Ojibuji should be in a good mood today, as good as soaring into the sky.
Because according to Ojibuki’s original arrangement, the Lord of the Brain Spirit Budiberg should die in the finals of the Killing Cup and become food for the little wolf; at the same time, the Colosseum’s infiltration team... should also have
Arriving at the upper level of the library, he used the materials carefully prepared by Oujibuji to complete the first usurpation ceremony of the library authority.
However, Budiberg did appear in the finals, but disappeared the moment Ojibuki announced the start, as if a devil who likes to prank... performed a trick.
At this moment, the little wolf was standing in the Colosseum. No matter how beautiful the moonlight was, there was nothing that could help him find Budiberg's location.
And even if Oujibuki had been prepared in advance, arranged countless fly demons near the wasteland of the Colosseum, and even spent a lot of materials to form a magic circle in a closed space, it would still not be of any help to find Budiberg.
The audience seemed to be watching a mime, except that when the mime started, the main character disappeared, and the mime turned into a large-scale magic show called "Search for Budiberg"
of magic.
At the same time, news from the library was slow to come, and Ojibuki's face became increasingly gloomy.
It was like a carriage that was supposed to soar into the sky... but accidentally ran into the fog. There were layers upon layers in front of me, and I didn't know whether I was going up or down.
After standing for a moment, the little wolf became a little angry and began to attack indiscriminately in the field, leaving countless afterimages. But no matter how lively the little wolf fought and how the wasteland flew around, the audience could not find Budibo.
There is a sign of counterattack or death, and a riot is about to start.
I have to say that this is the most boring Killing Cup final in hundreds of years - who knew that Budiberg won the previous game with an overwhelming advantage, but this time he completely shrunk?
The city lord on the throne ordered the wine glass as if nothing had happened. His face was still pale, but the impatience between his eyebrows gradually faded away.
"Hey...Budiborg...changed his tactics..." Okibuki explained forcefully, but in his mind he was endlessly worried about the task of infiltrating the team.
As time passed, Okibuki was almost certain that the team that performed the ritual had failed.
Damn it... today is the full moon... the graduation class of closed combat training... how can there be counterattack force in the library...
Is Budiberg's imagination so powerful? I've obviously sent out beholder aberrations, so it should be absolutely foolproof...
Or was he using that stick? He deceived my infiltration team?
Damn it...if it wasn't the finals...I could have sent out more gladiators to attack the library...but now...it's too late...
Oujibuji thought silently, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became - it was all because of Budibog's sudden "change" last night, and he had an extra trump card that he did not expect.
But Budibog himself is huddled next to the little wolf, shivering, not daring to breathe - the most dangerous place is the safest place, and I can leave until Ojibuki declares the little wolf the winner.
Already...
The dullness on the battlefield made it increasingly difficult for the audience to suppress their inner restlessness, and some in the auditorium had already started to clash with the fly demon; the city lord seemed to have lost interest and waved his hand to Okibuji.
"Announce it..." The city lord seemed to have understood the battle situation and did not intend to waste time on the finals.
"Lord City Lord...this..." Although Oujibuji had already revealed to the whale gamblers that Budibog would definitely be defeated, he did not expect it to be in this way.
The city lord didn't respond, he just glanced at Oujibuji silently.
"As you command..." Oujibuji suppressed his anger and jumped into the field to declare the little wolf the winner.
Not surprisingly, a riot started again.
But this time, the city lord made no move to intervene. He threw down the wine glass and turned around to disappear. Before leaving, he took one more look at Okibuki.
Tonight was a bad start, and I hope that good news will be learned at the meeting - Oujibuji knew that the city lord's glance before leaving was a greeting to him, ordered the armor and the fly demons to maintain order, and then arranged an airport exhibition match for the dissatisfied audience.
After the market opened, we also jumped to the lounge to prepare to change our clothes and go to the meeting.
That would be a meeting to decide on the recent arrangements for Demon King City. It was a meeting initiated by the city lord and attended by the eight pillars.
