Chapter 19 Chapter fifteen

It was raining heavily outside, and the devil walked into a cave. "If, explain, what happened? We are carrying out the big event of resurrecting the devil, why are we burrowing in the hole like a mouse." "Because we seem to have failed again. This time our army was actually defeated by our own rebels. Or maybe we are the rebels... We are going to find the devil... But some people say that we will only harm the devil if we find the devil. " The two demons encountered a problem they had never experienced before, a problem that they could not avoid even if they drilled three thousand meters underground, in fact, the closer they got to the ground, the more they felt that the problem was closer to them.So they prefer to stay in damp caves above ground.

"It's so interesting. Suddenly one day, you find that everything may have another answer. Right can become wrong, good can become bad, gods can become demons, and beauties can also become sows." Could it be said. No one spoke in the darkness opposite. "If, hey, if... if, say a word!" "Okay..." If the frustrated voice came, he had never seen him so low before, "I found that after staying on the ground for a long time, I will become weaker and weaker, and I can't rest well under the light." "Then you build a blood pool and sleep."

"I have to sleep for three fucking months now, but we don't have time... Besides, the blood that can be collected on the ground always has such a smell, like the smell of the human race." The sound of rain outside the cave was clearly heard, and the rain was getting heavier. "I suddenly felt... there are only two of us left in this world." "How is this possible? I saw a lot of people yesterday...I saw them all this afternoon..." "Why don't you have any sensibility at all? I mean feeling! Do you understand feeling?" "What do you want that for?"

"We are isolated now, yes, that's how it is. A few days ago, there were powerful demons behind us. Now, we don't even know whether we should go back to the dungeon, because it is said that the high priest wants to kill the demon king. .” "The demons are called by humans. Please remember that we are the glorious Slano, Delal, and Idel tribes. You have read too many knight novels." "Enough, enough! The High Priest also calls us Demon Race, I don't think there is anything wrong with this name at all. I only know that it is something that scares people."

"Yeah!" Could it be that he jumped up, "Anyway, I'm idle, so let's go to the human village down the mountain to scare them in the dark!" "I don't think this is fun at all! I don't want to cause some trouble and miss the job." "It's not like you. It's exhausting to be here watching you scrunching your face. I'm going to go out and have some fun by myself anyway!" Don't stand up. "It's raining outside!" "You're as annoying as my mother!" Could it be that it was only after walking out of the cave that the rain was really not small? Rain was a disgusting thing to the demons who lived underground. Many demons dared to cultivate in lava, but they had hydrophobia, such as if.But at this moment, he realized that he didn't hate the water that fell from the sky so much. Standing in the rain, his mind was much clearer.

"I'm not as brainless as I said." Is it possible to think about it and find that it is still there, "It's just that I have been used to following the if for a long time, so I don't bother to think about things anymore." "But this time I'm worried about what if." Could it be that he took off the helmet, he has blond hair like a human, and demons are usually black and purple, if it weren't for the tattoos on his face and red pupils, maybe others wouldn't recognize it He is a demon. "If you must be wondering about my last sentence right now, we obviously don't know what our mother is like. Maybe it's because I read too many human novels." Did he raise his head, the rain made him a little bit blind Opening his eyes, he put on the helmet casually, and all the accumulated water in the helmet poured on his head.

Could it be that he laughed at himself. A sheep that came from nowhere was jumping in the rain, maybe it jumped over and picked it up.This is the material for making a blood pool. He thought he should collect some blood to build a blood pool. Maybe he would feel better tomorrow after a good night's sleep, and then he would know what to do again. Could it be that he was walking down the mountain with the sheep in his arms? Relying on the demon's ability to observe the breath of life, he soon found that he was approaching a village.He became as excited as when he was back in the childhood games, and jumped under the wall at the edge of the village. Although the village was full of ordinary people who couldn't fight him at all, he still felt that the game was tense and fun.

But the sheep in his hand felt that it was not fun at all. It sighed loudly, and now all the sheep in the village agreed with it.Could it be that he suddenly remembered where he should kill the sheep? If he was there, he would definitely remind him, but since he is not here now, he is going to mess up the simplest thing. At this time, someone's breath came to the back of the dog, it was so weak that the dog who was busy persuading the sheep didn't pay attention to it. "Give me back my Alice!" said a little girl angrily. Could it be that when he turned around, his red pupils were still shining in the dark night.

