Posen Demon Realm Area 10.

The cacophony of rain kept playing like fireworks.

The advertising signs and giant screens between the buildings flickered in the rain curtains, dyeing the water curtains in brilliant colors and reflecting them on the damp streets.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The downpour had come at night in the flower capital of Parrieu, and it had been falling for several hours now.

Raindrops hit the pavement of Huadu intensively, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered into a bubbling stream of water, rushing on the ramp, as if to wash or completely submerge the city.

Different from the urban area of the flower capital of Parrieux, the Posen Demon Realm starting from the 7th District of the North Shore has the remnants of the Demon Realm of Herrom on the Northern Continent, and the skyscrapers in the rainstorm are brightly lit and the spires are shining, like shining lighthouses.

Located in a mansion in the heart of District 10 of the Posen Demon Realm.

The sound of the rain became quiet, but the laughter continued.

There's a big midnight banquet going on here.

The demon guests are like clouds, and they are staggered.

"I can only eat a little more."

Ranchi's emerald green eyes glowed a hint of gold from time to time, and then his hand picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, he was still telling Talia in his heart.

Now beside him, a six-tiered dessert tower is adorned with macaroons adorned with gold leaf, crystal clear apple and lime jelly cut into the shape of an animal forest, and mini soufflés baked in fruit wine are shiny and placed on ice cubes made from the purest mineral springs, and every now and then he takes a piece.

Because it was too late, Talia was too hungry to come out, and it was torture to stand at the self-fetching table at the feast.

So Ranch finally relented and let her eat with her body, but only this once.

"I know, your taste buds don't seem to be the same as mine, and eating with your body always feels sweeter and sour things."

Talia chewed on Ranchi's body as she returned to Lanchi.

Maybe it's because he's eaten less, so he didn't reach the threshold.

“……”

Ranch didn't reply to her.

He was a little afraid that Talia would know the taste of marrow, and he wanted to try his body in the future.

"Rocky, in your opinion, does the banquet at this point in time bother you very much?"

In a corner of the mansion, Nigel and Ranch stood at the dining table and chatted.

Now that Ranch is using a fake identity, Rocky McCarthy, Nigel naturally calls him Rocky.

"No, I think it's quite energetic, and while young people can't turn day and night all the time, it's good to celebrate once in a while."

Lanch replied casually.

The timing of the dinner was not a surprise to Lanch, as the exam week at the Purgatory Cloister Academy was also night.

It's just that he's been much more tired than ever lately, and he's still a little sleepy at this point in time.

Talia is refreshed every day, and in a way he is equivalent to one person bearing the fatigue of two people.

Although he hadn't tried to get Talia to go all out yet, if he really wanted her to use up her mana, he felt that it was possible for him to sleep upside down for a day or two.

Standing in this lobby of nearly 1,000 square meters, Ranch and Nigel looked into the distance and a dance party was going on.

Seven giant chandeliers hang from the 16-metre-high dome, illuminating the hall like stars.

The clothes are fragrant and the temples are crowded.

Dressed in bespoke gowns, men with feather-trimmed silk bow ties or flowers, and ladies dressed in silk and velvet dresses embellished with maple leaf-shaped gemstones or painted fireworks, danced as the band played a waltz of the Demon Realm, swimming on black and white marble tiles and fluttering skirts.

The white wine produced by the border collar of Posennan Yaquedan and the rosé sparkling wine made by the Kingdom of Auroran were filled with goblets carved with the image of the god of wine, and from time to time there was a light touch on the edge of the banquet hall, and the demon magnates chatted and looked out the window at the rain curtain.

Demon waiters in black tuxedos weave through the demon group, carrying silver trays of champagne and desserts.

Ranchi and Nigel were out of place with the guests around them, neither dancing nor talking to the other demons, but standing at a twenty-meter-long self-fetching table.

"I'm sorry to bring you to this kind of demon banquet occasion."

Nigel said.

He felt that Ranch should have a hard time here as a human.

Of course, if his relationship in the Demon Realm was better, Lan Qi would not have to accompany him to the punishment station.

"Actually, let me tell you, I may only spend a few hours to get acquainted with all the demons at the banquet, and I am quite experienced in this kind of banquet."

Ranch said to Nigel.

"You've also attended a banquet with demons before?"

Nigel asked curiously.

"I've had quite a few meetings at the beginning."

Ranch nodded.

At that time, he was still in the ancient demon world demon king city of Nekalis.

It's a pity that there are so many delicacies, but Talia didn't have a chance to eat them, which made Huberian feel sorry.

And if Talia is very good at taking care of children, she can also help him take Sigrid.

"I'm the king of the demon clan, do you want me to take the child?"

Talia asked in his mind.

"Because I've already discovered that Hubertian is not very good at taking care of children, she will even snatch the child's quilt when she is asleep, and may kick Sigrid out of bed, so Sigrid will say that she dreamed of Huberian beating her."

Ranch sighed, believing that Talia had already heard some of the stories of the last film world told by Huberian.

“……”

Talia knows this all too well.

She also often sleeps halfway through and the quilt is gone.

"Okay, if you want to join me, I can help you with logistics, and you can go to fight the blood clan with peace of mind."

She has long been a little curious about McCarthy's restaurant, and it is good to have morning tea, afternoon tea and evening tea when the time comes, and bring children.

"No problem."

Ranch assured.

Next time in the shadow world, I will definitely bring Talia in to enjoy the blessings.

Just thinking about the picture of the three of them getting along, I feel too harmonious.

in the banquet hall.

Nigel was surprised to hear that Ranch had attended several demon banquets.

"Is there such a thing?"

He didn't expect that Lan Qi had also seen other demons and was familiar with them.

