"Do you want to get on?"

The adventurers stared at the cocoon, looking at each other, and no one could make up their minds.

If they can't break through that cocoon, the price they pay for this trip will be too great. But the previous attack had proved that the cocoon was extremely hard, and their attack was completely ineffective.

The most nervous is Casa, whose plan is to convince most people to exchange human lives for information on Sean's strength.

If there is no way to attack this time, it will be difficult for him to bear the anger of the people, and he will not be able to explain it to everyone.

"Don't worry," the beads of sweat on Casa's forehead kept falling, "If you can't break it, just move the cocoon back, I don't believe this guy can stay inside for days without eating or drinking." ”

"Now," seeing everyone listening to him, Casa gritted his teeth, "Above, don't spare your hands, use your most powerful moves"

Kasa's words were a reassuring pill for the confused crowd, and with Casa's assurance, they began to prepare their most powerful moves.

"Look"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the war eagle in the sky had already sensed the strange situation and reported it to his master.

"The cocoon is open, no, it's not a cocoon."

No one asked what was going on, and a strange situation unfolded before their eyes.

"Attack, attack now"

The red-eyed Casa, though he didn't understand why Sean had given up his strong defenses, was it a good opportunity, wasn't it

Hearing Casa's order, everyone quickly chanted a spell to bless the weapon and add power to the fireball.

The overwhelming attack went straight to the head of Sean.

The black cocoon, no, those were two pitch-black wings.

It turned out that they had two wings on it, hard wings.

The wings spread, and Sean did what he had done in the inner space.

I saw the world clearly, a world full of resentment and unwillingness.

Sean held the resentful spirit floating around him, but the small resentful spirit was very stubborn, it was better to say that its obsession was very strong.

"I don't need you, but," Sean shook his head, tossing it aside, "thanks for your kindness." ”

By the way, he instructed the other spirits not to come near him, as they would not be of much use to what he was going to do next.

The wraith roared at Sean, but was afraid of the more terrifying souls that emerged from Sean's body.

"You are me."

"Yes, I am you, and you are me."

"I'm really unwilling, live well."

"Well, you too."

"Hahaha, you're really good at laughing, it is said that when the flowers bloom at their most beautiful, they are about to wither."

"That's right."

"I really want to see more of the world."

"What is there to see about the world of misery."

"Yes, then, take care, II."

"Well, see you later."

A pitch-black soul turned into black smoke visible to the naked eye, hovering around Sean. His eyes became more and more determined, and the attack also hit Sean.

The pitch-black wings bent slightly, protecting its owner from harm.

"I'm a little annoyed, you say."

Smiled and said to Black Smoke, who sped up and replied to him,

The wings enveloped Sean at once, and the black cocoon formed again.

The adventurers were surprised that their attacks didn't work, but what was even more surprising was that the person they saw was not Sean, but a monster covered in pitch black

With demonic curved horns and sharp claws, it doesn't look like a humanoid creature no matter how you look at it, like a demon king who has returned from hell.

But now, the "demon" has returned to its cocoon, leaving everyone confused.

"Don't run" Kasa was furious, but the men had already disappeared.

"Go on, don't stop attacking." Kasa continued to command, and he also held the sword, and as long as the wings opened a gap, he could smash the dragon directly.

After two attacks, Casa noticed that all the attacks were blocked by the jet-black wings, which showed that Sean's body was not very strong.

Casa stared at the wings, "Open it, just a little gap." ”

Most of the rest nodded, and the attack continued, striking at the wings like a barrage of bombardment.

"Opened, cover me."

After saying that, Kasa rushed forward, the sharp blade in his hand turned into a turquoise light, and a sword was plunged into the slightly open gap.

"Successed"

He stabbed his sword in without any obstacles, and Casa frowned, the feeling coming from the blade was wrong.

"Continue the attack"

Casa yelled at the adventurers behind him, the adventurer who thought Casa had succeeded had already stopped, and in order not to injure him by mistake, before they could react, a large hand passed through the gap and choked Casa's throat.

"Annoying"

"Woo you"

Casa's face was pale, but his hand was made of steel, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free, and rolled his eyes.

What a strange force Casa struggled helplessly, choked by the throat, unable to exert any strength in his body.

Not only was his strength inadequate, but the magic in his body also stagnated with the clenching of this hand, and he couldn't use the escape hole card he left at the end.

"Quiet."

