"How can I die like a hero?"

"Listen, Leon. ”

"To die is to die, there is no difference between brilliance and wretch, like Pyrrhus who was stoned to death by an old woman, Caesar who was killed by his adopted son. ”

"Don't worry about that. ”

Lorga patted Leon lightly on the shoulder.

"Don't wallow in grief, you've avenged him. ”

Li Ang's gaze was calm and he didn't say a word, but in this calm, there was a black flame that had already shown the momentum of a prairie fire.

Carrying the resentment of others certainly makes the flame of revenge stronger.

But this revenge that belongs to him, the resentment that comes from the depths of his heart, is the root of the flame of revenge.

Luo Jia said softly, "Now, let's bury him." ”

Leon finally spoke, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water in many days.

"Hmm. ”

...

Standing in front of the tombstone, Leon lit three white candles, and the firelight illuminated the empty tombstone.

He held the carving knife in his hand, pondered it for a long time, and then put it down.

Luo Jia wondered, "What's wrong?"

Leon sighed lightly: "The remains of the witcher have magical powers, and if they write epitaphs, they may be stolen by those wild wizards, just think he is just an ordinary person." ”

The remains of demon hunters, in fact, like demons, should be cremated, otherwise it will erode the land, making it unreproductive, and even infecting some creatures, causing them to mutate.

But this land has long been eroded by magic so badly that just a corpse of a demon hunter is insignificant.

Lorga asked, "Do you have any regrets?"

Leon: "Huh?"

Loga explained, "I have a ritual of summoning spirits through his tomb to summon the spirits of the dead to communicate with you. ”

Leon's expression moved slightly.

Loga added, "However, the soul of the demon hunter may have been corrupted by magic, so whether or not to do so is up to you. ”

Leon hesitated and shook his head.

"Forget it, let him rest here in peace, there is no need to toss his soul anymore. ”

Luo Jia said: "Then let's leave, this time the matter is so big, the church will definitely do its best to find the murderer." ”

Li Ang smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, I implicated you." ”

Lorgar shrugged: "It's okay, even if it weren't for you, I would have killed a demon like Count Iskar who had lost his conscience." ”

...

In the dungeon beneath the Count of Iskar's mansion, a tall, muscular man suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were beast-like, a dark green hue.

His lips opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word, only felt a burning pain all over his body, and everything he saw in front of him was blurred.

"Where am I?"

He struggled to his feet, leaning against the cold wall and looking around.

The knife on the surface of the body was chopped with an axe, and there were more than ten arrow wounds As he woke up, he called on the magic power in his body to repair, and gradually began to heal.

But the consumption of mana made him hungrier and hungrier.

He had to stop repairing his injuries, summoning the last of his magic powers, and with the strength of his hands, he broke the iron fence that stood in front of him.

He staggered out of the cell, but then felt a visceral sense of powerlessness.

Because overhead, there is a closed iron gate, and there seems to be a heavy object on it, no matter how much you push it, you can't shake the iron door in the slightest.

He subconsciously looked to the side.

In the middle of the dungeon, there was a large pool of water, filled with the blood of the prisoners, and at this moment, the blood was exuding a fragrance that was extremely fascinating to him.

Hunger instantly swallowed his mind, and he walked to the edge of the pool like a machine.

Gollum –

The man swallowed and fell headlong into the pool.

...

The bottomless abyss, in a fiery world, a demon with scarlet skin and a jackal head is lazily bathing in magma.

He wore a black crown on top of his head, from which black-gray embers continued to fall.

At this moment, He was constantly scrubbing his red body with his hands.

The number of demons around was very rare, only a few three or five, but each one was extremely powerful, and all of them were in a high rank.

The lower the abyss, the more unsuitable it is for the survival of ordinary demons.

This is also the reason why the Abyss is constantly advancing into the upper world, because the resources of the lower Abyss are rapidly depleting, and the Abyss is like a chariot that is constantly advancing, as long as it stops, the car will be destroyed and people will die.

The demon opened his hand, and a translucent soul appeared in the palm of his hand, and he said with interest, "Tut-tut, what a terrible death, Iska, you have all been chopped to pulp. ”

The soul of the Count of Iskar let out a rage: "Demon, you have deceived me, you have abandoned me, you have broken our contract!"

The demon laughed, "Don't say that, I've always helped you and given you strength. It's just that in that case, you're going to die. Can't let me pass through the countless layers of abyss and pass a mid-sequence incarnation in the past, and then be cut down by those two witchers to fulfill the contract, right?"

Count Iskar reluctantly roared, "But how can I stop there, but you have promised me to be king of the world, and to wear a crown of supreme honor." ”

The demon's cold voice rang out suddenly.

"It's just casual, and since it didn't fall on the contract, I can't do it—but since you're more serious, I'll grant your wishes. ”

Count Iskar's face showed a look of surprise, but there was a hint of doubt in it: "Will you bring me back to life?"

The demon grinned and smiled, "No, but I'll make you the king of the world." ”

He snapped his fingers, and then the heavens and the earth shifted, and the volcanoes of hell flowing with boiling lava were replaced by a field of ice and snow.

There was a dead silence, and there was not even the sound of any living thing to be heard except for the howling cold wind.

"This is this world, I will give you a seal and make you the king of the world, but you are the only one in this world. ”

"No, demon, I don't want to stay in this world!"

"That's not good, I'm the demon who values the spirit of contract the most!"

The devil's playful laughter rang out.

"Go to rule, go to King's Landing, Lord Iskar!"

He threw the wailing soul into the snow and ice, rubbed his body, and exclaimed, "What a hellish weather, I still like to soak in hot baths." ”

The demon with the ember crown snapped his fingers again, and his behemoth disappeared in an instant.

This demon who made a deal with Count Iskar is a great prince who lives in the bottom abyss and has mastered countless layers of abyss!