The demons in the Hutton Kingdom should be very rare, but he heard that Lan Qi had been to the Northern Continent and was also good at challenging the Shadow World, so it was understandable.

"Of course, I also know a little bit about all kinds of demon etiquette."

Ranch nodded.

"If Miss Tata is here, you can dance with her."

Nigel smiled helplessly.

Although he sensed that Ranchi and Tata were always arguing, the relationship between the two was surprisingly good.

"Hehe, she...... Wait, she seems to really do. ”

Ranch habitually wants to satirize Tata, and suddenly discovers that she is a princess.

has regarded her as an unemployed gray-haired girl next door for a long time, and often ignores her truest identity.

"What about me, do you think I'll promise you?"

Talia said to Lanchi's heart.

"No, based on the coordination between the two of us, it is estimated that we will step on each other at least two wrong steps in four steps."

The more Ranch works with Talia now, the more it feels like the two of them are like a sine function and a cosine function.

Never right.

"Don't you think that just for the sake of exercising tacit understanding, you should also try to ask for a teacher first?"

Talia was silent for a moment before asking.

"But now I really don't have a chance, I can't let you appear out of thin air, do you actually want to promise me?"

Ranch reluctantly replied.

"It's a pity today, but on the day of the fireworks festival in two days, there will be a masquerade event at the Temple of Love, so you can invite Tata to go with you."

Nigel suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked.

“……”

Lanch was speechless for a moment and looked at Nigel.

And Tata in his heart stopped talking, as if he was watching how he should continue.

As we all know, the biggest gap in the top laner is the jungler gap.

And at the beginning of today, Ranch felt the gap.

"What's wrong?"

Nigel always felt as if Ranch was playing against someone just now, and his unintentional words brought him down.

"By the way, Nigel, is your full name Nigel Quilston?"

Ranch diverted the topic rather stiffly, leaving Nigel a little stunned.

Although Nigel's reputation in the Poison Demon Realm is not very good, most of the demons still give him the corresponding respect here, and even call him the Prince of Queenston.

At the Perlman Quilston dinner, even District 7 Lord Astros didn't come to trouble Nigel and Rocky's butlers.

However, Astros still inevitably came over to ridicule Nigel, Nigel was expressionless, and Astros was taken away by Eureka, the lord of District 8, a gentle and bespectacled demon lady.

"Yes, I was adopted and taught by Mr. Pollman when I was a child, and he is also an adoptive father to me."

Nigel admitted.

"Then Ciara Quilston, who has a birthday today, is more like your stepsister?"

Lanchi looked at a young girl in the far side of the hall who was often greeted by demons like the stars and the moon, and asked Nigel.

“……”

Nigel didn't deny it, but he didn't nod either, just like Wuyan called him a righteous sister.

"My sister's birthday, when my brother is going to greet her, I can't say hello."

Ranch patted him on the back and pushed him away.

He could tell that Nigel was a little reluctant to face the teacher's daughter, Ciara.

But he also found out that Nigel had looked at Ciara a few times, and Ciara had looked at Nigel a few times, but their eyes never met.

"It's not your fault for that accident, if I'm right, you protected Ciara, right?"

Ranch stared at Nigel, who couldn't push half a minute like an iron lump, and continued.

It is said that when Nigel killed his sister, who had been spelled mad, his sister Ciara was also present.

Obviously, if Nigel didn't choose to brutally do this, Ciara, as an older sister, would also die.

"It doesn't change the outcome, and the hurt Ciara suffers inside."

Nigel looked down and muttered to himself.

"Your decisiveness and resoluteness actually saved her. There is no need to blame yourself for anything, of course, tragedy happens, time cannot be turned back, and some things cannot be changed in a lifetime, but it is not your fault that this tragedy will happen. ”

Ranch is still patting Nigel's back, just like Nigel won't leave today, he'll keep patting,

"You've got to figure this out, okay."

“……”

Nigel glanced at Ranchi with a complicated expression, nodded, and in his dark eyes, which had been deep, he finally looked at the glow where Ciara was in the distance.

At this time, there was also an exclamation in Lanchi's heart.

"Aren't you still able to do something good sometimes? It's always been like this, how can Hugh Bao be frightened. ”

Talia discovers that Ranchi's strange ability to communicate emotionally is used poorly like a cult leader, and when used well like a little angel.

She had been watching Lanchi on him.

In a way, Lanch's condition has been much better than his first half of the year.

For others, growth is in the direction of truth and divinity, but for Ranch, everything is reversed, and his growth may be gradually shedding the cloak of the gods and being able to become like a person.

After Hugh Bao's continuous efforts, Lanchi has gotten much better.

"I've been doing good things."

Ranch replied inwardly.

I can't count how many good deeds he has done in the past year or so, and the merit record is almost impossible to write.

“……”

Talia felt that Hugh Bao still had a long way to go.

If necessary, she will have to help Hugh Bao discipline Ranchi.

In the hall where the songs are crossed.

Nigel, who had changed from his usual military uniform to a ceremonial dress, walked through the shadows of his clothes and sideburns, his eyes did not squint, and there was only a shadow in the distance in his eyes.

The girl was dressed in a long lilac dress, like a wisteria flower, which was particularly dazzling in the surroundings of the demon guests.

The young man walked slowly towards her, attracting the attention of the guests present.

The girl was keenly aware of the arrival of the youth.

When she turned around and saw the familiar and handsome face, her eyes widened in surprise.

She never thought that he would come to her.

However, just like I made up my mind.

Walk past Nigel.

But the pace suddenly stopped.

He paused again at a glance.

When the ball was at its highest, a mysterious man who stepped down from the top of the stairs caught the attention of all the guests.

