Richard walked outside the house, and only returned a moment later, already holding a stack of planks and steel frames in his hand, taking out simple tools, cutting and chiseling, and the prototype of a workbench gradually took shape.

While nailing the workbench, Richard said without raising his head, "I don't know why such a decision was suddenly made." But apparently you'll be able to understand what I'm saying, and maybe not be too stupid. If you want to live a few more days, it's essential not to do stupid things. Sometimes when I kill someone, it's an instinctive reaction. ”

The Majin watched Richard's every move in silence, and after a moment said in the jerky Norland human lingua franca, "You...... Why not... Kill me?"

Richard's workbench was nearing completion, and while he checked the accuracy of the workbench, he said lazily: "I have already said this question, don't waste my time." Do you demons speak our language?"

The demon was silent for a moment before he said, "No, only we Danickros can learn your language. ”

"Danicklos, oh, so you must have a high status in the Majin clan?" Richard pressed his hands on the worktop, finished his balance test, and then looked up at the Majin with interest.

After saying a few words, the young demon's language was obviously much smoother. Hearing Richard's inquiry, he said proudly: "Our Daxolos is not only the supreme among the demons, but also one of the royal families in the entire Daxoldas. ”

"So, what are you in the clan?" Richard was more interested.

The young demon was silent again, and then said in a low voice, "I'm just an ordinary warrior. ”

Richard smiled and said, "Lie! But it doesn't matter who you are, I didn't hand you over on a whim." If you're in a bad mood one day, no matter what your identity is, I'll kill you. ”

The young demon watched as Richard spread out a piece of vellum paper on the newly made workbench, took out his magic pen, and began to draw the composition. From the very beginning, the young demon's eyes were drawn to Richard's hand, which was extremely steady, and there was no trembling in the slightest. After watching this action for a long time, the young demon suddenly sweated profusely, let out a low cry, and sat down on the ground, looking as if he had just lost his strength in a big battle.

Richard glanced at him, his hands kept moving, and asked lightly, "Have you lost a lot, even a little guy like you has been sent to the Land of Dusk." ”

The young demon was furious, stood up, and said, "I am a qualified warrior in the clan! And at my age, there are no more than ten who can defeat me!"

Richard smiled indifferently and was noncommittal. The young demon thought that he had come to sneak attack before, but he was put down by Richard with a move, and later he didn't even have the ability to dodge, and he was knocked unconscious several times in a row, and his momentum immediately fell to the bottom, and he lowered his head in a gloomy manner.

"Not a few of your people have died at my hands, but I have never seen a demon as weak as you, and I have no fighting spirit at all. Richard added.

"It's not like that. The young demon's voice was low, and he said slowly, "It's not that I'm weak, but that you're too strong." You don't have much of a strong aura on you, but it's clear that people like you are called 'the ones who break the stars' in us at Daxodas. You are not ordinary beings, temporarily suppressing your power for the sake of a wider world in the future. Almost every super strong person we have who comes from the royal family is like you. ”

"So, are there any super-strong people from the royal family?" asked Richard.

The young demon thought for a moment and said, "This is a public matter, and it is nothing to sue you." There are many unique beings in our Daxodas, they are often very powerful, and some of them have reached the level of superpowers, and we recognize them as the supreme beings of the entire plane. ”

Richard nodded, and stopped asking, apparently thinking he knew enough.

In the face of Richard's indifference, the young demon couldn't help but want to distinguish something, and said, "I'm not cowardly, but I feel a power in you that makes me deeply afraid. If you change to other people, you will not be braver than I seem. Those who dare to fight you to the death are because they don't feel this power in you at all!"

Richard was surprised, and turned to look at the young demon. The young demon trembled all over his body, and subconsciously wanted to avoid Richard's gaze, but finally forcibly held back and did not move.

"Tell me, what kind of power is that?"

"In our legend, it's called seeing through the truth. The young demon said in a trembling voice.

"See through the truth, and why are you afraid of it?" asked Richard, frowning.

"I don't know. All I know is that as soon as I feel the presence of this power, I instinctively fear it. ”

Richard didn't ask any further questions, the young demon obviously still had limited knowledge, and even if he could talk superficially, it was obviously not enough to talk about the nature of the power of different planes, so he didn't waste any more time, and began to bury himself in the construction again.

