"This curse is familiar. The Grand Duke of Purgatory frowned after a long absence, could it be said that even the Grand Duke of Purgatory was helpless against this curse? At this moment, the Grand Duke of Purgatory's brows relaxed again, and Carlos, who was so startled, felt that he was under a lot of pressure in his heart.

"Speaking of laziness, isn't that guy the first thing that comes to mind in hell? And he is very good at changing himself, hippos, elephants, whales, dogs, foxes, wolves, this is what mortals have seen of him, and I would not be surprised if it were him, after all, he does like to make such excessive jokes. "The Grand Duke of Purgatory thought of a fellow.

"The Lazy Demon King Behemoth!" Carlos instantly thought of a demon god, and only that demon god can make people weak and lazy, Behemoth is the demon god who rules the original sin of laziness, and is also the ruler of all beasts, with ever-changing abilities, he often appears in front of others in the form of different giant beasts, and only few people know what his real body looks like.

"It should be him, I'll try to ask him, Carlos, you and your friends don't be inhibited, treat this place as your own home, you can use everything in the guest room at will." The Grand Duke of Purgatory nodded, he tried to communicate with Behemoth telepathically but found that he was unilaterally shielded by him, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be, this matter may be weird, he gave up the idea of sending others to find Behemoth, and planned to go to Behemoth's territory to find out for himself.

"Please. Carlos didn't know when he had provoked a powerful demon god like Behemoth, was it really just a prank? Carlos pondered, he thought that it might be far from that simple.

The Grand Duke of Purgatory left, and Gordestal pushed him out of the hospital bed, carefully took out the key and locked the door, and then led him to the guest room in the tower.

"Don't think about so many things that you don't have, just let everything go naturally, I believe that His Highness Purgatory can solve all this perfectly, after all, he is a real hero, oh no, it's a bit weird to call a hero, it should be a great man, it doesn't seem right, it's a little out ......of line" Grega Staph began to chew on the words, but she finally shut up after talking to herself.

As Carlos came to the guest room, Hillariel and Michelle, who were staying in the room, stood up with worried faces, Borrog was eating prepared snacks, and Steele was continuing to sleep, I have to say that Carlos is really sometimes envious of the two beasts who have always been carefree, and sometimes it's really not good to know too much.

This time, he really lay down for some reason, could it be that someone saw that he was now in the limelight and jealous? But he Carlos has never been in the limelight, and there are still many hidden enemies of his own, and he can't confirm whether the previous pretender is friend or foe for a while, and he doesn't understand what the pretender wants to do.

Then he was very well taken care of, not only Michelle, but also Hilarily became gentle after a long time, and would feed him something to eat, if he wasn't too lazy to even chew and swallow now, maybe he would really like this kind of life of stretching out his hands to eat, at least he can live a very comfortable life.

During this period, he didn't try to mobilize energy such as scarlet magic or dream power to save himself, but it didn't work, the special energy in his body (dream power and nuclear energy) and blood (scarlet magic) also seemed to be infected by laziness, and it was difficult for him to mobilize them who slept like dead pigs, yes, these energies were like falling asleep, and they fell into a dead silence completely.

Carlos was barely able to mobilize a trace of spirit after focusing on them like a stone sinking into the sea, these energies are like sleeping in the past, his body is only kept alive to a minimum extent, the physical body has not been affected in any way, what he is really affected is the energy and soul, Carlos has a headache, the physical problem is far easier to solve than the soul problem, no matter how bad it is, you can make a new body by yourself, but the soul is not easy to rectify.

I don't know if there will be any danger in using the memory group to read the memory at this time, Carlos feels that his mental power has not been affected, but most of them have fallen into a deep sleep, and the amount he can mobilize is very small, which is undoubtedly a very uncomfortable thing, just like a treasure keeper who has an empty treasure mountain and cannot open it, he can only watch but not move.

Carlos finally dismissed the idea of dying, and he knew if he would be able to mentally resist the countless temptations and emotional intrusions in his memory, and if he got lost in the memory of the demon mage, he would die.

"I'm back. The Grand Duke of Purgatory flew back into the tower, his face was somehow wearing a hideous and terrifying ghost mask, and the cold voice made Carlos frown, it shouldn't be like this, this Grand Duke of Purgatory has something weird.

"Be careful, this guy is not the Grand Duke of Purgatory!" he and Gejia Taaff shouted at the same time, this sentence undoubtedly made the fake Grand Duke of Purgatory angry, his eyes released a terrifying red light, his body began to become distorted and grotesque, and the terrifying gray mist was released from his body, and Gejia Tav immediately spewed out a high-temperature magic fire, which temporarily blocked the gray mist from diffusing towards them.

Carlos directly used all his strength to resist the lazy mood and pushed to the right, and the bed was overturned to the ground by the sudden force belt, and countless pitch-black high-pressure liquids splashed out of the dense fog and were completely blocked by the bed board.

Hilarily unleashed countless pitch-black hands towards the black mist from all directions, and Borog roared and was about to rush up but was stopped by Steele, because there was also a gray mist behind them, and Michelle was now trying to release a scorching flame to eliminate the gray mist.

"This weird mist? Is this guy a type of Dream Demon?" Grega Taph frowned, the space in the guest room was not large, and it was impossible for a guy like her, Borog, and Steele to fully unleash it, but the Dream Demon, whose body could transform between virtual and real and possessed all kinds of mysterious powers, was very easy to besiege in a narrow terrain.

"The enemy should be the Dream Demon, but the gap between me and my race is too great, and even the life forms and energies of the two sides are completely different. Hilariel frowned, how difficult the Dream Demon was to entangle, she had the most say among the people present, even if she couldn't beat the Dream Demon, it would be very easy to run.