Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 695: Conquering The Beast God

Xiwei twitched the corner of his mouth and used his divine power to cut off the dead line of the big yellow dog's tear gland.

Suddenly, Tur'egas couldn't shed a single tear no matter how sad he felt in his heart.

"Ahem, don't get excited, I won't kill you."

Xiwei looked at the dachshund with its big eyes filled with tears. He originally wanted to kill it and absorb the divinity, but he couldn't swing the death sickle in his hand.

"You really won't kill me?"

Tur'egas's teeth "cracked" and his whole body was trembling with fear.

The one in front of me is Death!

In the eyes of Tur'egas, the God of Death and the God of Light are insurmountable existences. In the entire God Realm, even a single move of his feet can cause an earthquake!

It doesn't know that the God of Death has fallen asleep and thinks that the God of Death has been alive and well.

During Ragnarok, it was considered the first wave of gods to fight against the Old Ones. None of the gods they encountered were the strongest Old Ones. It was only later that Cthulhu appeared that the God of Death officially joined the battle. By that time, it was seriously injured and on the verge of death and ran to Asia. I went to lick my wounds in space.

"Really, I'm talking about the one and only person, and I have already dealt with Suotan Trik. What is your situation now? Are you considered a god or not?"

When Tur'egas heard that his mortal enemy had been dealt with, his dog eyes suddenly widened.

"Really? Sotan Trik is really dead??"

In fact, it had already made a guess in its mind.

Since Sotan Trik invaded its godhead, this green grassland has turned into a half grassland and half volcanic zone. As Sotan Trik becomes stronger and stronger, the area of ​​​​the volcanoes is also increasing day by day. These volcanic zones It represents the soul power of Sotan Trik.

But today, Sotan Trik's soul power showed a cliff-like decline.

The coverage area of ​​the volcanic zone also shrank to the extreme.

In the end, only a little bit was left surrounded by grassland.

Tur'egas didn't know exactly what happened.

But it guessed that Soltan-Trick might have been seriously injured, but it never thought that Soltan-Trick was in trouble.

"Dead, broken bones and ashes."

Xiwei nodded affirmatively.

The system has reported a kill prompt, and with the God of Death as a guarantee, even the will of the world can't even think of resurrecting Sotan Trik.

The Tur'egas dog snarled a few times, then bowed its hands to Xi Wei's two front paws, and burst into tears of gratitude: "You actually helped me kill Suotan Trik, you are my benefactor." Ah, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you."

Xiwei's brows twitched and he said with a smile: "Okay, then you can be my ox or horse. I happen to be short of a mount~"

Tur'egas:(°ー°〃)……

No, it's actually just a courtesy.

After all, he is a lower-level god. How can he be used as a bully or horse for other gods casually? Even if he is crowned by the God of Death, he cannot be so unreservedly loyal!

Doesn't this make it look very shameless?

Seeing that Tur'egas was silent, Xiwei raised the death sickle in his hand and placed it on its neck, with a kind expression on his face:

"What? You're not happy?"

Feeling the cold sickle on my neck.

Tur'egas felt that his bones were about to freeze, and he hurriedly said with a shy face: "No, there is no unwillingness. From today on, I will be your mount!"

"good."

Xiwei nodded with satisfaction, then used the divinity of death to form a contract and placed it in front of Tur'egas.

"Since you have decided to become my mount, just sign this contract."

Tur'egas had no choice.

He could only grit his teeth and sign his name on the contract with his divinity.

With a ray of death divinity buried deep in its soul.

Tur'egas knew that it was forever subject to the "god of death" in front of it.

The pain of losing freedom only lasted less than a second, and it immediately became frightened. Who is it now?

He is the lackey of death!

They are the minions of death!

From now on, it will run sideways throughout the God Realm. Who dares to cause trouble to it?

Thinking of this, Tur'egas' mood immediately became happy.

"So what's your situation now? Can you still gather your divine body?" Xiwei put the contract away and didn't mention the big yellow dog walking around anymore. He loosened his hands and dropped it on the ground.

Now that there is no threat from Sotan Trik, Tur'egas no longer has to conserve the power of his soul.

After it landed on the ground, it immediately turned into a majestic and handsome golden-haired lion. Its eyes were like purple lightning, and there was a pair of pure golden wings with metallic luster growing on its back.

It seems now.

It finally feels a bit like the Lion God.

"Master, my divine body is gone."

Tur'egas prostrated on the ground and said respectfully:

"I need to re-condensate the divine body, or you can find a lion-shaped monster host for me. With the divine power, I can quickly build a new divine body, but because it was absorbed too much by Suotan Trik, With so much divine power and divine soul power, even if I regain the throne now, my strength will not be as good as before."

Xiwei nodded after hearing this.

The matter of the divine body is not difficult to deal with. Isn't it easy to find a lion-type monster?

Let’s put this matter aside for now.

Sivi asked Tur'egas to take him to the area affected by Sotan Trik's remaining divine power.

It was a volcano.

The lava flowing freely is still bubbling.

But Xiwei could clearly feel that Suotan Trik's remaining divine power had completely lost its activity like a pool of stagnant water.

"Master, these are the remaining divine powers of that ancient dragon... The divinity he has mastered is very mixed, with part of the power of flames and the power of destruction of the abyss, so he wanted to steal a completed power, otherwise it would not be able to condense the godhead at all. "

Tur'egas made no secret of his disdain for Sotan Trik.

The god places in this world are almost full. Most of the power of destruction is controlled by Satan. The power of fire is controlled by Barda. Sotan Trik can't even drink soup. It is more difficult to condense the godhead than to reach the sky.

In the eyes of Tur'egas.

If it hadn't been seriously injured and on the verge of death, ten thousand third-rate trash like Sotan Trik wouldn't be enough for it to hold with one hand.

Xiwei said nothing and just waved his sickle towards the volcanic area.

This sickle is actually the sword of the Conquering King, which can absorb divinity.

"bass--"

With a flash of black light.

This area suddenly turned into fragments like broken mirrors.

Then it transformed into a black-red flame-like divinity.

Xiwei threw the scythe into the divinity.

In a short while, all the divinity was absorbed, but these divinities were not enough to form new characteristics. They only slightly improved the grade of the Conqueror King's sword, and also gave him a little more divinity of fire and destruction in his body.

If you want to complete these two divinities, you have to kill Satan and Barda.

But based on his current strength, it's still far from enough.