I saw him dressed in a navy blue ancient ceremony dress, and the cane behind his back glowed softly in the candlelight.

Perlman walked down.

His gentle smiling eyes seemed to ask Nigel what he wanted to do.

Nigel's steps were like he was stuck in the mud and could no longer move.

He killed one of his mentor's daughters with his own hands, and now he has to shamelessly touch another daughter, and his teacher's gentle smile is like torture to him, making him feel like he is falling all over.

Pollman quickly looked away from his disciple and looked at the guests.

As the lord of District 10, Pollman is slender and straight, like a sculpture, and every step he takes is very calm, even if he is far away, he can feel a tolerant bearing and majesty in his eyes.

Although he looks like he is only in his thirties, the way he dresses makes him look more mature, and no one will doubt that he has actually lived for hundreds of years.

When Perlman, the host of the banquet, walked down to the banquet hall on the first floor, the originally noisy banquet was instantly silent.

The band stopped playing.

The guests gave way one after another, their faces in awe, their heads bowed, deliberately avoiding making eye contact with him.

He came to the world like a god, and like the bright moon rising in the night, dwarfing all the demons present.

As Perlman paced to the middle of the dance floor, Nigel stared intently at the teacher, and as he had been years before, he couldn't figure out what the teacher was thinking, or his every attitude.

Pollman, who attracted all eyes, had a pale, hat-obscuring his demonic features, only the tips of his ears made him look more like a demon.

The short hair seems to be combed into a meticulous back, and the white hair is exposed on the temples under the brim of the hat.

Perlman bowed slightly to the demons.

While all the demons were waiting in silence, the mysterious demon lord finally spoke.

"Distinguished ladies and gentlemen."

He looked around at the guests present, his eyes were like torches,

"Thank you all for coming here tonight for the little girl's birthday party."

His voice was deep and magnetic, like the timbre of a cello, and it seemed to hypnotize them.

The faces of the demons were still immersed in the cheerful feast just now, not whispering to the demons beside them, or nodding with a smile.

"But as I believe you know, I had a daughter many years ago who died due to the curse of the great wizard Parroni."

When his words fell, the air froze.

Many of the demons present couldn't help but glance in the direction where Ciara was, or at Nigel.

Ciara's original expression instantly became complicated, until she slowly lowered her head.

She and her sister are twins.

When I was a child, whenever I had a birthday, they were together.

It wasn't until later that she became one.

But she didn't know why her father was mentioning his deceased sister at this moment-

Because Nigel's eyes had been tinged with horror when he looked at her.

It's like when he sees her, he also thinks of his sister who was beheaded by his own hands.

"Since then, Ciara's birthday party has become much more deserted, not only has I lost a beloved daughter, but even my beloved disciple who regards her as my own has left me."

Lord Perlman continued, his voice not a hint of anger, but rather a hint of relief and imperceptible self-deprecation.

"I believe everyone knows that since a hundred years ago, when the demon world in the Northern Continent still existed, and before the war began, I crossed the sea to try to break the prejudice between humans and demons, and wanted to create a society where humans and demons could coexist and live in harmony."

He seemed to remember his ideals and enthusiasm when he was young, and he missed it a lot.

The demons nodded slightly, in respect.

Pollman's efforts are obvious to all.

The reason why there is such a Posen Demon World now can be said to be a great decisive factor for Pollman's contribution.

"Having said so much today, I want to reveal one fact to you."

Perlman tapped his staff lightly, and a magical projection curtain slowly appeared on the wall of the banquet hall behind him.

Then he stopped talking, just pressed his cane, and waited for the image behind him to continue.

The demons all looked away in confusion.

The camera follows a mysterious figure in a dark gray cloak.

In the corner of the screen, it shows 3:26 a.m.

That is, at this moment.

However, the surrounding buildings were not from the Posen Demon Realm, but from the south bank of the flower capital of Paglieu, which they felt quite familiar to.

The cloudy sky often erupted with muffled thunder, and bean-sized raindrops poured down, splashing countless water on the deserted streets.

The figure walked with an umbrella in front of the South Bank City Hall.

He moved quickly, the subtle sound of the fabric grinding was quickly blown away by the night wind, and when the street lamp illuminated his figure again, he had already transformed into a white-clothed researcher.

The mysterious figure walked briskly through the square, flickering behind an inconspicuous door behind the town hall, and then appeared in the town hall with an umbrella.

His skills and actions caused the demons in the banquet hall to look at each other in amazement.

It stands to reason that the barrier at the town hall of Flora Parisau is not so easy to penetrate, and the act of forcibly entering the town hall is clearly a crime.

They didn't know what Perlmann was trying to show them at the moment.

The mysterious figure disguised as a researcher walks to an office on the basement level of the town hall, where he reaches the wall and quickly presses his finger on the surface of the stone brick in a series of complex ciphers.

With the input of the last code, the wall silently rotated like a Rubik's cube, revealing the deep passage hidden behind it.

He walked inside, the walls closing behind him, as if they had never been opened, and then through the corridors, turning a few bends into the transport ladder.

With a burst of falling darkness, a flickering magic guide lamp was inlaid every few meters, and the sound finally completely dissipated and isolated, revealing a new space.

The doorway, several meters high, was made of cold and hard forbidden steel, with a thick spell mark attached to the outside, which lit up and extinguished in a regular cycle as if it could breathe.

As if it knew the code, the figure tapped on the magic input device on one side and swiped the key on it.

The light on the door suddenly dazzled, and then turned into countless fragments, flying and circling in mid-air, and finally like a brilliant firework, it dissipated into the thick darkness, and suddenly the forbidden steel gate opened.

At this moment, white light overflowed the picture.

At the end of the dimly lit underground passage, a massive research institute looms.

