Life at the foot of the Shattered Sky Mountain has a wonderful atmosphere that can only be appreciated for people who are accustomed to brutal fighting. This peaceful life was not difficult for Andrei's followers to adapt to. In the eyes of the vast majority of demons, the ultimate purpose of their lives is completely different from Garlandia's natural race, and there is no need to deliberately pursue any reproduction, and the blood pool in the abyss can ensure the survival of the population. Their most direct and intense pursuit of life is advancement. Whether it is fighting or plundering, the ultimate goal is only to obtain the right to survive and thus advance to a more powerful individual. And becoming more powerful is just to be able to grab more resources in the cruel competition! As long as there are sufficient superior living conditions, the expectation of strength is enough to make the vast majority of people accustomed to the regular life of sunrise and sunset.

Although almost all the people in the tribe are very satisfied with their current life, there are still some special people.

He is the otherworldly leader of the clan, Andre Gesareth himself.

The children of the abyss, bored to the point of pain, were crouching on the dirt at the edge of the camp, writing words from branches that no one recognized. It looks like a kind of hieroglyphic type, and the strokes are not complicated, but Andrei is not very sure about the details. The text came from the heart armor on the chest of the dwarf Barot Graystone, and Andre was as confused as those white people who use alphabetical languages when they see Huaxia's square characters. When you don't understand the rules of this kind of writing, you are not so much writing as drawing according to your own impressions.

Andrei had already drawn a row of four characters, frowning as he recalled which word was more accurate.

In addition to pursuing different children of the abyss, not everyone in the clan is content with the status quo, and Livia is a special case with many ideas that are not appropriate for her age. In fact, there are people like her, but everyone else is superstitious about the wisdom of André Gesarez, but the succubus with a keen heart can see from some clues that there may be some hidden undercurrents under the surface of calm.

Ambi leisurely hopped around on the shoulders of the young succubus, a wonderful elemental creature that liked to cling to either Livia or Andrea Joy every time she woke up.

Appi is the name given by the succubus to the phantom beast born of dark magic. It usually turns into a tattoo like Magatama lurking on Livia's body, and once it has slept enough, it will turn into a black hairball and stay on the succubus's shoulder, full of curiosity about everything in its vision, and the young Ambihu can't leave Livia or Andre for too long. And it had never eaten, and the Children of the Abyss thought that the seemingly harmless little creature must be sucking the magic from the two of them in a parasitic way.

"Your Highness......"

"What's the matter?" Andre glanced at the succubus behind him, and then continued to study his "alien script" absentmindedly.

"Is it really nice for you to show such an attitude towards the aliens?" Asking such a question to the Children of the Abyss made the succubus feel very uneasy, and if she was facing a dictator, such a question would be enough to kill her!

Even succubi, who are good at speculating on people's hearts, are reluctant to test their attitude towards demons without knowing anything about them. This kind of uncertain speculation can only be a simple torment for a young girl. This made her rather take the risk of offending His Highness than seek an answer that would reassure her. Of course, this is also because the succubus believes that with His Highness's mind, he will not anger himself because of her slightest wavering.

"You mean a gift for the dwarves?"

"Do you think they'll accept your kindness?" Now that she had asked, Livia didn't want to hide it too much.

Stopping to look at the graffiti on the ground in a daze, Andre sighed helplessly, and he turned to look at the pretty succubus. Ambi jumped to the ground mischievously under his serious gaze, as Andrei's creation by chance, he seemed to be able to sense that the Son of the Abyss was not in the mood to play with it at this time, and curiously walked around the words on the ground twice, and the little guy seemed to be interested in these ghost drawings in the mud.

The young succubus is actually very beautiful, with delicate facial features on her delicate cheeks that make people afraid to look at directly, and the contradictory combination of innocence and seduction makes her far more amazing than the so-called "goddess" in Andrei's memory, even if she does not apply powder. The large white and delicate skin outside the leather skirt and leather wrap chest is not much more conservative than the bikini, and when he is bored, the son of the abyss will secretly look at the girl's back and think about it. It's just that as soon as the succubus speaks, Andrei's interest is often gone, and his respectful tone and expression seem to him to be similar to the "good guy card".

André asserts that he is destined to be unable to control a maid in his life, not to mention a succubus who is extremely obsessed with class concepts? Talking to her feels like facing his own juniors! Probably only a woman of equal status can arouse the conquest of the son of the abyss.

"What do you think they would think when they received a gift from me?" asked Andrei rhetorically.

