Red-skinned warriors used to be a sight to behold in Long Lake, but only in the past few days, after all, this change has only just begun to happen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some people think that it is a symbol of honor, while others think that it is just a kind of slave brand, a proof of humiliation, and there are even those who think that they are possessed by the devil, and privately preach that the lord who is too high is actually not well-intentioned, and even that he himself is a servant of the devil, an executioner of the devil.

All this, when the warriors' complexion returned to normal and only seemed to be much stronger than before, the dark tide of gossip was gone, and only unanimous praise or silence remained.

Only Ling Qi saw that when the witch guards turned back to their original appearance on the surface, under that human skin, their essence had become even less human!

The heart is no longer deadly, and it's not even the only organ that can drive blood. Blood is no longer indispensable because there is a deep red energy circulating in their body, which also provides the nutrients needed for the proper functioning of the body's various organs, including oxygen. However, even the lungs have become containers for condensed combustibles, do they really need oxygen?

When their bones are densely covered with swirling dense lines, they are separated and reformed into new shapes again and again, becoming stronger. When their tendons twist together like a genetic map, they gain several times the power of the previous ones out of thin air. When all kinds of useful and useless organs inside and outside their bodies evolve or become alienated, their noses can breathe fire, their tongues hide poisonous needles, and their eyes glow. Can they really be called them? Perhaps, it should be them!

Once they were just humans corrupted by demonic blood, in just a few days, they have become demons in human skin!

However, people are always more willing to believe what they see with their own eyes, regardless of whether it is an illusion or not. For example, Ling Qi in human skin will always be much more popular than those things that look hideous and terrifying on the outside!

People like to define that kind of mentality as a normal love of beauty, but in fact, it is just a limitation of horizons, so that few people can see the truth under the skin. Of course, balanced strength is always beautiful, and charm is also a kind of strength, there is no doubt about these two points.

The changes in the witch guards would only make Ling Qi happy, and the only thing he hesitated about was that this kind of good change was unexpected.

Of all the demons, including their variants and subspecies, there is hardly a single lower demon that has a humanoid appearance, because that means nothing to them, and when they are weak, it is the strength themselves that is fundamental.

Demons take survival as the first priority, especially low-level demons, or half-demons or inferior demons mutated into demonic blood injections, and they are not too qualified to consider the issue of charm at all, so the subsequent changes make no sense!

Ling Qi had long had a plan to bring a group of unhuman and ghostly subordinates, with scales on his body, claws on his hands and feet, and horns on his head, all of which he was mentally prepared for, and he also thought that that form was more suitable for fighting.

As a result, he ended up with a group of monsters like him who only had a human skin left, and he really couldn't tell what it felt. Even if it does save him a lot of unnecessary trouble, the unexpected always means being ignorant of the variables.

Ling Qi couldn't be sure if it was the pure demonic blood that had changed, whether it was Baal's promotion that led to the advancement of the same bloodline, or whether it was the catalytic effect of Ember Afterglow on them that even he didn't expect.

He hoped that it was the latter, which would also make sense, and there would be no more hidden dangers in the future.

In fact, after all, they were human beings, and they had everything about people, including their appearance and feelings. Of course, people's genes can't compete with demon genes, but Ember Afterglow gives them the opportunity to burst their potential, which is equivalent to the potential of their genes, and they may not be unable to retain more of what they need in the process of irreversible change, such as himself.

These things, which were difficult to confirm for the time being, flashed in Ling Qi's mind. What he wants has always been very simple, just a group of obedient and useful subordinates.

Whether they're a mutant of a demon or a mutated demon, whatever!

They are his subordinates, and they are his bargaining chips on the world stage, and this is enough!

There are not many horses in Changhu Town, less than ten in total, counting those caught from the wild in recent days, fed with magic potions and domesticated, after selection, there are only eight horses that have been used as temporary war horses, in addition to being robust, they still retain full wildness.

Eight horsemen were at the forefront, Ling Qi, Farion, and the six most powerful witch guards, and only they could easily subdue the fierce horses.

There were a few people in the witch guards who left a deep impression on Ling Qi, the most special was a small man named Nick, five short stature, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and a very brave fighting style, the bravest of the many demonic people.

Except for the eight horsemen who took the lead, the other seventy-four people all walked on foot, and although they were heavily armoured, their speed was definitely not slow.

Regardless of the combat skills, the average quality of these people has already surpassed the guards of the Land of Honey Wine in an all-round way, this is the miraculous effect of demon blood, even Ling Qi didn't expect that the effect of the two would be so good!

"Stop!"

Before he could run ten miles, Ling Qi waved his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

The witch guards have been forced to brainwash and unconditionally follow the orders of those in power, which is the instinct of the demons. They usually look like normal people, but they are silent, and their muscles are a little exaggerated, and only then can they see a little essence.

Their expressions were almost identical, and the momentum of all of them condensed together, as if a huge skull had formed in the air.

"It's coming pretty fast!"

Ling Qi smiled slightly, pulled the reins to adjust the direction slightly, and then began to gallop again!