The interior of the research institute with pure white paint is like heaven, but it is like a secret space that has been tightly sealed, with staggered light and vague figures of researchers in the depths.

They all looked at each other, as if wondering why the researcher had come so late.

However.

The mysterious figure did not answer them.

He simply stepped straight into the underground structure and looked around, filling the scene with a mysterious research institute full of contradictions.

Under the miserable white light, even in the middle of the night, several researchers in white coats were busy in front of the measurement and control research bench.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of potions mixed with blood, and not only the assembled sophisticated magic equipment, but also deformed specimens soaked in solution as far as the eye could see.

"What is this?"

"The corpse of our demons?"

"Shouldn't all the berserk cursed be cremated!"

This caused many demons who were watching the live footage in the banquet hall of the Pollman Mansion to cover their mouths and let out exclamations.

Because these deformed specimens are not humans, but aberrant and crazy cursed demons.

According to the report of the Senate, the last executed mad demon clan should have been cremated, in order to eliminate all the possibility of "infection" that disturbed the demon clan, but I didn't expect so many mad demon corpses to be sent here.

Now.

The researchers at the institute also seem to feel that something is wrong.

Researchers who suddenly came at an inopportune time felt as if they had been dropped.

It stands to reason that the existence of their institute should not be exposed, and not a single researcher will be caught.

Some researchers wanted to go off the alarm immediately.

It's a pity it's too late.

The mysterious figure didn't need to make any moves, just chuckled, and from the shadow beneath his feet suddenly rose a strange dark blue flame, flying out like life, tongues of fire hovering in the air, engulfing the terrified researchers in an instant.

By the time the dark blue flames had been extinguished, the researchers had been reduced to charred wreckage.

And the figure with terrifying magic was once again transformed back into a mysterious man in a gray cloak.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt meat and sulfur, and the ground was burned to cracks.

The slaughter has just begun.

The mysterious man stepped forward, scorched corpses, splatters of blood, and the sound of sirens, and the entire institute was reduced to purgatory on earth.

Nigel's eyes widened as he stared at the scene in the banquet hall.

Although he didn't know that such an underground research institute still existed on the south bank of Parrieux, the other party's skillful cross-dressing and stealth only made him vaguely think of a dangerous existence that he had fought against.

It wasn't until the dark blue cursed flame appeared that he was finally sure that the other party was the culprit of the curse that had been walking around the flower capital Paris for a while!

Tonight, the other party took advantage of him to come to the Posen Demon Realm, not only did he not think about attacking him at the banquet, but he sneaked into the Huadu City, and even the south bank where the Senate was located.

Nigel didn't stop for a moment, trying to break out of the banquet hall.

However, as soon as he wanted to leave, he felt his feet be restrained by a tremendous force.

He looked up.

I saw that I was locked in by Pollman's gaze.

Pollman's wordless silence seemed to ask Nigel to see it all.

“……”

Nigel was about to grip the hand on the inside of his coat, but he reluctantly put it down.

Or even if we rush back to the south bank now, it's too late.

The footage continues.

The mysterious figure of the gray cloak dragged the body of a senior researcher, indifferently walking through this museum-like purgatory, the internal organs floating in the glass jars along the way, and the living bodies in those survival pods.

Go straight to the deepest part of the institute.

A heavy forbidden door, the forbidden steel was covered with sealing spells.

This time.

He lifted the mangled research director, pointed his eyes at the scanning wizard, and inserted the research director's key into the recess on the side of the door.

The door twisted open.

In the space on the side of this secret room, it is like a world away from the outside world.

The frost-covered walls swallowed up most of the light and echoes, and not even a breath could be found.

Only the oppressive silence and bottomless blackness.

In the center of the room, several pillar-like forbidden steels stretched upward, connecting chains, and the runes on the pillars shimmered reddish in the dark.

At the end of the chain, a pitch-black mechanical book is entwined in layers.

Just by looking at it, you can determine that it is a book-shaped magic guide, a forbidden thing that is enough to overturn the common sense of the world.

Several enchantments circulate around the book, as if they were hidden.

The mysterious figure approached the magic book and summoned dark blue flames again, and the chains broke in response, and the barrier shattered inch by inch.

As the fire went out, he slowly reached out and removed the mutilated dangerous magic channel.

“……“

Under the hood of the cloak, the corners of the mysterious figure's mouth rose slightly.

He knew how to use the magic guide very well, and even if the corners of the book were missing like a broken Rubik's cube, they gradually revived in his hands.

The book is pitch black, so black that it devours light, as if it had been condensed from the darkness of the endless abyss, and it was like a living thing.

After the book cover was opened, it turned into a door to the unknown, and dense alchemy lines swirled on the book cover, as if it would fly away from the book cover in the next moment, turning into a terrifying monster.

The spine of the giant book was inlaid with dark red eyes, constantly turning up and down, dull, like a few grains of congealed blood.

[Paroni's Resentment]

[Category:Magician]

[Grade: Red Legend (Loss)]

[Tier: 8]

[Effect: On the premise of knowing the real name and understanding the structure of the contract, you can give a curse to the demon who holds the contract, and the cursed demon has the probability of entering the super crazy state of burning life under great mental pressure, and because the magic guide has been damaged, its effect is not stable and cannot be directed to cast spells. 】

[Note: There is no forgiveness, there is no liberation, my hatred and anger burn in hell, and one day, they will rush out of hell and incinerate the world, incinerate this filthy world, and exterminate this fallen race.] 】

At this moment, before the picture could change again, Perlman's mansion banquet hall erupted into panicked screams.

"Is the legend of the Great Wizard Paroni true?"