The words "Pitch Black Demon" came from the cocoon, and it was very low. Kasa, who had a blue face and bulging eyes, stopped struggling cooperatively, but his eyes were pinched more and more prominently.

It's a pity that Sean didn't plan to pinch him, let alone pinch the abominable little bed bug to death.

Crackling, dodging Casa's attack and slamming into his wings again.

"Well, it's over soon."

Casa fell to the ground like a dead pig, watching his wings open in horror, and in the last moments of his life he saw the demonic man, and heard, the "elegy of the soul".

"What happened to you?"

Erwin left the tavern early in the morning to find that the camp was empty, making the already silent camp even more empty.

Before noon, I met a few people in a panic, and when I asked, the answer I got was only the word demon.

Erwin was puzzled, although the name of the demon had been spread to the Hinterland continent, it was a legendary thing, and it was just a name used to scare children.

And the battlefield, or the mysterious place, has never heard of a demon appearing. It's the same as the black dragon that suddenly appeared

Erwin couldn't help but think like this, it is possible that these guys have drunk too much and read the wrong one.

But in the evening, what Elwin saw made him wonder if the demon really existed.

According to the statistics, including the leading Kassa, fifteen of the adventurers went out.

The number of people who came back was less than half, and only a few people who ran back in a panic at noon were still intact, but the rest

Brauney shook her head, her abilities didn't work against these people, and she couldn't help with the treatment.

Erwin could only let Brauney go back to rest, and the fifty adventurers, who specialized in healing powers, had disappeared with Darko, who had gone to the other side to investigate, and had been able to acquiesce in their death.

All that was left was Brauney's brilliant aura that had a certain healing effect, and in the spirit of giving it a try, unfortunately, it didn't work for these people at all.

Erwin held the hand of a man, the only part of his skin that remained his original color. It was pitch black, only one arm showed a little of its original skin color, Erwin did not dare to touch the black part, and the bed where the wounded were temporarily housed had long been dyed black, until the whole bed was extremely black.

The injured man's eyes turned out, his mouth was closed, and he howled.

Erwin comforted, "Calm down and tell me what happened and who did it." ”

"Ahhh

The wounded man clenched Elwin, and his other hand kept scratching his chest, scratching the skin, but there was no trace of blood, and the inside was infected with black marks.

Erwin had no choice but to knock him unconscious, and threw the stick into the fireplace before it touched the injured man's stick, which was visibly contaminated with black.

Sighing, Erwin prepared to inspect the spot they had visited in Kasa during the day, hoping to find something.

"Is Lothar back?"

Asked the boss standing guard at the door.

"Nope."

He answered truthfully, but the boss had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't want to believe this guess, and could only hope that it wasn't Sean's doing. If it was Sean's doing, then what difference did he make from the people of the Badlands? It brings death and pestilence, and only natural disasters.

"Well," Erwin said, looking in the direction of the other side, confirming his equipment, and instructing, "Guard them, don't touch the black parts of their bodies, I'll go over there to find out." ”

The boss stood bored in the doorway, remembering how many years he hadn't done such a job, and it seemed that it was still when the tavern had just opened. Thinking of this boss standing straight, he was still a handsome guy back then, but now. However, what he is most proud of is that he is not bald, which is a problem that plagues countless middle-aged men. Middle-aged, although he does not have the heroic spirit of his youth, as the saying goes, the older the wine, the richer it is. That's exactly what describes him, and without further ado, dressing up in the mirror every morning is a must-do.

"What are you doing here?"

Well

"It's you"

It turned out to be Fred Arnold, the witcher, who had not seen him for a day and a night, and did not know where he had gone

"Have you seen Fil Tamtofer?"

"Who"

"It's just a middle-aged man like you, a little bald, my card buddy"

"Huh. I didn't see it. "What do you mean by a middle-aged man like me, that person is bald, hateful witcher, look at my head, there are signs of baldness.

"Hmm" sniffed, and the witcher Fred Arnold asked with a serious expression, "What is in it, it smells of demons." ”

"That demon thing should just be a legend."

The boss replied absentmindedly, now when Ivan is naughty, he can't scare him with demons, but he didn't expect time to fly by, Ivan is so old in the blink of an eye, if it is in the blink of an eye, Ivan should not get married

He didn't know if Ivan would get married, the boss blinked, but the door behind him was open.

The solemn looking witcher looked at the wounded in the room and said word by word, "The demon did it." ”

"What"