Zuan, lurking in the shadows, had a strange expression. After killing the Scorpion King, he had even collected its stinger.
Although I knew his stinger was extremely poisonous, I didn't expect it to be this venomous that even a powerful being like the Lord of Slaughter seemed to be struggling to withstand it.
"Good, good, good!" At this moment, the Lord of Slaughter's face was also very ugly. "You really did plan this all along. Not only did the Scorpion King hand over his most reliable trump card to someone else, but you also put on such a perfect self-inflicted injury scheme together. I am quite impressed."
The Lord of Demons smiled slightly: "My lord has always been suspicious. How else would I make you believe me?"
He didn't rush to attack, but instead led his men to surround him, waiting for the poison to spread throughout his body, so that the opponent wouldn't take him down with him in his dying breath.
The Lord of Slaughter ignored him and instead looked at the Twisted Demon in the distance: "What exactly did that guy promise you that you would be willing to pay such a high price to ambush me?"
You must know that the Twisted Demon had just lost half of its body and was being chased by the Shadow Demon King and the Death Controller. If he hadn't stopped it in time, the Demon would probably have died on the spot.
Even though I saved him, he had just lost half of his body and was hit hard by me. He probably wouldn't recover from these injuries for many years.
So he really didn't understand what the other party was after.
The Twisted Demon wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth and chuckled, "Your lord is tyrannical and ungrateful, how can he compare to the Demon Lord who treats the virtuous with respect? So many of your former subordinates have betrayed you, don't you ever look for the reason within yourself..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Lord of Slaughter suddenly moved, appearing almost instantly in front of him, striking him with lightning speed.
The Lord of Twistedness's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly shielded little Salami in his arms in front of him, while his body began to twist and deform in an attempt to avoid the opponent's attack.
Unfortunately, he was seriously injured, and his movements and reactions were much slower than usual. The Lord of Slaughter struck with hatred, so how could he possibly dodge it?
Bang bang bang!
Puffs of blood mist exploded, and the Twisted Demon was completely torn to pieces.
The Lord of Slaughter then seized the opportunity to snatch back little Salami, whom he had been holding hostage.
The whole process was so fast that no one in the audience could react in time.
The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Your Majesty's cultivation is indeed unparalleled. Even after being poisoned by such a deadly poison, you are still so brave. However, your forced activation of your bloodline power will probably only cause the poison to spread faster. Why bother?"
"Traitors must die!" The Lord of Slaughter gritted his teeth, his breathing becoming heavier, clearly affected by the poison.
The demon generals around him kept their distance, and although they knew he was now more seriously poisoned, none of them dared to approach him for the time being.
The Demon Lord is certain to win this battle, but if he doesn't know his own strength and tries to steal kills, he could easily end up like the Twisted Lord.
"Father, what's wrong?" Little Salami asked anxiously, her voice trembling with tears, as she tugged at the Lord of Slaughter's robes.
Zuan, hiding in the shadows, was filled with doubt. It seemed that the Lord of Slaughter was doomed, but in history he was clearly suppressed by the demon race under the snowy mountain in the sealed land.
Also, Salami should have escaped in history. I learned from my previous contact with Salami that she was initially deceived by the Demon Lord, and only later learned about his father.
But now that she has witnessed everything with her own eyes, even if the Demon Lord spares her life, how can he deceive her?
Surely they didn't use some kind of memory-altering method?
At this moment, Zuan had countless doubts in his mind, and some were worried that if history changed, he and the people around him would be affected.
"Don't worry, Father is fine." The Lord of Slaughter forced a smile, gently patted his daughter's hand, and then stared at the enemies around him with a solemn expression.
How can we escape this predicament? Although our commanders in the main hall are at a disadvantage, they still have the strength to fight.
If we sacrifice them to hold off the enemy, and as long as I can leave this place safely and gather my loyal old subordinates from all over the world, there is still a chance to turn the tide...
As he was pondering a way to escape, he suddenly shuddered and looked down at his chest.
A small, bloody hand pierced through his chest and was squeezing his heart.
The many demon generals present were startled and looked behind him in horror, not understanding what had happened.
The Lord of Slaughter also turned around with difficulty, and behind him, little Salami revealed a strange smile, which looked particularly eerie and creepy on her small face.
Zuan: "???"
Even he couldn't understand this scene. The later Salami kept saying she wanted to avenge her father, but it turned out that she herself was the murderer.
However, he immediately dismissed this speculation. He had fought the Lord of Slaughter in the Sealed Land, and the Lord would never die here.
"Why?" Blood kept gushing from the Lord of Slaughter's mouth as he spoke, along with fragments of his internal organs, but his eyes were filled with shock and sorrow.
Little Salami didn't answer, but grabbed his heart and pulled away from him, her expression changing: "I didn't expect the famous Lord of Slaughter to be nothing more than this."
As the other party's figure began to grow larger, transforming into a blue-skinned man, the Lord of Slaughter finally realized: "Lord of All Changes!"
Then he suddenly turned to look at the Demon Lord: "This is your real trump card!"
At this moment, the Lord of Demons laughed: "My lord is indeed clever, but it's a pity you realized it a little too late."
The Lord of Slaughter sighed somewhat dejectedly: "I didn't expect you could even recruit such a mysterious being as the Lord of Myriad Changes. My defeat is not unjust."
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