Chapter 17: Finnelle's Hope
In Syrsas, because of the cowardice and incompetence of Cyrinth and Finnile, the 10,000 demon soldiers from the Demon Realm have been enslaving the people here and the eight soldiers who were willing to surrender since they conquered the city of Therocais. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Although 20,000 demon soldiers were transferred here, there were only 30,000 of them, and it sounds incredible that 30,000 demon troops enslaved 80,000 strong elite soldiers of the Underworld Legion, but it is a fact, because the "demeanor" of their ruler is unmatched.
It has been a long time since the leader of the demon clan who came here, the beast rider Mohort Feiya, wanted to build a demon temple in the city of Lao.
Recently, when the Heavenly Demon Temple had just been half-built under the desperate efforts of all human beings, Hultfeia had a new idea. That is the Demon Temple is built, and after he moves in, he will demolish everything in the Grand Plaza of Makorocigas, and then build a new Demon Temple in this vacant location, and only by standing more Demon Temples in this city can the rule of the Great Demon Clan be shown.
There are hideous demon soldiers around the main square of the Sholocigas, and the newly built statue of the god has long been decapitated, and the blue-bodied Ankis monster of Nahotfeia is lying asleep in front of the arched giant door of the Hades Hall, with it guarding here, even the demons dare not approach a single bit.
The base hall of the statue of the god of the gods in the main square of the Shogunate Sigas, since the demons invaded here, it has been the residence of Sirins and Finnile. Cillins stayed here all day, not daring to go out of the main square for a moment, lest he might provoke him by ignoring the order he had shouted and provoking him to anger.
At this time, it was the morning sun, and Cilins sat in agony in front of the bronze mirror of the dresser in the main hall, and when he saw his aging face, and thought of his current situation, he immediately had an urge to die immediatelyβthe barley dog he regarded as a son had already become a delicacy in the mouth of the demons.
Finnier sighed and stood aside, he saw the incompetent and fat Cyrins, and wanted to strangle him to death, but when he saw the chilling demon guards outside the gate, he thought that Cyrins still had some value to deal with the demons, and his anger unconsciously eased.
"King," Finnelle squinted at the demon guard in front of the door and quietly leaned forward, "don't be sad, at this time, you must calm down, the revival of this country is still waiting for you." β
Celins stood up from the dresser, and Fenelle pulled him to the side of the main hall, where the demon guards outside the door couldn't see either.
In order to ensure safety, Fenille looked around again and whispered: "King, if this continues, we will forever become slaves of those wild beasts, and the king has also seen that our people have been brutally slaughtered by them, and they are really like beasts, who do not know any reason at all, and do not know which day, they will be angry, and if it is not good, the superior people of our civilized land will become meat in their stomachs." β
"Then what do you want me to do? "Cirins' hair was unkempt, and it was clear from his voice that he had lost all hope of driving out the demons.
"Listen to me, King," said Fernelle, eager and fearful, "we are not done yet, we still have Admirals of Westwalton and Guffen, and so many soldiers and people, who have been enslaved by these beasts, and I bet they will never want to live like this again, and if we give us an order, they will follow us, and they will definitely rise up with us." β
"Resist," said Cirins weakly, "don't be stupid, stop dreaming, you will die a slower death, and you can sleep and eat something good every day." β
With that, Chillins went back to his chair in front of the dresser and complained to himself.
"I, Silins, am really a bitter king, my father's old man deceived me, and handed over the throne to me when this terrible demon army arrived, so that I suffered the monstrous infamy of destroying the country, and besides, I am already so old, and I have never had eternal life, this is not enough, the women of Silsa are all waste, and have never given birth to an heir with me, will my rest of my years be spent in this endless sorrow?"
Fernille originally thought that Chillens would always be by Hultfia's side, at least he could help him withstand Hottfila, but now it seems that Killins is really useless, and hearing his complaints, Finnille can't help but curse in his heart: "You are getting old and have no heirs, you are doing it yourself! If you do not restrain yourself, then there is only one explanation for all the retribution you have suffered for this: 'You deserve it!'"
"Silins, Silins......" At this moment, the shuddering shouts of Hultfeia were suddenly heard in the hall of Hades.
When Celins heard the voice, he fell to the ground with his chair, and traveled a little distance on the ground like a fat rookie, and then quickly got up and hurried out of the temple.
Finnier stood in place, his heart pounding, every time he heard the roar of the demons, he could be scared half to death, this kind of daily fear life, he could no longer survive, he wanted to leave here immediately, never again fear under the clutches of the devil, and he had already fully prepared for this plan, now, he only hoped that Sirins would not cause trouble for him.
Silins hurried out of the base hall of the statue of the god of Sa, and walked far away with his head bowed, and he didn't dare to look at the demon soldiers guarding the sides. He staggered forward like a sinner, and before he knew it, he had come to the steps of the hall of Hades.
He couldn't see the road in front of him because he was walking with his head down, and the resistance of the steps almost caused him to fall, but fortunately he was quick to react and supported the steps with his strong arms to avoid this disaster, but when he stood up and looked up at the stairs out of breath, the sleeping monster Ankis entrenched in front of the temple gate screamed in fright.
