The origin of life continues to pass away.
At this time, Mo Fan had already walked in front of the Red Devil Lu Kun.
The red devil Lu Kun is on the run, limping.
But what Mo Fan controls is no longer a pool of darkness, but an endless sea of darkness.
How could Lu Kun get out of this endless black ocean? He was lost in it, immersed in it, arrogantly creating a kingdom?
Its life source continued to overflow and was incorporated into Mo Fan's Evil Bead of Condensation.
The Ninghua Evil Bead can be said to wash away all the lead, but it is a pity that it is just a bead used to fill the energy. It cannot carry so much energy, and it has been saturated before.
What surprised Mo Fan was that after some washing, the little loach pendant was finally willing to eat it.
It is absorbing the red devil's origin that has been purified by the Condensing Evil Bead.
The color of the little loach is brighter, and the River Styx contained in its small world is probably extremely majestic, stretching thousands of miles across the land with no end in sight.
"Have you been promoted?" Mo Fan looked down and saw that the red scarf on his chest...the pendant on his chest was even darker!
"It does not seem……"
"But he should have tempered a good soul."
The Red Devil is still on the run, his origins being absorbed, making him weaker and weaker.
From limping to crawling on the ground, he is aging rapidly, and his vigorous evil life is passing by.
"You have reached the end." Mo Fan said to the Red Devil Lu Kun.
"I am immortal..." Red Devil Lu Kun said in an extremely weak voice, without any confidence.
"Some people will be remembered forever. Their souls will last for thousands of years, and they are indeed immortal. As for you, although you will always come back from the dead, you will be trampled by the former in the end!"
With that said, Mo Fan stepped on the red devil Lu Kun's festering back and showed a bright smile, "Besides, I am not the kind of person who can be praised for thousands of years. You have already been trampled to pieces by me!"
Red Devil Lu Kun could no longer struggle. His Red Devil origin was quickly absorbed and became the tempering power of that essence.
The Red Devils are dying.
There is no way he can escape this time!
If he faced other opponents, he could turn into countless red grievances and escape in all directions.
The reason why the Cold Hunter King couldn't kill him was precisely because the Red Devil had thousands of ways to escape.
But Mo Fan has the Evil Condensation Bead, which is of the same origin as the Red Devil. The little clones that the Red Devil splits up to escape will all be sucked away by the Evil Condensation Bead, leaving them with nowhere to hide!
"So what if you kill me, so what if you kill me!!" Lu Kun's red devil screamed with residual thoughts.
"It doesn't matter, it's very exciting." Mo Fan said.
"You don't know anything at all. By killing me, you are fulfilling something a hundred times more terrifying than me..." Red Devil Lu Kun continued to scream.
"Oh, you're dead anyway. Just tell me before you die." Mo Fan looked at the red devil's thoughts and said calmly.
"Do you think I'm the first generation?"
"Did you think this was all over?"
Mo Fan looked at the red devil's thoughts and was a little surprised by what he said.
Yiqiu should be the first-generation Red Devil. Mo Fan had already confirmed this from the famous sword Wangyue.
As for how many red devils escaped from Yiqiu to Ninghua Evil Pearl, it is impossible to calculate.
Isn’t Lu Kun the first generation Red Devil? ?
But he is obviously Yiqiu!
"Do you know who the employer of this commission is? Do you know why this power of attorney fell into your hands?" Lu Kun laughed before he died. But this laughter sounded more sad than proud.
"If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to, I will look for it myself. You don't have much time left," Mo Fan said.
"Hahahaha, don't you wonder why it took so many years for the power of attorney to be initiated after the death of King Leng Hunter, but it still happened to come to you?" Red Devil Lu Kun continued.
Mo Fan has already thought about this problem.
"Do you think I killed the Cold Hunter King??"
"Yes, I participated in the hunt, but at that time, I was just a dog beside him."
"It was he who taught me how to disguise, it was he who taught me how to expand..."
"Do you know that other outstanding hunting houses and hunting kings are doing commissions?"
"All of you, serve him!"
"He will be stronger than ever!!"
"Can't you guess who he is?!"
After Lu Kun said these words, his body completely turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air.
When Mo Fan heard these words from Lu Kun, he felt like he had joined some kind of cult.
However, the client he mentioned...
Worth studying and thinking deeply.
…
Lu Kun died, and those who were under strong control in the entire town immediately fainted.
Including prison guards and prisoners, they became extremely tired and could only barely maintain their physical functions by falling asleep.
The emergence of certain negative emotions is a kind of protective consciousness formed by a person. Just like complaining when you are overworked, you will adjust and take a rest only after you complain.
These people in the small town have their minds controlled and forget to adjust and rest. For them, it is actually a kind of mental destruction, and it will not take long for them to collapse.
The Red Devil Lu Kun is not trying to be a good person and inspiring the people, he is draining the vitality of these people.
If a machine is overoperated, it will generate a heat alarm, let alone a living person?
…
Mo Fan stayed where he was, waiting for the people from the Magic Association to come and prepare the food.
It is not an easy task to handle such a big stall, but that is their responsibility, and Mo Fan is too lazy to worry about it.
"Lingling, you can rest in peace... I mean, your father can rest in peace, and you can let it go." Mo Fan patted Lingling's little head with his hand.
The big black parting on her head actually shows that Lingling has grown up, and she has already let go of what she should let go of.
"This guy is not the first generation Red Devil." Lingling said.
"I know, but if that guy talks nonsense, you don't need to take it seriously," Mo Fan said.
"Yeah, but he also revealed some important information about us." Lingling seemed relatively calm.
"What did you hear?" Mo Fan asked.
"This commission was issued by my father a long time ago, but it has only fallen into our hands now. There is only one explanation. The first generation Red Devil killed my father and peeked into his memory."
"The first-generation Red Devil used this memory to go to the Hunter League, disguised as my father, and took back the power of attorney that would bring him endless trouble."
Mo Fan couldn't help but shudder as he listened to Lingling's analysis.
Yes, the Red Devil can peek into memories, so once King Leng Hunter is killed by him, the first-generation Red Devil will probably know about the power of attorney!
Then the power of attorney finally fell into my hands after so many years of delay.
Mo Fan is only roughly sure now.
Lu Kun is just a clone of the first generation of Red Devils, or the younger Red Devils of later generations.
"I think the person who issued this commission should be the first generation Red Devil Yiqiu."
"After all, he is the only one who can get this top-secret power of attorney from my father."
Lingling said extremely seriously.
(End of chapter)
