Different World: The Devil's Coming

Mo Fan closed his eyes and fell asleep. The power of the Demon King and the power of the Blood Clan collided in Mo Fan's body. Since the Demon King's bloodline suffered heavy losses this time, and the Blood Clan had supplies, this time the two were evenly matched.

But what was even more unexpected was that the power in the void, that is, the power of the tentacle monster itself, was also mixed in, causing the bloodline of the Demon King and the blood clan to tend to merge.

A new power was brewing in Mo Fan's body, and with it came a new journey.

The unconscious Mo Fan drifted in the void. He was once again forced to leave the safe zone and drift into the endless and dangerous void.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Fan finally woke up and stretched himself. After all, Mo Fan couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a sweet dream or a good night's sleep.

It was only when Mo Fan saw everything around him clearly that he realized something was wrong.

Why is it so dark around me? What are those little stars in the darkness? Shouldn't I be on the broken planet?

Mo Fan had many questions, but no one could answer them for him, and no one could explain what was happening to Mo Fan.

However, Mo Fan also discovered one thing. His body was absorbing the power from the void unconsciously?

Mo Fan was surprised for a moment, then he immediately began to meditate. During this meditation, he absorbed magic power even faster than when he was on the mainland.

Mo Fan was very surprised. Wasn't he able to absorb a little power from the void just before? Why now?

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Fan suddenly woke up and realized that he seemed to have been eaten?

Mo Fan recalled, yes, Di Le threw back a corrosive body, and he was no match for him, so he was eaten.

But...if that's the case, how can I still be alive?

Did Di Le save me? But if it was him, why did he throw me out? And if it was him, why did I have this body that was adapted to the void?

Mo Fan gave up thinking about it. After all, the answer to this question could only be known by asking the person involved.

Mo Fan turned around and began to study his body.

The skin seemed to have become much whiter? Although there was no sun here, there was no chance of getting tanned. But this terrifying white color reminded Mo Fan of a newborn baby. New skin?

Mo Fan circulated his magic power and felt the changes in his body.

Magic power works normally, but...something's different? Blood magic seems to work again? And it's even stronger?

The dark element is also more handy, and the magic of other elements seems to be affected to varying degrees, either strengthened or weakened.

What made Mo Fan even more puzzled was that there seemed to be a power in his body, but he was unable to use it for the time being.

After the energy in the void is absorbed, nearly half of it will be absorbed by this new force, and the magic power and blood will divide the rest equally.

This is not right.

Demonic patterns spread out from Mo Fan's body, and Mo Fan's brows furrowed.

"Something's wrong, something very wrong."

The magic pattern is a symbol of the powerful demon clan, which represents powerful bloodline.

The magic pattern released by Mo Fan should correspond to the bloodline of the Demon King, which is the most powerful magic pattern.

But Mo Fan looked at the magic patterns on his body, feeling the fluctuation of magic power in his body and the resonance of his blood.

Mo Fan seemed to feel that the demon bloodline in his body had become much weaker?

No wonder the power of blood can compete with the demon king's bloodline for magic power. It turns out that the demon king's bloodline has become weaker, so this is the case.

Mo Fan sighed, feeling somewhat helpless, but it was not a big deal. The power in the bloodline was very mysterious, and even Mo Fan's father, Mo Lang, could not explain it. As a demon king, Mo Lang would naturally be in great danger, and the power in his bloodline had appeared several times.

But after those times, Morang's power will become stronger, and his affinity with the dark element will become deeper, but his bloodline will become weaker.

Mo Lang had naturally reminded Mo Fan not to try to use the power in his blood. This power might be used a little, but how could he not use this power that only appeared in critical moments?

Unless Mo Fan lives a comfortable life without any life-threatening situation, this is unrealistic.

Mo Fan was drifting in the void. He didn't know where he was and he didn't bother to think about where to go home. He just used his magic power to push himself in one direction.

This would naturally be very dangerous, but what could Mo Fan do?

Mo Fan wandered in the void, looking at some of the debris that passed by, most of them were stones, but there were also some others, but Mo Fan couldn't recognize them.

But things that can drift in the void and not turn into ashes must be good things, right?

But Mo Fan didn't collect them. After all, those void monsters would devour anything with a little energy. I'm afraid those drifting ones would become waste.

Mo Fan continued to float, and just when he felt bored, a sense of fear surged in his heart.

Mo Fan looked forward and saw a broken asteroid in front of him. It was only as big as a mountain and looked like it had been eaten up, which was why it was so small.

Mo Fan looked at a creature on the asteroid.

It's not a tentacle monster, but more like a giant bug crawling on the ground, but his whole body is made of bones and has no skin. At first glance, it looks like a skeleton moving.

There was only a big mouth gnawing at the surface of the earth. The dirt and stones in his mouth were like bread, chewed twice and swallowed. The body made of bones absorbed it directly, without even a speck of dust falling.

Mo Fan swallowed his saliva. The monster was not very tall, only as big as a house. He didn't know if it was Mo Fan's illusion, but the monster in front of him seemed to grow in size as it devoured.

Mo Fan could feel that the monster in front of him was not strong, or in other words, if he wanted to escape, he would definitely be able to escape. But Mo Fan couldn't move his legs. For some reason, an inexplicable fear spread in Mo Fan's heart, and soon enveloped Mo Fan's mind.

The monster spotted Mo Fan and rushed towards him with a roar. After hearing the roar, Mo Fan felt the magic power in his body become disordered and he could not even muster any strength.

The monster ate a few more mouthfuls of dirt, then stepped forward and walked towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at the monster that was gradually approaching. His fear of death eventually overcame his fear of the monster.

The power of blood gushed out, and a blood-colored missile was fired forward.

The monster opened its mouth and swallowed the missile. Mo Fan took this opportunity to spread his blood-red wings and escape from here.

The monster looked at the fleeing Mo Fan and roared. Mo Fan saw a sudden ripple in the void in front of him, and then a bone spur emerged from it.