However, just when the devil Gerry and a few horned demons were about to get up happily, suddenly, the silk of black flames hovering in the surrounding air inexplicably formed several flame flowers, and then quietly fell above their heads, and then they soaked into it like a drizzle of mud and disappeared.

Then, the expressions of several devils suddenly froze, and a large amount of chaotic luster began to flash in their eyes, as if they were in a nightmare, and it took nearly a minute before they finally came back to their senses.

However, after that, the demons such as Gerry, who appeared to have returned to "normal" on the surface, suddenly turned around in unison and headed directly in the direction of Santogo at full speed, without casting a single glance at the powerful Devil's Extreme Path, as if they had completely forgotten about it.

But Moriarty smiled at this, and at the same time flew back into the air, like a tail-line, far behind the devil.

"Memory Modification", a new skill given to him by the Alchemy Godhead, is also a natural skill possessed by most gods. It can interfere with the memories of those with low strength, and even make up some content that does not exist out of thin air.

In order to act secretly and hide his identity, Moriarty performed this spell on Gerry and others. Moreover, several devils are already convinced of Moriarty's identity, and they are very afraid, which is equivalent to completely letting go of their guards and letting each other do whatever they want.

The location is not far from Santogo and can be reached in about three days at the full speed of Gry.

And along the way, several devils were fortunate to not be intercepted or hunted down by the demons, so they were spared unnecessary trouble.

However, Moriarty found that the closer he got to the "capital of sin," the more demons he encountered along the way. Looking down from the air, you can easily see hundreds of demons gathering towards Santogo.

"It seems that the progress of the war is even faster than expected, and the devils at the bottom are starting to assemble without even mobilizing. But this also shows that the demons have consciously or unconsciously repelled and attacked the demons around them, otherwise they would not be able to form such a group-body common situation..."

Look at the devils gathered around like ants on the black ground under your feet. Moriarty was already feeling the imminence of war. No matter what form of society, even if it is a chaotic demon world, when there is such a clear confrontation and conflict between its internal members, then the subsequent brutal struggle and purge are inevitable.

"It's a pity that I can't join the demon camp with superior strength..."

After a slight grumble in his heart, Moriarty put aside his extra thoughts and began to concentrate on thinking about the possible course of action and the contingency plan after entering Santogo.

did not immediately follow Gerry and others into Santogo. When the "Sin City" slowly comes into view. Moriarty cut off the thoughts that had been hanging on several demons and let them leave safely to complete their mission. And Moriarty was suspended in the air in the distance, looking at the city of Santogo for a long time.

It was the first time he had seen a city on the demon plane.

Unlike the towering castles of the Antar Gregi Great, the various races of the land, neither the demon nor the devil seems to have the talent to build cities. Even the so-called orderly devil has carefully built cities that resemble ordinary market towns. Except for a fairly sturdy black stone wall, the buildings inside are mostly low, ugly, and disorganized.

However, in the center of the Devil's City, there are several towering columnar round towers. It looks imposing.

This tower is not the mage tower of Bracada, but the "martial arts tower" with devilish characteristics. There is a city of devil elites hoarded in the Wu-Dou Tower, and those who are not above the intermediate level are not allowed to enter. As for the top of the tower, there is a luxurious "evil dome", which is specially inhabited by the extremely powerful. And one tower and one pole, there is no room for confusion.

In front of him, four towers have been erected in Santogo, and it is obvious that the four devils have settled in the "capital of sin".

"It's really a lineup... In just one city, four Extreme Daoists have gathered. I don't know if the devil attaches great importance to this place and can't afford to lose, or if the top powerhouses in the demon plane are enough to 'squander' like this. ”

Looking at the four rectangle-shaped towers standing at the four corners. Moriarty couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Compared to the noble private armies of the Kingdom of Erathia, the demonic army of this city alone is extravagant enough to make most of humanity despair.

But then again, the Demon Plane is a region that is bigger than the Antargregi Continent. There is also a huge demon base, and the average individual element and combat power are not weak, so the number of people who produce extreme powerhouses will naturally not be small. But fortunately, the demon invasion of the Great Land Plane is limited by the spatial rift, and it is not as much as you want. And the demon itself also has conflicts and contradictions from time to time, and internal friction is strict. Otherwise, if the Demon Plane and the Anta Greggi Continent really open up an infinite direct channel, I am afraid that only by concentrating the power of all the races in the Great-Continent Plane will be able to contend with these invaders.

In this way, Moriarty was quietly suspended in the air, observing Santogo for two days and one night.

