As a powerful demon, the leader of a powerful demon mercenary force, Inthrashis's combat power is unquestionable.

Jumping from the Throne of Bones, he was ready for battle.

The darkness quickly cleared.

A masked male drow sits on top of Inthrashis's basalt desk, legs slightly touching the floor back and forth.

The shadows that surrounded the drow's soft form were thick and faint, and he himself loomed in the shadows. A short sword and a dagger hung from his belt, and a corner of leather armor loomed beneath his well-crafted high-necked cloak.

Long white hair with a red sheen surrounded a thin face with well-defined lines and full of revenge. There was an arrogant and evil smile on his thin lips.

"The Masked King!?" Inthrashis was so annoyed by the irrepressible awe in his voice that he didn't even dare to call out his name.

Right! The Masked King - Drow's god of conspiracy, weak divine power, and Rose's only son, Viren.

Inthrashis immediately realized that there was a big problem, and his heart beat faster and faster, like the bellows that the dwarven craftsman hastily pulled in the furnace of the grain.

There is no point in trying to be calm, and it is impossible for such a pounding heartbeat to hide the perception of a true god.

He noticed that the Drow deity's left hand had been severed at the wrist, and there was no blood, only countless tiny spiders wriggling around the wound, causing Viren great pain.

A few days ago, Inthrashis heard the story that Viren sold his teammates, so that Rose's most revered kingdom from the god Siventam was blown up by Tampas and reduced to a saint. Obviously, this is the punishment given to Viren by the Spider God.

Looking at the spiders on his wrists that were transformed by Rose's divine power, Viren said in disgust: "It's miserable, isn't it? I've come all the way here. But I found that I still couldn't get rid of the shadow of the spider. ”

Inthrashis didn't dare to reply, angering an angry god would do him no good as a small Sanctuary Beginner Demon. Although countless possibilities slipped through his mind, he didn't dare to ask for it.

"I need your services, Ulgoros." Viren said in an unquestioning tone.

Inthrashis stiffened all over.

Not a help, not a request. It's a service.

The superior demands the service of the subordinate with a condescending and natural posture!

It is a service to say it well, and it is an obligation to say it badly.

It was worse than what he feared. He stuck out his long, forked tongue and licked his lips, trying to find a suitable slurred response.

Darkness engulfed Viren, and by the next heartbeat, the Sage was already standing behind Inthrashis, his fiery breath spewing out on the left ear of the demon of Egoros.

"You want to deal with me casually? Still want to reject me? Viren asked softly, his gentle words full of threat and a hint of murderous intent.

"I can't refuse you, Masked King." Inthrashis replied. Mercenaries are always accustomed to rejecting deals that are too easy to lose their heads. If this was a casual trade, he would have done it a long time ago.

Although the Eugoros demons are all mercenaries, they have their own bottom line, even for their old customers. Inthrashis didn't want to get involved in any conflict between the two gods, Viren and his mother.

But does he have a choice?

In the next moment, Viren no longer stayed behind him, but crossed the space and sat on the throne of Inthrashis. Near the god, the bones and blood that made up the throne seemed to tremble. They began to shrink automatically, making the entire throne seem to be smaller.

Inthrashis wondered what was in the perception of his corpses. What kind of terrifying image is Viren? It's certain that it's not what he looks like in the masculine drow he is now.

Sitting on the throne of Inthrashis, Viren put his right hand to his right ear and made a listening gesture, Viren looked up, his gaze became cold, "Do you hear that voice?" ”

Outside, the howling wind rises and falls. Brought the message of Rose's chosen one.

Inthrashis nodded, "Hear, Venerable Masked King." It's Yor'thae, that's right, it's yor......"

"Enough!" Viren slapped himself on the throne of Inthrashis.

The entire Throne of Bones, and even the entire corpse palace, trembled at the blow of Viren.

Inthrashis was so frightened that his head shrank into his chest.

"One time is enough! I don't want to hear that damn name a second time! Viren's gloomy voice made Inthrashis completely afraid to speak: "That's what the word means. One of those damn Chosen One is the final piece of the puzzle in the Spider Poison Woman's promotion game. ”

Without warning, Viren's figure stood behind Inthrashis again.

"Do you know what I want you to do?"

"It's really not clear. "Although I already have a rough idea ......of what Viren thinks, I hate the answer so much that Inthrashis decides to play dumb.

In the next moment, he paid the price for his stupidity and his attitude of inner resistance.

One of his arms suddenly broke away from his body and soared into the sky, and the stench of black blood sprayed all over the floor, and the corpses that made up the floor did not dare to do so, although they greedily tried to absorb the blood of their master......

