When Raghu returned to his room in Zerata, the cobalt blue light outside was turning to a brighter iron teal, but in the bottomless abyss, the change in light was not necessarily related to morning and dusk, the death or ascension of a demon would cause a change in light, or the mood of the dark lord Grazt would have a terrible fluctuation - no one knew whether they were true or not, but all demons with a modicum of sanity would huddle in their lair at this time. Laphu www.biquge.info was no exception, she gave the cowardly a few kicks, and then pushed open a door that didn't seem to exist before, behind the door was the sixty-ninth level of the bottomless abyss, not very far from Zerata- That level was also temporarily abandoned by the demons, and there were only a few solid stone islands in the level, and the islands were surrounded by a sea of light golden acid, and a corrosive mist rose from the surface of the sea, and even Raghu couldn't help but feel a slight sting when he entered here.

She placed the dragon egg she had obtained from the warlock on a small island like a pile of crystal pillars, and at this level, when the rising fog accumulated to a certain thickness, it would rain, and the rain would touch the surface of the sea, and the acid would collide with the acid to produce heat, which would be deadly for humans, but very suitable for dragon eggs, and after about fifty days, the dragon would hatch. Raghu wants a strong and wise dragon, and she has compulsively established a bond with the dragon egg, making sure it doesn't become a sword to stab at her.

She hesitated as she returned to Zelata again, and finally she jumped into a stream of icy emerald flames.

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A male succubus bowed respectfully to her outside Ferrekhill's tent, he didn't believe that a Taylin could bring them any important information, but he thought that the daughter of Grazt must be in need of a gadget to make her amusement right now, and it was clear that an arrogant bastard was better suited for the role than himself.

With Ferrekhill's permission, he entered the tent, and as a habit of an intelligence peddler, Raghu nearly tried to spin a ring on his finger that was inlaid with an eye that the druid had gouged out when he was transformed into a falcon, which could see through many disguises and barriers, but she managed to control her greed. The clever Tafulin crouched on the ground, her hands and feet fixed in the sand, and made the illusion of meekness—she could hear someone whispering, constantly provoking Raghu to do dangerous things, but she knew that at the slightest movement of her, the demons guarding the tent would immediately pounce on her and tear her apart and eat her.

She had waited for a long time, almost thinking that she would not be able to get the chance to meet the Legion Commander, but with a strong strange aura, the male succubus from before her appeared: "Go," he said with a hint of jealousy, "This will be a glorious moment that you will remember for the rest of your life, Your Highness is willing to meet you, I hope you don't disappoint her too much." "The reason why Ferrek Hill is willing to meet this Taylin is only because she brought information related to the black-haired dragonborn Cremar, but the male succubus knows that now is not the time to play tricks, after all, Ferrek Hill has already made his attitude clear, but as long as the other party is still a hillbilly of the main material plane...... He couldn't really threaten them.

It was the first time for Raghu to enter a legion's leader's tent, if it weren't for that name, she wouldn't have approached the battlefield of the bloody battle, cowardice is a half-discarded product used by demons to consume the power of the devil, can a Tafulin mixed with the blood of non-abyssal creatures be any better? Even if Tafulin performs well in the bloody battle and can get a chance to be promoted, Ragu doesn't want to be swept up in this never-ending meat grinder, she knows very well that her limit is there, an intelligence monger, yes, a warrior, impossible.

"Heads up, Tayfrien," Ferrek Hill said, "tell me what you need to make me know. ”

Raghu can be said to raise her head unusually boldly, there is no doubt that Ferekhill's appearance is not the most perfect among succubi, but her face and limbs still make Raghu feel deep jealousy, like a sharp sword piercing her stomach, and keep stirring, but she immediately transformed this jealousy into desperate envy, to the succubus, this emotion can almost be said to be a naked tribute and praise, Ferrick Hill changed to a more comfortable position, her body was only wrapped in transparent air, but Raghu's reaction made her not want to cover them so quickly, and the membranous wings spread out behind her, and her small hooves just happen to be partially covered by them.

"A red-robed warlock from the main physical plane summoned my servant, used it to find me, and made a deal," Raghu said quickly, "and he asked me about the Excellency. ”

"What does he want to know?"

"He wanted to know the whereabouts of the Lord. ”

"You told him. Ferrek Hill recounted bluntly.

"It's not a secret. "And I'm worried that if I decline the deal, then he can find another demon, or a Battzu mongrel, and you won't be able to control that guy." Now, we can catch him at any time, or use him, and it's not impossible to kill him. ”

"You can choose the third option when you are summoned by him. The daughter of Grazter said displeasedly.