"Ah, you are a vampire?" The little girl was a little nervous and excited. Don't you feel very ashamed, vampires are a low-level race in the dungeon, but an excellent authentic demon warrior really shouldn't hold other people's sheep. "No... no, I'll give it back to you." As soon as he let go, the sheep ran to the village cheering.The little girl followed closely and shouted, "Mom! I found the sheep I lost on the mountain, and a mountain ghost with red eyes stole it!" Then there was the sound of reprimand from the adults. Her mother stood under the eaves and wiped her left and right with a big towel, cursing endlessly: "Little troublemaker, running around in such heavy rain, gonorrhea and need to wait, You can still talk nonsense when your clothes are wet. One day, the goblin in the mountains will catch you as a bride, and goblins like to catch lying children the most."

The little girl smiled and looked at the timid ghost watching under the low wall at the entrance of the village, until she found that the red light became dim and melancholy.Could it be that squatting in the distance and leaning on the wall to watch these things, he felt as if he couldn't breathe. He felt that he was soaked from the inside out, and his mood was stuck together. He didn't know if this metaphor was right, anyway, that's how he felt of. This is what if the "feeling"?Does it feel like this?Why is he doing this all of a sudden?He himself does not know.Watching the little girl being pushed into the house by her mother, as the door slammed shut, she also leaned against the wall.