Viren's intact right hand suddenly changed into an illusory state, reaching into Inthrashis's back, and grasping one of the three hearts of the powerful demon with one hand.

"Poof-" Inthrashis's heart was pinched and exploded by Viren, like a rotten tomato.

Inthrashis stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Wrong answer!" Viren's voice rang out coldly.

"To sabotage Rose's plot, huh?" Inthrashis cried out as he felt that Viren's cold palm had crossed the space to grasp his second heart.

In the blink of an eye, Viren was already standing in front of him, his teeth clucking, and his already somewhat mean face was twisted and hideous with anger.

"What is a sabotage conspiracy? If you can destroy one, my mother can weave a thousand new ones! What do I want?! I want my mother to die! Truly die! Fall! Soul destruction! There is no ash left. Even if her body is made into a corpse, I will be disgusted to watch! Even if there's one spider left in the world, I'll vomit! ”

Viren waved his hands, including the mutilated wrist, in front of Inthrashis in a straddle motion: "I'm going to dig out Shventam's flattering brain out of his filthy skull, so I can make his empty skull into a urinal!" I'm also going to turn my sister Elise into a and wait for the dirtiest demon of the bottomless abyss! Right! By the way, I burned the slut of Kiawin sari too! ”

Inthrashis shrank nervously. While feeling the wrath of the god, he made his size smaller and less eye-catching.

Not daring to put a fart, Inclasis just bowed his head like a grandson, and stood stiff with bated breath, his eyes full of timidity.

"Whew-huh-" Viren breathed heavily. Apparently trying to calm himself down, he smiled hypocritically at Inthrashis.

"Of course, it's a matter of prioritization. The most important thing comes first, Eugros Mointhrashis. Viren raised his hand slightly, tapping Inthrashis's forehead, and a sharp stinging pain pierced through Inthrashis's brain.

With a tearing pain, images of four Drow women appeared in his mind, each with their names: Kundena Hernett, Helis Moran, Jasrena Diel, and Danifi Yantier.

It was a painful process. Because these four images were directly imprinted on the soul of Inthrashis by Viren with divine power.

"These four are all from interesting backgrounds and represent different forces," Viren said. Some may be the chosen ones who wish to become spider prostitutes, and some are trying to kill her. ”

"Then ......" Inthrashis wanted to say, wouldn't it be better if someone did it for you?

"No—I hate accidents! I hate probability! Who knows if Spider* is expecting a twice-betrayed* to be her chosen one? Viren's roar shook the castle again, and he said, half-squinting his eyes, "Kill all four candidates." I repeat, I hate accidents. ”

"I see!" Inthrashis bowed his head like the most honest courtier.

"Excellent! Very good...... You will get the most precious thing in the world...... That's my gratitude. With that, Viren smiled evilly, and her whole body turned into a shadow and disappeared.

For a long, long time. Inthrashis remained breathless and stood stiffly. Seems to be afraid of Viren turning back.

How long has it been? One minute? Or five minutes.

Finding himself finally coming back from a narrow line of death, Inthrashis finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then, suddenly, he realized that there was actually another being sitting on his throne.

The embodiment of an extremely handsome demon soul with six fingers.

Inthrashis has the heart to commit suicide, what day is today. Unexpectedly, two powerful beings in a row came to the door inexplicably.

He trembled and fell to his knees, as if the one who came was the true owner of the throne.

"Don't hurt me, I'll listen to you...... The Great Lord of the Dark. The Great Demon said with his mouth squirming.

"Hurt you? Why hurt you? I don't need to be like that unweaned kid and make that kind of low-level threat. Just because I'm Grazt, that's enough. "On the throne. Grazter smiled, a charming smile on his handsome face that was recognized across races.

Right! Just 'I'm Grazt' and that's enough!

What a domineering thing this is!

What a confidence!

His reputation is proof of that! His name is might!

Compared to the guy like Viren, who can only be powerful thanks to his mother's protection, this kind of demon lord who is killed with real swords and real guns is more terrifying!

Inthrashis's body was soaked as if it had been fished out of the River Styx.

"I'll turn him down."

"Refusal? Why refuse? Do you think I'd love helping that she-spider achieve great powers? I just don't think your strength is enough. I'm willing to provide some powerful mercenaries to help you out for free. ”

Grazt left, leaving behind a list.

Unfortunately, the fright of Inthrashis is not over.

Because when he turned around, he was shocked to find that there was another being standing behind him.

It was the incarnation of Raven Yunfield, the god of death and shadows.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look!"

Raven took the piece of paper from the hand of the Great Demon in the place of Mu Li, glanced at it, and smiled: "It's not enough, I think you need this." With that, he added something to Inthrashis...... (To be continued.) )