"That's it, then forget it, I feel sorry for you."

When I heard the rejection of this slave trader without any bottom line, Yugus, the heart-fighting demon, didn't care much about it. In fact, if it weren't for the purpose of maintaining this line of slave trade, no one of the intelligent creatures in this port would have thought of leaving.

Of course, times have changed. Compared with the traditions of the past, they fight with other humanoid races underground, plunder intelligent creatures, or sneak up onto the ground, and then be chased by a large group of people who are full and have nothing to do.

Today's inner-flayer chooses to obtain a carrier to nurture descendants of the same clan through the slave trade, which is safer and more efficient than doing it yourself. And as long as you give enough money, those evil merchants will not hesitate to sell their own tribes continuously.

"I don't think you need to regret him. I don't think any human with normal mind wants to become an ugly person like you."

Suddenly, a joking voice rang out in this simple wooden house, and the language was filled with disdain for the inner-slayer demon.

"who?"

Hearing such sudden sounds, the heart-fighting demon Yuges was furious and was extremely shocked.

Because he did not notice any closeness to any existence, this was really incredible for the mind-grabbing demons who cultivated the power of the mind, because it often represents a situation where the strength of the visitor is completely superior to him.

There was no response, only a dark and dull blade emerged from the shadow under his feet without warning, and then it was cleanly divided into two.

However, the cut-out demon gradually disappeared, and the same demon appeared in another corner of the wooden house. His pale pupils stared at the position where he stood, and then he made a mockery.

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be an assassin master. Is he a rookie who just started working in this industry? He didn't succeed and made a sound to reveal his position. It's so stupid. Let me do it..."

Before he finished speaking, the heart-fighting demon Yugus stood still, holding the rest of the words into his stomach.

Because in the shadow of the house where he was, one warrior in black armor appeared, holding a sharp blade, staring at him with a scarlet gaze.

If it is just one, or even a dozen shadow guards, it doesn't matter to the heart-fighting demon Yuggs, but there are too many monsters in front of you that appear from the shadows.

A soul shock!

The ripples that spread at the soul level were not visible to the naked eye, and the ripples spreading only at the soul level were shaking around. In the same wooden house, the slave merchant, who had already been shocked by the sudden appearance of shadow guards, turned his eyes and fainted on the ground neatly.

However, the main target of the spiritual spell - the Shadow Guardian - was motionless, and no one was affected. The mind was still in a ignorant period, and this spell exemption against the mind was beyond imagination.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Yuggs already understood what he was facing. He cursed and prepared to escape, but the shadow guards around him surrounded him...

Blood and energy permeate the air, the crew on the slave ship, the underground monsters enslaved by the heart-grabbing demon, their lives disappear under the killing of shadows, their souls float in the air, and then are ruthlessly plundered.

Diapolo stood in the air with a faint face, ruthlessly commanding the shadow guard to harvest the soul. He did not expect to hit the most outrageous slave transaction on the way back to his fortress.

The heart-fighting demon is a strange and hermaphrodite thing. They only have two chances to conceive of offspring in their lives, and each time they will discharge ovarian sacs from their bodies, and there are thousands of eggs in them.

After these eggs are hatched by complex secret instruments, they will give birth to something like tadpoles, which is the juvenile body of the inner-slayer demon.

If these juvenile bodies want to grow, they must parasitize into the brain of a strong enough humanoid creature. Therefore, the reproduction of the inner-grabbing race will inevitably be accompanied by the disappearance of the same number of lives, which is a rather disgusting parasitic race.

When he learned about the information about the multi-mind demon, Diapolo felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Whether it was based on his three views or facial features, such a race was enough to be defined as evil.

So, when he encountered the Heart Flayer buying slaves, Diapolo naturally didn't mind staying for a while, summoned his shadow slave to destroy it, and harvest it.

Hundreds of seamen and thousands of underground monsters, these lives were killed by Diapolo's shadow guard in a short period of time, including the multi-minded demon who supports the transaction.

Today is different from the past. Diapolo's Shadow Legion is no longer just a few hundred people, but has expanded directly to more than 1,300 people. All of this is due to the contribution of the pirate fleet and the soul of the troll tribe.

It is precisely because of their efforts that Diapolo is becoming more and more prosperous today and can even die of the gold-level Shadow Legion. Although he has three Golden-level Shadows under his command, there is no need to let them take action. After all, without targeted means, the Shadow Guard cannot be killed.

