Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

The Demon Lord gently patted the demon's broad shoulders, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident and uninhibited smile: "This divine punishment? Humph! I have never been afraid of it. As long as I can achieve the ultimate grand goal, what does a mere means matter?"

He stared into the distance with a sharp gaze, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"If it were in the peaceful and tranquil times of the past, perhaps I would have some concerns. However, now, the war between humans and demons is imminent. In order to increase my chances of winning in the life-and-death battle in the future, I have to act this way." The Demon Lord slowly turned his head, looked at the demon beside him with a solemn expression, and continued.

"Besides, the Blood Knife King has committed many evil deeds in the past. Even if he is lucky enough to escape back to the human race, he will probably not be able to escape the fate of being killed. This action of mine has given him a brand new way of life." At this point, a hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the Demon Lord.

"Besides, you and I are the only ones who know the inside story of what happened here today. No one else can possibly see through the clues, so why do you need to be so panicked?" The Demon Lord stepped forward, put his hands on the demon's shoulders, and squeezed them hard, as if he wanted to give him some courage and confidence.

"More importantly, with the existence of this fellow, many matters that originally constrained me and made it inconvenient for me to handle personally can now be handed over to him. From now on, I can let go and use my fists and feet without any worries." The Demon Lord couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his laughter echoed in the empty valley for a long time.

The demon stood quietly there, like a silent sculpture, listening to his brother's passionate words.

Although he knew clearly in his heart that there were many inappropriate aspects in doing so, as long as he thought that all these actions were for the purpose of making his own demon clan increasingly powerful and rising in the world, he could only helplessly lower his head, purse his lips, and dare not say another word.

And at this moment, the Blood Knife King, who had been lying quietly in the pool, suddenly began to tremble slightly as if blown by a breeze, with his body originally as silent and unresponsive as if dead.

Then, the pair of eyes that had been tightly closed slowly opened. However, what was surprising was that there was no trace of spirit in his eyes that had just opened. Instead, there was only a sense of emptiness and confusion, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing the Blood Knife King waking up, the Demon Lord couldn't help but laugh out loud with his head raised. His laughter echoed throughout the entire area, sounding particularly arrogant: "Hahahahahaha! My puppet, you finally woke up! Come here quickly, kneel down immediately and pay homage to your new master!" As the Demon Lord's voice fell, the Blood Knife King flew out of the spirit pool without hesitation.

After this baptism, his body became more sturdy and strong, with clear muscle lines and full of power.

Even the scars on his face that once horrified him had vanished without a trace. Furthermore, an invisible and powerful aura emanated from him, sending chills down one's spine.

The Blood Knife King's strength had now greatly improved. Facing the Demon Lord, who was slightly shorter than him, he knelt without hesitation and said respectfully, "Greetings, my great master! What are your commands? I will not hesitate, even at the cost of my life!"

"Very good, very good. Such results are really gratifying. It is worth my huge energy to achieve them! From now on, you will be my capable killer, a deadly existence hidden in the endless darkness." The Demon Lord smiled and looked at the person in front of him with satisfaction and spoke slowly.

"From now on, your name will be 'Dark Killer', and you must complete all difficult assassination missions for me." The Demon Lord continued to give orders.

"Yes, master. From now on, I will be a dark killer and will do my best to fulfill my mission." The Blood Knife King, who was once a powerful figure, has now changed his name to become a cold-blooded and ruthless dark killer. He nodded in agreement with an expressionless face.

"Alright, sister, let's get out of here now," the Demon Lord turned and whispered to his sister. Then, the two of them walked side by side, slowly heading back the way they had come. The Dark Killer followed closely behind them like a ghost, always keeping a few steps away.

Along the way, the Demon Lord and the Demon Demon brother and sister had a pleasant conversation, and the topic unconsciously turned to the matter of puppets.

"Brother, if this Heavenly Demon Spirit Pool really has the magical effect of refining puppets, why haven't we produced them in large quantities? It seems that so far, the number of puppets we have successfully refined is very few. Speaking of which, this Blood Knife King's puppet is probably the first one I have seen being refined with my own eyes." The demon blinked his beautiful but puzzled eyes and asked the Demon Lord in confusion.

"And why would we put someone whose will is about to dissipate into the refinement?"

Hearing his sister's doubts, the Demon Lord smiled slightly and spoke.

"Actually, refining a puppet is not an easy task! There are many details involved."

"First of all, the most crucial point is that the will of the person being refined must be on the verge of death. The reason for this is, of course, to avoid any unexpected situations."

"If the other party is too greedy and absorbs too much demonic energy, the consequences will be disastrous. He might even end up choking himself to death!"

"When a person is on the verge of death, their will is also on the verge of disappearing. However, at this critical moment, this Heavenly Demon Spirit Pool begins to work its magical effect!"

"It can keep these people's willpower in a delicate state, on the verge of disappearing, but not completely annihilated. This way, it can ensure that they still retain a certain degree of basic vitality."

"More importantly, even a tiny bit of willpower is enough to give them valuable combat experience when they enter battle. After all, it would be foolish to just attack blindly without thinking about strategy, like a wooden man without any ability to think."

"After this meticulous refining, they will transform into puppets with independent minds! However, it's important to note that these puppets will only obey the orders and instructions of the person holding the Origin Crystal."

"In other words, only the Origin Crystal in you and me can give them orders."

"Once they successfully transform into puppet form, they will not only retain all the powerful combat capabilities they had in life, but their strength will even be enhanced!"

"At the same time, the rich combat experience they have accumulated has not been lost at all. Moreover, even though they are puppets, they are still like normal people and need to carry out daily activities such as eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping. At critical moments, they will fight without regard for their lives and are extremely loyal." The Demon Lord explained here.

"As for why we no longer refine puppets on such a large scale as before? There is a crucial reason – it is because refining puppets has an extremely stringent prerequisite. The body must be exceptionally strong. Only in this way can it withstand the continuous influx of demonic energy."

"Thinking back, the puppets we refined were relatively weak, far from meeting such high standards and strict requirements. Therefore, for these weaker puppets, there was no need for me to personally take action."