During this time, Richard unexpectedly discovered that drawing the construct was very helpful for him to control the power that emanated from his life, because in essence, both were about the subtlety of the power.

When Richard was able to gather the power of dozens or even hundreds of blows of life like a white night, the power at that time was simply indestructible!

As the time passed, the young demon breathed heavier and heavier, slowly leaning against the wall to support his weight. He found it torture to watch Richard draw the composition, and Richard's steady movements were so precise that they produced an invisible suction force that would suck people's attention and even their entire spiritual soul into it. He wanted not to look at it, but he couldn't bear it for long every time, and he couldn't help but watch Richard draw the costume.

The young demon was sweating profusely and muttered, "The power of devouring the stars, yes, this is the power of devouring the stars! Even the stars will be pulled and devoured, and our souls will be no exception." He said these words in the Daniklos language.

"What are you talking about?" asked Richard without looking up.

The young demon honestly repeated it in Norland. Richard thought for a moment and said, "There's nothing strange about that. It's just that my movements resonate with your soul, and many masters of art can do that. The real strong can control themselves, and it is not a problem. Oh, by the way, what do you usually eat?"

"Anything to eat, we eat. ”

"Then I have a lot to eat, you can go and get it yourself. Don't touch things you shouldn't. ”

The young demon was stunned, he had already stared at the bread and bacon in the corner basket. Hearing Richard's permission, he couldn't help but pounce and sweep all the food clean.

When he had eaten his fill, he looked at Richard and asked hesitantly, "Why did ......you let me eat enough?" Offerings?"

"Don't ask so many questions that you don't have, you don't have answers. Richard said lightly, then remembered something, and asked, "What's your name?"

The young demon hesitated for a moment before he said, "My name is XXOOX...... and he let out a long string of strange syllables, and even if he could remember it with Richard's intellectual gifts, Richard was sure that he could not read all the bytes accurately with his human vocal cords. The young demon thought for a moment and said in Norland: "The meaning of this name is the pupil of obsidian. ”

"Then I'll call you obsidian from now on. You're in this room from now on, don't go out, don't do anything stupid, and maybe you'll live a little longer. As for the rest, I can't give you any guarantees. ”

Obsidian nodded. There was no way he could not agree, and in front of Richard, he just had no way to raise up his fierce nature. As long as he was enveloped by Richard's gaze, it was as if his soul had been perceived, and he had no will to resist at all. Every time he makes eye contact with Richard, Obsidian will once again experience the horror of seeing through the truth.

The next few days passed like this.

Richard ate when he needed to eat, slept when he should, and spent most of his time drawing and composing, as if he had forgotten that there was a demon in his room. There were even two times when he simply started meditating in front of Obsidian, making Obsidian miserable. In Obsidian's judgment, he always felt that it only took one claw to grab Richard's head. However, Richard's words lingered in his ears, "Don't go out, and don't do stupid things." ”

As the days passed, it seemed to be no different from before, except for the addition of a demon in the room. War was still an integral part of life, and Richard always had to kill at least one Daxoldas in his room every day, each time in front of obsidian.

Obsidian couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but he could only watch his compatriots and even his clansmen die in front of him. It wasn't that he didn't want to stop it, but Richard's movements were so fast, incredibly fast, so fast that there was no warning. Often Richard slashed out, and obsidian's eyes followed the afterimage of the knife, only to find that a Daxondas had appeared sometime where the blade fell.

After slaying the enemy, Richard would go about his own thing, as if nothing had happened.

Finally, Obsidian couldn't help but tidy up the corpses of his clansmen, put them at the door of the room, and cleaned up the blood stains in the room. He knew that these people who died in battle would still be sent to be dismantled and dismantled for 'sacrifices'. Just as the Daxoldas caught a Norlander, they either ate it, and the best parts such as the heart were given to feed the super beings who wandered in the deepest parts of the plane in exchange for their favor and help.

Obsidian just wanted to give some dignity to the people who died in battle, even if they met the same fate after a few hours. q