Chapter IV: Status
In the following period, Mostima took Weston around a few more "attractions" that were considered to be in hell.
The hell volcano that burns all year round, the hellfire burns in the entire volcano all year round, and this is the group of the hell dwarves, a relatively special race in the demon race. These guys are not tall, but they have a lot of tempers, and they are the strongest in the whole hell.
In addition to the volcano, Weston also admired the Sea of Hell, and also saw the special creatures in the Sea of Hell, the skeleton creatures.
Like a Muggle necromantic creature, this creature has no flesh, its whole body is white and bone-like, and the eyes of two black holes glow with two green glows, which is very unique.
However, Mostima also said that this creature can only be regarded as a watch, and it has no combat ability, and in hell, it is basically useless, and no one wants to run to the edge of the sea of hell to see a group of skeletons.
Combat ability, this is the most important thing in hell!
The two of them flew all the way, Weston obviously felt that the time should have passed a day, but the thing in the sky that I didn't know if it was the sun or the moon had not changed, neither rising nor setting.
Intrigued, he asked Mostima this question.
"That's what you say?" Mostima glanced up and explained with a smile, "Speaking of which, this one has something to do with your father, who created it. ”
"My father?" Weston was a little confused, "This also has something to do with him?" ”
"Of course!" Mostima sneered, "You don't think your father's Lord of Hell was only made by strength, do you? ”
That's what I thought! Weston smiled wryly, but didn't speak.
"Your father, it can be said that all aspects are perfect, whether it is wisdom or strength, creativity is the most powerful person in hell, when our brothers came to hell, hell was not as prosperous as it is now, all the brothers in the creation of creatures, which one did not get your father's guidance?!"
"Not only that, but even the concept of management of Hell City was put forward by your father, I have to say. If it weren't for your father's laziness and let him be the lord of hell, no one would have an opinion! Including our big brother is the same! ”
Speaking of Belier, Mostima's eyes were full of reverence.
Is it so powerful? Weston was stunned when he heard this, this is the proper behavior of the protagonist! Could it be that his cheap dad is the real protagonist, and he is just a misunderstanding?
"Let's not talk about that, look, we've arrived, this is the closest city to hell on earth, Basel." Mostima pointed ahead, motioning for Weston to take a look.
Weston looked at it intently, and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.
Although the distance is not close, the city of Basel is clearly visible. From a distance, the whole city looks like a black giant beast crawling on the ground, and there is no decoration on the tall city walls, showing the simplicity and atmosphere.
Huge skulls like dragon bones were lined up on the walls, evenly placed on top of the walls, and behind the skulls stood tall soldiers.
Weston could see clearly that the soldiers looked exactly like humans, the only difference was that they all had horns on their foreheads, some of them were one, some were two, and some were even three.
This must be the demon race in hell! Weston speculated.
"Let's just fly in, this is the privilege of the fallen angels!" Mostima spoke, and took the lead in flying towards the city.
"Who?" The guards on the city walls suddenly shouted.
"It's me!" Mostima snorted, Jun's face was full of coldness, not at all the kindness he had when he talked to Weston.
"Lord Mostima!" When the guard saw Mostima's face clearly, he got down on one knee and bowed his head in salute.
"Hmm!" Mostima nodded and said in a cold voice, "This is the prince of our fallen angel clan, the son of the vice-monarch of Belier, do you want me to teach you how to do it?" ”
The prince of the fallen angels? Beryl's son? The guards were stunned when they heard these words, and after seeing Weston's face clearly, they froze for a moment, got down on their knees, slammed their heads directly on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Welcome back, Your Highness!" ”
One by one, the guards knelt on the ground, like dominoes, one by one, from the walls to the bottom, and finally the whole city knelt down, and the black pressed one.
"Look, kid, they're all welcoming you back!" Mostima looked at Weston with a smile, "This is who you are, noble and extraordinary, born above all beings!" You can easily take their lives with just one word of yours! ”
Weston watched the scene in silence, I have to say, it is really very tempting, even his heart has some waves at this time.
What a temptation to have this kind of power! Weston sighed to himself.
Eventually, he raised his head, looked at the people who were bowing, and sighed, "Get up, do what you have to do!" ”
Well? Mostima's brow furrowed as he watched Weston's approach, but he didn't object.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Everyone responded in unison, and then they all stood up, and dispersed, and some people discussed Weston in twos and threes, and their tones were full of closeness and kindness, and it seemed that Weston had let them go and made them quite fond of Weston.
"Kid, it's not good for you to do this!" When the crowd had almost dispersed, Mostima said to Weston, "Your majesty needs blood, not your kindness!" ”
"I'm sorry, uncle!" Weston shook his head, "What's the use of such majesty if it's only because of fear and not respect!" Kill our people at will, and sooner or later, we will have no one available! ”
"You're thinking too much, Weston!" Mostima shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you kill them all, it's a big deal to create another batch!" It's not the first time anyway, it's just a matter of time! This time is not enough for the second brother to sleep! ”
Amount(⊙o⊙)... Your old man is still not hit, I have interrupted my train of thought! Weston suddenly didn't know what to say, everyone said, it's okay to kill all of them, and the kung fu of sleep will come out, faster than having a child, what else can I say.
"This sleep, it's worth sleeping!" Weston didn't know what to think, and suddenly this sentence came.
Mostima was stunned for a moment, and his expression instantly became weird, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, his eyes were full of ridicule and pity.
"Kid, I think I need to warn you!" "Your father can hear what you say now, even if he's not here." You know what I mean? ”
"When you hear it...... Well? Weston reacted suddenly, his body stiffened, and he looked at Mostima in disbelief, his eyes full of inquiry.
Seeing Mostima nodding slightly, with a gloating look in his eyes, Weston suddenly felt the urge to hit someone.
I hope that my cheap man won't be too grumpy......
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