"The Senate, instead of destroying the book, hid it for research? What exactly do they want to do? Enslave us completely! ”

"Then the reason why the curse can't be eradicated in the past hundred years, the culprit turns out to be the greedy humans in the Senate?!"

The story of this magic guide and the great wizard Parroni is a deep fear for the demons who have lived in the Posen Demon Realm for a long time.

Even Nigel's pupils were staring at the frame, trembling.

"How is that possible?"

There were still a few demons who were more friendly to humans who questioned each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

"That's exactly what's happening right now."

Pollman's tone was calm, as if to state a simple fact.

He tapped the ground with his cane again.

The glass curtain wall outside the mansion and the public giant screen between the cities were also screened, and the night screens of the entire Posen Demon Realm 10 were all projected at the same time, announcing the residents of the entire Demon Realm.

"The research institute secretly recruited by the Senate a hundred years ago has been studying the remaining elements of [Paroni's Resentment] and assembling and repairing them into a gradually controllable state, but the curse it emits has also polluted the land for many years."

Perlman's thin lips pursed slightly, and the corners of his mouth carried a meaningful sneer,

"I used to naively think that human beings can live in harmony with the demons, I continue to pursue it, continue to compromise for it, and the dream that has gradually approached my sight over the years has also blinded me like a bubble. It wasn't until it shattered completely, that I was finally convinced that human beings, stupid and despicable creatures, could never stop their desires once they began to ferment, and that they could become something more terrifying than demons. I don't regret the price I paid, and looking back today, it made me see a lot of things. ”

In his voice, there was helplessness, remorse, and indescribable anger.

Looking at the surprised faces of the guests present, a cold smile appeared in Pollman's eyes.

"The shadow of Posen has hung over our heads, and this dance party is probably going to end here."

The guests in the audience looked flustered, their faces were like ashes, and the originally lively and jubilant dance party became solemn and depressing.

But I don't know what to do.

When he looked at Napollman again, the demons' faces were full of pleading, hoping that he would come up with a solution.

But he only looked around, still looking calm, and under the magic screen, a dark expression appeared on his handsome face.

"This is the crime of the Senate, and I am here today to gather you so that you can also see the truth! We demons don't need to be under the fence of this group of humans anymore. ”

Perlman's rhythm seemed to be able to stimulate emotions, making the eyes of the demons present full of angry flames,

"Today I want to introduce you to a true king of our demon race."

He waved his cane and pointed to the screen in the banquet hall.

Just see.

The cloaked figure with the book took off her hood, her silver hair spilled, and she looked back slightly, allowing people to see the blue eyes.

There was a wicked smile on her lips.

And this countenance once again caused the banquet hall to exclaim.

Because.

This demon clan is very famous in their Posen Kingdom.

There is a painting in the Platinumson Palace, which is based on her-

"Sleeping Beauty"!

"She is the last royal family of the orthodox demon world, the great demon Evatia! She will lead us back to the country in Posen! The sins of mankind, we are witnesses, they are betrayers, we are betrayed, there is no forgiveness, there is no forgiveness, there is only revenge, there is only revenge!! ”

Perlman raised his hands in the air, and his resolute and uplifting voice seemed to be poured into the hearts of the demons, directing the great anger that could lead them to victory.

Even Talia in Ranchi's spirit world became restless.

Because the face of the demon holding the cursed magic guide book on the picture is the Duchess on the portrait of Huberly's family, and she is also the most precious sister in her memory!

"No, it's not my sister, it's the curse spreader disguised as her!"

Talia shouted anxiously in Lanchi's heart.

"Calm down, Talia, if you're going to show up, you'll only be able to fight for three minutes at most."

Ranchi said in a smooth voice to Talia in the spirit world.

Now we must first observe the situation, and if we want to forcibly subdue the opposite side, the odds of victory are very low.

Even if the two of them were to make a move tonight, they would have to think about how to do the most with the limited time of the battle and complete the decisive mission.

Hearing Lanchi's words, Talia thought for a moment and gradually calmed down.

Thinking about it now, they also figured out one thing.

Pollman and the Curse Spreaders are in a group.

Their goal was to overthrow the Senate and initiate a rebellion to take control of the kingdom of Posen.

Originally, the biggest obstacle to this approach was actually the Kingdom United Council and the Kingdom Alliance in the entire eastern region.

Even if Perlman and the Curse Spreaders do succeed, the allies of the Posen Kingdom will assist the Posen Senate in the recapture war, and they will have no way to fight against the giant of the Kingdom United Council.

But this point in time is also very delicate.

It's like a prophet calculated the time when war would break out in the Southern Continent.

Once the Cress Empire in the south goes to war, the Kingdom Federation will be too busy to take care of itself, and it will definitely not have the strength to help Posen's original rulers!

Compared with the estimated time of the Southern Continent War by Lanchi, it is still a little earlier.

Had it not been for the Prophet's interference and variability, Pollman and the Curse Spreaders might have started a little later.

But now it doesn't hurt.

An unprecedented upheaval in the Posen Kingdom will begin tonight.

Pollman looked around the audience, looking arrogant, as if admiring the expression on the demon's face.

"Pollman, don't go too far!"

At that moment, a cold female voice broke the silence.

The demons followed the prestige, and saw a woman in a pure white dress standing at the other end of the hall at some point.

Her waist-length silver-white hair fell like a waterfall, and her eyes were pale ice blue, like crystalline anger.

The speaker was none other than Etio, the Demon Lord of Area 9, who had been silent for a long time.

"She's not Evatia at all!"

Etio pointed to the figure on the screen.

There must be some powerful demon who disguised himself as Epotia through change magic, and conspired with Pollman to rule the demons under the name of Evadia.

Such a sin, in the future, Ephetia really returns, and she will not be able to return to the normal life she wants, and she will be infamous forever!

