Under the anger of the black shadow Dimon, he immediately fell into a deep silence.

The god of war can't be stepping on its tail, and the reaction to the mention of Carroger's name is so violent...... Il was curious, but he didn't dare to say anything. If it does off and that guy does some vicious magic and causes me to explode to death, it will be more than worth the loss. Il's thought as cold sweat inadvertently slid down his cheeks onto the floor.

"Hey, hey......" Ilr called tentatively.

...... Still silent......

This guy has such a weird temper...... Il's mind came to this conclusion.

Oops! I forgot that I had to help out in the shop. Only then did Il remember that he still had to work in the shop. So, Il, ignoring the silent Dimon, cleaned up casually, and left home in a hurry.

At the grocery store, Ill apologizes to his mother for not showing up to help in the store. Seuss didn't blame Il, but asked him deeply if he was still feeling unwell and needed a day of rest at home.

It seems that my mother was scared a lot in the morning...... Il reproached himself deeply in his heart.

After informing his mother that he was well and that he had rejected the offer to go home and rest, Ill began his day at the grocery store.

......

That night, at the dining table in the living room of the house, Il and his mother were enjoying a delicious dinner. During the day, they learned from some villagers who came to the store that there had been another fatal case in the mine in the western suburbs of the village, and the news had spread far and wide, and because the top management of the mine did not make any statement, it caused a large-scale panic among the people in the village and the merchants who passed by. For the sake of safety, the village had to send guards to enforce martial law, and Yir's father, as the captain of the guards, was naturally even more busy. Secondly, the village also sent a fast horse to report to the relevant leading institutions of Vannar Town in an urgent manner, waiting for the official decision of the higher authorities. Affected by this, the western suburbs of the mine officially stopped production, and the village guards temporarily took over the guards, and no one was allowed to enter without permission.

This is the first time in the history of the village that such strict martial law measures have been put in place, and although the village chief has publicly stated that the village is still safe and everyone should not worry too much, it has not worked well. Now that everyone in the villagers is in danger, and even more so at night, the village of Kamp, which has been quiet and harmonious in the past, seems to be shrouded in a thick ominous atmosphere.

After dinner, Il returned to his room. He could vaguely feel that someone had been killed in the mine this time, and it must have something to do with the black shadow sealed on his body: it couldn't be its accomplices, right? But it warned me not to enter the mine again, why was that? Who was going to kill these innocent miners......

The more Il thought about it, the more entangled he became, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and randomly pulled out an unfinished book from the desk and began to read.

Looking at it, I don't know how long it took, Il's eyes gradually became blurry, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep......

"Hey, boy, hey......"

"Hmm... Hmmm......"

"Hey, boy, wake up......"

"Why didn't you see me sleeping......"

"Hey, rotten wood can't be carved, if you die one day, don't blame Ben Shuai for not telling you in advance. ”

"Death is ...... Die, don't!" Il's eyes snapped open, and a dazzling white glow pierced into his eyes.

"W-where is this?" Il, who came to his senses, first noticed that where he was, there was a dazzling white light everywhere, and this was obviously not his room.

"Here, isn't this the place where you sealed this handsome......?" The familiar words and sinister laughter reverberated in this white world as if they appeared out of thin air.

Needless to ask, Il naturally knew that the owner of the voice was the black shadow Dimon, who claimed to be the marshal of the demon race, but where was this place? I heard it say that it was the place where it was sealed, didn't it say that it was sealed in my body before?Could it be that this is ......

"That's right, this is inside you. "What Il's mind is thinking, it seems that Dimon can indeed feel.

"In my body, why did I get into my body? What part of my body is this? Why is it so bright?" Il thought it was incredible, and asked several questions in succession.

"As I said just now, this is indeed the place where Ben Shuai was sealed, as for how you got in, Ben Shuai can't figure it out, maybe it has something to do with the sealing circle in your body. In the face of Il's cannonball-like questions, Dimon did not show any displeasure, but patiently answered them one by one.

"The sealing formation in my body, you mean I have a magic array in my body?"

"That's right, but to explain the magic circle in your body, you have to start with the magic heart that we haven't talked about before......" Dimon brought up the magic heart that had not been explained clearly in the morning.

"As Ben Shuai said, the internal hierarchical status of the demon clan is divided according to the number of demon hearts. Among them, the Nine Heart Demon King is the strongest, and his status is also the highest and most noble. The second is the person of the demon race who has the number of eight hearts, called the demon god. Black Shadow introduced.

Nine Hearts and Eight Hearts...... It turns out that the division of status levels within the demon clan is so simple, this is too child's play. Il's heart was a little uneasy.

"It's no joke at all! Our demon clan has always respected the strong, and only the strong can have the right to speak and be admired by the lower-class, and this is also the case in human society. Dimon once again felt what Il was thinking, and retorted.

Il's rebuttal was immediately silent. pondered in my heart, what this black shadow said also had a certain truth.

After Dimon corrected Il's erroneous thoughts, he continued: "Don't look at the difference between the nine hearts and the eight hearts, the strength of the two can be described as worlds apart. To take a more specific example, a Nine-Hearted Demon King can easily crush a hundred Eight-Hearted Demon Gods. ”

When Yier heard this, he was taken aback: "Damn, the strength of the demon king is too perverted!"

Dimon agreed: "That's right, the gap in strength is so big. Since the history of our demon race, there have been many eight-hearted demon gods who have tried to cultivate the ninth demon heart, but the final result is either to practice their eight hearts to the point of abandonment, or to lose their minds and make themselves crazy...... However, as long as a clansman can cultivate the ninth demon heart, no matter what his identity is, he will have the qualifications to challenge the current demon king, once the challenge is won, the current demon king must abdicate and make way for Xian, and the newborn nine-heart challenger will become the next new demon king. ”

Immediately afterward, Di Meng said in an extremely reverent tone: "Your father, His Majesty the Demon King, obtained the challenge qualification with the nine demon hearts he cultivated, and defeated the previous demon king in the battle of the demon king, and only then did he ascend to the highest honor throne of the demon race. ”

...... It seems that this black shadow thinks that he must be the son of the demon king. At this point, Il didn't want to waste his energy on the question of whether he was a demon or not, and he had countless questions in his heart that he wanted to get answers from the mouth of this black shadow who called himself a demon handsome.

"So how did the Ninth Demon Heart come to be cultivated?" said Yir intentionally diverting the subject.

Dimon pondered for a while and sighed: "This point has been explored by many people in the clan for many years, but they have not been able to come up with a unified answer, and one of the more reliable words is effort: effort and opportunity. ”

"Uh......" Ilton was speechless for a while, what is the difference between this and those dogmatic ways of becoming talented in real human society...... Saying it is like saying it in vain......

"Then how many demon hearts do you have?" Il asked tentatively, he wanted to know what level this monster in his body belonged to in the demon race.

Il's question seemed to be asked to Dimon's heart, and his mood suddenly became happy, and he happily replied, "Hehehehe...... This question is a good question, even if you don't ask it just now, Ben Shuai is ready to tell you, Ben Shuai is...... Eight-hearted demon god!"