Volume six in the world five hundred chapters eighty-nine chapters victory
Similarly, the fifth devil king who controls the angry hell, Belial Overlord, is not a hell demon. Although no one knows what he looks like, the overlord always wraps himself in armor, but only from the people surrounding the overlord.
You can tell by the cold breath that he is not a demon from hell.
Because we all know that as long as there is a hell demon, the fire element around him will become active. It is rare for a hell demon to attack its opponent with cold frost.
Lord Azazel, the ruler of our third level of jealous hell, is a fallen angel, while the fourth lord, Viscount Samael, is a snake man. His upper body is a human and his lower body is a snake.
The reason why I say so much is to tell you that there is no end to the path of the devil's power. After the demon refining in hell, there are still various unknown paths waiting for you to explore and find a fighting form that is most suitable for you. Of course, these
There is no room to help you evolve, everything is up to you to explore on your own.
So that’s it for the class. Let’s talk about one thing. The school’s anniversary event will soon be ushered in. Because it is the Ten Thousand Years Ceremony, the dean hopes that this time the event can be grander, so every student
There needs to be a show.”
There was an uproar in the classroom as soon as these words came out. Why did the students have to perform a program at the school celebration?
Shouldn't students take a break or find a place to have fun?
What is this?
"A show?" Prince Sol frowned and asked, "What show? Can you tell me more clearly what kind of performance it is?"
"It's like an ordinary big theater. Each of you needs to put out a show and at the same time, as an actor, perform hard for the audience on the stage."
The instructor said: "The great Lord Will of Hell and the seven devil kings will come to watch by then. Try your best to act well, maybe you can leave a good impression in their minds." The last sentence has a certain effect.
, some demons quickly became quiet, and at the same time began to think about what kind of performance to use to impress the audience, the will of hell and other demon kings.
Being able to leave a good impression in the minds of these big shots will undoubtedly be very helpful for your future career.
But not everyone thinks so, there are still many devils who express strong dissatisfaction with this arrangement.
"Yeah? What are you doing? Why would such a thing happen?"
"We are here to learn, not to be minstrels or clowns! I am a general, a general!
You actually want me, a general who commands tens of thousands of demons, to perform on stage like a clown?"
"Ha, I was the queen of elves. Even if I die now, I will not go back and do such a thing. It is simply unbelievable to me that the school would make such an arrangement."
The instructor shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "Okay, okay, I know you are all excited, but there is no need to come at me. This matter is not decided by me as a lecturer. I am just passing on a message.
However, it seems that Dean Mesdam attaches great importance to this performance. After all, it is a big event like the Ten Thousand Years Celebration, and there are so many high-level officials coming. If anyone here does not cooperate to participate in the performance, it is very likely that he will get the performance.
You will encounter some minor troubles when applying for your diploma.
First of all, let me say that I am not threatening you. Everyone knows who Dean Mesdam is. Although he seems to be a wise and kind old scholar, under the surface, he is really not. Enough talking, get out of class is over."
After speaking, the instructor picked up the lecture notes and left, leaving a room full of students in shock.
Although the lecturer said this was not a threat, it was clearly a naked threat.
If you don't perform, you won't be able to graduate. In fact, if you don't perform, you will die, which means the same thing.
After being shocked, all the devils, including Elos and the Ghost Elf Queen, began to think about what kind of show to perform.
Bravely sacrificing one's life in order to defend one's dignity and honor is a fool's behavior in heaven, not the style of devils in hell. No devil would risk his life for such trivial things.
And since you have decided to perform, you must naturally maximize your profits. It is naturally best to use your best means to perform the best program to win the favor or favor of those high-level officials.
If this goal cannot be achieved, then it is still good to leave an impression.
"Lord Elos, are you ready?"
Prince Thor came over and asked, "I see that you have a natural expression and don't speak. I guess you must be quite confident about this kind of thing.
Thinking about it, a chief student who is excellent in everything like you, Lord Elos, is naturally different from ordinary people. I simply cannot imagine what it looks like when you are stumped, sir. I feel so miserable."
"I didn't speak because I was thinking about the problem. In fact, I don't like this kind of performance either."
Ilosi sighed and said: "Tonight I am going to compete with a general invited by the tactical instructor in the military flag exercise. The tactical instructor is very unhappy that I defeated him in the military flag exercise. I was thinking about how to deal with this matter at the time.
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Although I think students like us should not participate in performances, it is really disrespectful to us.
However, I really don’t care much about the performance that the instructor just mentioned. Performance is not a problem for me at all.
It's you, I wonder why you came back to me for help. You are a prince. Have you never seen the show?
"Of course I've seen it," Prince Thor's face looked strange, "Forget it, let's go to your house and talk about it. This small group's gatherings are usually held in Eloise's room.
On the tea table in the center was a cup of green tea and three cups of coffee brewed by Themis herself.
Everyone sank into the soft sofa beautifully, sipping tea while discussing issues.
Generally speaking, it is related to studies. Sometimes it is about the purification of forging and alchemy materials. The processed materials can make better items.
Sometimes it is some small tricks found in the use of magic. For example, some words can be omitted in some spells to speed up the process of completing the spell, but it will not have any impact on the effect of the spell.
More often, it is about war issues, the formation of the army, and strategic and tactical issues.
Sometimes the three members of the group would also talk about things in their world, those good days before they fell into hell.
And today’s topic is naturally about the performance on top of the Ten Thousand Years Celebration.
"As Lord Elos said, I am indeed a prince and have seen many performances, but to be honest, none of them are of any help to me."
Prince Thor shook his head and said: "I don't have a beautiful voice like a bard, nor can I play the lyre or the lute with my hands.
Prince Thor took off his gloves, stretched out his calloused hands and said: "In order to take revenge and regain the throne, I have devoted all my energy to things related to the restoration of the country. As a human being
, I don’t dare to slack off even for a moment when I am in a devil’s top academy like the Seven Hells Political Academy.
What's more, I have a diligent devil like you, Lord Elos, as my role model. This is even more true. My hands are only suitable for holding a sword. How can I pluck the strings and sing beautiful music to move people's hearts?
"There should be others," Elos said: "As a performance, there should be more than just bards playing the piano and singing."
"Others are even more impossible," Prince Sol's face turned red with excitement: "I will never pretend to be a clown or an actor to make people laugh. It's too shameful. After all, I want to recover.
The prince of the country. Although you may laugh at me for saying this, as a human being I always need something to hold on to, and it is ridiculous dignity.
"I didn't mean to make fun of you," Elos nodded and said, "And I'm not talking about asking you to be a clown, but something else, some other form of performance."
Eloise looked at the three people who looked confused: "Is there no more? Apart from clowns and minstrels, don't you have any other performances that you can perform well?"
"What kind of elegant art can humans have?" Azshara, the former Elf Queen, said with a sneer, "Not to mention the dark elves. These underground barbaric creatures probably regard whipping and execution as elegant arts. But even if they are,
In this case, I'm afraid this one here won't have the chance to appreciate it, because no matter how your appearance changes, you will always be a male."
Garrus narrowed his eyes and looked at Azshara. He clenched his hands into fists, slowly released them, and squeezed them again, repeating this process.
Iroth didn't need to think about it to know that the Dark Elf had probably beaten the Ghost Queen to pieces ten thousand times in his heart.
Because even though Garlus narrowed his eyes, Ilosil could clearly see the dangerous light flashing in those beautiful eyes at this moment, and the strong and twisted hatred made people involuntarily feel scared.