Chapter 70: The Winged Demon

Morey is not a sadist, mainly because this big-faced monster is really annoying, so he has the idea of greeting him. Now that he felt that the anger was almost sprinkled, he asked with a strong 'click' in his hand, and roughly lifted Pipiru's chin. "I ask you, who sent you here to capture slaves?"

However, a foul smell suddenly wafted out, Morey was startled and looked down, and found that this servant demon leader had actually **, and the whole person rolled his eyes very simply, as if he was in shock.

"The core of the servant is the head, and it actually takes a lot more damage than it seems. Elliot seemed to have guessed Morey's thoughts, struggling to brace himself up. "You can rest assured that even if these slave trappers are all wiped out, no one will pursue them. ”

Morey breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and now he really didn't dare to cause trouble in hell. When the battle was over, the two minotaurs cowered and walked from the corner, their eyes full of fear. They didn't care who was dead or who lived, but they couldn't help but tremble in their legs when they saw Morey kill those servants neatly.

They were all covered with whip marks, and in some places the skin and flesh were rolled up, although Morey also didn't have a good impression of the Minotaur, but looking at Pipiru's disgusting face, he still couldn't help but kill with intent, and he had to use force in his hands.

"Wait a minute!" Elliot's face was complicated, and his heart struggled with pride and hatred. But in the end, he gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a bang. "Can you let me come!"

"Okay. Morey glanced at Elliot meaningfully, threw Pipiru aside, and went about scavenging the corpses.

Elliot looked at Pipiru, who was slumped on the ground, with crazy hatred in his eyes, and grabbed the steel fork on one side of the ground

Morey endured his nausea and searched for the corpses of the servants, who turned back into the demon body after death. It's some monster with a huge head, no torso, extremely slender limbs, and saliva dripping from the mouth, which is very disgusting. In fact, Morey doesn't know if the demon has currency, but after all, he doesn't know anything when he first comes to hell, so don't care if it's useful or not, it's definitely right to pick up what he sees. What they can carry with them should have some value.

It's a pity that these demons are really poor jingle, except for the clothes, they are still a little valuable, but Morey is not a pervert who picks up clothes when he sees them. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way, the devil would be willing to wear something that the servant demon had worn through.

And these clothes are either stained with blood or destroyed, and only one is not satisfactory. Morey felt a little disgusted, but he still stuffed it into his magic pocket, and he planned to add another one to his cloak to save himself a gust of wind and expose himself again.

Except for the three black stones found on the leader of the servant demon before, the other servant demons had nothing of value, and Morey couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart.

The two poor minotaurs hugged each other and trembled, watching Morey swagger and loot the corpses so violently - this guy didn't even let go of his clothes! Seeing this, their hearts were a little cold, and they covered their clothes with fear on their faces, for fear that Morey would notice them.

Morey would have vomited blood in frustration if he knew what they were thinking, but a few pieces of paper had caught his attention now. These are three pieces of magic paper made of an unknown material, which have a leathery texture to the touch. There is a black strange magic circle painted on it, and the middle part of the pattern is like a whirlpool, as if there is a drop of blood rotating in the center, but if you touch it with your hands, you can only feel the feeling of paper, but if it is painted, it is too realistic.

Two of them wore a black chain in the lower left corner, while the other was a delicate sky-blue chain with extremely fine engravings that seemed to glow with blue electricity. Although it is relatively thin, the magic fluctuations on it are significantly stronger than the other two. Seeing this chain, Morey's face couldn't help but become solemn, even if he specialized in magic carving, he couldn't even see how the carving on this chain was carved, and he couldn't help muttering to himself. "What is this?"

"It's a slave contract. Elliot walked over with a complicated expression.

A steel fork was stuck diagonally in the distance, blood dripping from it, and Pipiru's body had been dismembered.

Seeing Morey watching Pipiru's corpse, Elliot couldn't help but look back again. Hatred, relief, and amazement, all kinds of emotions were mixed in Eliot's mind, and in the end he just sighed. "My name is Elliot, and I am a slave to this contract. ”

Eliot said, already with mixed feelings in his heart, he understood that from now on Morey was the owner of this contract. "I remember you have something to ask?"

"I see," Morey nodded thoughtfully, looking at the contracts. "I'm going to the volcano, but I don't know how to get in, you know?" said Morey, pausing at this point, and continued. "If you're willing to lead the way for me, it's okay to remove this slave mark from you. ”

This sentence really shocked Elliot, but he still asked in a somewhat dry voice. "Why?"

"How about a reason to make you lead the way more attentively?" said Morey, unconcerned.

In fact, the main reason is that after a while, sooner or later you will have to return to the world, what's the use of asking for slaves here. What's more important is that Morey is not a demon in the first place, and he is a little weak in his heart, and he is always a little worried about whether there will be any flaws in his body, and if someone finds out that he is a human in hell, it will be quite interesting.

