Doom Knight System

Hell, in the barren grassland and hills.

The River Styx flowed quietly along the hills. The scorched black soil cracked open, spewing out streams of pungent-smelling magma into the black river water, billowing white smoke immediately.

This is the gathering place for the Knox, which is another evolution of the Cow. It looks a bit like a mutant basilisk, with two snake-shaped heads, four arms, and a height of more than two meters. It is among the Burning Legion of Hell Occupies the position of the archer.

At this moment, this gathering place is suffering an unprecedented massacre.

Lancelot exuded a tyrannical murderous aura all over his body, holding the head of a horror in his right hand, and strands of soul fire were continuously sucked into his body.

"It's not enough! It's not enough!" Lancelot roared. He transformed all the fire of his soul into strength. He was already over three meters tall, taller and stronger than all the Berserkers.

boom!The pitch-black magic power continued to bombard with Lancelot's fist, and each blow almost shattered the space.

Gritting his teeth and holding up his shield to resist, the leader of the Kinah yelled, "Why? The commission that the Deccan family can pay, our Kinah can do too!"

"I'm a reputable demon!" Lancelot roared, the muscles all over his body swelled up again, his footsteps retreated first, and then kicked out again, and there was a piercing whistling sound where his fists passed.

With a loud bang, the shield of the leader of the Horror was shattered abruptly, and the violent force directly penetrated its body.

Lancelot's sharp claws directly took out his heart, and then crushed it into powder. The blood energy, second only to the fire of the soul, entered the body and formed a warm current.

With the extinction of the entire gathering place of fear and namons, the evil spirit shrouded in Lancelot's body almost became real. From a distance, his body seemed to be covered with red dust.

The powerful will of the abyss was attracted by the evil spirit, and came suddenly, forcing Lancelow's genes to be changed in a brutal way. It did not allow him to evolve directly, but instead increased his strength again.

This is the reward of the will of the abyss to the demon warriors. The will of the abyss likes bloody battles and fearless fighters.

Lancelow's muscles kept trembling, as if every cell had been crushed and recovered, a trace of heat was released, and the strength was proportional to his height and weight, so Lancelow only felt tingling all over his body, and his mind A pyramid-like structure suddenly appeared in the center, which is a feature of the embodiment of spiritual power, similar to an altar.

This pyramid will gradually change in the future, and it will become more solid and stable. If the devil wants to project on the main plane, or the believers in the main world pray, they need to use obsidian crystals to construct a pyramid altar.

The altar in Lancelot's mind is different from other demons, because the Death Godhead belonging to Anubis is located above the pyramid, and the [Shadow Domain] and [Killing Domain] support the Godhead like two transparent pillars.

Flames were burning on the hexagonal black godhead, continuously tempering Lancelot's spiritual power, forming gravel-like crystals of spiritual power one after another.

This is also one of the reasons why Lancelow can't use the domain. Although the spiritual power is pure, it only has quality but no weight, and it cannot stimulate the godhead.

"It feels good, I'm strong again." Lancelot said to himself, clenched his fist and made a crackling sound.

The demon wings behind him folded up, and then they walked in the direction of Wildebeest Town. This is a barren grassland, and bloody battles may break out anytime and anywhere, so Lancelot also carefully put away his edge.

At night, the dark wind swept across the barren grassland. This kind of big storm that can happen every four years caused most of the demons to shrink back. This land, which was constantly fighting, finally ushered in a moment of peace.

The world of demons will never be bright, so even in a big storm, the sky is still filled with thick black mist, and the blood-colored moon makes the entire barren grassland even colder, as if it is stained with a layer of condensed blood.

Wildebeest Town has a very vulgar name, but it is the largest neutral town on the barren grassland. It is located in the very center of the barren grassland, and there is a rare underground waterway under the town.Because of its unique geographical location, the demons regard it as a common property, and no force can own it alone.

Wildebeest Town is a real city of sin in hell, and because of this, it has created a strange prosperity for Wildebeest Town!
A lantern made of a lich's head hangs outside the town to ensure that passing demons can see it, and that no amount of wind can blow it out.

At night, as the storm blew, Lancelot, who was wrapped in a tattered cloak, led a hell wildebeest into the city step by step.

The guarding Balor took a look through the crack of the door, turned around and went back to enjoy the fire with a sigh of relief. It was really cold at night, and the demon warriors guarding the city didn't bother to register.There is no gate in Wildebeest Town, and the so-called city guards are only sent by the Demon Lord to supervise them.

Against the strong wind, Lancelot came to the door of a devil's tavern.

He immediately heard the noise in the house boiling, the pungent low-quality rum and the ugly demon chant echoing non-stop.

"Mighty demon warrior, welcome to Old Jack's Tavern!" Darkness and Humiliation yelled loudly as he took the hell wildebeest with one hand and covered his hat with the other.

"Feed my horse the best food!" Lancelot took out a large handful of broken bones from his bosom, which contained weak soul fire. This bone coin is the hard currency in hell.

After throwing it on the ground, Lancelot took a big bag from the saddle and threw it to the dark dwarf, saying coldly: "Fill it with food, and the rest is yours!"

"Thank you for your generosity!" The dark dwarf smiled happily. The Berserker in front of him was nearly four meters tall, burly and strong, and looked extremely ferocious, but it was incredible to have such an unexpected harvest.

"Are you new here?"

"Yes... yes, I just arrived, and you are a regular customer? Hehe, you are really strong! I wish you a good time." The dark gnome complimented.

Lancelot nodded and pushed open the door of the tavern. The old door creaked and made a harsh sound.

He glanced inside the room, and most of them were newcomers who had just arrived in the town, devouring wildebeest meat and bragging loudly over low-quality beer.

In other corners of the room, there were some powerful demons sitting here and there. They were wearing magic armor and their weapons were very sophisticated. It seemed that they should be a team from a certain demon family to practice or perform missions.

None of this has anything to do with Lancelot, he needs a good drink now.