Red scales like blood covered the body of the visitor.

Above his head were undisguised horns.

The iconic horned tail peeked out from under the robe.

Carlos just stood in the middle of the room.

No one knows when he came in.

It was as if he had been standing there watching them.

"Demons?"

The Lord of the Holy City's brows furrowed as he looked at the gray-robed demon in front of him.

During the Demon War, it is said that the angel Cass was attacked by the Dark Clan and the demons.

What are they doing here.

"It's a demon. ”

Carlos smiled, and he strolled through the room.

A hand like the claws of a beast slashed across the conference table, leaving a slender scratch.

"Human, you are the master of a kingdom, so please be polite, my name is Carlos. ”

The hissing of Carlos' fingertips terrified the councillors sitting at the conference table, who looked in horror at the legendary demon standing at the conference table.

Demons, born demons, take greed as beauty, and jealousy as the norm.

greedy for life and evil for death, liking the new and hating the old.

Fraud and lies are their most common methods.

They themselves are the deepest darkness.

It has to be intimidating.

Carlos said politely.

"Carlos?"

There was not the slightest inner turmoil on the face of the Lord of the Holy City.

He just looked the demon in front of him up and down.

"And what are you here for, Lord Carlos?"

"You need help. ”

Retracting his right hand from the conference table, Carlos lifted his hand and looked at his fingers.

"It is said that the help of demons will only lead people to hell. ”

The attitude of the Lord of the Holy City was not friendly at all.

Demons are not meant to be treated kindly.

"The slander of the jungle in history. ”

The scales at the corners of Carlos's mouth lifted slightly, and he found a comfortable seat at the conference table to sit down.

This startled the surrounding councillors, who immediately scattered.

This leaves room for Carlos to look at the Lord of the Holy City.

"This is the holy city. ”

The Lord of the Holy City suddenly uttered an incoherent word, as if to remind Carlos.

For a moment, the atmosphere was depressed.

This is the holy city, the holy place of the three religions.

It is a place of the Lord's gift, a place where demons that symbolize darkness and lies should not come.

"Of course I know that although the angelic breath in the air has dimmed, it is still so clearly visible. ”

Carlos gave a look of disgust.

It is not known how far back the feud between demons and angels can be traced back to history.

They make no secret of their dislike for each other.

"But now they are more of a devil to you than I am. ”

Carlos refers to the people of the various sects outside.

"I'm here to make a deal with you. ”

"We already have the Kyushu Empire as an ally?"

The Lord of the Holy City spoke resolutely.

He didn't know what the real devil was like, but the race that was able to make a name for himself in the legends was definitely not a friendly creature.

"Oh?"

Carlos wasn't angry either, his tail flicking gently across the conference table.

"Allies, as far as I know, they are non-aligned, and allies exist as equals, I know that ancient power is very powerful, but what do you have?"

Carlos stretched out his finger and put it in front of the eyes of the Lord of the Holy City, counting all that the Holy City had with one finger at a time.

"Holy City? what is there now, not to mention the two outside, they are not in your hands, they are not yours after all. The Lord you speak of has been gone for more than two thousand years, Jesus has been gone for more than a thousand years, and Allah has been gone for a thousand years, who can bless you?"

Carlos's voice was mocking and disdainful.

"We will bless ourselves. ”

The Lord of the Holy City said lightly.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Carlos smiled.

Indeed, the Lord of the Holy City himself did not believe in this statement.

However, he must not show timidity or question himself.

"Don't rush to give me an answer, I'll come and ask you again. ”

Carlos jumped off the conference table and put on the jumpsuit behind his back to cover his horns, then paused.

"When the time comes, please think about it. ”

With that, Carlos laughed and walked towards the door of the conference room.

"What can you give?"

At this moment, the Lord of the Holy City suddenly spoke.

The corners of Carlos' mouth lifted under the brim of his hat, and his skin wrinkled like hell rocks, indescribably oozing.

"Whatever you want, for a price, then you can get everything. ”

Full of seductive expectations, Carlos said an old phrase in an intriguing tone in a voice like smoke and sand.

The Lord of the Holy City could even imagine that the demon in front of him deceived the ignorant people in the same tone above history.

"How can I contact you?"

"I'll come back to you, and when the time comes, you'll have a chance to make a decision. ”

"Remember my name - Demon Carlos. ”

As the words fell, Carlos had already dissipated into a cloud of smoke in the conference room.

"Demons?"

The Lord of the Holy City, who was in the conference room, muttered to himself.

Then, he raised his head and looked at his assistant and said, "How long do the people of the Kyushu Empire remain?"

"Two hours later. ”

"Whew!"

The Lord of the Holy City slowly exhaled and said:

"Get ready to be welcomed. ”

............

At this time, on the barren mountain outside the Holy City, a cloud of smoke appeared out of thin air here, gradually transforming into the appearance of Carlos.

"How?"

Not far from the smoke, Dracula, dressed in a red cape, sat on an old European-style wooden chair, holding a transparent goblet in his right hand, the bright blood in which the bright blood was constantly shaking.

"Anything else, the darkness is always intolerant of light. ”

"That's because the world is always dominated by the self-proclaimed light. ”

Dracula scoffed at this.

"There will always be a time for them to ask us. ”

In the darkness of the night, a noble vampire and a demon smiled at each other.

Where there is darkness, there will be light, and where there is light, there will be darkness.

............

In the Holy City, endless light and yellow sand always surround the entire Holy City.

Pull the whole world back into the rhythm of mythology.

The people in the yellow sand have withdrawn.

It's too hard to do here.

Endless yellow sand, terrifying wind and waves.

Even the brahmin of Tianzhu could not stay in it for a long time.

Beyond the yellow sand, Abdul looked a little depressed.

"I have to go in. ”

"It's a dead end for you to go in now. ”

The black-clothed patriarch reminded.

"But, Iwado ......"

"It's okay with the Iwado, it's the center of the light. ”

"......"

"No, but. ”