"The ......" Raghu looked embarrassed, "maybe I can't," she said, "he's the red robe of Grenada, or you've heard his name, Dragonborn Austal, an entire rogue of thieves ruled by him, and he is very powerful and cautious indeed." ”

Ferekhill had indeed heard of this name, or rather, the leader of the Dragonthorn, Ostahl, had wanted to contact her more than once, and before Gredi's death, he probably didn't know that the black-haired dragonborn Cremar would push Gredi to the abyss of death, but he was always jealous and suspicious of the latter, but at that time, Ferekhill didn't care much about him, Ostar's power was based on Gredi's favor and trust in him, and his own personality was also boring, especially since he had a reverence and attachment to Gredy that was close to blindness- Succubi, of course, are happy to plunder the pure souls of the gods and goddesses, but Ostar's taste is so terrible, a thousand-year-old red dragon that Ferrekhill has no intention of matching in any way, and of course, it would be a different story if Gredi ended up becoming a god.

"What do you think he wants?" asked Ferrick Hill.

Raghu first kissed the wriggling carpet to express his gratitude for being able to accept His Highness's inquiry, "He hates that Excellency," said Raghu, "he wants that Your Excellency to be buried in a bloody battle, and if he can, he wants that Your Excellency may be our food, both body and soul, and he even promised me that if he could get your soul, he would trade all that he had for the opportunity to master it." ”

"Seems interesting. Ferrick Hill said. "But I suppose that if he is as cunning as the legend goes, then he must have left plenty of room for himself in the contract. ”

"Yes, my Highness," she said, "is very right, your wisdom is like a river of bitterness flowing between the planes, and whatever scheme comes before you, it is as if it were illuminated by ten thousand mirrors. ”

Ferrek Hill knew it was just a flattery from an intelligence monger, but they did make her mood feel a little better: "So, Raghu," she said, "let's see what else he's going to do, it's boring," the succubus shrugged her shoulders, "I'd love to see some more great tricks, but you have to be careful," she looked at Raghu: You have to hold on to him, tightly, and not let up for a moment, and if I know that a Taylin has been deceived by a hillbilly of the main material plane, then, Raghu, I swear, you were only a when I was the daughter of Grazt, you know what that means, right?"

Raghu hissed for mercy, her skull holding her from showing fear, but they flowed from her eyes anyway— She might have wanted to say something, but Ferric Hill had lost interest, and Raghu was suddenly caught in a swirl of colorful energy, and when she could see what was in front of her, she was thrown into the level of Vain, which was almost a reward, and the level of Vain was not chaotic, or there was still a little bit of order, and Raghu killed a Flo, snatched a positioning device from his hand, and found the blue flame that could lead to her lair.

Tafulin fell in a whirlwind, her heavy body falling directly on the poor coward, and there were several bloody holes in the coward's fat and bulging back, and Raghu kicked it away impatiently, drawing the whip from her body and whipping it until there was no place left intact.

When she returned to her room, the cowardly demon began to mumble under his breath, this was a dangerous act, after all, it used the same abyssal language as Raghu, but if Raghu had something urgent to do, then she would only put the debt back later, and maybe by then, Raghu would also die, or be forcibly transformed into a lowly demon due to revenge, mockery, or mission failure? The cowardly muttered meaninglessly as he moved his bulky body to the kitchen, where everything belonged to Raghu, but it could get a share of the scraps - it had to admit that it was not in the worst of all the cowardices, and that Raghu often beat it, but also sheltered it, and because of Raghu's special profession, it would not have been killed if it had not been for the unforgivable mistake of the coward.

But in the same way, we must remember that cowardice is also a demon, a source of chaos, a base of evil.

The cowardly demon burrowed into the kitchen, which contained the corpse of half of the demon hunting spider, and the entrails of a pathetic traveler, whose entrails fermented in the crockpot and let out a cry of pain. The cowardly demon glanced at him, and measured the time of pickling in his heart. It would take about twenty more stomach drums to crawl into its little lair, which was no less than a goblin, with food, feces, dust, and scraps mixed with all sorts of things that the cowardly demon felt needed, so filthy that the sight would make one vomit, and the cowardly demon absentmindedly pulled a fragment of a mirror from a rancid bone, and stumbled and chanted incantations, while the other returned to its original darkness after a brief flash of lightning.

"I miss you...... Need to know...... My master," stammered the cowardly demon, "a...... Trading ......"

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Unbeknownst to the Coward, about twenty feet above it, Raghu lay comfortably in her beloved maggot blanket, finger pinching her ring, which projected the image of the Coward, and his voice was heard in Raghu's ears without missing a beat.

Raghu had known for a long time that her cowardly slave had been bought by a devil, but she had been careful to keep the clue, the devil was sometimes stupid, how could they think that an intelligence dealer who had infiltrated Zerata would allow her servants to have so many secrets and freedoms?

But Raghu belonged to Zerata, to Grazt, Lord of the Dark, a demon cursed as like a devil.

She manipulated the cowardly slave like a doll, deliberately pretending that she never knew about his betrayal, just to use it in a pinch, and now, that was the key point she was expecting.