I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Picturesque scenery of the ancient Donomites.

The gurgling river flows from the foot of the mountain to the distance.

The windmills are slowly turning.

The whole villa is filled with the joyful atmosphere of idyllic songs.

The headless knight, riding its skeleton horse, walks by the river.

Where the horse's hoof passed, it left a line of shallow burning footprints.

Along the way, countless people looked at it.

But no one was afraid.

Because they've already seen it.

The headless horseman, riding a skeleton horse, walked into the depths of the manor.

Here, someone is already waiting for it.

"Dear Duke Hill..." An old man who looked a little bit cramped came forward and held its skeleton horse: "Master ordered me to come to meet you..."

The headless knight's headless neck twisted slightly and asked, "Where is William?"

"Your Excellency..." The old servant said cautiously, "Master is recovering in the secret room..."

"Recover?!"

"Yes!"

"Who hurt him?!"

"You will naturally know when you meet..." The old servant sighed.

He led the headless horseman slowly into a winery in the deepest part of the manor.

Then he opened the secret passage of the winery and walked in with the Headless Horseman.

Moments later, they descended the winding, rugged tunnel into a vast, solid basement.

As soon as he entered it, the Headless Horseman felt something.

It stopped, and the boots on his feet stepped on it hard.

Crash.

It's the sound of water.

"William!" it asked suddenly, "how did you bleed so much?"

There is blood under its feet.

Thick and stench of poisonous blood.

The blood of a werewolf duke!

So, in the basement, the whale oil lamps were lit one by one.

Light up this expansive basement.

It is at least a thousand square meters in size, and in the middle of the basement, there is a huge stone bed.

On the stone bed lay a giant wolf that looked at least the size of an adult male elephant.

The wolf gasped and groaned.

"Hill, you're here..." It panted low, opened its gong-like eyes, and stared at the headless knight.

The Headless Horseman did not step forward, and continued to ask, "William, who hurt you?"

"Myself!" The giant wolf growled lowly, and it raised its hind legs: "I cut off something..."

Between its hind legs, there are no organs that it used to be proud of and regarded as treasures.

Moreover, judging from the traces and methods, I am afraid it is not only the physical level of excision.

Or the excision of the psychic level.

This means that the leader of the Qin Lu werewolf society, the most powerful werewolf duke in existence, will completely lose the ability to reproduce from now on.

"Why?" An eye-like thing grew out of Hill's neck, but if you looked closely, you would know that it was actually a flower bud of a plant.

This flower bud carefully observed the injury of the giant wolf. It couldn't understand why the werewolf leader had to do such a ruthless attack on himself.

You must know that in the werewolf society, in addition to the competition of strength, the most important factor that determines the status is the offspring.

Who can reproduce more children and contribute to the size of the population, who can get more respect!

Werewolves do not reproduce like humans or vampires.

Every new werewolf born means the death of its mother.

Those little wolf cubs will start eating from their mother's womb.

Therefore, the werewolf society is almost exclusively male, and there are few female werewolves.

"Why?" The giant wolf lying on the stone bed stood up suddenly, the hair on its body stood up one by one, its mouth full of fangs, sharp and terrifying: "I still want to ask you!"

"Hill!"

"What did you ask Sherlock to do?"

"To provoke such a terrifying curse!"

"If I hadn't eaten the heart of the demon wolf Fenrir..."

"I'm afraid that this time, our entire ethnic group may be affected!"

The Demon Wolf Fenrir is a terrifying demon wolf in the pantheon of the Vikings.

In the myths and legends of the Vikings, this terrifying demon wolf will eventually devour the supreme god they believe in, ending the era of the gods.

When William was young, with the help of clues from myths and legends, he finally found the place where the terrifying demon wolf slept in the depths of the Arctic Ocean, and took the opportunity to devour his heart.

Thus possessing great power, he eventually killed and eaten his father and brother.

Become the common leader of all werewolves today.

Also gains the power to breed with all female werewolves.

This makes him the direct ancestor of most werewolves today.

Obviously, the heart of the devil wolf Fenrir that he devoured back then not only gave him great power.

It also allowed him to master some of the magic wolf's secret techniques.

However, in the mythology of the Vikings, all the power of the gods requires a price.

And you have to pay for it yourself!

Odin, the supreme god, obtained supreme wisdom by sacrificing his own eyes.

Now, William has cut off his genitals and removed it at the root.

This avoids being cursed and protects his other bloodline descendants.

"Sherlock?!" Hill, the Headless Horseman, was stunned, then said, "I just woke up..."

"I only know that Sherlock went to track down the cat goddess Best who escaped..."

"And..." The flower bud that grew out of its neck looked at the giant wolf and said, "William, I'm afraid you don't know, just in the early hours of this morning..."

"My thirteen earls were all killed in my castle..."

"Dalis... Cole... Vidic..."

"They're all dead..."

"Then, I received a message that the Foreign Office of the Great Xia Federal Empire issued a diplomatic order, ordering all its foreign missions and institutions to block all the property of me and my Temple Society, and completely cut off the connection with the Temple. All contacts..."

"So..." It said: "William, the curse you encountered should be released by the people of the Great Xia Federal Empire..."

"Sherlock, he should have been killed by the masters of the Great Xia Federation Empire when he was tracking the cat goddess Best!"

"Kill it, and use its body to hold a curse ceremony..."

"William!!" The Headless Horseman asked, "Can you bear it? Can you bear it?!"

"They didn't take us seriously at all!"

"To kill us all!"

This was Hill's first reaction after seeing the broken limbs in the castle and learning the news of being banned and sanctioned.

The Great Xia Federal Empire is too deceiving!

It didn't take him seriously at all.

This is blatant humiliation!

It is unbridled contempt!

If it can still hold back, then it shouldn't stand here, but go to the capital of the Great Xia Federal Empire, kneel in front of the governor, and beg for pity like a pet.

The giant wolf listened to the headless knight's words, turned to look at the attendant beside him, and asked, "Is what Hill said true?"

"Master..." The old servant replied, "It's true!"

"This morning, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Great Xia Federal Empire did issue a diplomatic order..."

"The content is exactly what Duke Hill said!"

"Bastard!" The giant wolf growled angrily.

If it just kills Sherlock, it doesn't really have much opinion.

Sherlock is one of its proudest sons though.

But the werewolf society, often the strongest offspring, will embark on the road of killing their fathers.

So, if Sherlock just died, it might still be happy.

but……

Using Sherlock's corpse to curse and involved it, so that it had to cut off its root of happiness in order to avoid the curse.

This is simply mortal hatred.

Revenge is required!

And it is violent revenge!

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