments... I'm honest, they are all trash."

"Let me eat them-two million servings will make me the strongest being in the world, and I can fulfill any wish of you."

"All wars...it's enough with me, isn't it?"

The Dead Soul Demon King said in a nagging manner.

There was a silence in the void.

The Dead Soul Demon King gradually calmed down.

It awaits the answer to origin.

Time passes slowly.

After a while.

A demon enchanted man walked into the temple, looked at the statue of the god, and his eyes moved to the Dead Soul Demon King.

He knelt down and said nervously:

"Demon King, I have accepted the mission of origin. I'm here to ask you to teleport me to the trial land."

The Death Soul King grinned and smiled with satisfaction.

"Relax, the ants in the world, your flesh and blood are so full, and your qi and blood are also in line with the mystery of evolution, and they have met the requirements of the trial."

“—I will teleport you over soon.”

A afterimage flashed by.

Twitching figures are reflected on the walls of the temple.
Chapter completed!