"Hey, it's interesting. Will the soul of the heart-fighting demon stare more at the souls of other races? It's because of the refined spiritual spells."

Diapolo fell to the broken wooden house, took the soul escorted by the shadow guard, and had begun to materialize the soul of the heart-scratched demon, and then pinched it into a ball without any hesitation, stuffed it into the mouth, and digested the power of the monster's soul.

After a moment, Diapolo opened his eyes, and the transparent soul-burning fire burned in his eyes, and a huge dragon power flashed in a flash. Although it was only a moment, the more than a hundred shadow guards kneeling beside Diapolo crushed into the power of nothingness.

Diapolo was not disappointed with the consequences of the brief loss of control of this power, but instead showed a bright smile on his face, "What a demon, you have another reason to let me hunt you."

To be honest, although in terms of form and ecology, the multi-minded demons are all evil creatures, when the soul burning fire is tempered, the impurities in the soul are extremely rare and can even be called pure.

This is indeed a bit incredible, but it seems that there is no problem to think about it carefully. The reason why the heart-fighting demons are defined as evil is because of their appearance and behaviors for population reproduction.

But from their perspective, there is no problem with this. First of all, they think that their appearance is the most perfect posture. Secondly, what is wrong with plundering in order to reproduce?

Standing at a more transcendental height, the inner-fighting demon is not evil. But for humanoid races living in a world with such races, such creatures that will plunder their race and then parasitize and possess their bodies are evil, and they should be killed.

The same is true for Diapolo. He could understand a little about the actions of this monster to reproduce, but he felt that these monsters should be able to understand that such ecological behavior would lead to massacres.

...

"What did you say? All the slaves we purchased were missing?"

On the edge of the brain pool covered with viscous liquid, a heart-fighting demon with a not-sized figure looked at his companion by his side in anger. Because of his anger and powerful spiritual power, he disturbed the surrounding atmosphere, distorting the light.

"What about Yuggs? How is he?"

"Based on the remaining traces on the scene, it is unlikely that he will be alive."

"Who is it? It actually makes Uggs not even have a chance to ask for help."

"I don't know, when we arrived at the scene, we didn't find any living things, but I felt the massacre, despair, fear, helplessness that happened not long ago... Something scary appeared in the port."

"No matter what I dare to interfere with the reproduction of our ethnic group, I will eliminate it at all costs.

The slave transaction must not be interrupted. We need more slaves in the way the slave merchant stayed.

"I see."

"The next time the slave ship arrives on the shore, I will go to receive the goods myself."

...

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, these multi-minded demons are really willing to spend money for the reproduction of their descendants!"

In the basement of the fortress, Diapolo looked at the more than 900 slaves stolen from the heart-fighting demon, full of joy.

As a strange species of hermaphrodites, the heart-fighting demons do not care about the gender of the carrier that completes the transformation of life. But they care very much about the physical quality of the carrier, because this determines the body shape and initial starting point of their descendants.

Therefore, at this time, more than 900 young men and women with vigorous vitality and surging energy were lying neatly in front of Diapolo, basically all humans, without elves, not even half elves.

According to the requirements of the inner-flew demon, selling them to humans is the highest profit. They don’t want dwarfs like dwarfs like halflings, but slave merchants are reluctant to let go of them.

"His Excellency Diapolo, what are you going to deal with these people?"

In the empty basement, girls who were nominally Diapolo's female slaves gathered together to check the physical condition of the slaves brought back by Diapolo. One of the ripe-haired girls couldn't help asking.

"Of course, keep them." The young man replied without thinking, "they can be my first conqueror."

"Leading the People?" The elf girl Lydia was a little curious, "What does this mean? Are you a lord dragon?"

"Not now, it should be done in a while."

"?"

Seeing the doubts in the eyes of these girls who had close relationships with him, Diapolo did not hide it and expressed his plans.

"This war will end sooner or later, and the entrance to the dark area of ​​China Unicom will be sealed, but look at the three surrounding priests, I guess they are not willing to guard this seal, so I will proactively announce that I will become the lord of this land in the end."

"Mr. Diapolo, you are so kind!"

"Yes, I've never seen a dragon that is kinder than you."

...Diapolo's plan shocked the girls and then admired them. They did not expect this powerful golden dragon to be able to do this.
Chapter completed!