But the first thing that came to Elliot's mind at this time was whether Morey would be lying to him! But this idea was immediately thrown away by him, the slave contract was in his body, and there was nothing to do his best, so even if he might be deceived, there was no reason not to do it!

"Okay, I promise! But you have to think about it, and when I break the contract, don't expect me to obey you!" Elliot gritted his teeth, knowing that it was irrational to say this, but the pride of the Winged Demon Clan still made it impossible for him to grovel. "I have the bloodline of a Winged Demon, and it is absolutely impossible to follow a weak Flame Demon, even if you look special!"

After saying these words, Elliot held his back straight, but he had a vague regret in his heart - what if he was provoked?

"Yes, I don't need anyone to follow, it's too much trouble. Morey said indifferently, and casually pulled off the chains and put them in his magic pocket.

Morey actually cares more about these chains than slaves, although they are not magic patterns, but they also have good reference value.

"I've always been the talker, and you're free. ”

Elliot thought of countless possibilities in his heart, but he didn't expect Morey to undo the contract on the spot!

Elliot was already stunned, and the two minotaurs were stunned, then they roared excitedly and hugged each other, and the bull's eyes were full of tears. They had been in despair since the moment they were enslaved, and they never thought they would be free!

"You're breaking the contract now, aren't you afraid that I won't lead the way?!" Elliot said in surprise.

"Don't lead the way?" Morey pouted. "You just try!"

"You seem to be underestimating me too much. Elliot gave Morey a deep look, then slowly bent down and curled up. The lightning chains on his wings lost their luster and disappeared into the air with bits of magical power, while his body began to change as the restraints were untied!

The huge black wings slowly stretched out, and when they reached their maximum, the wingspan reached nearly five meters, and Elliot's body began to transform back into the body of the Wing Demon, and his clothes were shattered on the spot by the suddenly spread wings.

The pitch-black feathers quickly covered his knees, thighs, lower abdomen, and behind his waist grew a black tail feather like a falcon, but it was mixed with some blood-red long feathers. His shoulders, neck, and head were completely ornate red feathers, a pair of vertical pupils were blood-red, and in the center of his eyebrows grew a pitch-black gem.

Downwards of the knees changed dramatically, starting from the calves, and the feet became thinner and longer, and finally turned into slender black claws. The claws were unusually sharp and looked very powerful, and as Elliot spread his wings and floated, the claws were only hanging casually, but they vaguely exuded the aura of a murder weapon.

Recovering in the form of the Winged Demon, Elliot was suspended in the sky, only to feel the power gradually return to his body.

When all the changes were done, Elliot opened his eyes, staring straight at Morey, already proud and sharp, and there seemed to be some provocation in it. Most of his chest, face, and arms are in the form of a human being, and the whole looks more like a human with the characteristics of a bird of prey. It has to be said that Elliot is the closest thing Morey has ever seen to a demon in human form.

Elliot held his head up proudly and looked down at Morey in the sky. "Do you understand now, it's too late to regret it! Well, it's just a low-level fire demon, but he may not recognize my form. But I also have my pride, and since you have broken my contract as promised, then I will definitely escort you to complete your business with all my might. But remember, I don't have anything to do with you after that!"

"Good. Morey said helplessly. "All you have to do is lead the way!"

Although he was glad to be free, Elliot was a little unhappy when he heard Morey's tone—as if he had been underestimated!

"Do you know what you've given up, but that doesn't mean I'm so arrogant, I think I'll have to teach you a good lesson first!" said Elliot coldly. "Of course I'll show you the way as promised, but until then, I didn't say I couldn't fix you!"

has always been called inferior and inferior, even if Morey knows that he is not a demon, he can't help but be a little angry. Seeing that Elliot seemed to be eager to try, Morey couldn't help but have a fighting spirit in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"It's okay to have a fight if you want, and I also want to see why the Winged Demon can be called a high demon!" Morley paused and continued. "The reason why I will abolish the slave contract is just because I am not happy with this thing, you don't really have to worry too much!"

Hearing Morey's displeasure with the slave contract, Elliot's face looked a little better, but he still said proudly. "I'll be careful and try not to hurt you!"

"Come on, then!" Morey laughed, and with a burst of pride in his heart, he tore the slave contract in half!

"Wait!!" Elliot's face changed in fright, but it was too late! A mouthful of blood spurted out! Elliot shook in the air, and then fell to the ground with a languid face, turning back into human form.

"What's wrong with you?" Morey startled.

"I said," Elliot looked at Morey with a very complicated look. "Brother, I don't know if this thing can't be torn casually!"

Morey smirked twice. "Hehehehehehe, I don't know. I'm so sorry about that, are you okay?"

"How long have you been since you were born?" said Elliot, who sat on the ground with a pale face, looking so weak that he couldn't move for a while.

There was a common-sense mistake, and Morey couldn't help but blush, "Well, it's been about a month." After all, he was still embarrassed to say that it was only three days.

Elliot was another mouthful of old blood that almost spurted out.

"Forget it!"