Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"You can scream, but no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out."

The two-horned demon said this with a ferocious look on his face, his voice full of pride and mockery.

There was an evil gleam in his eyes, as if he had already secured victory.

At this time, the sharp claws in the hands of the two-horned demon had already touched the delicate skin of Fairy Jinhua. With just a little force, it could easily pierce her skin.

Fairy Jinhua was terrified, but she remained calm. She slapped the devil's hand away and tried to break free. However, when she looked up, she saw a terrifying scene that she would never forget.

The other demon was actually devouring Yuwen Hu's body madly, swallowing it mouthful by mouthful. Yuwen Hu's body was torn into pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and the bloody smell filled the air.

Fairy Jinhua stared at everything in front of her with eyes wide open, looking at it in disbelief. She could not accept such a cruel reality, and her heart was filled with fear and anger.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Suddenly, a scream broke the silence. Fairy Jinhua was surprised to find that there were other monsters around. These monsters had antlers on their heads and looked like deer monsters.

"Snack?" The two-horned demon smiled greedily after hearing the scream, with blood-stained saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. He opened his bloody mouth and let out a creepy laugh.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Fairy Jinhua screamed again, her voice full of despair and helplessness.

Faced with such a horrific scene, she felt her life was under unprecedented threat.

The deer monsters turned around and ran, but were quickly knocked down. The opponents showed no mercy and directly cut off their heads.

The deer demon then revealed its true form.

The demon grinned with satisfaction, revealing a ferocious smile: "It's not bad to eat some cooked food."

As he finished speaking, the deer demons were torn into pieces, their blood splattered on the ground. Then, the demon lit a bonfire in front of Fairy Jinhua, and put the deer demons' flesh on the fire and began to roast them.

The two-horned demon seemed to enjoy this torturous process. He looked at the Jinhua Fairy with interest, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Be more afraid." He said as he grabbed Fairy Jinhua by the neck and dragged her to the campfire. But he didn't seem to intend to eat her right away, but wanted to make Fairy Jinhua feel more pain and despair.

"This is my prey, don't try to harm me." The two-horned demon said viciously to the one-horned demon.

"I'm not interested. Our mission isn't to kill the humans here."

The one-horned demon hesitated and thought. He remembered that he came here with a mission, but the mission did not seem to be to hunt down the humans here.

"It seems to be looking for..." The two-horned demon pondered, his eyes flickering with thought, "The Son of the Great Dao and the Saint Girl nurtured by the Master, this should be the mission, and according to what the Master said, they all seem to be human."

"Then..." The one-horned demon was shocked when he heard this, and his body trembled involuntarily, "Should we not take action against the human race? If we kill the human race like this, will it..."

"You're right!" The two-horned demon's expression turned very ugly. He glared at the one-horned demon fiercely. "The master's plan must not be affected because of us. Our clan is not liked by the master to begin with. If we hinder the master again, I'm afraid..."

"Then what should we do with this woman?" The one-horned demon hesitated for a moment and his eyes fell on the Jinhua Fairy beside him.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Jinhua felt a glimmer of hope in her heart, but she also knew that this glimmer of hope was too slim, but she still longed for it.

"Eat it!"

The two-horned demon said without hesitation: "Now we have no chance to retreat. If we retreat now, we will become the laughing stock of everyone in the future. Moreover, after we kill them, as long as we do it secretly and don't let others know, we can just spare their lives when we face the human race later. No one will know what happened here, and we will still have a chance then."

Hearing this, the one-horned demon hesitated, but still nodded in agreement.

He knew that this was their only choice. If they didn't do this, their clan might have no chance of convincing the Son of the Dao.

Also, the saint who entered this world early would not give their clan a chance.

"Are you trying to play tricks on the angels?"

The one-horned demon suddenly thought of the group of angels who considered themselves holy. If the Lord had not appeared and forcefully unified their world, their eldest brother would probably still be leading them to continue fighting with the angels, and it would have been difficult to determine the winner even today.

They and the angels are simply two extremes, one represents holiness and compassion, while the other symbolizes fear and death.