During this period, I also saw two devils flying out of their respective martial arts towers from a distance. Cruising around the "Sin Capital" also seems to be a possible surprise attack by a strong man in terms of defending against demons. It's just that Moriarty was prepared for a long time and summoned the "magic disguise" as a cover, so he avoided the inspection of the two devils one by one.

Finally, on the second night, when the blood-red red sun set and the twin moons floated into the night sky, Moriarty finally set foot in Santogo.

The demon plane at night was shockingly cold, not at all as harsh and high as in the daytime, but it was truly dripping into ice, bitterly cold.

However, when you enter the "capital of sin", you are greeted by a deafening noise and noise, and at the same time, the smell of blood, body odor, and strange alcohol reaches the end of your nose, and you can't forget the cold outside the city.

Looking around, I saw that Saint-Dogol was full of noisy and merry-seeking devils, and there was no tension in the slightest of the impending war. Even after a glance, I saw that many devils were prostituting in public on the streets, and even making a mess of sex in groups.

Sure enough, no matter how orderly the devil is, his nature is still a "hedonistic" style with demons, but Cheng Dù is much lower. And if this is a Castlevania City, I'm afraid it's not just a group of horses, I'm afraid even the group base or the beast base will be "happy" staged. As Moriarty had seen in Erathia, there were hungry demons who did not spare even horses or ploughing oxen. On the contrary, the "delicate" human body is not suitable for the taste of demons, and most of them cannot stand their "operation", so they are only treated as food.

Of course, once they go to the battlefield, these devils who are unbridled and promiscuous in front of them will suddenly change their appearance and become "war machines" who strictly abide by discipline. Although there is a mountain of swords that does not retreat, even if there is a sea of fire, he also advances, and he is truly a model for sergeants.

Ignoring the enthusiastic accosting of several female devils, Moriarty parted the crowd and walked towards a large, conspicuous tavern.

Perhaps the only thing civilizations have in common is their love of alcohol. Even the evil species love the thrill of the scorching spicy liquid gliding through their throats, and the blood of the wine and the uninhibited pleasure that comes with it. Therefore, the tavern is also indispensable to the demon plane.

Walking into the museum, the temperature soars to hot, and the smell of pure sulfur surrounds the Moriati like a tide, making you drunk before you drink it.

"Look, who's coming? A handsome newcomer! Let's make a toast to him! ”

Only then did I see the unfamiliar devil's face enter, and some of the several tables of drinkers near the door immediately shouted, looking very excited. At the same time, several hostesses, who were poorly dressed but hot, were all staring at the comer, and the temperature seemed to melt like hot lava.

To be honest, compared to the "surprising" taste of demons, the devil's aesthetics are quite close to humans, and even similar. Therefore, when Morati, who mixes his own characteristics, and at the same time has the devil's grandeur, and is more faintly majestic and strong, it is extremely eye-catching when he appears.

It's just that when Moriarty waved his hand, a black flame appeared and disappeared, and those men and women who wanted to come forward to "make friends" or "rub oil" stopped all of a sudden. At the same time, he immediately put away the banter just now, and became even more frightened and even frightened, and at the same time bowed his head and saluted him.

And the strange behavior of these people quickly attracted the attention of the other devils further behind, and soon, the eyes of the entire tavern were cast in the direction of the door, and the wine hall that was still lively just now also became inexplicably silent.

This is the hierarchy that is strictly observed among the devils. Even if the strength of the black flame released by Moriarty was only level eight, it was a real mid-level peak. In this kind of low-level tavern where high-level powerhouses are basically not visited, this kind of Cheng dù can already intimidate the audience and silence the group.

"Welcome, Your Excellency."

At this moment, just as everyone was silent for the arrival of Moriarty, a voice as gentle as a March willow suddenly sounded. Immediately, the atmosphere that had been inexplicably tense just now suddenly became relaxed, and many devil drinkers involuntarily stood up, casting complex eyes mixed with admiration, awe, and even willingness to sacrifice their lives and deaths in the direction from which the voice came.

Moriarty turned around and looked up, and saw a stunning woman with a slender waist and delicate countenance, as if she had a fine brushwork, walking towards her with a smile. In particular, the woman's fluorescent red eyes are like a pair of bright blood gems, with an indescribable amazing charm in their crystal translucentness. Just a casual blink of an eye and a frown can seduce sentient beings and make the stubborn stone bow its head.

"A... Succubus... Eighth-level pinnacle..."

Looking at the approaching devil, Moriarty couldn't help but laugh softly. (To be continued......)