More than a dozen round cauldrons are lined up, plus a lot of large and small bones are piled up, it is simply the rhythm of the party!

More than a dozen demons warriors with sound limbs and complete equipment were busy moving the corpses of cowardly demons into a five-pointed star-like pattern under the loud roar of the embarrassed demon captain.

In the center of the pentagram, there is a gray bone knuckle no more than an inch long, which is faintly shining with blue light.

"How does this joint feel familiar? Could it be that I've seen something like it myself?"

Lias, who was high in the sky, looked at the familiar bone joints and couldn't help but be confused.

However, it is definitely not a simple thing, and there must be something wrong with the Bad Demon Captain not running away early.

Lias, who I thought had observed, thought about it in my heart, and flew back to the little coward, who was still waiting with his head up.

"Yevre, I didn't see that you still have any living people! I saw a lot of leftover bones, and there were even a lot of cauldrons. However, let me tell you one thing in advance, you decide for yourself whether you want to go quietly and quietly. ”

Lias, whose expression became serious, planned to tell the vengeful little guy everything he saw.

"The Bad Demon Captain really didn't run away, but was planning something. The master guesses that he is preparing some killer move, and he plans to deal with the master and you.

Leaving such obvious traces along the way, it's really stupid for the master! The original plan, the master was going to give up, just here to see what they plan to do. ”

Hearing this, Yevre was slightly disappointed, his head lowered slightly, and his little brain thought quickly, then he regained his strength, and replied softly to the master who was in charge of the overall situation.

"Well-informed master, just do as you say, it was really too simple to think about it before.

Captain Bad Demon can still live well in such a situation, where would he be so idiotic, stupidly waiting to be hunted down.

It's a pity, I don't know what the corpses of the damned clansmen will be ruined into, and the little ones can't even see it with their own eyes, it's really disappointing. ”

Yevre really has a lot of resentment towards those people who killed a thousand knives!

"Then you can sit here for a while, and you should be recuperating. The master still returned to the air and continued to see what famous the guy could play. ”

I don't know if it's really to observe the enemy's situation, or if it's safer at high altitude, Lias flapped his little wings and returned to the air at an altitude of six hundred feet again, with blazing compound eyes, staring at the inferior demon warrior without the slightest relaxation.

Unaware, the Captain of the Bad Demons, waving his only remaining right arm quickly, was still working hard to command, and a faint roar reached the ears of Lias ten miles away.

"Hurry up, it's been so long, and you haven't finished it yet! If that damn little thing catches up now, see how you deal with it."

But it's strange enough, it's been so long, and I haven't seen a trace of it.

Lao Tzu is really going to bleed heavily this time, and if he doesn't desperately get some back, he will lose so much that he doesn't even want to go back to Halls City.

You pay attention to Lao Tzu, as soon as there is any trouble, quickly surround the battle formation, go all out to resist the enemy, and buy Lao Tzu a little time. ”

The dozen or so inferior demon warriors who didn't say a word quickly moved the corpses of at least seven hundred cowardly demons to the five corners of the pentagram, and then obediently stood aside, pulled out their standard horizontal knives, and looked serious and vigilant.

The Bad Demon Captain, who no longer roared, stood straight in the middle of the pentagram and placed the gray bone knuckles that shimmered blue at his feet.

Pulling out the huge horizontal knife, which was still sharp and unbroken, the Bad Demon Captain gritted his teeth and pulled out a deep wound on his scarred chest.

Large strands of blue blood erupted from the wound, which was almost a foot long.

A very strange scene appeared, the blue blood gushing high did not splash everywhere, but rushed straight to the gray bone joint, and then it was quickly absorbed by the bone joint, and the slight blue light became brighter and brighter.

The Bad Demon Captain, who had already shed at least twenty or thirty pounds of blood, shook his body for a while, and then hurriedly applied something sticky to the huge wound, and the blue blood gushing out came to an abrupt halt.

The blue light grew brighter and brighter, like a small sun, making the surrounding area of nearly two hundred feet seem strange.

Blurred gray shadows, quickly haunting in the blue light, accompanied by bursts of biting sounds, mournful low howls, are simply strange.

It didn't take long for a large number of cowardly corpses to leave only piles of clean bones, not even a trace of meat scraps and residual blood.

A hoarse voice kept undulating, and the strange and obscure language seemed to be incomprehensible.

Anyway, Lias, who claims to be well-informed, only thinks that it is a meaningless, gibberish murmur, and it is not a complete sentence at all.

The gray shadow faded away, and then disappeared without a trace, accompanied by whispered obscure words.

And the gray joints, which were as bright as the little blue sun, also became rounded, and a faint gray line rushed straight to the chest of the bad demon captain, and then a small gray ripple came over.

The gray ripples lingered on Captain Bad's scarred chest for a moment, then suddenly spread throughout his body, like a gray cover, enveloping him firmly.

Observing Lias at this moment, he already understood almost everything.

It turned out to be another disguised blood sacrifice, and the gray bone joint was probably a token linking to an existence.

However, the corpse of a cowardly demon that has been dead for a period of time may not be able to meet the needs of some perverts, and it is very possible that the final harvest will not be as expected at all.

It seems that the Captain of the Bad Demon is lucky at the moment, and there is no abnormal phenomenon.

In a moment, the gray shroud had dissipated, revealing the still one-armed Bad Demon Captain.

The scales that had been regrown, the wounds that had disappeared, and even the somewhat pitted face that had been corroded had become smooth.

Even Lias, who was in the distance, clearly noticed that the Bad Demon Captain, who was still embarrassed before, had changed.

The Captain of the Bad Devil, who has become radiant again, has even recovered a lot of momentum.

Obviously, the badly battered captain has finally regained his strength.

If you don't look at the base of the bare left arm and the bare upper body, it is almost the same as when you first came to the Gulo tribe.

"Hahaha...... Lao Tzu has returned to the upper realm of the mortal ladder, and most of his strength has recovered, look at the little monsters with endless means, what other conspiracies and tricks, and who will kill the deer, but it is unknown. ”

Lias looked at the guy with a burst of self-confidence, and couldn't help but feel a pang of chagrin.

If he hadn't coveted the life essence of those dozen or so fresh inferior demon warriors, in order to satisfy his appetite, I'm afraid he wouldn't have faced this situation.