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On top of the collapsed pillar sat a lonely figure, looking at the sky, and the rain slowly falling.

The wind whimpered, and lifted his long narrow cloak, revealing a large knife, silent and low.

Next, the crimson goblin Valdés stood respectfully, surrounded by various demon troops, forming a phalanx, solemn and terrifying.

Phew――

A black shadow in mid-air turned into a stream of light, and in an instant, it came to the ruins.

Grant stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and suddenly the black shadow stopped suddenly, and a pair of hook-like claws firmly clamped the knuckles.

"Squeak!"

It was a petite bat with golden hair on the tips of its ears, a pair of dark blue eyes that were strange and mysterious, and even more peculiar were the four sets of wings on its back!

Eight-winged ghost bat!

A precious scout creature in the Demon Race, with a speed comparable to that of a Legendary-level warrior!

"It's really useless, but I'm getting more and more interested. Skarna, the guy you picked is really good. Grant muttered to himself, the lazy aura on his body became fierce, and with a flick of his fingers, the eight-winged ghost bat suddenly disappeared in place without a trace.

"Your Excellency. Seeing Grant's movements, Valdés respectfully asked.

"Your doorman has been dealt with, now, bring those little ones back. Remember, I'm going to live, do you know what I mean?" Grant turned and leaped, and landed firmly on the ground with a click, and the majesty of his faint words was revealed.

"Of course I understand!" Valdés was full of excitement, and quickly commanded several demons behind him.

Whoosh!

The demon soldiers moved up and marched towards the square.

"We'll meet again soon, little one. The corners of Grant's mouth were slightly raised, and his grim face was bewitching and ghostly.

Rumble!

To the east of the square, a huge explosion rose and fell, accompanied by screams and screams.

"What's going on?" Valdés grimaced, his fists creaking, and his heart was depressed. Finally, a big man came, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen one after another.

Grant narrowed his thin eyes and smiled slightly, "Valdés, don't worry about her, it's important to get down to business." ”

"Yes, sir!"

・・・・・・

In front of the closed door, the form became more and more severe, and Hercule's mood was by no means as calm as it appeared.

Whew――

Three figures streaked across the sky, and the coercion they brought also made the soldiers below unable to move.

"Yes?" Hercule's heart trembled, why did these three come?

"Hercule!" The first to land on the ground was an old man with a white beard and white hair, his face was ruddy, he was dressed in a silver soft magician's robe, he held a long wooden staff in his left hand, and an ancient book inlaid with a gemstone cover in his right hand.

"Dean Maithers!" Hercule, who had never been a proper person in the past, was surprisingly serious, and walked towards the old man with the etiquette of a mage.

Maxus Kupol, Dean of Lyremagis Academy!

Undoubtedly, he was one of the pinnacles of Docko, the entire province and the entire empire, and a symbol of Lylmagis.

As he grew older, Maxes gradually entrusted his duties to the following branch deans, and lived in seclusion all year round. What happened now that made this old man willing to leave the academy?

"Hercule, long time no see. The next man was a stout middle-aged man with long brown and black hair draped behind his back and a simple warrior's attire.

"Oh Hercule, may the light of the God of Light shine upon you. The last man was a young man with flowing blond hair and a handsome and sunny face.

"I've seen Executive Cade!Deacon Kroll!" Hercules saluted slowly.

Kade Duoduo, the Supreme Executive of Doke City appointed by the Gama Empire!

Kroll Crowe, the black-clad deacon of the Holy See of Doco of Light!

These three were arguably the most powerful people in Doco City, and their simultaneous presence meant that some kind of terrible accident had happened in the Gray Smoke Ruins.

"To make a long story short, according to the information we have so far, the Black-Feathered Knight of the Knight's Throne, Otlanvedo, appeared in the Black Forest half an hour ago, and now I'm afraid he has entered the ashes of the ruins!" said Cade, frowning.

"What?, the Black Feather Knight?" Hercules was taken aback, he had thought it was just a normal nest riot, but Cade's words shattered his perception completely.

Who is Grant the Black Feather Knight? That's the strongest knight under the knight's throne! The Black Knife of the Twelve Immortal Nights - the master of the prison! The existence that occupies the top ten on Erlo's wanted list all year round! He is also known as a legendary and invincible figure! A demon with an unknown amount of blood on his hands!

"To be honest, even if the three of us join forces, we won't necessarily be able to keep him. Maisers sighed.

"Are those guys at the border line eating/, why are you letting him in?" said Hercule.

