In the city of El, two black-robed figures walked into a tavern, both of them looked strong, but the figure walking in front stood out in particular, and ordinary people stood in front of him like a child. More than two meters tall, the body with a wide door panel looks very intimidating.

And the figure walking behind him, although he is also relatively strong, his strength is only compared to ordinary people.

The two men made a 'clang' sound as they walked, like the sound of metal colliding. And from the silhouette of the two people under the black robes, it can also be seen that these two people are wearing armor.

"Boom!" the two sat at an empty table in the corner.

"What do you want to drink?" said a young waiter with a thin yellow face as he walked up to the two of them.

"Bring me the strongest liquor you've got here. The huge figure made the sound of urns and gasps.

"Okay, please wait!" said the waiter, bowing slightly and walking away.

After the service staff walked away, the relatively thin figure lowered his voice and said, "Teacher, is there really a demonic disaster here?"

"Chances are, there are three places where the organization has calculated that a demonic plague could occur this time, and this is one of them. The strong man said.

"That.... Why don't you want to evacuate the people in the city, and if there is a demonic disaster, you can wait until the demonic plague is over and come back?" said the young man.

The strong man glanced at the young man.

"Do you think the Demonic Disaster is really a natural disaster?"

"Isn't it?" the young man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked rhetorically.

The strong man did not answer the young man's words, and at this time, a waiter came over with a bottle of wine.

The waiter put down the wine, took out two glasses, poured a glass for the two of them, and bowed slightly.

"Guest, what are you calling me again? ”

"Hmm!" the strong man did not speak, but the young man answered.

After that, the waiter left directly.

The strong man picked up a glass of wine, took a sip and said slowly: "And, with our identity, after being exposed, how many people will believe us?"

"We can find the city lord and ask him to mobilize the city guards to help, so that the people can be evacuated temporarily..."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, in that case, what's the difference between us and the demons!" said the strong man in a stern voice!

The young man's body shrank slightly, as if he was afraid of strong men.

After a while, the strong man glanced at the young man, sighed and said, "What you think is too simple, what you said is not that no one has proposed it in the organization, but it will not work." ”

"Where to evacuate the people in the city? The nearest city is hundreds of kilometers away. What are the evacuation methods? Black-scaled horses? Where are we going to find enough horses to move the population of the whole city? Or just stay in the wilderness for a few days? a day, two days? If there is no demon disaster in the end, how will we end up? And most importantly, why should others cooperate with us? Just because we are here to save them? Besides, even we ourselves are not sure that a magic disaster will happen. ”

The strong man's series of questions made the young man speechless, yes, he thought about the question too simply.

After a while, the young man whispered again, "Then what are we going to do?"

Half ringing.

"I told you, who told you that this demon disaster is a natural disaster?" said the big man after taking a sip of wine.

.............

Outside El City, Ron rode on the Abyss Magic Horse, the corners of his mouth curling.

"Can't help it at last?" thought to Ron.

Ron glanced at the two demons behind him, who didn't move at all, and it seemed as if they had reached some kind of agreement.

The five of them had been on the road non-stop for the past few days, and Ron hadn't seen a word of exchange between the two groups.

Was it agreed before they got to the Rigal swamps, or did they have some other means of communication?

"Why?" and without any nonsense, Ron simply asked three words.

"Huh?" the demon youth's tone froze.

"Do you want to die?" said the youth.

Ron was unmoved, not even the expression on his face changed.

"You—" The young man was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by another voice.

"Okay.... What do you want, fellow?" said the demon in a hoarse voice covered in a black robe.

"What do you have to come up with?" said Ron, calmly.

"This...."Suddenly, the black-robed demon threw out a yellowed scroll of animal skin.

Ron's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously flew over to get a skin roll.

At the moment when the other party threw out the animal skin roll, Ron saw his exposed hand, the pitch-black palm, so thin that only skin and bones remained, and the outline of the hand bone was clearly visible.

"It's not normal!" Ron thought to himself, the demon clan of the three tribes, no matter what kind of hand he was, was abnormal.

However, Ron didn't ask, but looked down at the leather scroll in his hand.

Ron glanced at it casually, and was about to say something, when a hoarse voice sounded in the black robe: "If it doesn't work, then there is no need to trade." I don't lack military merits to exchange for 'Demonic Qi Infused Body'!"

Ron swallowed what he was about to say, a look of solemnity in his eyes.

From the guy in the black robe speaking, to the strange 'bone hand' he revealed, a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in Ron's heart.

"There's a problem with this guy!" Ron thought to himself.

The sudden change made Ron feel a little jealous.

Immediately, Ron lowered his head and began to seriously look at the animal skin roll in his hand.

In fact, he had just asked the Black King to record the text on the animal skin scroll, and he showed an attitude of indifference just to see if the other party could come up with other things to exchange.

"Demon Yuan Body!" At the top of the animal skin scroll, these four big characters were written in demon characters.

After reading carefully for a while, Ron's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's not that the thing in his hand is not as valuable as the 'key', but that the value of this thing is far more than the 'key'! Of course, this 'value' is only for Ron.

"Are you really going to trade this thing for this?" Ron asked.

"Yes!" said the demon in the black robe.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ron's mouth, and he said lightly, "Okay!

Ron pulled a wooden box out of his arms and threw it directly at the guy.

"I'll tell you the spell when I'm there. Anyway, the sacrifice must be collected before it can begin. Ron said, looking at the other man.

Wouldn't it be a clear message to the other person if you say the spell now, 'I'm no longer useful, kill me...'

The black-robed man stretched out a black, thin palm, caught the wooden box, and then withdrew his hand.

After thinking for a moment, the black-robed man said, "Okay!"

"When will the other part of the Demon Element be given to me?" Ron only glanced at it, but knew that what he had in his hand was not complete.

"Same. The black-robed man answered.

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