Volume 4 Falling into Hell Chapter 370: Bone Demon (1)
The chain demon raised his head cautiously and peeked secretly. Although it was not the first time he saw it, no matter how many times he saw it, he couldn't help but secretly look at this beautiful lord.
Mostima is a beautiful female devil. She has slender white legs that look as smooth and white as milk.
The loose gown was casually covered on her body, revealing the beautiful skin on her body. Compared with the skin of most devils, Mostima did not look like a devil at all, but more like a beautiful human or angel. .
She has long fiery red hair, and two thick horns protrude from the long hair, curving backwards like a cow.
Behind her is a pair of huge butterfly wings spread out. There are brilliant colors and complicated runes on these wings. No one doubts that there is powerful magic attached to the wings.
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"Then my poor little chain devil."
Mostima sat up slowly and spoke. Her voice and movements carried the coquettishness and charm of a lady. She didn't care about the peeping of the chain demon, straightened her clothes and said, "You Now we can talk about the urgent news you brought."
The chain demon hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, sir. That's it. The Hell Star reflected a huge projection in the dark sky of the first level of hell, and the supreme will faced the entire first level of hell. A message has been released, a piece of news, and I’m afraid this news will be extremely detrimental to you.”
"Oh?" Mastima's tone changed slightly. He used star projection to send a message to the entire plane. How much power does this require? Is that supreme will so powerful?
"So what kind of news was released?"
"Sir, the general meaning of the news is that because the lord of the first level of hell is missing, the generals of the first level of hell are allowed to fight on their own. The one with the greatest military merit will have the opportunity to become the new generation of lord of the Scorched Earth Hell."
"Wha, what!" Mastema opened his mouth in surprise, the new lord of hell!
Do you want to replace me?
"What about the generals?" Mastima asked nervously: "How did my generals react in the end?"
"We just received the news," Chain Demon said nervously, "So we don't know the generals' current attitude towards this matter yet."
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Mostima bit her lip tightly, as if she was thinking about something painfully.
But suddenly, she laughed, and the laughter came from her heart.
Mostema laughed heartily, and the laughter became louder and louder. Finally, the laughter echoed in the valley, like rumbling thunder. After a while, she waved her hand to the stunned chain demon and said: " Okay, I already know about this, you can leave now."
"Sir, don't we need to do something?" The chain demon looked at the smile on Mostima's face in surprise, and said in surprise: "Should we? Don't we do anything?"
Mostima nodded and said: "Yes, we will do nothing and continue to wait."
The corners of her mouth curled up, and the supreme will that had been dormant for countless years hoped that Mastima would reappear and fight for his throne.
But will I still be at your mercy?
The supreme will of the seven hells!
You underestimate me!
Mostema's smile had no warmth at all, she sneered and said:
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"I want to see how many clowns dare to covet my throne in my territory. I want to see how far those generals are loyal to me. This is an opportunity, an opportunity for those generals to covet my throne.
A chance for these fools to know who the lord is."
Mostima's beautiful face twisted, and she said viciously: "What does Heaven Mountain mean? These seven levels of hell will one day be mine!"
In the Hell of Sloth, the owners of each castle saw visions in the sky. The stars that remained unchanged for thousands of years changed their positions, and a huge message appeared in the sky. The message was not words or pictures. You
You don't need to know any language, but as long as you look at the sky, you can accurately understand the message.
That is the dissatisfaction of the Supreme Will in the Seven Hells with Lord Mastima.
Now, the supreme will is shouting, whoever of you can perform well in the battle with the heaven, I will make whoever of you becomes the lord of the first level!
The timid ones huddled in their lairs and shivered, while the ambitious ones were gearing up in excitement. They were all waiting, waiting for the moment when the bigger storm would come.
That great era, that great era written by blood and war, that great era of eternal bloody war is about to come.
In the human world, the sun is setting at ten o'clock now.
The sun sets in the west, making the shadows of pedestrians on the road grow long.
The blue-black city wall of Storm Fortress was coated with a layer of gold by the setting sun, making it look particularly solemn and solemn.
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"Stop! It's your fault, what are you looking at!" the guard yelled angrily: "Get out of here, now is the war preparation period, and beggars like you are not allowed to enter the city during this period!"
The person who was stopped had a look of panic on his face. He pointed at himself and said with a wry smile: "Are you talking about me? I'm not a beggar."
"Ha! Forget it, I'm too lazy to grind my teeth with you." The guard stamped his spear on the stone floor to increase his power. He shouted sternly: "Get out of here! Before I get angry."
The homeless man then began to observe himself. The person who came was covered in dust and had shabby robes stained with oil stains. His long black hair was tangled on the top of his head. His beard had not been shaved for a long time, and he exuded a smell.
His butt smelled so bad that even if he closed his eyes, he could tell that this person hadn't taken a shower in at least several months.
Looking at his honor and appearance, who would believe that he is not a beggar?
But the old and wretched face and the disgusting yellow teeth, these distinctive features clearly indicate the identity of the visitor - Everything is Three.
"Sir, I am really not a beggar." The man who always fawned over everything said with a hunched waist:
"I am a well-traveled musician. I have news to convey to the Grand Duke of Gros, so I rushed here all the way. But on the way, I encountered a beast and lost most of my salutes. Please believe me,
I am here to report something important to the Grand Duke of Gross, and also to present to the Grand Duke the music I just composed. I am a musician."
"You dare to say that you are a musician with your appearance? Do you think you are like a bard? And the important thing you mentioned, what important thing can a beggar do to meet the Grand Duke? Is it to ask the Grand Duke to reward you with some black money?
Bread!" The guard sneered: "I think you won't be able to move without feeling my blade for yourself."
The guard said and pointed his spear at the homeless man. For a guard guarding the gate of Storm Fortress, killing a few homeless men was never a big deal.
"Wait! Habs, what are you doing?"
With a loud shout, a female knight in silver armor walked down from the tower.
She did not wear a head armor, and her long golden hair hung casually on the back of her head. She had a beautiful appearance but still had a heroic spirit. She was none other than Fiona.
It happens to be her turn to be on duty today.
Fiona ignored the homeless man and scolded the guard:
"Habsk, using a spear to face unarmed civilians, is this your chivalry? Remember your identity, you are an honorary trainee knight guarding the safety of the Principality of Charles, and your current behavior is
It's an insult to your status! I will write this matter in a report and give it to your captain."
"Miss Fiona!"
The soldier known as Habs looked at the visitor in panic and said: "Oh my god, it's you, Miss! I don't want to make any excuses for my behavior just now, but this person is indeed very suspicious. Take a look.
The way he is dressed, he actually claims to be a bard. I have never seen such a desolate bard."
"Everyone is down at times." After Fiona finished speaking, she ignored Habbs. She looked at the dirty man in front of him with a critical look.
Judging from his clothes, he really doesn't look like a minstrel. Those pretty boys who like to sing will not let themselves become dirty even if they are hungry.
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However, Fiona vaguely sensed from him that this visitor had some connection with Elos.
Thinking of this, Fiona couldn't help but breathe a little faster.