SATRIO.
CH 127S

Nergal is not a demon that is easily controlled by humans. Not only was the power over the territory to build up his kingdom, but there were some other points still being asked as payment for his assistance.

"I didn't come here to avenge my brother Levron's death. I didn't come to replace his mission, I came with my own interests, man!" said Nergal coldly.

Nergal looked up, sniffed the air and snorted. The fishy smell of blood mixed with sweat became the main attraction for his sense of smell.

His long, sharp-nailed legs were stepping on one body that kept moaning for help. While before his eyes, his starving army was slaughtering humans to drink its blood.

The small splashes on Nergal's face formed a disgusting grin on his ugly face. The black finger with its long fingernails rubbed the sticky red liquid and licked it with its red tongue, slowly.

"Sugary," he sizzled satisfied. "I love this hunt!"

Although Nergal did not like the screams or howls of human fear in his people, but he still enjoyed and got used to it.

The horrifying sight he saw while touring the village, was considered something new and exciting. Blood was everywhere and his army was happy to be in a manhunt party he had never done before.

Mas Gun, the husband of Andara who is the adoptive mother of his sister rested in front of Nergal, his body shaking violently against Levron's brother who is much more cruel and sadistic.

Nergal mercilessly asked Mas Gun to give up his village for prey. Shredded, hurt and drunk his blood for letting Levron who would lead there lose his life forever.

"Punish my son, Prince! You promised not to hurt my family!"

Nergal laughed blandly, his face still grimacing. "Don't disturb my pleasure, man!"

Nergal was so enthusiastic about watching his troops who were breaking into the village. Take the body they like and destroy the useless.

"I beg you, Prince!" Mas Gun prostrated without lifting his head, his tears flowing looking at the suffering of his son who was under the clutches of Nergal's black feet.

"Of course I'll forgive you, man! But I make sure that this is not the first village for my people to hunt, my troops need to eat with fullness ... also need a new body to dwell!"

Mas Gun's crazy idea just pops up, some of the neighboring villages that don't like his practice as a black magic psychic will be given to Nergal as an offering.

One advantage for him, that Mas Gun does not need to intervene to repel humans who are not pleased with his existence. Mas Gun was thinking towards becoming the second ruler of the territory after Nergal eliminated the citizens. The devil's right hand.

Nergal turned his monster body into thick smoke that clumped in front of Mas Gun. Then elegantly all the black smoke entered into the nostrils and mouths of humans who were groaning in pain due to the extremely severe claw wounds all over his body.

The demon's first prince occupies the body of Mas Gun's son to save his life. "While I'm going to be here, your son won't survive with injuries this severe! I'll recover his condition!"

Mas Gun nodded in agreement, his son had already lost a lot of blood and was only left waiting for death if ignored. "Okay, Prince! Thanks for the help!"

"If only your son hadn't fought back, he wouldn't have had to get hurt like this. Trying to be a hero to another human would be useless to him. The only option is to join us as a way of salvation!"

Nergal's cold grin looked menacing and extremely cynical. But he unleashed mana magic to heal the bodily wounds he occupied. Sending the soul of Mas Gun's weak son to the subconscious, then squeezing and stomping on him with great force.

"Stop them all useless ones immediately!" nergal commands one winged creature who is his subordinate. "Thereafter lead our new army that has gained the body to adapt and practice life as a normal human being!"

"Whatever you want, Prince Nergal!" replied Nergal's subordinate bowing his head.

The bodies of Nergal's subordinates flew through the entire village, giving orders to the troops who were still hunting and searching for the smell of the lives of the unlucky humans. "Stop them all now! The dawn is almost here!"

And in just one night, the great village was ravaged. There was nothing left but a body with a demon soul that was ready to become Nergal's army. Forces that are able to walk under the hot sun like humans in general.

Nergal looked up and laughed out loud, "I am the ruler of the new world!"

Mas Gun and the seven clever opening little portal men kowtowed fearfully in front of Nergal's feet wearing the body of Dirga, the only son of Mas Gun with his first wife.

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