The black hunting boots stepped on the soft snow, leaving a clear trail of footprints. Migratory birds www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion fly up from the fir forest in the distance, tirelessly fighting the north wind in the air.

"Alas, just by looking at the tastes of these believers, one can imagine what the hillbillies in the Nether are like, and I am ashamed to be in the company of such creatures. ”

Looking at the dark cave under the hill, Mephistopheles said disdainfully.

If he hadn't known that this was the hiding place of those degenerates, he would have subconsciously used it as an exit from a cave made by a roe deer.

"Gnomes can't stand such a narrow entrance, I really don't know how these poor insects get in and out of it naturally, hmph, low reptiles!"

Mephistopheles was dressed like a lord on a touring day: a gown with dark silver patterns on pitch-black fabric, a mythril cane inlaid with light blue gems, soft, high-waisted deerskin hunting boots, and a pure gold sword hanging from her waist. From afar, the Earl looked like a male peacock dancing in the sun.

Matching the dress on his body was his expression, and the friendly smile had disappeared from the handsome face, replaced by a look of three points of arrogance and seven points of contempt, as if he was saying to the people around him all the time: "You are a group of turtles!"

In fact, Mephistopheles valued the demons who lived in the battle all day long, and was also extremely jealous of the cultists who didn't even care about their own lives. But fear is fear, after Mephistopheles used that ability, what outlaws, what madmen, in front of the nobility he deliberately revealed, were all paper tigers!

That's right, this gesture is just an outward manifestation of Mephistopheles' ability, and it doesn't mean that he has really lost his mind.

Arrogance, a desire for an extreme obsession with self that arises from overconfidence, is undeniably powerful as one of the four abilities that Mephistopheles has fully mastered.

Although Mephistopheles's avatar needs an external medium to use this ability due to the problem of strength, compared to the effect it brings, some side effects are just a small flaw on the surface of the gem.

As an avatar, Cherno can fully exert the power of the body, but due to the difference in some preconditions, if the same ability wants to be used, it will have to pay some price.

For example, the ability "Arrogance" requires the user to compare the mentality of the enemy, and then gain infinite self-confidence, which will give the user great power.

In other words, as long as Mephistopheles really feels that the god is a "local chicken tile dog", and his strength has reached the point where he can change the rules, then even if he is indeed not as strong as this god, the other party will become a real "local chicken tile dog" under the restrictions of the rules. Of course, this is only for him.

However, if you want to make yourself really not take the gods seriously, I'm afraid you have to get Io's level, right?

Although this ability is a bit of a chicken for dealing with powerful gods, "Arrogance", as a rule force close to the middle level, is still a great help to Mephistopheles in the early stage.

To put it bluntly, the ability of "arrogance" is to find a sense of existence, and the more you feel that the other party is inferior to you, the stronger you are.

If it's Mephistopheles ontology, of course, there's no problem. You must know that the identity of his body is the Ancestor Devil, regardless of his true strength, the life form is the same as that of gods and high-level demons.

With such an identity, it is not difficult to develop an attitude of contempt for other beings.

But Mephistopheles's incarnation is different, he is refined with the origin of human life, even if he looks like a devil, but in terms of life level, he is also at the same level as ordinary humans, even if it stimulates the so-called silver bloodline.

In other words, as long as Mephistopheles's body does not descend to the incarnation in the form of possession, but is only manipulated by the main consciousness, then Count Chenault is a somewhat strange human being, and it is impossible to come to other conclusions even in the face of the gods.

Naturally, this "human" incarnation could not devour the soul like the main body, in fact, the fragments of desire he absorbed were transmitted to the main body through the connection between the two, and he himself could not absorb and refine it.

It is naturally not easy to despise demons as a "human", just like an ancient and powerful royal family can despise a merchant as an outburst, and an ordinary person is fine, but it is undoubtedly easier to obtain the power brought by "arrogance".

That's why Mephistopheles' incarnation behaves like this.

In any case, he would not choose the way of being possessed by the body to achieve victory easily unless he had to, because this was an experience to stimulate the potential of the incarnation.

Mephistopheles walked down the hill and headed towards the gloomy cavern.

He made no secret of his whereabouts and intentions, as if he were not going to fight, but to accept the surrender of the weak.

It is impossible for the Fallen to be unprotected from their lair, on the contrary, there are dozens of vigilant circles buried beneath the snow directly opposite the cave, but none of them have any effect.

Quite simply, because in Mephistopheles' eyes, these magic arrays made of improvised materials were just a pile of garbage, so they really became a pile of garbage, at least for the arrogant Earl.

As seen from the top of the hill, the entrance to the cave is not large.

Entering and exiting the cave requires bending and walking slowly, and in this case, no intruder will survive the guards hiding behind the cave entrance unless they are extremely strong.

However, the small entrance of the cave did not hinder the Earl in the slightest, and it seemed to him that it was not a matter of course for the door to be wide open to greet him.

Therefore, he walked into the cave in such a grand manner, without even lowering his head, and as for the unreasonableness in it, he had long since succumbed to the rule of arrogance.

Belch...... In fact, even without the ability of "arrogance", it would not be too difficult for the Earl to enter the cave, after all, he was only twelve years old.

The guards hiding behind the entrance of the cave knelt on the cold ground, holding a long dagger in their hands, and looked at the entrance of the cave vigilantly.

They didn't notice Mephistopheles, or they didn't think there was anything wrong with Mephistopheles swaggering in. At this time, the Earl was like the midday sun, dazzling and dazzling, as if everything in the world was going to yield to his willfulness.

However, the Earl, who was ignored by the guards, had no intention of sparing these two enemies.

He stood beside them, looked at his body tense because of constant vigilance, and let out a cold snort: "Two lowly maggots!"

Then the Count drew the sword from his waist, slashed them around their necks, put them back into their sheaths, and headed into the depths of the cavern without looking back.

And behind him, two degenerate people who had already aroused their fighting spirit, like broilers whose trachea had been cut off by a butcher, fell helplessly to the ground, struggling in vain.

Subsequently, the struggle turned into convulsions, and as time passed, their convulsions became weaker and weaker, apparently at the end of their lives.

The two guards who had stepped over the pro-rank gate were buried forever in the darkness, and until the end, they had not been able to make a sound enough to alert their companions......