Grazt left Lucieu's room and slowly returned to his throne. The dark castle of evil iron and flesh was his lair, and the mysterious tricks and defenses were layered on top of each other, and whenever Grazt returned here, he always felt a moment of peace of mind. And now, he could only feel an ominous chill.

The chill came from the new occupant of the castle, the elf who claimed to be his wife. Despite her beauty and sweet smile, Grazt knew very well that behind all these appearances was a monster.

A monster a hundred times more terrifying than him.

During the destruction of Lynn Island two hundred years ago, Grazt assisted the gods of conspiracy, Cyril and Lady Ogtassi, in their ritual of awakening from darkness. They slaughtered the entire Elven race of Aya as a sacrifice in the most brutal way, and used Luciere's body as a vessel to summon the true form of the Dark Serpent Salriman to descend on the main plane.

This is a bold plan, but unfortunately because there is no one before, the conspirators have no experience. They ultimately failed.

Even with the complete loss of Lucie's trace.

Disillusioned, Grazter returned to the abyss, where he never crossed paths with Cyril for the next two hundred years.

He often thought of Lucieu, of this pure soul that should have belonged to him, so his dream came true today.

The only difference from what I expected is that I'm afraid it's not a dream, but a nightmare.

Grazter has several dark gold runes at hand, and if needed, crush the runes to contact Cyril, the god of conspiracy, or Lady Ogtassi. The most correct thing to do now is to immediately contact these evil companions and discuss countermeasures. These two guys must be interested in the elves returning from the River Styx.

But Grazt wouldn't do that.

He knew these two evil gods as well as he knew himself. They will definitely use themselves to test Lucieu's strength and find out her weaknesses, just as he did with Edward the Lich.

They will definitely not help Grazt escape the fate of destruction.

Grazter is a demon, a demon of demons, and he will never sacrifice himself for the sake of others.

Everything, still have to rely on themselves.

Lucieu had just finished her call with Chiba and was playing with her laptop for a while when Grazter pushed the door in.

The hideous demon is ridiculously carrying a tray with a goblet on it.

"Ma'am." He said affectionately, "Drink a glass of honey wine and moisten your throat." The air of the abyss, but it's too dry. ”

Lucie looked at the demon with a smile on her face, then took the glass and took a sip. Grazt's eyes crossed with a hint of delight.

"Nice mead."

The black-haired elf shook his glass with a smile, watched the pale amber liquid swirl, recalled a little from the past, and couldn't help but wonder:

"I miss it for the first time when I went on an adventure on the mainland. In Jian'e Port, it was because a glass of pear wine mixed with ** was put down, and there are many stories behind......

Why does my husband think that now I will be put down by a glass of honey wine mixed with dragon poison? ”

Dragon poison is a precious poison carefully concocted from the corpse and soul of a giant dragon and the secret method of alchemy—so precious that it can only be used when killing gods. It is not incomprehensible that Grazt thinks that such a glass of wine can bring down the black-haired elf.

It's just that Lucieu is far more powerful than he knows, and the demon drops the tray and wants to run.

"Don't be in a hurry!"

Lucie flashed ghostly in front of her, grinning and tearing open Grazt's mouth. Let his demon monarch's powerful physical strength be unable to move by Qianqian's five fingers.

"The air of the abyss, but it's very dry! Husband, let's finish this cup and leave! ”

After saying that, he shoved the wine glass into the demon's mouth and into the demon's stomach. Grazt's entire mouth and throat were torn by Lucieu, and he struggled and howled in pain.

But soon, his struggle stopped, and the dragon poison in his body attacked, frantically destroying the demon's vitality. Grazter felt darkness in front of him and lost consciousness.

After some time, he woke up again, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed, and Lucieu had just pulled the syringe from him.

"Husband, you fainted...... Don't work so hard! The black-haired elf looked sad and pressed his little hand on the demon's forehead, "Well, it seems that the fever has subsided." ”

"Husband, don't worry, the healing potion that Ye Zi gave me can cure all diseases, even if it's dragon poison!" The elf proudly gestured at the syringe in his hand, proving that he was good at healing.

The innocent smile suddenly changed, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her long black hair blocked her eyes, making this smile indescribably eerie.

"How could I possibly let you die so easily? Right. ”

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Ordinary humans are usually crushed to pieces in the Endless Abyss, and only the truly strong can stay in this land of abomination for a while. But even for the strong, there are many discomforts, such as circadian rhythms.

