Bayer's waving sickle cut off the head of a giant claw commander, and then kicked away the body that had lost its head. The head was caught in Bayer's left hand, and he was still full of disbelief. He stared at Bayer with his last consciousness, unable to understand why this sickle demon was evenly matched with him, but in the blink of an eye, his speed suddenly became so much faster.

Nabaier looked at it and said, "Since you are also a commander, I will let you die with peace of mind. This is the skill I have learned from the master's sweetheart of the main plane."

The giant claw commander seemed to have not yet figured out who the "master's sweetheart of the main plane" was, and darkness had eroded his consciousness. When his subordinates saw that their leader had been killed by the terrifying sickle demon, they all lost their fighting spirit and stopped resisting.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Baier shouted loudly: "Don't hurt all demons who give up resistance, and all are incorporated into a new team."

In the rules of the hell plane, killing is an extremely common existence and has been deeply rooted in the minds of hell creatures. In fact, this is not because of the cruelty of hell creatures, but more manifested as a traditional survival rule that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

Baier was worried that his subordinates could not control his impulse, and accidentally cut all the prisoners as vegetables, which was very contrary to his wishes.

Looking at his busy subordinates, Baier felt a sense of accomplishment. He already had thousands of hell warriors and ten demons of various types that were comparable to the eighth level cultivation level. Recently, he conquered another black flame demon who had just entered the ninth level cultivation level, and his strength increased greatly.

"I wonder if it can meet the master's requirements?" The sickle demon thought to himself that the sickle soaked in the blood of the demon was held in his hand obliquely

"If this time is done well, maybe my master's sweetheart can teach me some skills in the main plane." Thinking of this acceleration skill, Baier's heart felt hot again. This was a few times ago, Ron occasionally made a call on Bayer, and chose part of Wallace's skills to teach him.

Ron did not say all this skill, and he had selfish intentions. He was not sure whether the growth of this sickle demon would have any impact on Lilith's contract. After all, Byer is not a purebred hell creature. He was born in the main plane magic continent and is an extremely special existence in itself.

However, even a small part of the tips benefited the Scythe Demon a lot. The Scythe Demon is also a good practitioner of cultivation. He can learn from one example and combine it with his own hell fighting spirit and combine another skill, which is to suddenly accelerate and win unexpectedly in battle. Although this skill cannot operate and attack as fast as Ron for a long time, it is extremely effective in battle. Today, he relied on this skill to surprise a lord outside his territory, cut off its head, took its subordinates, and occupied its territory.

Standing on the high slope, Baier looked up at the red sun above his head, and sighed to himself: "It's better to have the main plane, green grass, green mountains, and even the sunshine is not so bloody red!"

It seemed that even Baier did not realize that when he said this, he used the common term for the Magic Continent, and the demons around him looked at their leader standing there and made strange voices with emotion. They didn't know how this strange lord came out. In short, it was a mystery in this area, but this strange lord had swept several nearby areas, like a rising hell upstart.

Legend has it that this Scythe Demon Lord has a more mysterious backing. Every time the people behind him need him, they will take him away out of thin air and send him back out of thin air. Only a few high-level demons know what's going on, but most demons always ponder the secrets of their leader with awe. It is precisely because of the unknown that they feel awe. The demons who have followed him for a long time have always found that the lord's strength has improved every time they come back. They can't help but secretly awe the person behind the leader. What kind of person can have such power.

Just after the team was integrated, a wave of fluctuations came over the sickle demon. He was delighted and knew that his master was summoning him again.

"According to the original plan, the captain will lead the team back to repair. When I come back, I will find a neat team standing in front of my castle, otherwise I will unscrew your ribs and put them on a mattress!"

The sickle demon disappeared in a burst of light. The demon captains who were used to seeing this scene waved their weapons, waving their newly-invited surprise demons one by one, and shouting and rushing back to their habitat.

Not far away from them, a very hidden place, a demon's eye was staring at everything that happened here. The huge eyeball kept flashing, transmitting all the images here to a place in the hell plane. There, a powerful existence in the hell plane looked at the disappearing sickle demon with interest, slowly turning his eyes, thinking. Next to this powerful existence, a strong hell black dragon lies at his feet like a kitten, falling asleep soundly.

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"I just knew there was no battle," the sickle demon said in his heart.

He sensed the atmosphere around him and knew that this master was not here to summon him to fight. As a powerful and warlike lord, Baier was a little worried about whether his master could not see his strengths.

"Master", even though he was a little resentful in his heart, the sickle demon still shouted respectfully to Celine.

"Bayer, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to be stronger again," Celine said with a smile.

The sickle demon grinned, but his red face was twisted.

"Two things," Ron said.

"Sir, please give me the order," the sickle demon said respectfully. He knew that the person in front of him was the real order sender, so he always called Ron by "Sir". He had thought about using the words "Master's Sorrow" before, but he still didn't dare to say it out loud, so he was lucky enough to escape a storm.

"Looking for a red chain in the Hell plane may be a lot of. After finding it, let me know," Ron said.

"Red iron chains? There is more iron in the hell plane, and many demons may use red iron chains," Baier said carefully.

"If someone has a chain that doesn't see the edge, find it out," Ron added.

"Yes, sir!" said the sickle demon.

"Also, look at this corpse." Ron wiped it out of thin air, and a half-elf corpse lay on the ground. However, Baier saw it directly and saw the red demon horn.

However, he was more surprised by the methods of this "adult" and took things out of thin air. Is it the legendary space ring? It is said that there are few such things on the entire continent, and I don't know where this master came from.

Baier didn't dare to say anything, but stepped forward a few steps and walked to the corpse.

He walked around the corpse for a few times, then tried the wounds and the demon horns with his hands, and finally stayed on the healed scars behind him.

"There is hell death energy and some dragon breath here," said the sickle demon.

Ron nodded and thought to himself: "It seems that Lilith is right." He also walked to the corpse and said again: "How do you think he died?"

"It's very similar to those experiments in Martin," Baier said after thinking about it.

"Can you tell it is Martin's test subject?" Ron asked suddenly.

The sickle demon looked carefully, then put his hands on the corpse to convey some fighting spirit before stopping and standing up: "It's very similar. But there are some differences."

Ron's pupils contracted and he said, "What's the difference?"

"He has no mother body, which is the breath of mature body as the adults call it," Baier said.

Ron and Celine looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubts again.

"In theory, Martin should have relied heavily on that mature body at this time, and he also needed to use this mature body to do more experiments. Why didn't it be with Lanny?" Ron thought about it for a while, but there was no answer.

Seeing that neither the master nor the adult spoke, Baier stood there quietly.

"If you are present, can you tell who the death aura belongs to?" A voice suddenly came from one side.

Baier turned his head and saw a young human standing by, looking at him quietly. As for the time being that person was coming, he didn't notice it at all.

The sickle demon was surprised, not knowing whether it was an enemy or a friend, so he quickly flashed to Celine and pulled out the sickle behind him.

But when the sickle was pulled out, he felt a lightening in his hand. The man stood in the distance and seemed to have never moved, but the sickle was already in the man's hand.
Chapter completed!