If what is said is correct, there are only two of them in this world.Everything else doesn't belong to them.A little girl will be scolded for getting wet in the rain, but no one will take care of her for half a year in the rain.She could slam everything that drenched her out the door, but she couldn't escape the damn rain. This feeling turned into something else, could it be that he jumped up and pulled out his knife.As a demon, the character in his blood made him want to destroy something now, so he ran a few steps and climbed onto the roof of the tallest house in the village. Then he thought he saw something familiar. In a room, several people sat around a fireplace. "Yundi, can you calculate how long this rain will last? It's so damp here that my bones ache." Azi, the alien among the dwarves, said while baking his boots. "Don't put your stinky shoes to dry in front of the fireplace, I can't take it anymore!" Winged fairy crystals flew around the room. "If you keep arguing, I'll cover you with another shoe!" "Kant, why are you still covering yourself tightly? It will be moldy, just like Aziz's boots." Crystal said. "Don't worry about that dead man, let alone bring him with me." Aziz said. Yundi was polishing her exquisite white boots by the fire, and Ron was looking at some translations of ancient scrolls sorted out by his teacher Ming Kangen by the firelight on the other side.And Kant was wrapped in a thick black robe leaning against the window, listening to the sound of rain with his eyes open.If anyone thought that it would be unpleasant to be in the same room with a rotting body, although Kant had wrapped himself up enough to try not to make a sound, it made him feel even less like a living thing.During the long journey, the elves and dwarves became less and less tolerant of this quasi-undead. "Dead man Kant, you really don't want to come? Move and let us know that you haven't left your body yet." Az munched on buttered bread and offered a piece to Kant. "Enough, Az, you know he can't eat," said Ron. "Let's read your book, and quickly research where to find the remaining Ruoxing Han ancient scrolls. I'm worried that he won't eat or drink all day, and one day he will collapse into a pile of bones while walking on the road." "Yeah, the rain and the humidity will speed up his decay. I'm not sure how long the antiseptic potion I made will last." Crystal said, "By the way, is that smell really coming from Aziz's stinky shoes?" "If you keep arguing, get out!" Yundi said without raising her head. But it was Kant who stood up. He opened the door and walked out. The decay of his body made his walking ugly. "Kant..." Ron looked at him worriedly. "Maybe we should freeze him up and carry him away..." Az said. When Yundi raised his hand, there was a flash of lightning, and the lightning flashed past Aziz, piercing a big hole in the wall. Azi raised his hand tremblingly: "Okay, I swear I won't say anything about it because he saved us ten years later..." Yundi jumped up: "This is not to hit you, but to the devil outside the wall." Now all the people jumped up, and there was an exclamation from outside. The people in the room rushed out and saw a demon standing there angrily, with blue smoke coming out of his helmet. "Rain Archery!" Elf Crystal started her action first, and the rain in the sky suddenly turned into silver needles. "Aim more and hit again!" Aziz jumped to avoid the rain needles falling on him. "The rain is too small..." Crystal said regretfully, those rain needles covered the demon's armor with a shiny silver layer, but it was obviously only for decoration. Yundi's lightning shot again, this time the devil raised his knife to seal the lightning. But the whirling ball of light from Yundi's other hand hit him in the back. The devil did not fall down, he stared at Yundi: "You have become stronger." "I was always weak when you saw me a few times ago, and now I can let you know my true strength." If he woke up in the dark cave, it seemed to him that his companion was in trouble.This feeling made him run out of the cave and down the mountain. "Maybe soon he will summon the army of darkness, let's get out of here quickly." Looking at the escape, Yundi said. Turning around, she saw Kant standing in the darkness wrapped in a black robe.As soon as he saw her gaze, he immediately turned and walked back into the house. "He looks like a cold necromancer." Yundi thought, feeling a little heavy in his heart.The demon king's soul is being sealed and slept in this body. Can they get help from the elf mages before Kant is completely swallowed by darkness? Could it be that the devil ran a long way, he felt chills all over his body, the ice needles stuck in his armor might be penetrating into his body now, and the most important thing is that he was hit by the ball of light of that damned female magician, the cold air spread along the blood vessels. Perhaps he was affected by magic, so he felt that his current mood was also terrible.He began to shiver reluctantly, thinking that if any legionnaire saw him in this state, his reputation would be discredited.He worked hard for decades before he won the title of "Son of Darkness" in this competition and won this mission.But now, everything is a mess.Yes, it sucks.The conspiracy of the high priest from Huayou Bingsi's mouth disrupted everything.The dungeon is his hometown, but he doesn't know whether to go back or continue looking for the devil.Just now, when he was about to kill the female magician with one blow, he clearly saw those cold eyes behind her, emitting the dark light of death.He was so shocked that he even deflected the knife, took a hit in a daze, and ran away without any desire to fight. "Oh, if this is a book, and I am the unfortunate protagonist in the book, please ask the author to explain what happened." Could it be that he raised his head and shouted, but he suddenly had an idea, what if he was just a supporting role? ?The thought chilled his heart faster than the icy spell. "If that's the case, if it's the one who made destiny telling me through my soul, then maybe I'm going to die somewhere, out of nowhere, maybe right now... oh, I feel like death is coming , those eyes just now...that kind of eyes, they are clearly the eyes of the god of death... Well, wait a minute, there is no god of death in the religion of the demons, only the undead people think that death is the greatest ruler in the world, I am calling Maybe I have to straighten out my beliefs before shouting at the sky..." But then did he find out that he had no faith at all, the high priest had been suspected, and the demon king was hard to find. As for the forbidden books read by thieves—the Holy Lord of Litianism called by knights before death in those human knight novels, that He is the great liar in the story of the Demon Clan... In the three hundred years since losing the Demon King, it turned out that the Demon Clan was also losing its own culture and history.Unknowingly, the high priest has dispelled the traditional will of the demons, including entrusting him and those who have received the education of the undead from a young age. He believes that the high priest really expects them. Academy, they receive the best education and training, knowledge, magic, and fighting among the demons, and of course, they also have the opportunity to steal the human knight novels in the library that are used as negative criticism materials.Do you believe that if he and he can complete the task and return to that dungeon, the high priest will definitely promote them to the rank of dark knights regardless of their seniority, and then they will truly become the confidantes of the high priest and become the favored