Chapter 3: Old Dreams

By the time the report was over, it was already the next morning, and after a few words of praise and "everyone did a great job" and "this book is written to my heart", the exhausted Demon King sent a room full of subordinates away, got ready to sleep, and then thought about how to get out of the current embarrassing situation.

The Demon King slowly stood up from his throne and slowly walked to the bedroom with a non-existent yawn, no matter what monster he became, his soul was still the poor programmed ape. He's in another world now, he doesn't have any code to type today, he just wants to lie down now, and then don't care when he gets up, and try to sort out the information he has gathered today. Plan a seamless escape route that no one will ever be able to find, and live peacefully forever in a picturesque world full of beautiful women - happy end!

Then, under the "gaze" of the smooth faces of the two faceless men standing guard at the door, the Demon King slowly walked around the throne hall, and then slowly walked back to the throne and sat down again.

"Demon King, you're too miserable! You don't have a bedroom in the whole royal city! ”

Just like a certain cry (silent version) full of resentment in sleepiness, the Demon King has always been the saddest person in every different Demon King City. They work tirelessly, sitting on tall thrones to greet hordes of adventurers, saying the same lines every day, knocking down or being knocked down. The Demon King doesn't have his own private space, they have the biggest, most gorgeous and terrifying throne room in the whole setting, and that's all they have.

Ever wondered why we find treasures in the chest behind the throne after defeating the Demon King, or simply on the Demon King? Because they don't have a place to put it!

The same is true of the Emperor of the Eternal Night, who never closed his eyes when the former commander of the Salvation Army, the prince of the Sigmar Empire, became the demon king who "destroyed the world". His powerful body allowed him to be safe even if he never fell into a cowardly sleep, and the painful past made him afraid to close his eyes, because as soon as he closed his eyes, mutations, betrayals, and pain would begin to destroy his seemingly frozen heart.

The Demon King never closes his eyes, and his powerful insight observes everyone at all times, which is something that all the Demon King Army knows.

So, under the urging of sleepiness, the demon king went crazy, and the great escape plan was shrouded by sleepiness, he decided to solve it on the spot, looked at the two guards at the door, and confirmed that his helmet was very firmly worn and would never fall off. Gradually, he entered the state of fishing in the company after staying up all night to make up for it - the body was relaxed, leaning on the throne, and the whole person did not move at all, using this lazy cheats that he had already been familiar with, the demon king gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, it was a place he had never been to before, it was a world made of magma, the sky was red, the feet were red, and even the stars in the sky that he didn't know if it was the moon were blood-red.

"He" is standing on a continent next to lava, all this is magical, just like a movie, he can feel the heat of magma in this body, and he can also feel the pain of his limbs as if they were broken and the hypothermia caused by the blood flowing out, but he can't do anything, and next to him is a knight with long blond hair, asking himself what to do next. Judging by the sound of the sound of the knight, who "he" called "Brunhill", he subconsciously looked at his face, but could only see that he could see "himself" in the reflected light from the shiny knight's overcover.

The same long golden hair as dazzling as the sun, blue eyes as clear as a lake, bleeding from the corners of the mouth and nose, but the smile is still bright.

"He" turned his head and greeted a large group of warriors behind him, hugging and greeting the few warriors in special clothes who stood in front of him like relatives.

A tall strong man with a brown beard first embraced "him" and called him "Your Royal Highness", and the long handles of the six scimitars pinned to his waist poked the man's ribs in pain, and it was evident that the "prince" was on good terms with the man, and the prince called him "Sir Raven" and did not refuse his strangled hug.

The next point of view turned to a staff of shimmering starlight, and the little girl curled up and cried, the prince slowly crouched down, slowly trying to wipe away the tears with his hands, but the little girl's already crying face was covered with blood and black mud, the prince gently hugged her, and told her, "Emily, it's all over soon." "The voice was so gentle and magnetic, as if it had a magic that no one could refuse. The field of vision suddenly increased, and it seemed that the owner of the body stood up, and the low cry of the little girl still echoed in his ears.

