Demon Realm

Odd's camp is growing, and new people come to join every day, but the demon doesn't care much anymore. More often than not, she just leaned on Gray Flame, staring at the eternal firmament of the Demon Realm in a daze.

Holmium was too busy with tedious affairs to take care of her.

Sometimes, the demon will feel in a trance that the day of being a demon is far away from her.

I thought that life would continue like this boring, but unexpectedly ushered in variables.

On this day, she led the Grey Flame as usual, patrolling around the camp. Greyflame remained restless, screaming in a low voice, and then she caught the smell of blood in the air. Patting the beast's neck, the latter immediately understood and led her straight to the source of the bloody qi.

The demon thought that he would meet an injured orc or something, but he found a person crossing the road.

The smell of blood is so strong that it is impossible to ignore, and it is hard to imagine that a person who has shed so much blood can still have vital signs.

Twelve points of vigilance, the demon drew the dagger tied to his waist and slowly approached. She used to use whips in the past, and rarely used cold weapons in melee combat, but this did not prevent her from relying on her superior physical fitness to exert the power of the short blade.

Getting closer, Rao was proud to have seen many wounded on the battlefield, and she couldn't help but gasp.

The man was lying on the ground, his clothes in rags, a deep wound that stretched from his left shoulder to his right hip, the skin around him was a decaying blue-white, pus was oozing from the wound, and the blood was faintly rancid.

The enchantress kicked him on the shoulder with her toes, and the man, like a beast awakened, suddenly clawed his hand and grabbed her ankle with ferocity. The demon was already on guard and quickly dodged away.

The move probably exhausted the last of his strength, and when the attack missed, he collapsed to the ground, never moving again.

The demon was amazed in his heart, he could still be so aggressive after being so seriously injured, this person was probably not a good person.

Seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown, the demon naturally can't leave him here to fend for himself.

She lifted him up and lifted him to Greyflame's back.

The man is tall, but unexpectedly light. The demon twisted the body temperature stained by her fingertips, and her eyes grew colder.

It's a demon clan.

She tilted her head to examine the man's appearance. The long hair is messy, the bangs cover most of the face, and the chin is full of stubble, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the original appearance.

This kind of guy, the demon has seen too much, and he offended the big family that covers the sky with one hand, and he can't stay in the homeland anymore, so he tries to smuggle into the other world.

According to the Commander's Code of Conduct, you can kill directly. But she's not a demon general now, so there's no need to act according to that set of standards, and it's up to Odd and Holmium to take it back.

The man lay on Gray Flame's back, his eyelids opening and closing quickly under his messy bangs.

If the demon notices it, it is estimated that it will inevitably sigh. In contrast to his sloppy appearance, he had extremely beautiful eyes. The corners of the eyes are on an upward trend, the standard fox eyes, under the crow-like eyelashes, the dark pupils are like deep ancient wells, weakening the charm brought by the eye shape, and adding a bit of coldness.

He just glanced at the demon lightly, and didn't make any extra moves. The pain in his back almost tore him in half, and he finally couldn't resist the pain and passed out completely.

Unoblivious to his movements, the demon returned to the camp and went straight to the main tent.

Odd lay lazily on the hide, drowsy from the warm fire, and Holmium whispered to his subordinates about things. The enchanter opened the tent, and the cold wind poured into the tent with her movements. Odd shuddered, and was about to have a seizure, but he had to shut his mouth when he saw the comer.

Holmium looked at his sister unexpectedly and waved his subordinates away, but because of Odd's presence, he couldn't show intimacy, so he asked politely, "What's the matter?" ”

The demon told the truth about the matter, waiting for them to come up with a solution. Aode was born as a civilian, and he didn't understand the interests of the races, so he said casually, "Pick it up and raise it, anyway, it's not bad for this mouthful of food." ”

After careful consideration, Holmium rarely agreed with Odd's decision.

According to the informant, the imperial city is preparing to congratulate the demon emperor on his birthday, and now the relationship between the demon and demon clans is delicate, and saving a demon clan at this juncture will have more advantages than disadvantages.

So the task of taking care of and monitoring the demon clan naturally fell on the demon.

The demon snorted lightly, and suddenly regretted it a little. I knew that I was making trouble for myself, and I should have directly solved that demon clan at that time.

The Holmium sent another side tent next to the demon tent, placed the demon clan in it, and sent another girl to help treat the wounds.