There is no day or night in the endless abyss, and the faint red in the dim yellow hazy sky acts as a celestial light that illuminates the entire plane. The red color may come from volcanic lava, or killing blood, or both. In the abyss, blood red is the dominant hue. It's just that today's blood color is extraordinarily vivid.

Grazt looked up through the narrow windows of the castle and gazed out into the blood-red city below, and beyond the wilderness. All the bigwigs are like this, they like to stand on a high place and look at the country, and feel the pride of "the world is in my hands". Of course, at this time, it is even more appropriate to have a glass of wine in your hand.

Of course, Grazt had a wine glass in his hand, but unfortunately it was not a precious soul blood wine, nor was it his favorite honey wine, but a glass of bland and tasteless boiled water.

Well, he was banned from drinking by Lucie.

The reason is that after he was poured with honey wine mixed with dragon poison a few days ago, he was immediately planted and almost died.

So the black-haired elf decided that it was the wine that destroyed the husband's health - otherwise, how could a good big demon be poured!

"Wine is a poisonous weed that pierces the intestines, dear!" Lucie persuaded Grazter bitterly. Then, like all good wives who cared about her husband's health, she poured all the wine from the castle.

In order to prevent Grazt from being uncontrollable and sneaking out to buy wine, Lucie went out of the door.

It took her half a day to slaughter all the taverns in the nearby nine-layer abyss, and the demons she killed were bleeding like rivers, and the dark city she killed was extremely red.

Grazt, the Lord of the Dark, didn't care about the lives of the demons in his realm, he often tortured and killed these damn bastards, he just didn't know what to say about Luciere's actions, and he wasn't even sure who was more chaotic between himself and the elves.

"Forget it, just think it's for me." Grazt shook his head, banishing his chaotic thoughts out of his mind. Lucieu told him that she had killed so many people for the sake of his health. As long as you can't buy alcohol, you will naturally quit it.

He smiled wryly and picked up his wine glass and drank all the boiled water inside.

Two days ago, Grazt tried to run. After a few days together, he was very afraid of Lucieu. In his long life, the Demon Lord rarely had the feeling of "fear", even if those powerful gods could use their strength to make him bow his head, they could not make him afraid.

Because he is Grazt, the Lord of the Dark, evil and cruelty have their dignity! The momentary bowing is just for the sake of a hundred times cruel return when the time comes.

But Lucieu is completely different.

Can you imagine a cute girl, who shyly and sweetly calls you "husband" one second, and twists your head off the next second, laughing maniacally.

After laughing enough, suddenly tears welled up, screaming "Husband! What happened to you! How did your head fall off! ”

Then he suddenly calmed down, and cheered himself up with vitality, "It's okay, I still have a leaf potion potion!" ”

In the end, you will be completely restored with that incredible potion, and by the way, every bone in your body will be broken and treated again - this is called a follow-up visit.

Who can bear this!

Grazt couldn't bear it, and immediately decided to run away, it was a coward's act to run away from a strong enemy, but it was not a shame to run away from a snake spirit.

Through a little "small means", he was first summoned to the main plane. After slaughtering the summoner, he tore the scroll from the main plane and teleported himself to the astral plane. Running all the way through the astral plane, he found a portal hidden in his memory, and slipped away to the mechanical realm. After paying a toll to the Puppet Lord, he boarded a steam train through the Shadow Plane to the Half-Dimensional Graveyard.

Many years ago, Grazt hid a very special half-plane inside, which could even escape the pursuit of the god of prophecy himself.

As long as he hides in, no one can find him.

Lucieu was really not good at tracking, but Grazt was suddenly teleported to his dear lady after half an hour of hiding in that particular half-plane.

Lucieu was eating watermelon at the time, and when she saw her husband's dazed face, she wiped her mouth and patiently explained.

"Actually, I don't know the principle, this is a scroll that Fei Fei gave me, called [Blessing of Sweet Love]. As long as the two of us were separated for more than three hours, we would be forcibly teleported together. ”

"So, my dear, you don't have to worry about losing me anymore. This blessing will last forever......" Lucieu whispered softly in his ear, "until there is a complete destruction among us." ”

A day earlier, Grazt had tried to be completely uncooperative. No matter what Lucie said, he didn't cooperate—he couldn't beat it anyway, so he was not afraid of boiling water for a dead pig.

Lucieu: "Husband, come and watch the drama with me!" ”

Grazt: "The wind is too loud for me to hear!" ”

…

Lucieu: "Husband, get me a glass of water." ”

Grazt: "The wind is too loud for me to hear!" ”

…

"Husband, I'll show you something funny."

"The sun is too strong for me to see!"

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