Her efforts in the past ten years, and her dream of growing old with Mi Ya, have all been in vain.

"Oh?"

Pollman's eyes were like asking, what right do you have to assert that she isn't?

The demon clan in the banquet hall saw the two eighth-order demon clan lords facing each other, looking left and right, not knowing who to believe.

As we all know, Lord Etio is the demon clan of the Posen Demon Realm who knows the Duchess of Miya, Evadia, the best.

Her words are credible.

But today things have come to this point.

To some extent, it doesn't matter whether the demon who controls [Paroni's Resentment] is the real Evatia.

Many demons began to retreat, wanting to leave this banquet hall.

And Perlman did not stop him, but signaled the attendants of the palace to evacuate the demons in today's banquet hall.

It didn't take long for only a small part of the banquet hall to still want to see the bottom.

"Perlman, you keep saying that you want to lead Parish, I have always admired you at the beginning, but now you want to start with war and dictatorship, and even do not hesitate to tarnish Evadia's reputation, how did you degenerate like this!"

Etio questioned him with anger.

Pollman heard this, and a sneering smile appeared on his lips.

"Etio, you are still as naïve as ever, because you have not experienced the moment when I felt that everything was broken, and of course you will not understand the choice I made at this moment."

He tilted his head, leaned on his cane, and said to Etio.

"Crooked! Wrong is wrong, right is right! ”

Etio shouted,

"I really can't understand you, but I will never allow you to lead Huadu Parrieu and the demons astray!"

Before she could finish speaking, twenty-two long cones of ice crystals had already condensed beside her, and swept towards Perlman, and the magic screen in the banquet hall, which had been suspended in mid-air, instantly shattered and turned into countless fragments under this terrifying magic.

However, just as her icicle was about to reach Perlman's face, it dissipated with a telekinetic force, and the stone bricks on the floor of the mansion lit up at Adeo's feet.

Seeing the silver light flicker, Etio's figure suddenly froze, and he was restrained by the invisible barrier shackles.

"Looks like we can't make sense."

Perlman looked at Etio's expression a little colder, as if he had seen something boring,

"As long as you die here, then she's Evatia."

Etio's face changed slightly, and he sensed the forbidden enchantment of the mansion, knowing that this place was not suitable for war.

"Don't use force in my house."

He lifted his cane, and when he clicked it again, an invisible telekinesis instantly made Etio feel a hundredfold gravity, and cracks appeared in the ground.

Etio's silver teeth clenched, trying to break through the shackles of the enchantment, but in the next second, another wave of telekinesis was exerted on her.

The official action of the two eighth-order demon realm lords plunged the entire hall into chaos, and the remaining demons panicked, stumbling towards the door, knocking over the tables full of delicacies, the glassware fell to the ground and shattered, and some demons were so panicked that they stiffened on the ground like dirt, their legs trembled uncontrollably, as if they had been immobilized by a spell.

However, Pollman didn't seem to want to hurt them, and he didn't attack again after suppressing Aedeo, giving the demons plenty of time to leave the mansion and even flee further to a safe place.

Until the mansion became nearly empty again.

The crystal chandelier overhead is also crumbling, and the table is full of delicious food and wine, and champagne is spilled on the floor.

"Oh yes, Evatia also has a daughter who can prove Evatia's identity."

Pollman said to Etio as if he had thought of something.

He walked up and looked at the embarrassed Etio, his eyes full of banter.

But the absurd thing is that when the dust settles, her daughter estimates that she will not be able to protect herself, and will drown out the sound of swearing first, and there is no chance to prove that her mother is not a mother.

"How dare you harm Hugh Brian...... Don't forget that she also has an aunt, and Princess Talia won't let you go! ”

Etio gritted her teeth, still glaring stubbornly at Perlman.

"Oh? The princess whose whereabouts are unknown? ”

Perlman seemed to see through Etyo's mind,

"Instead of hoping for a princess who hasn't appeared for a hundred years and whose life and death are unknown, you might as well pray that there will be other great demons to stop me."

"You are also a demon with a daughter, how can you do such a thing."

Etio's face turned pale, and his hands trembled.

She must not lose today, otherwise she dare not predict what will become of the next Huadu, the Posen Palace, and Huberian.

But at the moment she was at an absolute disadvantage, and Pollman hadn't even taken a serious shot to fight her.

The only thing she knew was that Pollman was a mage who was a master of the power and vice spirits.

The difference between spirit and mental power is that spirit controls living beings from within, while mental power controls living beings from without.

For example, psychic magic cannot cause flightless units to take off, but telekinetic magic can control units to levitate.

Psychic magic, on the other hand, can often cause special disturbances other than movement control, such as mental disturbances, which telekinesis magic cannot do.

And the telekinesis can be resisted and broken free through strength, it is difficult to control the warrior, and the spiritual magic is easy to control the warrior, but it is difficult to affect the mages and priests with high spell resistance and special creatures.

Mastering both mental and telekinesis produces a reaction that is almost absolutely irresistible, requiring both physical and magical attributes to fight with Pollman.

After the actual fight, Etio only felt that Pollman was unfathomable, and it was difficult to compete with his terrifying telekinesis.

"Nigel, you know what happened, right?"

After a brief silence, Perlman looked at Nigel, who had been standing there for a long time on the side of the banquet hall and bowed his head.

“……”

Nigel clenched his fists, blood vessels beating on the back of his hand.

"I don't blame you for leaving me and even going to the Senate all these years. You are very much like me when I was younger, naïve and passionate, firm but may be firm in the wrong direction, these years, I would like you to see with your own eyes what kind of existence human beings are. ”

Pollman put his cane behind his back again and lectured Nigel.

"Nigel ......"

Etio had been praying that Nigel would help him.

