"Time and Space City has changed lords, and I am." In the fat man's surprised expression, Locke said calmly, "Also, it's not called Time and Space City, at the moment when I'm in power, Crescent City is its current name, understand?" Although Locke's tone was relaxed, every word revealed a murderous aura, and the implication was: Now that the castle is up to me, if you dare to have any crooked thoughts, don't think about getting out of here.

"Understood! Got it! Tian Ji nodded desperately like a chicken pecking rice, he had worked as a cook for many Hell Lords, so he could naturally distinguish what to do and what not to do.

Although the demons in Hell knew that Time and Space City would change lords, they didn't know that they would sacrifice the lives of the lords when they traveled through time and space, which was only known to the people inside the castle, and they were all banned and no one passed it on.

"Because Crescent City is under your control, I have a day to come out, otherwise I may have to wander around in hell forever until I become the nourishment of other demons, so here, please accept my name, I will follow the Lord forever!" The fat man's expression was quite solemn when he said this.

However, Locke could see through his mind at a glance: a small third-order little demon could hug the legendary city lord of Time and Space City, whose long legs were thicker than a tree stump, even if he sold his ass, he would admit it!

Locke waved his hand and motioned for him to shut up, not wanting to know his name yet.

Taking the name means recognition, otherwise there is a risk of being kicked out at any time.

With the fat man's disappointed expression on his face, Locke asked the question he wanted to know most:

What does hell look like?

When the fat man heard this, he immediately gushed endlessly.

There are many factors such as the perennial melee in hell, there are no rules and regulations, who is strong and who has the final say, genocide or something, and this is how the lords he served were destroyed - the strength of the lords of hell does not depend entirely on themselves, but on the number of soldiers under them, whether the quality is good enough, whether the wartime energy can withstand consumption, and how the overall equipment and training level is.

After all, war is not a one-man affair.

It's a pity that most of the lords who have been with the fat man's qualifications are basically incompetent, and they are all exterminated in the end.

In the past hundred years, he has been following the so-called strong people all the time, but few of them can last long, which also makes him tired like a dog over and over again.

Hell is such a chaotic method, and those high-level superiors have no intention of managing it, they mean that as long as the upper level is not chaotic, no matter how much trouble the demons below make, they will not be able to turn the sky upside down.

This sounds a bit like the world in a fantasy novel, but it also creates the reason why the demons of hell are so cunning and arrogant, and they immediately admit to being dogs when they encounter power, and their energy has not been filled, and they all want to run to the material world.

The fat man was spitting in front of him, and Locke just leaned back in his rocking chair and listened quietly, as if he were listening to a story.

At this moment, the door opened, and Anne, dressed as a maid, sat on the armored ghoul, holding a rope in its mouth, and slowly made her way to the hall.

"I'll introduce you." Locke stood up and said, "Her name is Annie, and her orders will be my orders in the future, understand?" ”

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly nodded his head and looked at Anne with a flattering face: "Hello Miss, my subordinates will do their best to make the most delicious dishes for Miss!" ”

Anne was satisfied, took out a bone and shook it in front of him, and then tossed it aside, with the obvious meaning that it was his reward.

"This ......" The fat man began to be a little unpredictable, is she using herself as a dog?

Seeing Anne's determined eyes, the fat man's heart fluttered, and he was about to pounce directly on that bone to show his heart.

"Ahem!" Locke coughed beside him, picked up the bones and threw them at the ghouls who had been swallowing under Anne's seat, and said to her, "Not everyone eats everything like ghouls, you have to learn to respect, understand?" ”

"Oh..... So I'm going to say I'm happy, how do I say that? ”

Locke turned his head to look at the fat man with a confused face, and then looked back at Anne: "Just say that you are happy or satisfied." ”

"Oh." The little girl agreed, and said to the fat man with a smile, "I'm very satisfied with you, Tian Ji." ”

"Oh, it's an honor to be favored by the eldest lady!"

The fat man, who knew the operation mode of the eldest lady's brain circuit, hurriedly patted his ass, he could see that the castle was in ruins at present, whether it was the lord or the little maid in front of him, all of them were in their infancy, so as long as there were no other competitors to join now, hug the thighs of this new king, then he would be a veteran-level figure in the future, after all, he followed him all the way from the time when the lord was the weakest, didn't he?

Locke looked at him, just smiled, and didn't say anything.

led the fat man to visit the facilities in the lower city, and then took him to the foundry and made him a set of rune armor in the late second-order period, after all, he couldn't treat him badly if he followed him.

At the moment when he put on the rune armor for the first time, the fat man was moved to tears, you know, there are many grades of weapons and equipment, and the highest level is the equipment carved with a powerful rune style, which is much more advanced than the ordinary enchanting equipment attached to the item.

The fat man looked at the black armor on his body, although he didn't know what kind of rune this was, but if he could wear it, it was already different-there were many hell lords who had served, and they only had one or two low-attribute rune weapons there.

And now, he is in charge, but he can be on the same level as the Hell Lord!

The more the fat man thought about it, the more excited he became, and finally vowed to follow him forever on the spot, and did not forget to offer his name to show his loyalty, but he was still rejected ugly.

When everything was done, Locke came out with the fat man, put away the castle, and returned to the convoy.

It was late at night, and some of them went back to bed in the carriage early, while some of the rest sat around the campfire and chatted about each other—they were in charge of the vigil.

When Locke approached with the same robed pheasant, the guys were startled, and they were relieved to find out that it was the summoner who had gone out before, as for why there was an extra person around him, no one dared to come forward to ask.

"Mr. Locke? Where did you just go? "In the crowd, Landis's father, Holden, came over and asked, he was not as afraid of this 'summoner' as the others, after all, people saved their daughters, and they were certainly not bad people.

Locke, who was just about to return to the carriage, turned his head to look at Holden when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I went around to find some game." ”

When Holden heard this, he suddenly blamed himself: "I forgot that Mr. Locke hasn't eaten yet, I'll get it for you now, please wait." ”

Just when Locke wanted to refuse, the fat man next to him immediately whispered in his ear: "My lord, there is a murderous ...... around" (to be continued)