"My noble master, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you look even more heroic. A burly, majestic and hideous shadow appeared in this specially arranged room, and the aura of fear spread.

The three shadow assassins who had just been calm and calm saw this demon shadow that made people can't help but be terrified, and their bodies trembled in the aura that naturally overflowed from this demon shadow, and they couldn't stop trembling.

This is a powerful evil being, the twisting horns on his head, the iconic pair of bat wings and the layer of flame that envelops it, coupled with the reaction of their bodies, all indicate the identity of this existence - the top great devil from hell, the deep hell purgatory.

But it was such an evil existence, and it was actually summoned by a golden dragon that they thought they couldn't do anything to them, such a scene simply shattered their three views.

Then, a scene that made them feel like they were dreaming appeared, this powerful big devil, after appearing, actually knelt on the ground with great humility, prostrate in front of the young man, and spoke respectfully, like... Servant.

"What do you command? Master. Hellpuritor Miles' forehead was pressed against the ground.

Calling it like this made the three shadow assassins tremble even more, this powerful Deep Hell Purgatory was really the slave of this golden dragon. Are they living in dreams? How could the world become so strange?

"I see, you're a fallen golden dragon!" a puzzled shadow assassin snapped into his head, remembering some of the secret rumors he'd heard about dragons, and stared at Muria and screamed.

"Fallen Golden Dragon?" the other two shadow assassins stared at their companions with idiot eyes.

The fallen golden dragon is the evil dragon that has deflected the camp, and in the long years of Erathia, there has indeed been the fall of the golden dragon, but what kind of age is that, and all the fallen golden dragons in history combined, there are no ten fingers.

Besides, how could this golden dragon escort the holy warrior and protect the demon hunter knight in this kind of behavior?

Muria ignored the Assassin who said he was fallen, and he floated in the air, looking down at the Deep Hell Purgatory, who had fully recovered from his injuries and seemed to be stronger than before.

"A demon hunter has entrusted me with the protection of his heir, but in less than a day, this one of my protectors has been assassinated, I need you to torture these three assassins, ask who is behind the scenes, is there a problem?"

Hearing Muria's words, Miles turned his head, stared at the three imprisoned shadow assassins, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and a cruel smile appeared on his face covered with magic patterns, "Master, torture information is what our devils are best at, this kind of thing, please leave it to me with confidence." ”

"Well, how long does it take to ask what I want?"

"It's up to you, if you can do whatever it takes, don't ......"

"I just need the information of the people behind the scenes, and the rest is free. ”

"Understood, master, you can ask in half an hour at most. The corners of Miles' mouth curled in an exaggerated arc, revealing the extreme pleasure he was in now. Since there are no restrictions, he can play with the souls of these three humans.

"Good. ”

"Master, there's one more thing I want to ask, what kind of place is this?" Miles, who was prostrate on the ground, looked at the closed room he was in with a look of jealousy, which made him feel very depressed and very uncomfortable.

"In a temple of the Church of Dawn. ”

"God of Dawn......" Miles' body shuddered, and he finally understood where his discomfort was coming from. He actually stayed in the temple of a good god with great divine power.

Was there a worse environment for the devil? He felt that he would come back alive this time, and that he could blow it to his colleagues for a thousand years.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine with me, and if you ask what I want out of their mouths, you'll be fine. ”

"Thank you for your kindness!" Miles, his forehead slammed to the ground, "I won't let you down." ”

...... Half an hour later, Murria, who had already received the information she wanted, walked out of the room in human form with a hidden aura, and then saw three familiar figures waiting at the door.

"Your Highness Muria. "Orange, a red-haired man about two meters tall, saluted Muria in unison with Fiona, a green dragon dressed as a blue-haired and blue-eyed lady.

"Well, you're just in time. Muria nodded in response.

"Did you ask that?" Caslana couldn't help but glance at Miles behind Muria, a guy who made her feel palpitations, and with the evil aura that remained in the room, she guessed a lot in an instant.

"The three Assassins are from an assassination group known as Graywing, and they are just pawns on a mission. Muria shook her head, "I don't know who entrusted the mission, but I'm going to ask them now, given that they've already confessed the Gray Wings' stronghold in this city." You two, come with me!"

"Yes!"

Watching Muria, with two soul spirit peak dragons transformed into human form, and an unknown evil being, go to trouble someone.

Kaslana shook her head and walked into the room that the Church of Dawn had prepared for Muria's interrogation, she wanted to clean it up and avoid some unnecessary trouble.

......

"This is the stronghold of the Grey Wing Order, master!" Miles, the Deep Hell Purgatory Demon, who had taken the form of a handsome and well-proportioned middle-aged butler, led Muria to a tavern that looked a little shabby, but was full of people.

"It's kind of interesting. Muria squinted at the crowded tavern in front of him, and squinted his eyes, the stronghold of an assassination organization was actually a brisk tavern.

"Let's go, go in and take a look!" Muria led the way into the tavern, the red dragon Ultraline and the green dragon Fiona hurriedly followed, while the Deep Hell Purgatory Miles took a deep look at the backs of the two five-colored dragons and followed as well.

Miles has long realized that the dignity of Muria's identity, as long as he hugs his thighs, in the future, with a little help of his master's power, it is a very easy thing to become a hell lord, and even become a ...... Duke of Hell.

"Look, whose child didn't watch and came to the tavern to have fun. ”

"This little kid, I guess I haven't grown any hair!"

"Hey, boy, you've touched a woman's ......"

The moment Muria just walked into the tavern, the air mixed with the smell of sweat, the smell of wine, and the smell of inferior perfume rushed in, making Muria close her breath and enter the inner breath.

At the same time, because of his young and immature appearance, some ridiculous foul language came into his ears, and he didn't need to say anything, and the outlet and Fiona, who followed closely behind Muria, walked in and shot directly at those who spoke disrespectfully.

There is no need to use any spells, and there is no need to use any skills, the peak of the soul intent level, only one step away from breaking through to the legendary dragon, even if it becomes a human form, its physique will still crush humans. Fiona took the lead, the outlet followed, and the two dragons shot at the adventurers in the tavern who had spoken foul language to Muria.