He quickly retreated, unsteadily, and sat on the ground behind him, staring at Ankis, and quickly retreating backwards, until he saw that Ankis was asleep, he stopped in panic, by this time he was already sweating and panting.
"Silins! Silins ......" The shock was settled, and the call of Hotfeia came from the main hall.
Celins slowly got up, his legs trembling, and in the dark hall, in his trembling pupils, there was really a devil who devoured people.
At this time, he suddenly had a feeling that today, he was bound to die a tragic death at the hands of the demons, this feeling made him retreat one after another, but the cry made him dare not move forward, and after struggling for a while, he decided to go to the main hall to listen to Hotfeia's orders as he did every day, and then return safely as every day.
When he arrived at the door of the main hall, he was finally relieved that the beast was still sleeping, and he did not dare to stay here for a moment, so he walked into the main hall quickly.
When he came to the main hall, he immediately knelt down, pressed his head to the ground, and his legs trembled but pretended not to be afraid.
"Lord Hultfia," he asked, "are you calling me, is there something of vital importance that I want to inform those foolish and ignorant slaves?"
Hotfeia leaned on the throne of the main hall and said in a loud voice, "Why are you so late?
"No! With a playful look, Sirins raised his head and said to Hotfila, "You know my heart, how dare I?" Adult, if you have anything to tell you, the little one will be encouraged to complete it. β
"Many of your humans here are hiding underground," Hotfeia stood up and walked to Sillins' side, "Since they don't want to be slaves of our Great Demon Clan, then dig them out and put them to death, our Great Demon Clan has been searching for a long time, but these hateful rats still haven't been able to show up." They are chirping in the underground of the great plains of Itanasus, that are your compatriots, you know their tricks, you find them out at once, and they will be burned to ashes under the thick flames. β
"Yes, yes. Celins got up from the ground and smiled at Hotfia, "Please give me some time, my lord, those people are my people, but they have already betrayed me, damn it, those mobs, what a bunch of damned people who only make trouble, my lord, please believe me, I will definitely pull them out one by one and bring them to you, but, you know, I need time." β
Hotfia stretched out his big hand, grabbed Sillins by the neck, lifted him up and threw him to the ground, and shouted, "In the shortest possible time! β
Sillins hurriedly got up from the ground, knelt on his knees and kowtowed a few times and said, "Yes, my lord, I know, how can this little one not know?"
After that, he retreated and exited the demon temple one after another, and slammed back into the base hall of the god of sass.
In the base hall of the statue of the god of Sa, Cylins had been sitting in front of the bronze mirror of the dresser without saying a word since he returned here, and his expression was dull, as if he was dead.
Fenille watched curiously, unaware of what had just happened to make Cillins look like this.
"King," he shouted softly, and seeing that Sirins did not react, he glanced at the demon guards guarding the temple gate, and cautiously walked towards Sirins.
"What's wrong with you, Wang?" he asked, pausing step by step.
"Ahh......h
A glimmer of hope flashed in his confused eyes, "Yes, yes, yes, it's West Tuolie, and there's General Chivero, where are the two of them now." β
Celins stepped forward and grabbed Fenile's hands and said, "Do you know where are my lords, my two brave generals?"
"Say no more. Finnier gagged Cilins's mouth, waited for him to regain his composure, and whispered to him: "King, what are you doing? Do you want the demons to hear your words? Then the two of us are really finished, the two of us still have to survive, we have great power in our hands, and there will be many happy days to live in the future, eating, drinking, beautiful women, everything belongs to us, don't you want it?"
Celins gradually calmed down.
"This country is mine, of course I want it, these things are what we should have. β
"Well," Fenille whispered, "then let's be calm, calm, and don't let the stupid demons see or hear, let them notice, and we'll do our thing quietly, and we'll be able to get out of here, and then find your two brave generals and defeat them." β
"Defeat them?" the desert in Cillins' eyes seemed to appear as an oasis and flashed with hope.
"Hmm. Fenille nodded boldly, "They are nothing more remarkable than us, we can beat them, but we overlooked them and gave up the chance to defeat them." β
"Can we defeat them?" asked Cillins, incredulously.
"Of course, king, believe it. "But before we do that, we have to be ready." β
"No," said Cillins in trepidation, "we have to complete the task given to us by Hultfeia before we are ready, or we will not have a chance to prepare." β
"What task?" asked Finnier.
"It's to help the demons find the humans hiding underground. Cilins whispered, "Find them and hand them over to the demons so that we can survive, the demon army stationed here has been busy with this matter for a few days, and they regard this matter as crucial." β
"My city lord," Cirins swallowed, "now you are the only one who can solve my problems, do you know where I am going to look for it? If I can't find it, I will have to die, and after I die, you may not live long." β
"Do you want us to look outside?" asked Finnier.
"Yes," Cillins sighed, "it's a real headache, why do I have to do such a thing?"
"Going outside?" said Fernelle, who was immediately relieved when he heard the news, and after a moment of thought, he put on a confident look, "rest assured, king, that this matter will be left to me, and I know where the humans are hiding." β
"Really?" Cillins' sorrow vanished.
"Seriously, you just wait for my good news. Ferniller smiled.
"You're my right-hand man!" Sillins was so excited as he shook Fennel's hand, and almost burst into tears...... (To be continued.) )