"Thank you... Thank you..."

Elder Enya had forgotten how many times he had heard this sentence today.

She was commissioned by Qiao Xiu to come to treat these residents of the Demon Realm, and in Elder Enya's impression that the Demon Realm should be full of chaos and disorder, but in fact it was completely different from what Elder Enya had imagined.

The atmosphere of the city is very similar to that of Athurcro, the whole city is gradually weakening, but the inhabitants are trying to make it better.

Except for some succubi who spoke in a way that made Elder Enya uncomfortable, the other civilians were very... Friendly.

"Please let the next patient in."

Elder Enya said, dressed in a black-clad watcher beside him.

She was still thinking about what the Blood Grand Duke had said, but it didn't affect the work at hand.

The next person to walk into the treatment station was also a watchman, and this watcher's face looked very pale, presumably a Chaos Demon.

Elder Enya summoned vines with an inscription and reached out to the watcher.

"Hold it." Elder Enya said.

The watcher hesitated for a moment, but reached out and grasped the tendrils that Elder Enya had summoned.

The gray mist spilled out of his body and was gradually absorbed by the vines, and Elder Enya purified the gray mist in the body of the person in front of him as usual, but in the next second, the watcher suddenly let go of his hand.

"Your treatment isn't over yet."

"No... I feel much better. ”

The watcher covered his hand holding the vine and walked straight out of the treatment station.

The moment he stepped out of the treatment station, there was a pain in his palm like a needle piercing a fingernail.

'Monet! I only let you test those elves, not the vines! Do you want to kill me? ’

An extremely irritable female voice sounded in his head, and he immediately apologized to the other party in a deep voice.

'I'm sorry Sister Claire......'

'The elves' intelligence has been gathered, so let's get back to the base while we are resting now!' ’

The female voice in his head gave him the order for the next part, he glanced left and right, and found that no watcher was watching him, and then ran quickly towards the Demon King City.

Located in the residential area of Demon King City near the city walls, he returned to his titular home, and then lifted the carpet from the ground, and there was a movable floor under the carpet.

He removed the floor, and a staircase leading to the ground was exposed.

'Hurry up! ’

The urging voice in his head sent him to run quickly into the basement, and once he entered the basement he took off his watchman's clothes.

It was a burly, muscular middle-aged man with a figure-eight goatee under the bridge of his nose and stitched from his chest to his abdomen.

'Damn! Monet: Didn't I ask you to put underwear on this body? And remember to shave his beard. ’

'Sister, I think this beard is pretty good......

'Scraped! ’

The female voice in his head spoke in a commanding tone, and the middle-aged man trembled all over.

"Understood."

He agreed, in a heavy voice, and then suddenly clutched his abdomen in pain.

A large amount of gray mist emerged from the middle-aged man's body, gradually forming the phantom of the two spirit bodies.

"Monet, I'm going to contact Bishop Gainko soon, don't do anything superfluous!"

One of the spirits with a female body pointed to the spirit of another male named Monet, and said in a loud voice.

"Sister Claire, Mistress Persher has contacted me in a text message."

"Pace... My lord? Monet, have you forgotten why we are like this? ”

The spirit named Claire heard her brother refer to a Bloodclan as 'Adult', and she tried to grab the hem of the opponent's shirt in anger, but the translucent hand went through his chest.

No matter how many times... Claire couldn't get used to the fact that she was long dead.

"Monet, we used this body to come to the Demon Realm for revenge! Not for you to make friends with those damn demons! ”

After warning her useless brother, Claire floated straight to a stone-made altar in the middle of the basement.

In the center of the altar sat the skull of an unknown creature, and Claire chanted an ancient incantation, gray flames spilling from the skull's eye sockets, and blood slowly flowing down the altar.

"How far has the punishment spread?"

An old, hoarse voice came from the skull.

"The land that those demons were able to cultivate has been completely corrupted, and if it weren't for the traitors who provided food for these demons, these demons would have been devoured by divine punishment long ago."

Claire respectfully half-knelt in front of the skull.

"Bishop Gainko, what about the elves who have defiled the power of divine punishment? Do you want to dispose of it secretly? ”

"No, the magic of the High Elves can't completely purify the gray mist, doing so will reveal your whereabouts, remember... You are dormant here for one purpose. ”

"Yes." Claire said.

"Claire, do you and your brother feel uncomfortable there?" The skull was silent for a while, and asked again about their condition, "The power given to me by the gods can only implant your soul into the body of that demon, and you must be humiliated as a former member of the Holy Cult." ”

"Being killed by a demon is the most humiliating thing of my life, Bishop Gainko... It would be our honor if our sacrifice would completely purify the Demon Realm. ”

The skull stopped talking, and Claire heard a voice at this point, and when she looked back, she saw that the burly Chaos Demon had moved again.

The Chaos Demon saw the interface of the magic web appear in front of his eyes, and in his other hand was a mouse with a protocrystal.

During the time Claire was chatting with Bishop Gainko, he had managed to log in to a game called Holy Spirit.

He was lying on the ground to complete the series of movements, because the Chaos Demon's legs had no intuition.

"Monet!"

When Clary saw this, she angrily wanted to walk over and beat up this waste brother who only knew how to play magic net games.

"Pace... She said she was coming to us. ”

Monet took advantage of the moment when Claire pounced and read out a message from the "Holy Spirit" friend list.

"That Bloodline is looking for us... What did you do that was exposed? ”

"Calm down, Claire..."

Bishop Gainko's voice calmed her down instantly, she closed her eyes directly, and her figure gradually dissipated into the basement.

The next moment, the Chaos Demon who had fallen to the ground stood up again with his hands.

"Someone is approaching our stronghold, no... More than one person. ”

The Chaos Demon picked up the longsword hanging from the basement wall, along with a large pile of protocrystals with a large number of inscriptions, and placed them in his fanny pack.