But when Budiberg saw that the magic circle was lifted, he cautiously walked around the little wolf and quietly disappeared into the contestants' tunnel, escaping death.
After finally repaying the debt of the King of the Colosseum, Budiborg regained his freedom. He had no intention of going back to the library, but at this moment he suddenly received a thought in his mind and was dragged back to the direction of the corridor of confusion. He sighed to himself.
There is no way to escape the control of that abominable library owner...
…
Oujibuji changed into a set of gold-plated cloth bags and came to the throne room.
The throne is still empty, the city lord has not yet arrived, but half of the candlesticks symbolizing the eight pillars have been lit, and the remaining nine small candlesticks are dim and have no light - tonight's meeting is not Xiao's turn.
The pillars participated.
Ojibuki sat on the long table in front of the throne, shook off a few flies, and drank the endless wine in the cup.
"Hey, I don't like you devils in human skin...what are you pretending to be?" Ojibuki glanced at the long table and became polite like the king of the Colosseum.
"What are you talking about~ My Lord, the King of the Colosseum~ The two of them...were originally human beings~" A woman who looked like a virgin walked around to Ojibuki and wiped the splattered gold thread bag.
Liquor, gentle face.
"Ha! Are the two human beings the main pillars of the Demon King's City?" Okibuki asked knowingly, squinting at the two people sitting on the long table - one was wearing a red robe and had a goatee;
Wearing a crown and a gold collar around his neck.
The one in the red robe looked at his nose and heart without any expression; the one wearing the crown exhaled violently, causing the gold collar to slightly deform.
"Oh, it used to be a human being, but it is no longer ~ right, old goat?" The Virgin looked at the red-robed figure.
The red-robed man known as the "Old Goat" still showed no reaction, while the one wearing the crown was not very comfortable waiting, always glancing at the empty throne.
"What about you? Huh? Bao'er?" Oujibuji felt bored and looked at the Virgin beside him, "You are a nightmare succubus and you dress up like a Virgin. What do you mean?"
This person is the "Human Depravity" instructor of the closed combat training, the holder of authority between pleasures, and the nightmare demon Bao'er - Li Yue was afraid of being pulled into a dream by her, so he skipped all her courses.
"There is nothing I can do. If I want to entertain those annoying humans, of course I have to dress up like them? You don't know that if you face them in demon form, many weak humans... will die just by looking at them~"
Bao'er's hand touched Oujibuji's golden thread and walked up and down.
"If you don't like what I look like, then Lord King of the Colosseum...what do you want me to look like?" Bao'er said, turning into a giant female fly.
"Ahem..." Oujibuji resisted the urge to climb up, "Today is the full moon, shouldn't there be a devil's dance? If you don't pay attention, you will lose a lot of souls."
"There's nothing I can do... If the city wants to have a meeting, they'll come~" Bao'er chuckled, retaining the look of a big fly, and sat next to Oujibuji, seeming to enjoy Oujibuji's control very much.
Live like.
At the same time, the endless wine glass automatically slid over and slid in front of Bao'er.
"By the way, you've seen Mento in the closed combat training, right? What did the old guy say?" Ojibuji wanted to find out the attitude of the Demon King's mentor - several pillars knew whether to launch the plan tonight.
During the discussion on the Demonic Expedition, Mento’s suggestions will naturally become a reference for the new city lord.
"That bastard... his head is full of chaos... he steals other people's classes, changes their class schedules, and they just ignore him~" Bao'er really has no interest in Mento, and this "disinterest" also goes both ways.
of.
"Hey, human, what do you think? Will there be a war?" Oujibuji avoided Bao'er's harassment and looked at the one wearing a high crown.
"Call me Your Majesty." The big pillar wearing a crown finally couldn't stand Oujibuji's repeated provocations, turned around, and a few insect legs protruded from the gaps in the gold collar.
"Your Majesty? Who do you think your Majesty is?" The King of the Colosseum shook off a few flies. "Is this your first time sitting at this table? How dare you speak?"
Just when the tension was at stake, the room between the thrones suddenly became a few degrees hotter, and a majestic figure broke through the doorway and rushed in.
