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All the demons were summoned to the underground hall, and in the center of the hall was a table with a black magic crystal ball on it.

Many of them looked puzzled, apparently not knowing why they had been summoned suddenly.

After the Countess and Dandrion fled during the day and pursued in vain, a fierce infighting broke out in the castle, in which all the maids and guards loyal to the Countess were killed.

This infighting also made these demons pay a heavy price, originally there were a total of thirty-eight of them, but now there are only nineteen demons left who can stand in the hall.

When everyone was assembled, the crystal ball suddenly cracked into several pieces with a snap, and a dense black mist emerged from the crystal ball, and then gathered in the air into a black figure with an indistinct face.

All the demons present knelt down at the same time: "See Lord Demon King." ”

The world of hell is vast and boundless, and there are countless non-human races, these races are strange in appearance and figure, so appearance is not the way for demons to distinguish their kind, breath is the most effective method.

There was no doubt that the evil, dark, cold, and powerful aura emanating from this black figure could only be possessed by the most powerful demon kings at the top of the hellish world.

The Demon King slowly glanced at the hall, and every time his gaze swept over a certain demon's body, the demon's body trembled involuntarily.

It was a kind of fear from the bottom of the heart of the weak to the strong, even if almost all of these demons were strong, but in front of this demon king, all the demons felt that they were simply ants.

After a moment, the Demon King spoke slowly.

"Waste."

All the demons lowered their heads.

"Look at your opponents, an angel who has been badly wounded, a traitor who has nothing but flattery, and a brat who has not grown his hair, and two prisoners who have been tortured and starved for days."

"With a few people like this, you only need a maximum of five people to join forces, and you can easily kill them all, but you let them escape!"

The Demon King's angry voice continued to echo in the hall like deafening thunder, and many of the kneeling demons began to tremble, not because of shame, but because of fear and fear.

The laws of the Hell Demon Realm have never been different from the Heavenly Realm and the Human Realm.

For example, if any member of Dandrien's church team made a mistake, then Dandrion would scold him a few times at most, and then punish him.

But for the people of hell, things are completely different. The result of a mistake is not scolding and punishment, but - death.

The phantom of the demon king floating in the sky suddenly stretched out his hand, and several black fighting qi shot out from his hand and shot into the bodies of several demons.

The bodies of these demons immediately swelled up like a balloon, and after only a few seconds, in a dense burst of sound, the bodies of these demons exploded into countless pieces in an instant like a balloon that had been filled but was still forcibly blown into the gas.

Warm blood and countless stumps and severed arms flew everywhere in the hall, and many of them fell on the other kneeling demons in the hall, making the bodies of these demons tremble even more.

"That's what happens when you fail." The phantom of the demon king made a voice again, and his tone was as cold as ice that would not melt for ten thousand years:

"I'll give you one more chance, and now set off at once, and after leaving the castle gate, follow the main road to the southeast, and there is a mountain peak about twenty kilometers away, and the ones who escaped are in a cave halfway up the mountain."

"Find them, kill them, and bring the treasure back, understand?"

"Yes, sir." The demons responded in unison, and then stood up one after another, and walked out of the underground hall with the weapons in their hands in a murderous manner.

Previously, without knowing the direction of Dandrien's group's escape, the dozen or so demons in this area could not find their traces in this vast mountain of ice and snow.

But once they have a definite direction, it will only take a few hours at most for the demons to find their target, and then show their hideous fangs and tear the target to pieces.

Contrary to the extremely cold underground castle hall, the cave where Dandrion and the others were located at this moment was as warm as spring.

A large bear skin was hung at the entrance of the cave to keep out the cold wind blowing in from outside, and a small but large fire that lit up the whole cave burned in the middle of the cave, and the smell of roasted meat permeated the cave.

As at noon, Dandrion once again showed an astonishing appetite, but fortunately everyone had begun to get used to it, and although they were still a little surprised, they were no longer frightened.

When the two adult tigers were all wiped out, Dandrien, who had been lying on Ambrossi all day, was finally able to get up and walk on his own.

But Dandrien's recovery was nothing more, his body and meridians were still like a dry land without a drop of water, and there was not a trace of fighting energy that could be used by him.

After eating and drinking, except for Gavin, who volunteered to stand guard outside, the rest of the people who had nothing to do sat down by the fire and chatted.

After a moment of talking, Ambrosi suddenly asked, "How far are we from the castle?" ”

The only person who could answer this question was obviously the original mistress of the castle, and the countess thought for a moment and replied, "It's probably a little more than twenty kilometers away." ”

"Only twenty kilometers?" Dandrion frowned, "This speed is too slow, if those demons in the castle follow in this direction, then they will soon be able to find our traces." ”

Habs, who was on the side, interjected: "It's snowing all day today, and our footprints will soon be covered by snow, and they won't be able to find our traces." ”

"I hope so." Dandrien sighed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on little Cheeto, the four-year-old child who was obviously very tired after a day of fugitive, and after eating, he fell asleep on his mother's lap, looking like a quiet cat.

Dandrien's heart suddenly moved, and he reached out and put it on the wrist of Little Cheetto's right hand, and after a long time, he withdrew his hand in the puzzled gaze of others, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Dandrien's behavior obviously made the Countess a little uneasy: "Lord Dandrien, is there something wrong with my child?" ”

Dandrien came back to his senses at this time, and suddenly asked a little cluelessly: "Madam, I want to know if Marquis White has also practiced dark power like you?" ”

The Countess was slightly stunned, and then replied: "Yes, and the first husband seems to be a high-level demon in hell, otherwise, how could I, an ordinary human woman, cultivate such a charming skill?" ”

"That's weird." Dandrion shook his head and looked at the sleeping little Cheeto with a strange gaze: "If my induction is not wrong, Cheetto has some kind of innate affinity for holy power, and he should be a genius who cultivates holy power." ”

"What?" Everyone opened their mouths wide in unison.

Two cultivators of dark power were actually able to give birth to a genius who cultivated holy power?

If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the cave knew that Dandrien's true identity was an angel descending from the heavenly realm, then what he just said would definitely be regarded as nonsense.

Just when everyone was still immersed in shock, Gavin, who was on guard outside, suddenly walked into the cave and said in a panic: "It seems that someone is coming!" ”

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