"Your Highness, in the legends of the Great War, the Dwarves are always on the front lines of the confrontation with our race, they are excellent warriors, but they have a deep and long-standing hatred for us. I'm just afraid...... They are not willing to share this rich land with us. ”

"You're right, I don't know if they will accept the will for peace. But you're also a little mistaken, there is no hatred between us and them, and the people of hundreds of years ago should have almost died. I don't know how long the dwarves will live, but at least apparently none of us have ever experienced that war. ”

"Your Highness...... I hope they will think the same way. The succubus didn't really agree with the Abyssal Child's opinion, but she didn't directly refute André's words.

"If everyone were as conscious as I am, you would see that there is no difference between dwarves and demons to us. Our tribe is so weak that any chief in the abyssal land will blush when he sees our abundant supplies, or do you think that my face alone can convince those tribes who are far more powerful than us to join us wholeheartedly!?"

"I don't think every tribal leader in this land is so simple, they are used to plundering, and until we show more strength, they will only bare their teeth at us, and they will not easily choose to submit. ”

"It doesn't make much difference to us whether the other party is an alien race or a demon. On the contrary, for now, the dwarves seem to be adept at smelting and forging metal, and they also make weapons out of stone. From these aspects alone, we can see that they may be better at working to make a harvest than we are, and I don't know them as well as you, but we can't even lack the courage to try to understand because we don't know. This rich land can support far more people than other places in the Demon Realm, and apart from this mountain with a natural barrier, it is probably difficult to find a more suitable unclaimed land for us to recuperate. ”

André didn't want to tell his followers that currying favor with the dwarves was just his own helplessness, and he knew that he should give his followers more confidence as a leader.

"If you think about it from another angle, we can't take up a lot of resources from this land. You can also communicate with the dwarves who also live in the mountains, just as everyone in the tribe is responsible for different tasks. They have metallurgical skills, we have delicious food, so why should the two tribes not die?"

With a confident expression, Andre turned around and continued to study his alien script, "Okay, it's good to think more and farther than everyone else, but don't pay too much attention to these ......"

"May one of those dwarves have half of your wisdom, Your Highness. Livia reluctantly accepted the reasons listed by Andre, she just felt that she couldn't feel at ease pinning her fate on outsiders.

"Appi?" the succubus felt it was time to get on with the unfinished business, and Andre conceived a lot of new things in anticipation of contact with the aliens.

Livia whispered to the black hairball, although this little guy also likes to stick to His Highness, but whenever she wants to part with His Highness, it will still reluctantly follow her.

His Highness and Appi were crouching on the ground, one big and one small, as if they were looking at something distracted. The young succubus looked curiously at the side of His Highness's face, and his face, which always exuded a faint black aura in the past, seemed to have become more real.

"It's so beautiful......" The girl couldn't help but think in her heart, the demon clan usually uses words such as strong and cunning to praise males, but at this moment, Livia felt that the good-looking highness was not inferior to the succubus who relied on talent to obtain living space.

stared at Andre in a daze for a while, and the succubus who suddenly came back to his senses suddenly noticed an abnormality in front of him. The dark magic that surrounded His Highness was converging on his chest, and the already powerful magic seemed to suddenly become deeper and calmer.

Livia cautiously stepped forward, and she noticed that both His Highness and Appi were staring at a symbol on the ground, the crooked image looked like the graffiti of the cowards, as if Ambi was a parody of His Highness. Just looking at it for a while, the succubus couldn't take his eyes off it......

After a long while, the succubus, who had escaped from the state of obsession, turned his face in surprise to stare at the child of the abyss, whose rich magic had been condensed in his chest, as if sensing her gaze, and Andre also turned his head to stare at the succubus's lilac pupils with a serious face.

"Your Highness...... It's like a shadow rune!"

Andrei looked up at the sky, as if to make sure if there were any chunks of pie falling from the heavy clouds.

You're meowing Lao Tzu has been studying shadow spells for half a month and wants to get a breakthrough but can't get it, but the fact is that the dwarves' random decorative patterns and the little monsters that fall from their bodies like hairs are more profound than my understanding of magic!?

You kid was sent from above to play tricks on me!?

He poked his finger at the stupid black hair. The Children of the Abyss would love to ask their "reborn parents" and "top bosses" what strange things this little black creature fell from their bodies.

André considered himself more knowledgeable than most of the intelligent beings he had ever seen in this world, but he still couldn't help but be completely ignorant of magic and gods, which had only appeared in fantasy works before. Now that I've become a candidate for the Demon King, why don't I give out some awesome privileges such as controlling the laws of the world by the way? I actually have to figure it out myself? Where is the good traverser's golden finger? What "Eye of the Abyss" is simply weak compared to other traverser "peers"!?