"Leave him in the lair no matter what! I've reported it to the council, and I'm sure help is on the way!" Kroll muttered.

"Hergri, activate the emergency entrance, and destroy the nest once our breath of life is gone!" Maxes stared at the closed door.

"What? how can this be?" Hagrid raised his hand tremblingly, the last resort to open the nest at the emergency entrance was a huge consumption, and it was not allowed to be opened as a last resort. And destroying the nest is a means to prevent a big riot, and the three of Maxers are obviously holding the heart of death!

"Dean, not to mention that even if you do this, you may not be able to keep Grant!"

"What am I afraid of when I'm old?Hercule, if I'm unfortunate enough to die in battle, then you can take over as Dean of Lyll Magis. Maxes smiled lightly, and there was no fear of death in his countenance.

"Alright, Hercule, it's our choice. Cade patted him on the shoulder, "We are the patron saints of Doco City, the last line of defense, how can we see him fall?

"Throwing yourself into the arms of the god of light is the ultimate destination of a believer. "Kroll has no sorrow or joy.

"If we fail, Hercules you are the guardian of Docco!" said Maxhers.

"I see, if you want to destroy Doc, step over my corpse!" Hagli waved his hand in silence.

The hidden magic array on the side gradually rose, the energy crystal was consumed in an instant, and the closed door finally opened a small opening, and the three of them did not hesitate to burrow into it, turning into a streamer and leaving.

"Ello!" Hercules muttered.

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In the square, the number of demons gathered was more than nine-tenths of the entire lair, and it was more like a grand gathering.

"Let's go!" a jerky roar fluttered in the air in the square, it was a black monster, humanoid, half-demon species.

Click!

A tower-like figure staggered along, and he glared angrily at the demons around him. How he wanted to wield his great shield and slaughter all the dregs, but the thick chains on his body completely interrupted all his hopes.

In comparison, the two thin figures behind them were more calm and composed, and they silently watched the movement around them.

That's right, these three people are Ike and the others who are preparing to cross the Victory Square in Malraux. But it's a pity that as soon as I entered the city, I was surrounded by a large number of demons, and after a hard fight, I was still captured.

"My lord, everyone has brought it. Valdés glanced at the three humans behind him and said respectfully to Grant.

"Good. Grant's slender fingers lightly touched his chin and raised a strange smile.

"My lord, why don't you kill these three little ghosts. Valdés couldn't help but ask.

"Are you questioning me?" said Grant.

"Of course not, Valdés didn't dare. ”

"In that case, then do as I say, you should know what will happen to the disobedient ones in the demon clan. Grant's tone was as cold as winter, and like a blade of ice, piercing people's bone marrow.

"Grant!" Ike, who had been extremely calm, instantly turned red in the eyes the moment he saw this guy.

"Meet again, after eight years, your appearance really hasn't changed at all. Grant strode with his hands in his leather trouser pockets, and came to Ike with a wicked smile and a black pendant swaying on his chest.

"Didn't expect me to fall into your hands. Ike stared at him indifferently, cold and palpitating.

"Do you know why I didn't let them kill you?" Grant's fingers tapped rhythmically on his thighs, quite playful.

Ike frowned, he couldn't figure out what Grant really thought in his heart, was it for the evil hell monarch in his body?

It's been eight years, and it's not like he's not worried, after all, as a survivor of Demuiran Island, he's inherited the power of the Root Hell Sovereign. Let's not talk about whether the demons will let him go, even those crazy lichs will look for him, but the strange thing is that he spent eight years safely!

Everything about Demuilan Island is like a stone sinking into the sea, hidden in the long river of history.

"I'm feeling bored, how about playing a game with you?" said Grant condescendingly as he walked up to Ike.

Looking at this guy who took the life of the man he respected the most, Ike bit his lip tightly, "What game?"

"In the game of death, the stakes are your life and that of your two buddies, and of course, if you succeed, I'll give you a big surprise!" Grant patted Ike on the shoulder.

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Ike sneered.

"No, this is your only chance to live!"

Ike was silent, his eyes burning with fire.

"Do you think I'm doing this too much, are you scolding me in your heart? Why do you want to leave you a chance?"

"I know what Skarna is to you, because I know the whole thing!"

"I know how much you hate me and want my life. ”

"But I still want to give you a chance, give you a fair chance, of course, this opportunity requires you to fight with your life!

"What's the value? a value that excites me, doesn't get too boring!"

"Hahahaha!"