Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

"what is it call?"

Liu Wenjian glanced at the extremely well-behaved and frantic troll, and a hint of imperceptible joy flashed in his arrogant eyes.

First, he was happy for his current strong fighting power;

The second reason was that he was excited about Lu Li's meticulous planning.

What Brother Lu said was indeed correct.

In the devil's realm, among demons, fists are the best means to open a path.

If he had known earlier, he should have started directly from the beginning.

It's a waste of time and patience to ask questions.

"My name is Tumor Eight..." the Frenzy Troll answered timidly.

As if worried that Liu Wenjian would not be able to understand for a moment, he pointed to the eight raised tumors growing on his chest as if to add something.

"…I have eight tumors on my body, hence the name…"

"You..." Liu Wenjian hesitated to speak.

He couldn't help but think of the young man from the Liu family who had followed him for a year and whom he regarded as his right-hand man.

Liu Ba, the simple and honest man who only obeyed his orders.

Liu Wenjian deserves everyone's respect.

But he felt sorry for good generals like Liu Ba who were loyal to him from beginning to end.

It’s a pity that he will never be able to repay this debt in this lifetime.

Just like what I owe to Brother Lu Li, I have no way to repay him.

The funny self-introduction of the crazy giant tumor Bayi touched the softest part of Liu Wenjian's heart.

"...This name was given to me by the demon prince who rules over me. Isn't it a bit unpleasant?"

Seeing that Liu Wenjian looked unnatural and did not respond immediately, Troll Tumor Eight felt a little uneasy.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wenjian just shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"It's a good name. I'll call you Lao Ba from now on."

"Eh?" Lump Eight scratched his head, his big eyes revealing clear stupidity:

"No, I have a master to rule over, you can't just give me a name..."

Liu Wenjian's mood, which had just been bright, became gloomy again.

However, he did not ask back in the same tough manner as before.

Instead, he asked in a normal tone:

"Who is your ruling master, the Demon Prince?"

Liu Ba laughed awkwardly and explained:

"How can a mid-level demon like me be qualified to be ruled by a prince... It's the demon prince, Vladimir."

"Vladimir...where is he?" Liu Wenjian pondered for a moment and asked.

If possible, he would rather go all the way and communicate directly with the Demon Prince.

In order to avoid that Liu Ba’s unclear remarks may cause misunderstanding and delay important matters.

"Well, maybe he's inside... He hasn't appeared for a long time..."

Liu Wenjian was quite surprised by Liu Ba's answer.

"died?"

"I don't know... I don't think so..." Tumor was 120% uncertain:

"But I can't rule out this possibility. I've never been to the Demon Realm, so I don't know what the situation is like inside..."

Liu Wenjian: “…”

"Don't you need to contact the demon prince who rules over you?"

"Or, you don't need to report to him regularly or something?"

"No need..." Liuba responded as a matter of course.

Liu Wenjian's question obviously didn't seem like something a 'local devil' would ask.

This added a hint of weirdness to the eyes of the Frenzy Troll, which were filled with pure stupidity.

"Then why should he rule you? You don't even have to work for him..." Liu Wenjian found it a little unbelievable.

Although he knew that such a direct question might expose his identity as an outsider.

But considering the huge gap in strength between the other party and himself, Liu Wenjian still asked directly.

At worst, I can force him to sign a slave contract after I’m done!

When Liuba heard the question, the strange expression in his eyes became even stronger.

Demons are born to obey the strong.

Everything that the upper-level demons do to the lower-level demons is inherently reasonable.

Lu Ba had never thought about the reason behind this, and no demon had ever discussed the 'why' with Lu Ba.

Because in most cases, the only thing on the Frenzy Troll's mind is 'what to eat next'.

But tumors are different.

He is not an ordinary berserk troll, he is a berserk troll who has been promoted to a mid-level demon!

After he finished thinking about what to eat next,

I will also take time to think about what to eat tomorrow!

Therefore, he did not refuse to answer the strange question asked by Liu Wenjian.

Instead, he thought hard and answered seriously:

"Uh... maybe because he's a demon prince?"

"Moreover, the main reason why the upper-level demons control the lower-level demons is to give us a clear direction when the Holy Tide breaks out."

Sounds like cannon fodder...

Liu Wenjian complained secretly.

After a moment of silence, he said:

"Then I am also a demon prince."

"I want to rule you, do you have to accept it?"

Liu Ba thought hard for a while.

He felt that his brain was a little weak.

"...Okay, it seems so..." Lu Ba replied uncertainly:

"But before that, you must first get the consent of Prince Vladimir..."

"Oh? Do you need me to 'talk' to him?" Liu Wenjian raised his brows and nonchalantly picked out the meat from between his claws.

"Yes!" This time Liuba answered quickly.

Because he had seen two demon princes fighting each other.

The victorious party naturally obtained all the spoils of the defeated party, including all the low- and middle-level demons under its command.

"So... I still have to find Vladimir first." Liu Wenjian stopped digging out the flesh from between his claws and finally got to the point:

"You, take me to find him."

"Ah?" Liuba was stunned, feeling that at least one of his ears or brain was problematic.

He remembered that he had just said that he had no idea where Prince Vladimir was.

I don’t know how to lead people to find it?

This demon prince's brain is not very good...

"Hurry up and don't forget to bring your useless companions with you." Liu Wenjian urged harshly, not giving Liuba any time to speak.

Of course he knew that the frenzied troll couldn't find Prince Vladimir.

The so-called search is just a cover to enter the Demon Realm.

"Well... since you insist..." Tumor Eight shrank his short and thick neck, and the eight tumors on his chest trembled slightly due to the movement.

With Liu Wenjian's permission, he picked up the big stick that had fallen on the ground and hit his fellow tribesmen who were lying on the ground one by one.

It made a bang bang sound, just like knocking on a coconut.

Stimulated by the pain, the trolls quickly recognized Liu Wenjian as the upper-level demon, and one by one, they stood up with a grumble.

Because of Liu Wenjian's "special physique", demonic energy constantly gushed out of his body, and it was very strong.

Therefore, any injuries on the body of any frenzied troll that approached him would be quickly healed by the nourishment of his demonic energy.

The more flexible-minded Lump Eight quickly noticed this.

He immediately pushed aside his fellow tribesmen and shamelessly took up the nearest position.

But before he could enjoy it for long, he suddenly felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he shivered violently from the cold.

what's the situation?

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