The appearance of the Demon King in Catherine's spirit world should only be a short time. However, Catherine's memory is sealed, and there is one passage that is clearly impossible to recall. This must have something to do with the invasion of the demon king, and it was also his hands.

If it were possible, Catherine would surely have recovered that lost memory. Only by finding that memory can she know the origin of the Demon King and everything that has happened.

However, as the second will of the female mage, Lady Reason is not sure how the first will perceives the existence of the demon king. In addition, the first will of His Majesty the Demon King does not seem to have officially appeared until now. Therefore, at this time, Catherine suddenly discovered that even if the roasted rabbit was destroyed by the Tree of the Royal Court, it did not mean that the existence of the Demon King in Catherine's soul world was ended.

Catherine frowned, she stood on the palm of her wisdom, and she had no interest in admiring the scenery. Although the scenery along the road is infinite, full of greenery, and everywhere exudes a lively breath of life, the female mage's heart is heavy and cannot be relieved.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Suddenly, Catherine heard a loud noise coming from behind her. Giant Wisdom stopped and turned to look.

In the direction of the dense forest in the distance, the altar that stood between heaven and earth, like a tower of Babel, was falling apart. When the tower cracked, there was a loud thunderous sound. It broke into several pieces and fell from a great height.

Wisdom, memory, and Catherine, gazed at the sight together. Every time a piece of the altar hits the ground, there is a shock. You can see how heavy these altar pieces are. Finally, after the seventh tremor, the world calmed down again. But the calm was only for a moment, and an even more piercing roar came from the remains of the altar, accompanied by soaring flames.

The flames erupted like a volcano and rushed into the sky. It seems endless, endless. The sky was quickly overwhelmed with blazing red, like a bucket of bright red paint, which was splashed on the entire azure canvas. A massive, hideous face emerges in the canvas. The two deep-set eye sockets on his face seemed to be constantly pulling away from the bright red colors around them, darkening the sky, and the long, crooked dark blue lips were mocking the whole world with a rich dark aura.

The face looked down at the Nether, and everywhere the eye looked, green life was snuffed out, and the vegetation on the ground immediately withered and turned yellow. It was as if it were born against life.

The sleeping Elven King woke up. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky, colliding with the sweeping gaze. The two eyes collided in mid-air as if it were substance, and the sound of "crackling" was endless. In just a few seconds, the flame countenance in the sky collapsed, dissipated, and vanished without a trace.

Having defeated his opponent, the Elven King's demeanor became more and more tired. This originally handsome and promoted man had a slight wrinkle at the corners of his eyes, and his back was a little stiff. He stood up with the help of his memory. The Elven King asked, "Where did this will come from?"

The memory says: "I don't know, it came out of the remains of the altar." Wisdom should be understood. ”

Wisdom said in the melodious ancient elven language: "From the will of darkness, it should be related to the raw material." ”

Does the ingredient mean a roasted rabbit, isn't that the Demon King? Catherine thought for a moment, so she said, "That roasted rabbit, he is the Demon King Bossertoiffel." ”

The Elven King turned to look at the mage and said, "Is that the Lord of Hell? He's here? No, if he is the raw material, the dark energy can't inspire life baptism at all." Catherine, you brought in the ingredients. Can you tell me what happened before you came in?"

The female mage looked at the Elven King in amazement.

The Elven King said, "You need not be surprised. I'm just a prisoner, and I can't communicate with the outside world at will. ”

"Aren't you an architect?" asked Catherine subconsciously.

"Architect?" said the Elven King, who was silent for a moment, "so he sent it. ”

Catherine apparently didn't expect that she had made a mistake that she had taken for granted from the start. No wonder he met ambition in the jungle at that time, and he was noncommittal to Catherine's inquiries about architects.

"There are several people who can get you here, and the architect is one of them. Memory is willing to explain, "Remember the children? If these children had survived on their own, it would have been difficult for them to survive to this day. ”

"The architect is indeed a very kind person. "In times of crisis, he came to my aid. ”

"Kindness doesn't have to be. Memory smiled and shook his head, "He's fair. Children don't have the ability to survive, so they need to help, and the weak can't fight, so they need to help. His principles are sometimes difficult to understand, and he often does things that are unexpected. ”

"Then I'm really lucky. Catherine sighed.

"Lucky?" the Elven King shook his head, "Your luck may be our misfortune. Tell me the origin of the ingredients. ”

The female mage nodded, and began with her and the demon king falling off the red dragon. The roasted rabbit fell into a deep sleep after eating the eggs of the immortal birds, and the three monarchs of the northern kingdom came to grab the eggs. The architect secretly instructed the female mage to protect the roast rabbit, and finally sent her to the spirit world of the elven king.

After hearing this, the elf king said with a calm face: "He sent you, not because you are too weak, but because you are too strong. Immortal eggs. When the Celestial Bird of Paradise hatches, it is said to be able to destroy the entire Paradise. He simply sent you to me to save everyone outside. ”

"But he knows that we are always looking for ways to expand the spirit world, and that it takes a lot of soul energy. Immortal eggs are indeed an excellent ingredient. ”

The Elven King said, "But it is also quite dangerous, and the immortal bird may hatch at any time. At that time, not only will my world collapse, but I am afraid that I will not even be able to retain my sense of self. ”

Wisdom interjected, "No, Bosseto Ifil is the king of the devil. The devil has a stronger ability to manipulate souls than any other race. He devoured the eggs of the undead birds, which was tantamount to neutralizing those unstable energies. Therefore, the altar can smoothly extract the soul energy and transform it into a life baptism for casting. ”

"By the way, and the King of Hell. The Elven King looked worriedly at the remains of the altar in the distance, "We did the Demon King a great favor. It was likely that he would not have been able to digest those soul energies at all, at least not for a short time. However, the altar provided him with an outlet to release his excess energy. ”

"Wasn't he destroyed by you?" asked Catherine.

"Elimination?" said the Elven King with a wry smile, "It is not easy to destroy a devil, let alone the king of devils." ”