As Locke gave the order, the stones surrounding Aklas's body fell off again, but this time it woke up, looking confused, and after looking around, it was a little stunned - its memory was still stuck in the original capture of the four-armed demon, and like the previous memory, every time it woke up, the surrounding environment was different from before.

This feeling......

Just as the Duke of Hell was about to open his mouth to speak, Locke looked up and shouted:

"Nina, activate the Energy Saving Tower and suppress the level of Achris to the fourth order."

"Understood."

A halo of light descended from the war demon's head until it scanned back and forth between the soles of its feet and its body, before it vanished into pieces.

Akhras looked down at his hands, and his face was shocked, since he realized it, he had never compressed his strength to such a low level.

After the level suppression, its current body and the surrounding flames are much weaker.

"I know what you're trying to say, so come with me first."

Locke slowly paced towards the other statues, and when the war demon heard it, he hurried to follow him.

"Let's talk about it first, because the castle is still in the growth stage, and the energy is not enough, so I can only wronged you."

When Akhras heard this, he immediately bowed his head and said: "Don't dare, as long as the king can enjoy himself, the end will ......."

Locke waved his hand to stop what it was going to say about it, and pointed to a statue next to him:

"I know you don't have the memory of the previous lord, but you should know the character of these colleagues, I need two helpers, introduce."

Like other generals, Akhras does not have direct memories of the previous lord, but it is only limited to the personal deeds of the lord, and the memories related to other things will be preserved - the operation mechanism of the castle is to ensure that after the new king takes power, there can be no remnants of the cronies of the previous lord to split, which is a big taboo.

Of course, in order to be sure, when the new king takes office, the city's operating system will automatically seal the demon generals first, and then give the successor relevant knowledge of these generals, so that the new king can make a decision about which one to unseal for his own use.

This avoids the phenomenon of over-worshipping the former lord and despising the current lord, after all, all the choices are here, unless he is mentally retarded, he will not choose those generals who are unfavorable to him to break the seal.

Aklas was a little overwhelmed when he heard the new king ask him to introduce his former colleagues to him, but when he saw the statue in front of him where they were now standing, there was a faint look of disgust and jealousy in his eyes.

This expression was quickly captured by Locke, who didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at the statue in front of him—it was a handsome male demon, to be exact, a ninth-order vampire with a rather elegant demeanor and movements.

Locke didn't say anything, quietly waiting for the Duke of Hell to answer.

Achras, who was staring at the statue, did not speak, and it seemed a little afraid that Locke would release the vampire in front of him. After a long time, as if he had given up struggling, he sighed faintly:

"I didn't seem to be taken seriously by the king before, and in my memory the king was fond of the wise devil who could give her many valuable opinions, like him." He pointed to the ninth-order vampire statue in front of him.

"It's not like me, I can't do anything but fight." Achras finished by scratching the back of his head and laughing awkwardly.

So it behaved quite positively after discovering the change of lords.

The so-called once a son of heaven and a courtier, since the last session did not pay attention to himself, then as long as he works hard this time, he has the possibility of gaining favor, after all, he was the first to be unsealed, doesn't this mean that he is valued by this new king? !

Akhras put all his thoughts on his face, and Locke looked at it and smiled: what a good guy.

Listening to its meaning, the vampire in front of him is quite the same as the existence of a military advisor and a think tank.

However, Locke does not need the assistance of a high-level think tank like Ms. Isabel, because he is a high-end strategy and tactician himself, and the so-called think tank is no different from a piece of shit in his eyes - he wants a thug, the kind of good fighter who makes the other party jump magma without blinking his eyes, and Aklas is just right.

Locke smiled, and finally turned his head to stare at the statue in front of him to check it - in fact, he didn't need Aklas's recommendation, as long as Locke himself stared at a certain statue, then the other party's deeds and habits would flood into his sea of knowledge without leaking - the reason why Aklas was asked to introduce his colleagues was mainly to make it feel that he was valued by the king.

Locke, who is familiar with psychology, is quite good at using things like the 'human heart'.

Information about the ninth-order vampire in front of him began to be imprinted into the sea of knowledge:

Male pet, but also the staff of the previous lord Lady Isabel.

