The preparation ceremony for summoning the Demon King continues, and he is distraught. After learning that the body of the Immortal King had indeed not been found, Zero smashed several eyes of the Eye Demon and regained some confidence in the screams of the monsters.

Since there is no corpse of the Immortal King, then at most it will not be the icing on the cake. There are now more than a thousand Burkeso people guarding outside, and many more powerful warriors from the frozen island will gather here. What if the southern human kingdom was attacking now? Diablo would soon be resurrected, and then the whole of England would fall! The ridiculous human race was now attacking on its own, and it was very happy.

But before that...... First, we need to determine one thing.

Lie in bed and raise it first - I knew it wouldn't be so intense, hmm...... Maybe even if you want to stop again, you can't stop?...... Well, that's not the point. The point is, are all Bourkeso people like this?

Lying tossing and turning on the fur mattress, about thirty minutes later, several succubi came to her.

Cleaner came to her and seemed to have completed the task. Excluding the time back and forth, it doesn't seem to take long......

Quest content - find a few strong Bourkeso men to snap and bring back the feeling after popping - succubus, this is my job. You can still do this kind of thing during working hours, and it's rare to be cheated on orders. So a few succubi happily took the order, and each of them found two or three Burkeso men with chicken feathers as arrows.

The results seem to be a bit contrasting, because ...... They "heard" and even "saw" the hours of Cybertron and Zero in some way. I saw with my own eyes how Zero, who belonged to thousands of people and tens of thousands of people, trembled and begged for mercy, and in the end, he rolled his eyes like a flutter in the wind, and was extremely obsessed with the expression of letting the other party manipulate.

Right now...... Well, it's true that the people of Bourkeso are quite strong, and I can say that I enjoyed it too. But...... I didn't enjoy it that much.

"Feeling average?" asked Zero, who was lying on the bed, puzzled, and now from the waist down to the point where she had just regained her ability to control it.

"Hmm...... It's very average, I don't feel too much. Several succubi also looked at each other, and one of them wiped the corner of his mouth with an unknown object: "Those Burkeso warriors are much better than ordinary humans, but they are not the same as what you enjoy at all...... Well, there's not much tenderness either. Hard, up,, soft, walk - that's basically it, how can anyone give us a glass of water to drink? Just kidding...... Well, if (silenced) is also counted, the drink is given to this is true, but it's not water. ”

"Oh......" Zero waved his hand, and the undisciplined conversation ended here: "Get out of here, there's nothing to do with you here." ”

"Yes, sir. There was no dissatisfaction after being scolded, and a few succubi bowed and left.

"Original...... It wasn't the racial talent and racial habits of the Bourkesso, that feeling and that gentleness was only his only thing to me?"

It would not be good to add a township word after the word gentle - gentle township is a hero's mound. And whether they are heroes or not, they are all graves!---but Zero did not come to be happy, even if only a little happy. Forget it, just a little bit. She then lay down on the bed and tilted her head and smiled, and after a few minutes she regained her senses and picked up a short saber of her own—and then she stabbed herself in the waist with a stab in her hand.

Blood gushed out, and when she drew her sword, she groaned in pain for less than a minute—and the wound healed naturally.

Immediately, the back pain and leg cramps all disappeared -

"Whew, that's the only time I find out it's a convenient way. Zero pursed his lips and laughed at himself, "Okay...... Now, the summoning ritual begins!"

--It's a summon again.,It's a demon king again.〜

The summoning ritual is simple, but the summoning circle is not simple at all. A blood-drenched circle was painted on the ground, and the summoning ceremony was held in front of the tomb of the Immortal King.

Cybertron's worst fears didn't happen - the Dragonroar Clan was indeed a clan that lived in the most remote valley of the Frozen Isle, and no one from this clan had come, so no one had revealed his true identity. One by one, the other Burkesas came to the vicinity of the summoning ceremony and became loyal guards.

It was late at night, but it was destined to be the most noisy night in Ellan. Evil in the night is ready to move, like the devil chooses people to devour. In the snowy valley, the bright red blood drew a circle with a magic circle. The rough Bourkesos, the noble warriors of yesteryear, now obey as if they had been enchanted. Let them carry the corpse and carry it, let them drain the blood of the corpse and obey the order. This complete obedience somewhat reassures the Zero and Lich people-

One by one, the torches were held high, and the call in the dark began.

“ph‘ngluimnb‘nafhal‘diablos！fomalhautn‘gha-ghaanaf‘lthagn!ia!al‘diablos!！al‘diablos！”

“al‘diablos！”

Chanting Al'Diablos, the full name of Diablo, in ancient incantations, dozens of sorcerers, wizards, mages and lichs chanted spells that summoned magic.

"I summon you, great Diablo! hell of hell, demon king of demons! Thy insignificant servant summons you, may you lead us to conquer all things and destroy the world! We swear to follow in your footsteps - please appear! Great Diablo!

The chanting grew louder and louder, and Cybertron stood next to the summoning ceremony. He could clearly see the circle outlined by the blood squeezed out of the corpses of men, women, and children of all races, emitting an increasingly terrifying and dazzling evil red light. Immediately afterward, the darkness lit up almost the entire night sky, and the shadow of evil gradually emerged from the circle.

"Aha...... Haa

The sound grew from far to near, from weak to strong, and became clearer and clearer—the circle was like a whirlpool, and the torrent merged violently into a violent whirlpool.

"Good, good, you're doing well, lowly bugs—I, Diablo is back! Who else in the world can stand up to me!??"

A good demon king who was erected as soon as he came back.