ones in the dark until one day , became the highest force master of the demon clan when the demon king was away-the head of the legion.But now, this fascinating and infinitely dark road just disappeared in a cloud of mud and fog.All because of doubt.The beginning of doubt, doubting the pillars on which you depend, so you hang yourself in the middle of nothingness... Could it be that he fell back to the ground from the mid-air of nothingness after a long time, he was frozen into a big ice cube in the rain, and after waking up, he looked at a pile of crushed ice beside him and wondered who knocked him out.He looked around and found himself lying on a stone bed like a castle chamber, with a hearth burning roaringly on one side.Could it be that it must be the source of power for him to return to the center of the earth in his lost dream. He stood up to find himself still glowing with a faint green gleam, and he was startled to realize that it must be the result of some holy human healing spell.For a demon who has been trained in the dark department since he was a child, this is fatal, just like the result of losing the dark power to human Kant that day, it may cause great damage to the body.Could it be that he mobilized the power in his body in a panic and found that his body was still comfortable except that he couldn't feel his own dark power, but this was bad enough, it must be some insidious human being who is proficient in this way deliberately making himself unable to use the dark power, And when he encounters a battle again, he will have to rely entirely on muscle strength and knife skills like an ordinary swordsman. Could it be that he only touched the empty scabbard at his waist, suddenly not sure if he threw his beloved saber somewhere in a trance.He jumped up and searched frantically, and suddenly found that the knife was tightly clenched in his left hand.Never throwing away your weapon is the basic principle of a demon warrior.Years of training enabled him to hold the knife tightly even in a coma.Could it be that he breathed a sigh of relief, with this knife in his hand that has accompanied him through countless battles, even if a group of human warriors rushed into the door now, he would not be afraid. The door opened, and a human girl wearing a brown magic robe that didn't match her age stared at the blade pointing at her nose with wide eyes, and said, "You woke up so soon..." Could it be that he pulled her over and kicked away a magic potion bottle in her hand, and the potion hit the wall, emitting a green light.He held her down and put the knife against the back of her neck.With just one spin, the head will leave the body in a perfect spin.For those who have obtained a perfect score in human anatomy, there is nothing more accurate than this. He turned his head and didn't see other humans appearing, so the knife didn't rush down.He listened quietly, and after confirming that there was no one in the castle within a hundred paces, he let go of the woman. The woman was so frightened that she was speechless for a long time.She got up and looked at it, her face was pale and panted for a long time before she said, "You...you...you are so energetic." Could it be that she was about to interrogate, but she went on to say: "I am not a bad person, don't be afraid. I am the magic of Yankee Castle... well, a magic learner. I saw you on the way back from gathering medicine...you are strangely in a piece of ice .I’ll ask the people from the nearby village to carry you here and try to treat you...you’re okay, judging by what you did just now, you should be fine.” Could it be that when you think of the failure of your own dark power, you don't get angry.The etiquette in the knight novels and the cruelty of the demons turned a hundred times in his mind.In the end, he thought, the comprehensive result is - he should kill this good human woman in front of him gently and kindly. The young magic student didn't notice the bad thoughts hidden under the indifferent face in front of him, and continued to say: "This is the first time I try my healing spells on people, I was really nervous just now. You know, You are very strange. The method in the ordinary spell book has no effect on you. Later, I tried to change the plan myself. I didn’t expect that the ninety-three spells in "Tianli Shengguishu" can also be matched with "Elf Forest Medical Chronicle" The number nine spell on the third scroll uses..." Could it be that the expression on his face is becoming more and more ugly, he thinks whether it is a specimen of front and back sections or left and right sections?This little girl is not good-looking, it would be better if her nose was higher, and I will fix it for her in a while... So he didn't pay attention to what was said later. Just like when listening to human anatomy at the Death Law Academy, do you often think about thousands of miles away from the subject itself, from which parts of the stabbing can be fatal, and what fancy hairstyles to be a barber to design the fastest, from the human body? The bone structure reminds of the fancy dress of the princess in the forbidden book.He likes to associate anything with his artistic creativity, such as his famous luminous armor that failed the entire regiment's sneak attack plan.If it weren't for the military order prohibiting the destruction of weapons, he would also like to carve a love sonnet on his knife.One of his many dreams is to have a human specimen of himself to study his knife skills.Today he thought about it again. "...Then I added high-concentration Fengqi powder to the No. 7 potion, which stopped your adverse reactions." The magic trainee took out a notebook and began to read, "But at this time your muscles are still stiff, so I thought of using fossil agent to solidify your body first and then dissipate it with spells, and the result will be fine. Ha, even the teacher must have never thought of doing this, and then I used blood-activating grass to soak dried black blood bats to make a medicinal soup, and the ratio was 7:1 Inhalation chemical potion... This is all I came up with, it's not in the book... Then I rub it on you and use the holy flower, and then you can move, and then I thought that I might need some medicine to replenish physical strength , and then I went out to get it...and...hey, can you understand what I'm saying? Why are you looking straight at me?" Did he think that before this, he had been someone else's test subject, his face turned red, this woman was thinking about how to save him, but now he was thinking about how to divide her. "You used dried black blood bats? Well, that's right, it's a powerful medicinal material for invigorating blood. But human holy magicians never mix holy potions with these things. What kind of heresy did you learn? Besides, you The methods mentioned are not likely to restore me, and human medical spells cannot be useful to my body... because..." Could it be that he stared at her and said coldly, "I am a demon." The trainee was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing: "You really know how to play tricks. At first I was shocked when I saw your armor, and I almost called the knights in the city, but after careful observation, I found that you are clearly a Human beings, otherwise I would use such a holy spell to cure you, you would not be alive now..." "But I'm a demon!" Could it be that he jumped up like a child who was robbed of an apple, "What's so strange about it, look at my eyes..." The female trainee stared into his eyes for a while: "Yes... when it first came, it was red, but now—it's turned black." Could it be that he immediately jumped up to look for the mirror. Then somewhere, he heard a cry of horror.