Because the Rakdos sect has not become stable because of your awakening, but has become more dangerous and manic.

It is like an unstable factor that will make the next war confusing.

Especially the panic and turmoil caused by the recent kidnapping of victims by your followers has affected the stability of the entire Guildpact."

When saying these words, Sancho's face clearly showed an expression of disappointment and helplessness.

Upon seeing this, the demon immediately asked with great interest: "Then what are you going to do? Go back and tell Niv-Mizzet to unite other guilds to deal with me? Or do you want to persuade me to restrain myself as much as possible?"

Sancho shook his head slightly: "No, neither.

My teacher once taught me.

When you feel that something is blocking your way forward, the best way is to remove it once and for all.

Although I have always maintained a low profile since I came to the plane of Ravnica, trying not to reveal my true strength as much as possible.

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If the upcoming War of the Spark is out of control due to certain variables, the teacher will be angry.

Believe me, there is nothing scarier in the world than him getting angry."

"What do you mean?"

The devil obviously noticed something and suddenly became a little wary.

"Nothing, what I want to say is that Rakdos may be removed from the list in the future.

Because next I will kill you and everyone in this underground palace.

terribly sorry!

Although this is not my own wish, the teacher's order cannot be violated."

Sancho once again put his hand on his chest and bowed, and at the same time made the most domineering declaration in the most cowardly tone.

Yes, he wants to single-handedly destroy the Rakdos sect, one of the Guildpacts that has existed in the time and space of Ravnica for who knows how many years.

"Arrogant! Who do you think you are?"

A gang leader, who was covered in blood and guts and had just finished executing a victim, roared like a madman.

Not only him, but also other guild members present.

Because the Rakdos sect itself was built around this powerful demon.

Almost all members have some indescribable fanatical admiration for Rakdos, and are proud to please him.

Now that someone dares to speak nonsense in front of the founder of the guild, they will inevitably feel angry.

Seeing more and more members of the Rakdos sect surrounding him with malicious intentions, Sancho couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Since you like death so much, then I will grant you the death you dream of as the Son of Slaughter."

"Son of Slaughter?"

This title undoubtedly stunned the devil.

But before he had time to react, Sancho's body began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually transformed into a monster that was even bigger, ferocious, and terrifying than him.

To be precise, it should be called "The Killer".

That terrifying aura instantly made the members of the Rakdos sect who were immersed in the pleasure of humiliating and killing living people a second ago feel unforgettable fear.

This is not because they are afraid of death, but because of the innate instinct engraved in their genes and even their souls.

The next second...

The bloody massacre begins!

Torn away by the killer's claws attached to divine power, the entire Rakdos sect has no single enemy at all. Basically, as long as it is caught, it will declare the end of life, and not even a slightly complete corpse can be found on the ground.

No mercy!

No mercy!

There is no such thing as showing mercy!

In just a short time, more than half of the psychopaths who gathered here for a carnival party were killed or injured. Some of the guys whose psychological defenses and wills had collapsed tried to escape, but without exception, they were overtaken by the murderer's terrifying speed.

When Sancho stopped, except for the demon on the lava throne, all the core members of the Rakdos sect in the entire underground palace were dead, and there was not even a single survivor.

Obviously, as the son of Baal, although he handed over most of Baal's power after the final divine war, he still chose to retain a small part of his divinity and power.

Because this is related to his powerful ability to resurrect from the dead, how could he give it up so easily?

As for transforming into a killer, it is just a side effect of retaining this power.

However, with Barr's complete death, Sancho no longer has to worry about being affected by his bloodline and craving blood uncontrollably.

Today, he used the killer form to bloodbath the Rakdos sect, purely because he wanted to let these guys who like to torture and kill others all day long taste the feeling of being tortured and killed, nothing more.

After all, Sancho's heart was full of disgust for this senseless abuse, torture and killing.

He was the victim of such killings back then.

If he had not met Zuo Si, he would most likely have returned to the Blood Throne together with the other sons of Baal and become sacrifices for his father's resurrection.

"You...what kind of monster are you?!"

Rakdos suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Because the killer at this moment is far more like an out-and-out bloodthirsty demon than he is.

"monster?

No!

This is not some monster.

It is the incarnation of the God of Killing, a symbol of blood and death.

Don’t you worship death?

Don’t you like to torture and kill the weak?

Let me help you now.

Especially you, as the founder of the Rakdos sect, you should personally feel this pain and despair."

As he spoke, Sancho stepped on the broken corpses and blood everywhere step by step, feeling a strong sense of oppression all over his body.

"Damn it! You can't kill me! I signed the Guildpact Contract! If I die, then the entire time and space of Ravnica will fall into war and chaos due to the imbalance of power."

The devil was obviously a little panicked and hurriedly emphasized his specialness and importance.

Even though he is the founder of the guild, at heart he is a selfish, arrogant, moody and greedy person who is afraid of death.

In other words, this is a common characteristic of all demons.

Rakdos founded this guild simply to enjoy the pleasure of torturing, dominating, and brutally killing others.

As for him, he didn't want to die.

"Haha, sorry, it's too late.

After all, I gave you a chance, didn't I?

But you didn't cherish it, but continued the old style insistently.

What's more, since I have decided to destroy you, how could I give up halfway?

I don’t want my killer form to be known to too many people.”

As the last word blurted out, Sancho instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed forward.

"NO!!!! No one can kill me! I will chop your head off!"

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Rakdos finally took off his disguise and revealed his true face.

Without any hesitation, he picked up the huge sickle with blood-sucking properties in his hand and slashed it down hard.

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To be precise, it passed directly through the middle of Sancho's spiritual body without cutting anything.

After all, the current killer form will no longer lose consciousness and reason.

This means that he can activate various magic items and metamagic skills at any time - spells are instantaneous, or he can directly use his own planeswalker cards.

Although Sancho has been staying in Ravnica for these years, his card library is quite rich with the help of Zuo Si.

Not to mention demons like Rakdos, even those veteran or even ancient planeswalkers may not be opponents.

"Now, feel the pain and despair before death! Don't worry, I won't let you die quickly."

Sancho didn't give the devil another chance to swing the giant scythe, and just forcibly broke one of the opponent's arms.

Near the torn part of the shoulder, blood sprayed everywhere like a fountain.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Rakdos couldn't help but howl at the severe pain, and flapped his wings in an attempt to climb higher and fly away.

But in a blink of an eye!
To be continued...