Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Under the dim light, the enormous undead serpent body of the Hydra coiled in the central Blood-Weeping Demon Pool. Its three-hundred-foot-long body overturned rock layers, and the space cracked wherever its reverse scales scraped!

As the swamp churned, it unleashed a thousand-meter-high poisonous wave, from which emerged the souls of the dead it had swallowed, and the cries of ghosts and howls of the dead echoed throughout the heavens and earth!

Muraki, seeing the oncoming wave of poison, dared not be careless. He suddenly unleashed his magic power, dodging several waves of poison with a few quick backflips and lightly touching the swamp with his toes.

However, the poisonous fog stirred up by the toxic wave still managed to get onto his face. The bronze devil mask on Muraki's face was corroded with honeycomb-like holes as soon as it touched his face.

Muraki looked up.

The oncoming wave of poison was like a torrential downpour of poison!

Layers of dark shadows loomed over his head, leaving him nowhere to hide!

boom......

A few minutes later, the churning swamp calmed down again, and Muraki appeared to have been swallowed up by the poisonous swamp.

The hydra Xiangliu's scarlet eyes flickered in the darkness, but it seemed to sense something, and its chilling voice echoed through the swamp: "Stop playing dead, come out."

Within the dense purple poisonous fog, the outline of a figure slowly emerged.

Muraki emerged from the poisonous fog, half of his bronze mask had been corroded away, and his +12 enhanced poison resistance light armor was almost completely corroded away.

"Hehehe... Kid, you've got guts. You actually dared to come to my habitat all by yourself."

The hydra Xiangliu then noticed the demon mark on his neck: "Are you a member of the Sunwheel Clan?"

Muraki calmly replied, "I am Muraki of the Sun Wheel Clan."

Hydra Xiang Liu said with a sneer, "You didn't come here just to die, did you?"

Muraki told him, "The Gene Corporation has sent people to your Bone Swamp in order to subdue you."

"A gene company..."

Upon hearing this, the nine pairs of dark vertical pupils of the hydra Xiangliu suddenly narrowed.

Of course it knows about Genetic Engineering!

More than a hundred years ago, in the battle against the ferocious beasts, countless descendants of the ferocious beast race and the alien beast race perished at the hands of the gene company.

Over the years, the company has been collecting and capturing descendants with ancient bloodlines, leading to the near extinction of the descendants of the ancient race!

Many of Xiang Liu's clansmen were also abducted and died tragically on the experimental table, becoming experimental tools of those madmen!

The hydra Xiangliu's voice instantly turned icy, and the temperature of the entire swamp seemed to drop by more than ten degrees: "Take me in? Hmph! Then let them try! These young mortals really think I am a descendant of those weak ancient races? I will show them what the true power of an ancient beast is!"

As it spoke, a cold, damp wind howled, causing Muraki's long hair to flutter and his clothes to rustle.

Muraki said expressionlessly, "You are just a ghost or spirit now, without flesh and blood. You can't even leave this place, and your abilities are greatly limited. Do you really think you have the ability to deal with those mortals you talk about?"

The eighteen scarlet pupils of the nine-headed serpent Xiang Liu stared intently at him: "You dare to underestimate ancient ghosts and gods?!"

"As an ancient undead, it would be even more shameful to be captured, wouldn't it?" Muraki said coldly. "Even the Four Fiends and the Four Saints, whose descendants possess their power, have become prisoners of the company. Their cells have become collectibles stored in the company's research lab. Are you really so confident that you can defeat them?"

"Are you willing to become a contracted soul controlled by mortals and have your power taken away by mortals?" Muraki asked, staring at it.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the hydra Xiangliu sneered again, "Boy, what exactly do you want to say? Stop beating around the bush and just get to the point!"

Therefore, Muraki simply stated directly, "Cooperation."

Upon hearing this, the hydra Xiangliu revealed an expression of interest and said, "Cooperation? You and me?"

“Yes,” Muraki said. “I can help you reshape your physical body. Before your physical body is fully reshaped, I can be the vessel for your contract.”

"..." The nine-headed serpent Xiang Liu scrutinized him for a few moments: "What makes you, a mere seventh-level Soul Emperor, dare to say such things?"

“I know what you like best,” Muraki said, tossing over a bulging sack.

With a lightning-fast flick of his katana!

The rope of the sack was untied, and two people quickly rolled out of it.

The corpses of two priests rolled out of there!

It turned out to be the two priests who had been assassinated and disappeared in Kyoto!

The nine-headed serpent Xiang Liu's scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, slightly surprised, then he sneered, "You've got some nerve! Daring to attack someone from the Temple of the High Priests?"

Muraki did not speak.

After pondering for a moment, the hydra Xiangliu asked, "Alright, what do you want?"

“Our Sun Wheel Clan has been controlled by the Demon Clan for generations because of the cursed seal. No matter how we develop, we cannot change this problem.” Muraki’s eyes darkened: “I need you to help me erase the power of the Demon Curse.”

"Heh heh..." The hydra Xiangliu said with a contemptuous tone, "Who told you that I can help you remove the curse mark?"

"The Demon's Mark is a spell that replicates the spell cast by the ancient Darkin Pact."

Muraki did not directly answer Hydra's question: "I always thought that the cursed mark could never be removed, until I met someone and learned that the power of the ancient Darkin can remove this power."

“You are an ancient ferocious beast, and you also happen to possess the dark attribute. You want to erase the weakened version of the Dark Devil Clan's Dark Inheritance curse of this era. In theory, there should be no problem.”

“I can indeed help you remove the curse mark.” Hydra Xiangliu looked at Muraki with amusement: “But aren’t you afraid that I’ll possess you afterward?”

Muraki said expressionlessly, "If you have the ability."

"..." The nine-headed serpent Xiangliu flicked its tongue, its nine scarlet eyes fixed on the small Sunwheel Clan member, and said with a sinister smile, "You certainly have a lot of guts! Hehehe..."