CHAPTER XXXVII
Looking up at the chaotic sky unique to the Demon Realm, a man in a dark red cloak exhaled softly. The cloak that swayed in the wind outlined her graceful curves, and she looked like a tall young woman. Raising his hand and lifting his hat, the long ochre hair that had lost its restraint fluttered in the wind, faintly spilling out a hair-like blood, and on the delicate face, the jewel-like eyes were suppressing excitement and constantly scanning the earth in front of him, but these eyes were a pair of bloody magic pupils.
"It's finally back again, the Demon Realm. She sighed softly, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "The air with the smell of demons...... It's still so hard to breathe. Is Satarando's intelligence really right, is this really the front line?" As soon as the words fell, she suddenly smiled and said to herself, "It seems that it is not wrong......
Before she could finish speaking, two skeletons with a faint blue light appeared in her field of vision, and the two skeletons naturally discovered her, and asked intermittently, "You, what are you, people?"
After hearing this, the red-robed woman tilted her head to look at the other party, slowly raised her hands and slashed horizontally in front of her, and the rich blood qi was condensed into an exaggerated blood-colored sickle in her hand. Gently stroking the long blade of the scythe, she slowly retorted with an extremely uncomfortable smile, "If I say I'm Aslantia, you...... Do you know?"
The two skeletons looked at each other and finally shook their heads.
"Hey, hey, if you don't know me, then go die. With a smile on her face, Aslantia's eyes suddenly widened, and a hideous face with a smile suddenly appeared on her delicate face, and a blood-colored afterimage flashed by, and the two skeletons completely turned into nothingness in this afterimage, "But it seems that even if you know me, you will die." ”
In the human realm, the Führer sat at the conference table and quietly looked at the holograms of the elders in front of the table, and asked softly: "Why did you send Aslantia over? She is an extremely difficult guy to control, be careful that she is too swaggering in the Demon Realm and spoils our overall situation." That guy is crazy, and only Chakin's seniors can control it. ”
The Führer said and nodded the table with some displeasure. Although he said this, he was really only worried about Aslantiya's safety. Aslanthia can be regarded as her own sister, and she doesn't even know about sending her to the Demon Realm alone, and I really don't understand what the following people think of the word Führer.
"My subordinates are very sorry for not being able to inform you in advance. Actually, I deliberately told her the news of the demon civil war. As he spoke, a young man wearing glasses and sportswear stood up among the elders, looking like a sunny teenager in college, but this kind of dress looked a little out of place on such an occasion.
"Satarandot? Tell me why. ”
Satarando was an important informant in the Senate, and at each Senate meeting, he was responsible for providing sufficient information, including information on the economy, deployment, and personnel changes of the three clans. After all, the abilities he inherited from his bloodline are the limits of inference, and it can be said that his brain is even more advanced than a human supercomputer. It is precisely because of this ability that he has participated in many important decisions within the Blood Clan, and the final result has indeed brought great benefits to the Blood Clan, so even the Führer and Chakin are extremely important to him.
Satarando lowered his head slightly and explained, "This time I told Aslanthia about the news of the Demon Civil War, on the one hand, I plan to let her go to find out the news first, and on the other hand, it can also allow her to get a better development in the Demon Realm. After all, she has such a talent, and her subordinates feel that if she is placed in the demon world, she will be better improved, after all, the human world can no longer satisfy her ** for fighting, and leaving her in the human world will affect our future actions at any time. ”
Speaking of Aslantiya, the patriarchs all showed a helpless expression. If only the Bloodline known as the White Gem was still alive. Since her death, Aslantia has become insane, sometimes engaging in unacceptable acts of self-harm, and for her, fighting and pain are the only goals of life. It is precisely this twisted psychology that Aslantia will be absolutely engaged and fanatical when fighting, and she would rather yell "it hurts to die" and force her way through the opponent's attack to death than think about the so-called combat skills.
After hearing this, the Führer nodded and looked at Cha Jin to ask for advice, but found that this old guy was sewing color threads on his puppet's body in a serious manner, so he had to roll his eyes helplessly, and said: "In this case, let's act as soon as possible, don't leave her there alone for too long." As for ......"
"Starz, how is your injury?" Cutting the thread of the colored thread, Chakin suddenly interrupted the Führer's words, "I understand your thoughts, but we still need his research results at this stage, and we can wait until everything is over to consider personal feelings." I know that Shadow has been your friend for many years, and I am saddened by his affairs, but you must know that you are the head of the Bloodline, and everything about you is not your own. ”
The Führer was slightly embarrassed when he heard this, it was rare for Chakin to say so many things at once, which showed how much he cared about the Führer's private trip to Hongchuan this time. Standing up and bowing slightly to Cha Jin, the Führer said calmly: "Thank you seniors for your concern, my injuries have almost healed, and they are just external injuries, so they are not in the way." I won't be so reckless in the future. ”
"Well, I look forward to seeing my clan return to its former glory under your leadership. Go on, I'm tired. With that, Chakin stepped back slightly, and the hologram turned off.
Sighing slightly, the Führer looked around at the shadowy elders in the conference room, and slowly said his plan: "The king of the earth has almost prepared, I will give you half a month, and after half a month, we will collect debts from the human race!"
Exiting the meeting, Satarando collapsed in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief, his strategizing expression finally vanished, and it was not difficult to see that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat in the light that seeped in from outside the curtains: "Everything is going according to what you said...... You real demon!"
"What are you talking about, isn't 'revenge on purebloods' the only reason you have to live?" In this small, dimly lit room, apart from Satarandot, a blue-robed girl was unpacking lollipop bags and looking for a place to sit down.
"But ......"
Possessed in Satarando's ear, the girl's lollipop gently stuffed into his mouth: "Don't you want to change the status quo of the blood clan? If it weren't for the rule and oppression of the pure-blood clan, you might already be a family member now, right? That little girl is really pitiful, but she was made a blood slave by the patriarch of the fortieth clan just because she was more beautiful." Don't you want to return the pain of your beloved soul deprived of it? Your wisdom can make you climb to this seemingly equal position with them, but is it really enough for the deep-rooted ties of the families?"
Clenching his teeth, Satarando's clenched hands slowly loosened: "At that time, I had already decided to change the concept of the blood clan's over-reliance on bloodlines no matter what...... In order for the bloodline to truly prosper in the future, these losses are just taken for granted. ”
"Don't worry, 'as long as it doesn't threaten the balance of the three clans, we can ignore what you do', I won't break the agreement between us. But those guys who think they can control the situation and go to the demon world to stir up the world are not within the scope of this 'agreement', right?"
Turning his head to stare at the smiling face full of innocence, it took a long time for Satarando to snort coldly and look away: "Demon." ”