The demon stood outside the tent, playing with the sideburns of the gray flames. There was a sudden exclamation from inside the tent, and she immediately drew her dagger and dodged in—she had learned the ferocious attack power of this dying creature.

But he didn't wake up. The dirty clothes stick to the purulent flesh and blood, bringing a strong visual impact. The girl was probably just an ordinary person, helpless in the face of such a terrible wound.

The demon sighed silently and waved the little girl away.

The demons are born with a savage energy, and injuries are not healed, and they often rely on their own healing ability, and they carry it over, so there are few professional doctors in the clan, and they generally simply deal with wounds. And in this area, the demon can be described as experienced.

She neatly tore his shirt with a dagger, tearing off strand by strand to avoid the wound. Every inch of skin on the man's body is interlaced with scars, and it is hard to imagine what kind of life he had before.

The demon action paused for a moment, and weighed his self-healing ability, it shouldn't be too bad, and he should be able to successfully pick up a life this time.

She roasted the dagger in the flames to sterilize it, and then, with a slight gesture, lifted the knife and removed the rotten flesh near the wound and peeled off the congealed pus. Fresh blood gushed out, staining the bed red in the blink of an eye.

The man groaned, as if he had woken up in pain. The demon ignored it, went out to find someone to borrow a silver needle to thread, and by the way, threw the dagger into the boiling water to sterilize.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" The man arched his body slightly, covered his mouth and coughed violently, and blood was faintly oozing between his fingers.

"I don't have any nerve paralyzing drugs here, you'd better find something to bite into, don't bite off your tongue for a while, I don't want to be busy in vain."

The man tilted his head and squeezed out a stiff smile, "The beauty is on the side, and I don't want to be too rude...... I couldn't help it. ”

The demon frowned slightly, but did not dissuade him again. This kind of stubbornness for the sake of face, she has seen a lot, and as soon as she starts stitching, she will be beaten back to her original shape, crying her father and calling her mother.

She pinched the flesh on both sides of the wound and threaded it through with a silver needle to tighten the thread. Because of the pain, the man's tense muscles trembled slightly and frequently, and cold sweat broke out, but he never said a word and resisted stubbornly.

The movements in the demon's hand did not drag in the slightest, and the needle and thread were like silver snakes, quickly swimming around the wound.

As the skin on both sides slowly tightened and covered the wound, the speed of blood flow slowed down. The demon wrapped the bandage around the wound again, and it was finished.

The man struggled to prop himself up and spat on the bloody spit. The flesh on the inside of his mouth was bitten away, but he just wiped his mouth without changing his face and swallowed the rest of the blood into his stomach.

"Thank you for saving your life, in Xia Yushu, dare to ask the name of the beauty?"

"Enchantment." She was concise and to the point, and she didn't want to say more to him, "In the Demon Realm, you honestly recuperate from your injuries, don't cause trouble." ”

"Understand, listen to me." He looked cynical, not at all like he was in after a serious injury. The demon's vigilance couldn't help but be a little heavier, but under her nose, this alien race couldn't make any waves.

Out of the tent, he was facing the gaze of the Holmium, and after a brief stiffening, the demon bowed his head slightly politely, "What are the instructions of Lord Holmium?" ”

"I saw that you sent away the squire, and I am afraid that you need help...... Looks like I'm overthinking. ”

The enchanting tone was still businesslike and gentle, "If it's okay, I'll retire first." ”

Holmium pursed his lips, and had to change the topic, "Heal him, have you found anything?" ”

"He calls himself Ye Shu, he is indeed a demon clan, but he is not from the demon world."

"The junction of the demon and demon territories is full of waterways, the climate is harsh, and the storms are endless. The body was covered in dirt, his skin was chapped, and his wounds were infected by the mud and sand, not like they had come by water. ”

"In addition, he has scars all over his body, a lot of old wounds......"

Holmium understood what she meant, and his expression couldn't help but be a little subtle, "Running out of the gray area?" ”

The enchantress is noncommittal.

The gray area is not governed by the Six Realms, and is full of bloody violence, and it is full of lawless outlaws. But from another point of view, those who come out of the gray area will be smarter and more alert and tough-tempered than their fellow citizens.

The demon is not prejudiced against the people there, and the demon lord Leng Yue is also from the gray area, but he is not inferior to anyone else.

She doesn't like the repulsion and vigilance that Holmium subconsciously exudes when she mentions the gray area.

"I'll keep an eye on him." The enchantress put down this sentence and ended the topic.