Doomsday Villain: Cutting off the heroine Hu Xiaohua at the beginning

"If you made a move just now, maybe I would really die, but now I have no chance."

Descartes stood up, naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, with purple-gold lines on his body. As the blood on the surrounding ground was absorbed by these lines, Descartes' aura also began to rise, and his body size skyrocketed.

After the space channel of the Filthland appeared, Descartes was brought back to the Filthland by a mysterious force.

The moment he entered the filthy land, he passed out, and in a blur of consciousness, he only saw a pair of emotionless eyes, like a high god looking down on the ants on the ground.

But fortunately, there is still some expectation in the eyes of this god overlooking the ants.

"Kill Jiang Yang, get back what belongs to me, and get the opportunity in the treasure land, and then you can change the racial rules of the filthy land." Descartes muttered to himself, this is the condition that the filthy land gave him.

As a child of luck, the lord of filth gave him two choices. One is to choose to grow up honestly in the filthy land. In the future, he will inevitably become a high-level life form and become one of the most important existences in the filthy land.

At that time, the devil race may also get rid of the identity of the lower race, but this process will take countless years.

Of course, it is also possible that he will be besieged by other children of luck. Although he is not fatal, he must have the lowest status among all children of luck in the filthy land.

At that time, the devil will still be a low-level race, and he can only make his family or some of his cronies a high-level race.

The Lord of Filth doesn't care about the racial system of the Filthland. Even if he is a child of luck and can grow up, it is only to make the status of the entire race of the demons higher and obtain more resources.

What really determines the level of the race in the Filth Land is the previous sons of luck and the high-level leaders of each race. To put it bluntly, it is the overall strength of each race.

The higher races occupy nearly [-]% of the resources of the Filthland, so the overall strength is strong, and they can always be the higher races, while the lower races can only compete for the [-]% of the resources.

And this [-]% is deliberately released by those higher races. They want to give the lower races a living space, not because they are afraid that the lower races will resist if they are overly oppressed, but because they are afraid that after the lower races disappear, some dirty work will be left behind. Dry.

With the current situation in the filthy land, there is basically no hope of reversing the racial hierarchy, unless Descartes has dozens of grown-up devil children of luck out of thin air, but how is this possible?

"As long as I can prove myself to the Lord, I will have the opportunity to subvert the entire filthy land!" Descartes' face was dull, as if he was in a daze.

The second choice given to him by the Lord of Filth is to take back his chances, the Holy Grail and the Palace of Death. In addition, he also needs to find some special law fragments, find the treasures in the treasure land, and become the final victory of this carnival By.

Finally, kill Jiang Yang!

You can prove yourself to the Lord, and the Lord of Filth will help him subvert the racial hierarchy of the entire Filthland.

Descartes thought of the ruthless eyes of the filthy lord. There were two choices, but in fact there was only one. If he chose the first one and chose to grow slowly in the filthy land, he would probably be killed by the filthy lord in the next moment. Lose.

The other party's cultivation of the children of luck must not be idle and fun. Almost every child of luck has its own mission. They are the minions of the filthy lord.

And the mission given to Descartes by the Lord of Filth is to become the final winner of this treasure land carnival.

At this moment, Descartes looked at Wu Lei and Huang Zhu, "Become the final winner of the Treasure Land Carnival and take back my things. How can I deal with Jiang Yang when I was still having a headache just now? You two will be delivered to your door."

"If I remember correctly, you two are Jiang Yang's core players, right? I don't know how much your lives are worth in Jiang Yang's eyes."

Wu Lei and Huang Zhu looked at each other with bitterness on their faces.

"What's the matter? This guy wants to use us to threaten the boss."

"What else can I do, fuck him!"

A quiet-colored death command suit appeared on Wu Lei's body. Suddenly, countless white bone hands stretched out from the surrounding ground, and skeletons crawled out of the ground one by one.

"Two three levels, I advise you not to struggle."

Descartes said indifferently, although Wu Lei and Huang Zhu are both at the third level, the equipment on their bodies can already fight against the ordinary fourth level, but Descartes is not an ordinary fourth level.

After returning from the Lord of Filth, he found that his demonization ability had improved again. At this moment, Descartes even had the confidence to fight against level five creatures.

But there is a saying that is good, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.

Descartes drew out the long knife from behind, and his body began to expand. With one step, he came directly in front of Wu Lei, and with the knife, he directly hit the opponent's body into a dent.

...

Huang Qingqi had some wounds on her body, and there were five star seeds around her.

"People from the filthy land?"

Huang Qingqi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Just now, she tried to ask Jiang Yang why she stayed behind, but in the next moment, many such creatures appeared around, and Jiang Yang was repelled by the two leaders.

Regarding these creatures, the materials provided by the North Wind Academy included pictures of the creatures of the filthy land. The ones surrounding her at the moment were called star seeds, which were one of the races that could be dealt with in the filthy land.

"People from Missar Continent? This time our target is not you, but it's a pity, who let you be with Jiang Yang?"

A Starseed said that he had something like a medal on his chest translating his words into the language of Mithar.

Huang Qingqi frowned, "I have nothing to do with that Jiang Yang, I was just captured by the other party. In fact, there is no conflict between us."

For creatures on other planes, whether they are human or not, the Misar Continent's countermeasure is to kill them.

But at the moment Huang Qingqi looked at the star-seeds around her, there were five in front of her, and countless ones hiding in the dark.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, she definitely doesn't want to conflict with these star seeds.

"No, everyone who is with Jiang Yang will die, I'm sorry, friends from Missar mainland!"

A star-seed soldier raised a cruel smile, emphasizing the word seductive. They were a team dedicated to hunting Jiang Yang, and the attitude of Filthland towards the other two plane creatures was also killing.

Moreover, compared with the earth and Misar, the filthy land has a more absolute attitude. As long as it is not a creature in the filthy land, all creatures will be killed, and no one will be left alive!

Huang Qingqi's face was gloomy. The man who left her just now is called Jiang Yang?What did the other party do to let people from the filthy land come to kill him?