In less than five minutes, a small camp appeared in front of everyone, Ling Qi directly pulled out the long knife on his back, and the witch guards drew out a heavy machete as if they had received an order, maybe it was a guillotine at all, only Farion used the elven sword, and the weapons used by Nick next were actually two double-sided axes!

There is no need for the order to charge at all, Ling Qi and these witch guards have the same source of demon blood flowing on their bodies, so they will have a faint sense of each other!

Perhaps the only difference between them is that the witch guards are completely transformed by demon blood, while Ling Qi relies on some unknown power, probably that unknown bloodline, to devour, absorb and digest all the demon blood used to transform himself.

Because of this, he is afraid of these single-handed warriors, but he is not afraid of himself who has also devoured demon blood - now this body!

Fusion and being fused does not prove that his current bloodline level has surpassed Baal, but it also shows that the shackles from the bloodline are not unbreakable, and high-level gene fragments can also be plundered!

As for the situation of the witch guards, there is no way, their foundation is too poor, they have no choice at all, even if they are taken away by the Baal cross-plane one day, it is expected!

"Kill!"

With a loud cry in their hearts, the savages who had just reacted when they heard the movement of the charge were already shocked when they saw the armored horses that were stronger than the calves, and when they saw the figure of the shadow in the smoke and dust, they were even more frightened that the horns and horns held by the sentry fell to the ground!

How can anyone wear nearly 100 catties of heavy armor and carry dozens of catties of guillotines and run as fast as a horse! Where is this barbarian who escaped?!

The camp had apparently only just been set up, the campfire had not yet heated the food in the pot, and the savages had a look of defeat on their faces, which was evident to be the after-effects of a hasty march.

Ling Qi took the lead, and even the men and horses smashed through the fence with a bang, cut off seven or eight wooden spears that were stabbed indiscriminately, grabbed a spear shaft casually, and hit it with the force of the charge, directly piercing the spear handle into a person's chest, nailing him to the ground alive. When the shaft of the spear was completely bent into the shape of a bow, he leaped up again with the force of the spring, like an eagle soaring into the air!

Before he landed, he flipped in the air, hung upside down and spun lightly, and opened a few blood flowers in the crowd and picked a head!

A group of wild men had gathered at the gate of the camp by this time, and resisted indiscriminately.

They howled and roared, trying to embolden themselves, and they were frightened by the paint on their faces, but unfortunately they were facing a real demon!

Whoop!!

Ling Qi's war horse had red eyes, and as soon as its hooves fell, it trampled a fallen wild man to death.

Ling Qi, who fell into the crowd, began to kill, and one person and one horse seemed to be somewhat cooperative, but the difference in results was quite large!

Ling Qi went straight to the front, and he had completely broken away from the team, with a fierce style that was not afraid of death. Originally, a top-level hero like him who stood at the limit of mortals could not be stopped by just a bunch of savages. Not to mention the suppression of equipment, even if you grab a wooden gun and pull it out casually, it will break the skull and sweep away!

He mowed the grass like a supreme fierce general in ancient times, and he dismounted because the fierce monster that was not like a horse couldn't withstand the shock when he made his full moves!

I saw that he suddenly hacked a person to death, and then snatched a long axe, and suddenly the fierce flames were blazing!

This man is obviously the savage axe in the mouth of the refugees, he didn't get a bad stomach after being kicked by him, and he was still struggling on the ground not far away, and his weapons were much more advanced than other savages, it was a pig iron heavy axe with copper and wood rods, more than eighty pounds, heavier than the standard weapons of his witch guards.

With the axe and knife in hand, Ling Qi looked up to the sky is a burst of hearty laughter, like a mad demon, a big windmill swept over and immediately flew blood and rain, smashing his head and face violently and tearing out a clearing at the gate of the camp, and the savages who began to fight violently retreated again and again!

The strength of one person is comparable to that of a hundred and ten people, Ling Qi has proved that it is definitely more dangerous for a master to launch a madness than a bunch of crazy weak chickens!

Of course, the world has its own rules. Even an inhuman top hero like Ling Qi couldn't maintain such a violent posture at all times. When the peak physical strength declines to a certain extent, even the strength sensitivity will decrease, otherwise he would have already let people build two hammers of several hundred catties to kill Gushan, what more subordinates do he want!

Just when he was a little exhausted and needed to regain his breath, those wild men didn't have time to press up, and the witch guards behind him, who were half a beat slower, had already rushed in from the gap in the village!

Those witch guards didn't have the ability to break through the village, but just like agreed, they only poured in from behind Ling Qi, as if a flower of death centered on him was slowly blooming!

"Aru! Rakuru!"

As Farion, who was wrapped in the power of death, smashing into the enemy group from his side, Ling Qi suddenly heard a particularly old wild man roaring in the distance. He heard a terrible smell from it—

"Charge, or fight to the death?"

Ling Qi was slightly stunned, and sure enough, he saw more wild people rushing towards them without fear of death, and the entire originally small camp had been divided into two parts, more than half of the people were rushing towards them, the attackers, and a small half of the people were concentrated towards the old man who was still shouting!

Not a single wild man fled outside the camp!