Doom Knight System

"Demons have undergone endless changes and are a perfect race. Humans were nothing more than slaves of the gods at the beginning. The rations of demons have been developed to the present, and their potential has long been exhausted. The only way to survive is to let more Human beings have become gods, or human beings have become higher-level creatures." Mrs. Miranda said with emotion.

Survival of the fittest, the jungle of the jungle.

This point of view is suitable no matter where it is put down. Lancelow was speechless. He suddenly frowned and looked at the distant sky.

I saw that the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds was instantly swallowed by an indescribable darkness. This kind of darkness seemed to represent the deepest evil. The undead that had been covered by it began to go crazy in an instant, and the dark green fireflies in the pupils turned into It became blood red.

The undead in Death Valley began to gather, desperately began to rush towards the castle, roaring and screaming resounded through the sky and the earth.

Lancelot frowned and said, "Aren't you worried?"

"Don't worry, you have nothing to do here, I'll ask Karl to take you away." Mrs. Miranda smiled and said very easily.

Lancelot looked at Mrs. Miranda steadfastly, shook his head with a wry smile, kissed Mrs. Miranda's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, everything is mine."

The gravitational field began to concentrate, and the thunder field gathered on a small coin, and finally rushed out, and the supersonic thunder beam plunged into the darkness, as if tearing the cloth.

After a series of explosions, the darkness began to recede slowly.

Lancelot didn't know what the darkness represented, but it had nothing to do with him. He boarded Karl's sun car again and returned to the main world from hell.

The sky above the blood pool in the abyss is still covered with dark clouds, and the fighting on the gray sandy beach below has never stopped for a moment.

After Lancelot's consciousness entered Anubis, he immediately felt a murderous aura coming from behind, his body spun extremely fast, grabbed a demonic insect with his claws, and bit it fiercely to death.

A strong pain appeared in various parts of the body, and the body swelled to the point that it was almost torn apart. This was the third evolution of Lancelot's body. At this time, the shape of the facehugger had gradually evolved, and four limbs appeared. , the tail part is still growing, and the smooth head of the space capsule has begun to take shape.

The next form of the demon worm is the coward. The coward is the lowest creature in hell. Its combat power is only a little stronger than that of the lowly goblins, but it is indeed the only way for every powerful demon race to evolve. However, Lancelot Obviously not taking the usual path, besides possessing the innate spell of cowardice, he has surprisingly strong physical strength.

This may be because of the powerful genes of the alien, so that the abyss cannot change the rules for this.

Lancelot evolved Coward, the most critical soul fire is protected by a space capsule-like head, the pointed fingers on the two arms are extremely sharp, with a faint cold light, and the skin is blue and black, covered with fish scales shaped nails.

There is a layer of fat-like gap between the nail plate and the skin, in addition to having strong magic resistance, it can also cushion physical shocks.

After the third evolution, the tail behind Lancelot became softer, and the armor on his body became thicker, but his body shape remained unchanged.

From the appearance, Qifen looks like an alien, except that there are a pair of sharp horns on the top of the head.

Lancelow casually grabbed the devil's worm by his side and chewed it in his mouth. The rich protein and magic power instantly filled the emptiness in his body, and he has no psychological pressure on it now.

The murderous aura emanating from his body was too strong for the surrounding devil insects, so that the devil insects fled unconsciously wherever he passed.

Lancelot was about to start killing again, when a huge willpower suddenly appeared and sent him a clear message: "Give you your real name: Daddario. Get out of here, go conquer, go kill!"

The real name is the source of power given to the demon by the abyss. Once the real name is revealed, there is a danger of being cursed or enslaved.

This will was not only for him alone. After the message disappeared, the entire beach began to boil, and countless cowards flapped their tiny wings and rushed towards the cliff, starting to climb up.

The demons waved their arms ferociously, and began to squeeze each other, and finally turned into a big fight. This was the first bloody battle after the demons took shape.

What they hold in their hands is the spine bone extracted from the body of the devil worm. The bone is very sharp after being polished. With this simple weapon, the battle is more fierce. The cowards who can successfully climb the cliff are all strong. By.

Lancelot doesn't have wings, but he has sharp claws and powerful muscles. The power in his body begins to gather on his legs, like an arrow shot out quickly, rushing to the cliff at a speed not inferior to flying Down.

Seeing Lancelow approaching, a coward pierced Lancelow's eyes with a bone spear in his hand, and at the same time let out a fierce growl.

Lancelot twisted his body, wrapped his tail flexibly around the opponent's ankle, and then threw him flying with a flick.

Cowardly flapped his wings in horror, trying to maintain stability, but the next second, his body was pierced by three or four bone guns, and then he lost his life.

The cowards ignored this kind of loser, and continued to climb upwards, as if the above had a fatal attraction for them.

Lancelow raised his head and looked up. He was not a simple-minded coward, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The demons who went up first disappeared, but this process was very strange, and there were a few screams from the demons from time to time.

Lancelot leaned his body against the cliff and climbed up little by little, trying not to highlight his figure, letting one coward after another overtake him.

The cowards became less and less, and finally a voice came from the cliff.

"Is this the last batch? The number is much smaller than before. Our Kaferre family needs [-] demons."

"Fart! Our great Yuri family needs [-] demons, and five hundred demons may not necessarily evolve a horned demon warrior. You took them all, what should we do?"

There was a chaotic noise, and the devil's language was clumsy and difficult to understand, with some slang words mixed in, and Lancelow understood the meaning after barely listening to a few words.

It turned out that this was the tacit understanding of the whole hell, rounding up the newborn cowards here to supplement the family's fighters, and training them through bloody battles.

Naturally, Lancelot would not be stupid enough to join. His body possessed the potential of a godhead and a demigod. As long as time allowed, he could evolve smoothly with enough energy.

As the number of cowards on the beach became smaller and smaller, the besieged demons gradually dispersed. Lancelot crawled out from behind a raised rock and jumped up vigilantly.