The vision suddenly became violent, the surrounding magma began to shake violently, and the land made of the cool obsidian beneath his feet did not seem to be very secure, and the prince stumbled a few times, but he still stood firm, and continued to move forward, he was about to finish his final farewell.

A man with a limited height than the little girl just now appeared in the field of vision, the man was about the height of the prince's waist, the tawny beard reached the knees, and was very neatly groomed, although his face was covered with blood, but the man still hugged the prince, the thick arms were far thicker than the prince's thighs, and the strength that came made people feel reliable and warm, and the two of them didn't say anything, because they both knew that there was no time.

The last to say goodbye to the prince was an old man with thin cheeks, also wearing knight's armor but not wearing a helmet, short silver-white hair swaying back and forth in the blazing wind, the old man rode on the horse and stretched out his hand to stop the prince's advance, and then he and the knights in a neat array behind him beat his right hand into his left chest on the horse, and bowed lightly in the direction of the prince.

The camera swayed, as if nodding, and then strode towards the blonde female knight.

At this time, she had already taken off her helmet, and the same blood flowed on her smiling face, and her beautiful face was as suffocating as if the gods had embodied the word beauty, and she smiled like this, and slowly hugged her lover covered in blood.

Feeling the corners of his mouth curled, the prince seemed to be smiling all along, looking at the dazzling gold in his arms, facing the same golden pupils, the intoxicating baritone asked gently, "Is this the end?" ”

The female knight Brunhill nodded slightly, narrowed her eyes and smiled like a Shiba Inu who had finally found happiness, and then, it was intense, almost forcibly pulling Liu Xinming back to the pain of reality. A sword, piercing the bodies of two people snuggling up to each other, it was the favorite sword of the female knight, the gift of the prince to her for the rite of passage, the most suitable for this last moment.

The temperature in his arms gradually became cold, and he felt the gradual disappearance of his body temperature, and the prince's body fell uncontrollably, and before a tear fell, the prince saw the people just now.

The weeping Emily stood up with the support of Sir Raven, the dwarven master Lenord was saying something to the silent army behind him with his teeth and claws, and the paladin Roland, who had been indifferent all his life, was still indifferent to the land that was about to sink into the magma.

Crying, Emily raised her heavy staff, and Knight Roland lifted the horse's hooves with all the knights, and all the others raised their weapons. Then a staff with a powerful magic [earthquake], a thousand horseshoe, and more than 30,000 weapons struck the crumbling floating island, and then, silently, without a single struggle, the entire legion was wordlessly swallowed by the magma...

The story was supposed to continue, but unfortunately the Demon King fell directly from the throne to which he was not yet accustomed to

When the demon king got up from the ground, he found that his face was already covered with tears, and he didn't dare to take off his helmet in front of the guards when he wanted to wipe it off, so he had to silently feel the cold tears on his face, which was also unwarm.

At this time, Liu Xinming's heart was mixed, he now wanted to know what happened back then, so that the Demon King's former army chose such a cruel way to end themselves, and why they had already done this step and still couldn't get rid of it, but they could still be as happy as before every day.

He now began to believe the Demon King's previous words, and he began to sincerely feel that he should do something.

Human species is so wonderful, there can always be some gratuitous connections, obviously just everything experienced in a dream, but it resonates with the social animal who has never taken responsibility for anything, and likes to use quibbles to shirk everything, maybe because the cute magician Emily is too much like the sister who suffered from PTSD because of her own fault, or it may be that the female knight who smiled in the face of death reminded him of his first love, and also smiled like that, and asked him in that tone, "Is it over?" Then he jumped down on the 33rd floor with a playful smile.

The Demon King is not in the mood to run away now, he now has to find a place to sleep well, figure out all these things that happened to the Emperor of the Eternal Night, and then solve all this, his life was full of escape, until he came here, he still wanted to escape, so the things that had room for it became a tragedy.

And he was now very sure that this was an opportunity given to him by God, and if it wasn't too late, he wouldn't run away from it!

So, the [Demon King's escape plan] was temporarily shelved, and from this moment, the [Demon King found a place where no one could quickly sleep to see if he could pick up the dream] plan officially began!