But as Locke digs deeper, he finds that many of this guy's ideas are either too mentally retarded or have quite significant safety risks - being a staff member is just a front, and male pets are his job.

"If this guy had been one of my men, I would have had someone shoot him! Something that is not enough to achieve and more to lose! ”

Locke looked at the statue in front of him and frowned and said coldly, it was a decision of this guy that injured the lord and eventually led to the destruction of the castle.

These words made the war demon next to him listen to it in surprise for a while, and at the same time faintly revealed a hint of joy, at least he didn't have to be squeezed aside by the smart guy to sit on the cold bench like before.

Locke naturally didn't pay attention to Accras's little thoughts, and he looked at the past images of the other demons in the War Readiness Hall one by one, and finally found that a character of Lady Isabel, whom he respected, was gradually pieced together from their scattered memories:

Because the lord has always listened to the relationship between male pets, other demons in the city are not welcomed, and even a general with boundless combat power like Akhras has been sent to sit on the cold bench.

The demise of the previous lord, Isabel, was inevitable:

Her subordinates are all demons, she is a demon but a woman's kindness, she listens to slander and let the incompetent rule the insightful, she throws aside the most powerful beast tribe at the bottom because of her personal likes and dislikes, she lives peacefully without a sense of crisis to upgrade and strengthen the city defense system, she causes trouble everywhere and is complacent because of the boasting of her subordinates.

As for the core crystal, it was the result of the skill and wisdom of the city lords, who had simply built a statue of the Virgin Mary on it.

To sum up, her only merit is:

Give your life to give the castle a chance to elect its next lord......

...... Perhaps, this is the so-called faint king......

Give her a nickname, and I don't know what to call it.

The former idol would actually be this virtuous, which inevitably had a big blow to Locke, and after shaking his body for a few seconds, he quickly returned to his original state.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Locke clutched his head and shook his head, and when he looked at Aklath again, a scene of his previous memories came to mind:

In a large and boundless space surrounded by white, the legion of light composed of humans and elves stood aside, confronting a ninth-order archdemon with a demi-dragon body burning with blazing green flames in front of it.

That's when the castle was invaded, and Akhras was alone ordered to stop the most powerful attack in order to buy time for the king - the number and strength of the enemy were staggering, and the war demon alone was very likely to fall in this battle.

With a loud roar, all the humans dressed in holy clothes rushed forward like a tidal wave, and the demon spun the crystal spear in his hand, and resolutely stepped out of his four claws and quickly rushed towards the sea of people on the opposite side.

Countless Divine High-Tier Units and 1 Demon-Tier High-Tier Unit.

The exchange of fire between the two sides took place long before the touch—a dense array of light divine spells blasted at the demon's body in an arc of light, and the 'shelling' of spells was so dense that the war demon was almost invisible, but it didn't slow it down in the slightest.

As soon as the two sides approached, the demon who was constantly subjected to the indiscriminate bombardment swept towards the crowd with a wave of his hand, endless green flames mixed with countless stumps and broken arms flying in the sky, and the demon was like a rampaging bull, rushing and slaughtering in the crowd, scorching everything it encountered along the way, and a large number of berserk skills shook from around its body again and again to bombard the ground - all the human bodies that came into contact with it were all shattered, so powerful that even the entire space was trembling, tearing, and shattering.

Finally, in the sea of ashes and blood, the great demon who was covered with pits and had been unrecognizable stood there alone, the blood on its body had evaporated, and it stood there as if it had lost its soul, holding its spear on the ground, raising its head high, closing its eyes, and standing there quietly, as if enjoying a moment of peace after the war......

This was one of the many battles in the city last time - it was not taken seriously by Isabel, and it remained steadfast in its position even as the castle survived.

Putting away the image in his mind, Locke quietly looked at the innocent-looking big demon in front of him, and said:

"Accras."

"My king, please speak."

"Thank you for your excellent performance in the last siege battle, it is the honor of my life to have a subordinate like you."

The Duke of Hell looked at Locke with a shocked expression, and after a long time, he slowly half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and bowed his head and said:

"To be able to get the king's favor is also Achras. Enoch. Tataros's life's honor, please let me serve you for the rest of my life, the spear in my hand will be wielded by you, your sword will point, I will go to the soup and the fire, and I will go forward! (To be continued)