The effects of the return of a lord-level demon were so intense that it might be difficult for ordinary people to detect the arrival of this abominable abyssal visitor, but for spellcasters and creatures with extremely keen senses, the air was already filled with the smell of unease.

"Did you smell the sulfur mixed with the smell of blood?" said Jack, frowning and somewhat uncertain, he could feel the smell of sulfur coming from the direction of Vale, to be exact. The smell was extremely faint, but somehow, as soon as he smelled it, the hairs on his whole body stood up. Intuition tells the wolfwalker that something terrible is coming.

"What?" Lothar and the networm looked at each other, both seeing only confusion in each other's eyes. As a warrior, even if it is a warrior with a witch hunting knife, the perception of dark things is limited to physical fitness. However, aside from the few people who don't understand magic, Corandy, who is a witch, also looks dazed, and she doesn't notice the smell of werewolves.

Cheese paused and turned to look at his companions. He thought about it for a moment, and felt that some things would be better explained in advance," Jack was right. There's a real Great Demon descending on the city ahead, and if I'm right, he's the one we got out of His Majesty Sigget. ”

"But isn't he dead? You beat him into powder with your own hands, and so many people saw it. Jack said with some confusion, although Cheese had said that there was probably no news of Erdo's death as early as when he was in the royal capital, people were more willing to believe the "facts" they saw.

The mage took a breath, "Not exactly. To be precise, he died here once. ”

"It sounds like he's had a lot of lives to squander. Lothar raised an eyebrow and said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Who knew that Cheese really nodded, "Exactly." Demons, like demons, can be killed if they appear in this world. But they won't really die like we do, because for them, the body that appears here is just a skin, and their real body is still lingering somewhere in the bottomless abyss. Killing these demons in the lower planes in this world is just sending them home. ”

"Aren't they invincible, then? There is no solution, like silver or stakes, or whatever. Jack asked, recalling the first time since he became a werewolf that he felt that strength could not solve all problems after he had completely gained the upper hand in hand-to-hand combat with the giant wolf in the castle of the royal capital.

The mage was silent for a moment, he knew that there was a way to completely destroy demons and demons, and that was to use the energy that was latent in his body. But this is obviously unrealistic, the last time he destroyed Erdo's body has already made Cheese feel difficult, and if he wants to really kill the archdemon, he will have to pay the price. So he shook his head and told his companions a standard answer.

"In fact, it is not in vain to kill demons here. Every time, every time they die here, their body will lose a lot of power in the abyss, and it may be that one of their bodies, a certain ability, or even directly transformed into something else. The main thing is that the demons who die here cannot leave the abyss again in a short period of time, and the so-called short time is often counted in hundreds of years. ”

But he came back, and within a month he had crawled back from that abyss. Why?" asked Lothar, a little curiously.

"Because the door was opened and he was asked to come back. An indifferent and gloomy voice came from the air, and then in a small whirlwind of black feathers, another gray-robed figure slowly fell to the ground, "Someone pulled the monster out of the abyss without paying the price, or because the price did not need to be paid by her in the first place. ”

"Who?" Cheese was not surprised by the presence of the Curse Crow, both spellcasters from the Grey Tower, and the two had always sensed their companions who were not far away.

"Coola, the second-in-command of the Heartless Witches, the mentor of the two little girls you met, the slayer of Vale. The sorcerer's face was a little pale, and the severed finger of his left hand was wrapped in gauze, but there were still faint red marks oozing from the strips.

"She slaughtered Vale?" Cheese's eyes flashed with magic, and he remembered that his deal with the devil clearly marked his deal to keep Gloria safe for three years. But the mage thought about it, the devil was never late to fulfill the contract, and the fact that the demon with the smiley mask had not yet appeared only meant that the last descendant of the Saron family might not be dead.

"Cheese, cheese, my fellow," shouted the crow as he paced exaggeratedly, "I don't think you've ever fallen asleep in the teacher's demon knowledge class like I did, have you? Because the sleeping guys are rotting into the abyss by now! You tell me how many souls it takes to summon a lord-level, even though it is only a small lord of more than a hundred layers, to summon a lord-level demon back to this world in a short period of time, completely? Don't tell me you don't know, the city in front of us is already a dead city!"

Cheese's face was very ugly, and he stared at the magician, staring at it for a long time, "You didn't tell the truth. If Vale City was really slaughtered, you wouldn't waste time showing up in front of me, which wouldn't be your style. And, if the witch named Kuyla had come to kill, she should have fled now that she had completed her mission, instead of using her blood and soul to summon a demon that she couldn't control. ”

"Hehe," the cursed crow's expression calmed down, and he sneered twice as a compliment to his fellow disciples, "That's right." But if I were you, I would choose to pretend to believe me, and then pretend to be sad and angry and walk away with these mortals around you. You should understand what the truth would be if what I just said was wrong, right?"

"A witch who doesn't need a large-scale blood sacrifice to summon lord demons, there must be some more terrifying power behind her. Cheese nodded, he understood what the crow meant, and guessed that the one who helped Kouira was the haunted broker.

"Looks like you don't know anything, do you?, but even then you're going to go?" the sorcerer raised his hands, reinforcing his doubts with the missing ring on his ten fingers and the completely severed little finger.

Cheese, noticing the damage to his fellow disciples, knew that the situation that could put the crow in such a predicament was obviously more dangerous than the one he had faced before. But he looked at Elsa, and remembered what he had said when he woke up Kolandy.

"I have to go. ”