After listening to Miraya's story, Aran sighed lightly. The High Priest is really insidious and cunning. In order to protect himself, it can be said that he is unscrupulous, and even the people around him can be betrayed. But in the lair of the High Priest, how could there be a cold demon. Looking at the corpse of the cold demon that slowly turned into a puddle of water, Aran couldn't help but have many doubts in his heart.

During the second full-scale invasion of the Radiant Continent by the Daredevil Legion, the Cold Demon was used as the main force in all corners of the battlefield. The war-torn inhabitants of the Snowy Country have unforgettable memories of this blue-and-white-skinned polar devil.

Whether it is history books or folk rumors, there are many records about cold demons. It is said that although this creature has the physical body of a human, it is infused with the soul of a demon. They lie dormant by day and at night, and are extremely vicious. Each Cold Demon not only has a physical fitness that is far stronger than that of humans, but also has extremely strong magical skills. However, these magical powers were not the result of painstaking cultivation, but came from ancient runes carved into their frozen skin.

The vast majority of these runes were done by high-priced mages of considerable seniority among the Night Demon Clan. They carved runes directly into their skin to increase the Cold Demon's immunity to light magic. Another benefit of engraved runes is that they allow each Cold Demon Warrior to quickly release magic without having to recite a spell, and its effect is close to that of the Instant Spell that only the Grand Magus can master. However, this method does not work for humans. The human soul is relatively fragile and cannot withstand the stimulation of spells.

Aran remembered what his enlightenment teacher, Master Bourne, had told him. The Night Demon Clan had used the characteristics of the Cold Demon to inflict considerable casualties on the human coalition forces. In particular, the blessed Holy Cult Army in the Bright Sect was almost wiped out by the Cold Demon Legion. If it weren't for the birth of the Iron Beast, the history of the entire Radiant Continent would probably have developed in another direction.

It is definitely not good news that the cold demon who has disappeared for more than eight hundred years has reappeared, and Alan, who was thinking about it, was suddenly interrupted by Miaya's voice.

"Young Master Alan, you're injured. Miraya noticed an obvious wound on Aram's right arm. Although the ice spear thrown by the cold demon only passed by Alan, the ice slag splashed from the edge of the ice spear cut Alan's clothes. Although the wound was small, it was clearly visible that blood was oozing from under the clothes.

"It's a little injury, it doesn't matter. After being reminded by Miraya, Aram noticed that his right arm had been hung with a lottery. I wanted to act like there was no problem at all, but I didn't want to move my arm as soon as I felt a numbness from the wound.

"Oops!" Aran couldn't help but cried out.

Looking at Alan, who was about to fall out of tears, but desperately squeezed out a smile on his face, Miraya took out the tone that only elders have and said:

"Young Master Alan, don't hold on any longer. If you don't treat it properly, the wound will become infected. ”

Completely ignoring Alan's manhood, Miraya pulled Arran's injured arm in front of her with a semi-force. With nothing to bandage, the silver-haired girl simply tore off the hem of her skirt and made it into a simple bandage.

The white and tender thighs were exposed from the slit short skirt, and Miraya, who was in a state of walking, was instantly bursting with her sex appeal.

"Doom...... That one...... Don't you think it's strange Miraya? I heard Teacher Bourne say that the Cold Demon was wiped out more than 800 years ago, so why did it appear here? Aran looked away from his blushing face and tried to change the subject.

"Maybe the people of the Evil Bone Tribe are still in collusion with the Night Demon Clan. Miraya replied casually without thinking.

"Do you think so too, it seems that it is not only the barbarians and the evil bone tribe that have started this war, the real culprit is afraid to hide in places we can't see and wait for action!" Aran nodded in agreement.

"But it's a pity that we almost caught the High Priest himself, otherwise we would have been able to find out why. "The failure to capture the high priest himself with his own hands has always made Syria haunted.

"Don't blame yourself too much, Master Alan. We've done a great job. At least the Bone Jungle that blocked the way of the army had lost its source of mana, and as long as we told His Majesty the good news, it shouldn't be a problem to break through. When Miraya had finished bandaging Arran, she skillfully tied a beautiful bow.

"I want to tell my father the news soon, but we can't rush back now. Aran gently moved his injured right arm. The whole arm is barely painful anymore. It's still a little numb, but it's not a big deal.

"Why?" Miraya looked at Aran in bewilderment. Despite the success of repelling the High Priest and his party, this is the enemy's lair after all. Staying in the cave for a second more will add to the danger.

"I always feel that the resurgence of the Cold Demon this time is no accident, the evil bone tribe and barbarians outside the country may be just cannon fodder to test the strength of our army, maybe the Daredevil clan hiding behind is planning a bigger invasion plan. Ever since he met the Cold Demon, a sense of foreboding has always haunted Alan's heart.

If the Daredevil Clan, which had been dormant for more than eight hundred years, returned and tried in vain to launch a new full-scale invasion of the human world on the Radiant Continent, then this war would not only be limited to the battle between the Snowy Nation and the barbarian tribes, but also the other four great powers on the Radiant Continent.

Aran felt that it was necessary to investigate the ins and outs of the incident, and if he missed the key information, it would be a devastating disaster for the people of the entire Radiant Continent.

Miraya immediately frowned, she didn't expect that her inadvertent words would bring so much trouble to Alan. "Young Master Alan, I think the possibility of a full-scale invasion by the Daredevils is very low. Just one cold demon appearing doesn't mean anything. And without conclusive evidence, I'm afraid no one will believe what the two of us underage said. ”

Miraya's scruples are not unfounded. Quite some years have passed since the last large-scale invasion. Even the inhabitants of the Snow Country, who had suffered so much, had lost that vigilance, and the other four human nations had probably forgotten about the evil demons who had brought them great calamity.

It might be convincing to be able to bring back a part of the cold demon's corpse, but the only evidence in front of him has also turned into a puddle of unrecognizable sewage.

"The High Priestess, that guy is in such a hurry, he must have left clues related to the Daredevils. Look for it, and you may have unexpected gains. ”

Aran slung the Wind God Blade to his waist and began to examine every corner of the cave.

This relatively spacious cave was apparently used by the high priest as a private chamber. The decoration in the cave all reveals a sinister atmosphere.