"Damned Cult of Pain!!" Inside the Blood Moon Palace, the Undead King listened to his subordinates' reports with a gloomy expression.
There were many vampires standing in the entire palace hall, but it was completely silent, with only the angry voice of the Undead King ringing out.
"Waste! All of them are waste! They actually let the Pain Cult grow stronger right under their noses. In just one month, the Empire lost three golden vampires! This number of casualties is almost comparable to fighting nightmare creatures!
Now you are telling me that the blood bank was looted by the Cult of Pain?"
The Undead King laughed in anger, his ruby-like eyes flashing with scarlet light: "Without a blood bank, what will the millions of vampires in my Blood Moon Empire eat!?
This king has led his troops to repeatedly repel nightmare creatures along the coastal border, leaving you trash to guard the house, and this is how you guard the house! ? "
"Your Majesty, the Pain God Cult is too cunning. They took advantage of your absence to repeatedly sabotage the Blood Moon Empire and even lured a large number of humans to join. We surrounded and suppressed them several times, but we were no match for the leader of the Pain God Cult. Although he is only a human gold warrior, he is more difficult to kill than the blood race..."
"Enough!" The Undead King roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He wished he could just kill the useless person who was speaking, but he held back. The empire was now mired in the quagmire of war, and too many troops were consumed on the front battlefield. It was the time to use more people.
His chest heaved violently, and he regretted that he was unable to cope with so many things at once. On the one hand, he was needed on the front battlefield, and now the country was in chaos again. Even if he was immortal, he would feel exhausted.
Seven damn sins!
The Undead King gnashed his teeth in hatred and attributed everything to the Seven Deadly Sins. If it weren't for the Seven Deadly Sins, there would be no Nightmare invasion, his royal talisman would not have been lost, the ancestor of the blood clan would not have died, and the Blood Moon Empire would not have weakened to such an extent. Now it couldn't even take down a small Cult of Pain.
"In the next few days, I will stay in the country. You must do your best to search for the whereabouts of the leader of the Pain God Cult. I will kill him personally!"
The Undead King understood that in order to resist foreign aggression, he had to maintain domestic stability, so he decided to solve the problem of the Cult of Pain first. Otherwise, without the domestic human blood supply, the blood clan would be finished.
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The headquarters of the Cult of Pain.
Yang Dongqing, wearing a black robe and a golden mask, sat on the throne. He was like an ice sculpture, exuding a coldness that kept strangers away.
"Master, the Immortal King has returned to the palace." A man in black robes said respectfully.
"According to the original plan, hunt down the Undead King!" Yang Dongqing's calm voice was like a cold wind echoing in hell, making people shudder.
The black-robed man showed hesitation. "Master, the Undead King is very powerful and has an immortal body. It may not be easy for us to deal with him. In my humble opinion, it is best to wait for you to be promoted to the Golden King. Only then will we be sure of victory."
"I can't wait." Yang Dongqing stared at him coldly: "There is no troll blood in the real world. How long should I wait?"
The black-robed man trembled and said cautiously: "Master, you are favored by the God of Pain. Why do you need to rely on blood essence to break through like ordinary extraordinary people? You can break through sooner or later by relying on the power of the God of Pain."
"I've already said it, I can't wait! The Undead King came back this time to deal with the Pain God Cult. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Otherwise, once he returns to the coastal border with a large army and the other seven kings on guard to help, how can I deal with him?"
The man in black robe opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.
"Just do as I say. What does it matter if you are the King of Gold? Now that I have been promoted to the Golden Realm, I not only possess an immortal body that far exceeds that of the vampires, but I also possess the power of pain. I may be able to defeat the King of Gold!"
Yang Dongqing clenched his fists, and his terrifying aura was like the shadow of death, covering the entire place and making all the believers tremble in fear uncontrollably.
Jasmine, please wait a little longer. I will be able to revive you soon.
As long as I can catch the Undying King, with the pain provided by a strong man of this level, I will definitely be able to make a miracle of pain happen!
"Yes, I will follow the Master's orders..."
“Report!!”
A man in a black robe suddenly rushed in and knelt on one knee: "Master, there is a man outside the station. He claims to be your old friend."
Yang Dongqing's eyes turned cold: "Friend? I don't have any friends. Who is he? How did he find the station?"
"It's really disheartening. As former classmates and nightmare apostles who had experienced life and death together, I didn't expect that in the end, we would become strangers to the point where we were not even friends."
A gentle voice sounded from the dark entrance.
Then, a gentleman who looked like he was attending a banquet in formal attire walked in slowly, and his luxurious snake-patterned wooden cane made crisp sounds as it touched the hard ground.
The faces of the believers in the field changed instantly, and they stared at the person who came.
Only Yang Dongqing looked at the person who came with complicated eyes.
Under the golden mask, the cold lips opened slightly and uttered the name that had not been mentioned for a long time.
"Sumu."
Su Mu smiled slightly: "Hello, Yang Dongqing."
"He actually dared to call the leader's name directly and broke into our sect's headquarters without permission. Catch him!" A man in black robe shouted loudly, and immediately everyone took out their weapons and rushed towards Sumu.
At this time, Yang Dongqing raised his hand and stopped everyone.
He looked at Su Mu coldly: "How do you know it's me?"
Su Mu strolled leisurely among the black-robed believers and slowly walked towards the center.
"How could I not recognize an old friend?"
He looked around casually, and all he saw were believers with mutilated bodies. Deep in the dungeon were many vampires with broken limbs and wailing weakly. It looked like a complete cult.
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