Nigel, a seventh-order demon warrior, has a strong physical fitness, as long as he is willing to help her, he can act as the front row no matter what, and cooperate with her in battle.

But if you carefully consider Nigel's state of mind, he is also irrepressibly angry and even confused at the moment.

Etio only felt hopeless.

The synchronized images on the crystal screen of Posen Demon Realm Area 10 and the banquet hall continued.

The slender, bony fingers of the curse spreader in the institute caressed the magic guide as he flipped through the dark red pages, whispering the flickering ancient demon incantations between his lips and teeth.

It was only at this point that the procedure was finally completed.

The invisible power pierced through the books and surged upwards like an exploding black mist, as if thousands of wailing undead were screaming in their ears.

……

Meanwhile.

It's approaching four o'clock.

In the midst of the torrential rain, the night in the flower capital of Parieux was darker than usual.

The Count's Palace of Asturias, in the Parrieux 2 district.

Countess Rosalinda looked out the floor-to-ceiling window in her dressing gown and felt that something was wrong.

There's a chilling aura that pervades the city.

"It's so foggy tonight."

The rain was fierce, as if it wanted to dissolve everything in the heavens and the earth in this dark rainy night.

Although a rainstorm warning has been issued, communication on the south bank seems to have temporarily failed.

She wanted to contact the Marquis de Ricless of the Senate, but she couldn't get through for a while.

In the distance, the surface of the Selena River was smashed up and down by the rain, as if it were boiling.

The buildings that stood on the banks of the river were hidden in the rain, leaving only a vague outline, turning into a mirage on a rainy night.

Unlike the North Shore.

Dark clouds hung over the ground on the southern shore of the flower capital of Palieu, gathering in layers as if summoned, obscuring the last rays of silver-white moonlight.

The wind roared with thunder and lightning, and the torrential rain poured down, and the raindrops fell on the empty cobblestone streets.

The sky was torn apart by ominous blood-red lightning, and lightning reflected half of the sky, illuminating the blood-dripping cross at the top of the spire of the Church of Notre-Dame de Paris.

The earth trembled with a deafening thunderclap, and cracks spread like giant spider webs on the brick buildings.

In the next second, countless humanoid black shadows broke through the door of the building in Huadu, their bodies twisted and distorted, half-human, half-beast, their mouths emitting a terrible howl mixed with giggles, and bloodthirsty madness beating in their blood-red eyes.

These damned, cursed madmen ran like a tidal wave in the torrential rain, smashing the glass windows of roadside shops, breaking down doors, dragging terrified children out of their nests, devouring them in their cries.

They swung their claws and slashed at the men, women, and children who fled in a hurry, and the blood splattered in the rain, forming a stinking river of blood.

The terrible screams came and went, echoing in the thunder.

The fire was filled with smoke and lightning and thunder, battling the torrential rain, and the entire sky was shrouded in an eerie orange-red halo that gradually spread across the river to the north bank.

The once bustling Crystal Orchid Street was instantly reduced to a human purgatory, and among the ruins, the mad demons danced wildly among the corpses, fighting the police officers and knights.

"The native demons of the North and South Continents are really stupid, and they are trying to coexist with human beings in vain......"

The culprit of all this, the silver-haired figure holding the magic guide in his hand, walked leisurely humming a small tune among the ruins and corpses.

The place where he went was the Senate.

Although the city defense barrier has been suppressing the large-scale outbreak of mad demons in the city, it is gradually starting to overload.

Even if he wants to make a move now, he doesn't have to worry too much about the attack and suppression effect of large city defense facilities.

Tonight.

The flowers will fall into darkness forever, and there will be no more dawn.

……

Posen 10, Lord's Perlman Mansion Banquet Hall.

Etio was anxious to look at the picture, but at the moment just fighting Pollman's telekinesis made her feel extremely stressed.

She knew what the other party's purpose was.

As long as you grab the key to the city defense center from the mansion of the three princes of the Senate, and take the three keys to the city defense center in District 1 of the south bank, you can close the enchantment!

There will be no one left to fight against Perlman and the mysterious evil demons disguised as Evadia.

Although the three dukes all have seventh-order guardians, the city defense barrier is now overloaded, and the demon clan on the south bank seems to be very strong, and it is not difficult to break through the guardian's defense line and grab the secret key.

To make matters worse, Nigel, the guardian of Tiffany & Co. Male, is not around at all.

Even Nigel may have defected.

"Aetio, if you are willing to join us, I promise you that you will not endanger Huberian, and if Ephetia returns, we will also give her the throne directly, because I believe that with you we can cooperate with her, but if you insist on being my enemy, then I can only say goodbye to you today."

Perlman said, looking at Etio.

"Pollman ......"

Etio knew that Pollman's words were demagogic, that he knew her too well, and that he was coming for a compromise that she might compromise.

But if she really agrees to Perlman, it will be tantamount to betraying Sister Evadia!

Just when Etio was preparing for the worst and fighting Pollman to the death.

I saw Nigel holding a short knife, and the dark blade was faintly glowing red, as if it had been accumulating strength for a long time.

He didn't wait for Perlman to react, the blade was already whistling.

The direction of the cut turned out to be Pollman!

Aeio seized the opportunity, and ice-blue lightning rained down from the sky, almost freezing the earth.

"Oh? Nigel? ”

Perlman said in surprise as he gently latched his cane to Nigel's short knife.

Ice Thunder was also easily blocked by him raising his other hand.

Even if he fights Nigel and Etio, it still seems to be easy.

After he blocked Nigel's blade, the glass of the banquet hall behind him shattered and fell like a rain curtain, and the wall of the mansion was cut out of a clear facet and began to move and collapse.

With the sound of the collapse, the torrential rain gradually spilled from the sky, no longer sheltered by the mansion, hitting Nigel's body, wetting his brown hair.

"Teacher, it's you who have fallen."

Nigel said in a resolute and hoarse voice, just like when he cut off the head of his righteous sister, at this moment he was also ready to kill the teacher,

"All I know is that dangerous guy is a demon who can't be a friend."

With a thud, he drew his sword and dived.

No matter how big the sin is, he is ready to bear it, but he can't let the teacher make mistakes again and again.

"Don't you feel guilty about making a move for your teacher?"

Pollman asked with a smile.

No matter how much the rain swayed, it couldn't get close to him.

He used his cane to pick up Nigel's sword, just as he had practiced with Nigel many years ago.

“……”

Nigel stopped talking and fought single-mindedly.

"I'm relieved and sad."

Perlman shook his head in disappointment, his eyes growing colder, sure that no words could shake Nigel.

Followed by.

As if under mental control, Nigel's movements were directly deformed, heading towards Perlman's cane.

Seeing this, Etio tried to cast an ice shield on him.

"Leave me alone!"

Nigel roared, gritting his teeth and twisting his wrist with all his might, and with the sound of bones shattering, he placed the dagger in front of him, and he built a solid barrier for Etio with his flesh and blood.

Etio understood that this time, centered on the ruins of the mansion, an even more terrifying chill had condensed.

The clouds were tumbling, the snowflakes were falling, and the entire Posen Demon Realm seemed to be swept into an unprecedented blizzard.

Pollman was slightly surprised.

Countless icicles were already whizzing from all directions, each one sharp, and Perlman was actually blocked by the ice picks in the sky.

In the next second, the sky fell apart!

Countless ice-blue bolts of lightning rained down from the sky, intertwining with the ice picks on the ground, threatening to imprison Pollman in this ice and snow purgatory forever.

Nigel didn't care about the injury, he pushed in front, the short knife danced, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, and with the ice and thunder of Etio behind, the attack became more and more fierce.

In an instant, telekinesis, ice crystals, and red shadows collided and intertwined in this dim rainy night!

Everywhere this force passed, buildings collapsed, streets cracked, and the entire center of District 10 seemed to be crumbling in this big battle!

……

On top of a skyscraper a few kilometers from the center of the battlefield.

Thunder and lightning roared, and the wind howled.

Two figures stood beside each other, holding their breath and staring at the earth-shattering earth in the distance.

The night sky was dyed an eerie purple red, like the last remnant of the apocalypse.

In the center of the eighth-order battlefield, the 10 districts of the Posen Demon Realm were shrouded in an ice and snow purgatory.

The city was reduced to a trembling earth in their confrontation.

The lords of Wards 7 and 8, Astros and Eureka were still hesitating, watching the battle from afar on the Ferris wheel, and did not join the battlefield.

Even from such a distance, they could clearly feel the horror of that power.

Every collision between telekinesis and ice and thunder would set off a violent wind in the void, blowing the corners of their clothes into a hunting sound.

They felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the world was about to fall apart in the battle between those two eighth-order demons.

"Is this the battle of the Eighth Order?"

Astros muttered to himself, his voice full of trance.

"That's right, this is the Divine Realm, I can't imagine that if two existences at the peak of the Eighth Order fight, will the entire Posen Demon Realm be wiped out in a short period of time......"

Eureka said in a trembling voice.

First of all, it is difficult for them to get out of this kind of battlefield, and secondly, they are also very hesitant.

Perlman and Etio have their own opinions, and they originally wanted to support Pollman in recasting the glory of the demons.

But after Nigel's words, they also felt that the guy who was suspected of spreading curses on his own initiative was dangerous, and if they wanted to surrender to him, they didn't know what fate would do.

"If all the three keys in the hands of the three princes of the Senate are obtained, then the city defense of the flower capital Parrieu will also fall under the control of Pollman, then there will be no fight at all."

District 8 Lord Eureka analyzed.

"I listen to you."

Astros shook his head.

Now the entire southern area is full of mad demons, and the city defense barrier is overloaded.

But the enforcement forces, the army, the police, and so on have been fighting against the mad demons all over the flower capital.

If the eighth-order demons on the south bank get the key before the enchantment is restored, and go to the city defense center in the south bank area 1 to tamper with the order, everything will be over.

Similarly, now there is no one in the south who can fight against the eighth-order demon clan.

"Nigel and Etio want to win on the condition that they defeat both Perlmann and the Mystic Demon before the fall of the Flower Capital."

Eureka continued to whisper.

The Battle of Huadu City, comparable to the Eighth-Order Shadow World, began.

And Perlman only needs to stop Etio and Nigel in Posen Demon Realm Area 10, and wait for the mysterious demon to get the secret key, and the south bank side will definitely fall.

The combat power of the two sides is not equal.

Etio didn't say he wanted to go to the South Shore to put out the fire, and even Perlman couldn't get by.

It is also unknown how many hole cards Perlman and the Mystic Demon have, and now it seems that they are just playing with Etio.

"Is it really impossible for Nigel's side to win?"

Astros shifted his gaze from the distant battlefield to Eureka beside him.

For the restoration of the demon race, he is both looking forward to it and at the same time skeptical and afraid.

He was a little afraid of the mysterious demon clan who had taken control of Paroni's Resentment.

Maybe he and Eureka had to surrender to that kind of demon king, but it's hard to know if it would be a tyrant.

"In this situation, just wait for the bombing group."

Eureka sighed.

The two of them didn't want to fight anyway.

It's no good to fight, and it's possible to put yourself in it.

"Unless the goddess of fate makes a joke."

Eureka could only mutter, hopelessly.

(End of chapter)