Chapter 415 I ask you to dance and you ask me to duel
I invite you to dance, and you invite me to a duel?
The Fly Demon didn't expect this square-faced hero to be so unreasonable.
But strictly speaking, Dandan did not refuse the invitation to dance, he just made an invitation to duel in reverse.
The fly demon was stunned when the square-faced Hannibal came over and pressed his cheek against the fly's arm.
Li Yue was in high spirits when he saw the Fly Demon. He almost thought that he had bumped into someone from the Colosseum and that it would take no effort to get there.
As a result, when the devil's illustrated book moved, Li Yue realized that the human being in front of him was just a fly demon, and had nothing to do with the Colosseum as a magic stone.
Li Yue did not try to understand why humans dress up as fly demons - anyway, this is a fake skin dance, and you are free to wear any demon's skin.
Maybe he fell in love with eggs, maybe he fell in love with cakes. In short, this human being pretending to be a fly demon fell in love with the egg pretending to be a doctor.
"What are you doing, a duel!" Hannibal urged, "It's very rude of you not to speak."
As early as when she saw Grandet's duel in Meria Port, Dandan couldn't help but feel restless in her heart. Now that she knew that duels could also take place at the Devil's Ball, she felt itchy.
Tang Ji hurriedly walked around the inner court to see if he could find any worthless drops. He knew how Li Yueqaide would withdraw from the exhibition.
Li Yueqode inquired about the information meticulously.
"You...you..." The Fly Demon's compound eyes kept turning, looking at the two golden-armored warriors behind the square faces, as if they were born shorter, and ran away crying.
The nightmare male demons are entangled, the dwarves are drinking, and the demon merchants are socializing.
"Bad." After hearing what Tang Ji said, Li Yueqode stood up and walked around the field in a flash of golden light.
Tang Ji talked about the past from a distance. He was relieved when he saw that it was just a weaker dark elf and continued to listen to the voices of the guests in the previous area.
"It seems that the other party has withdrawn the invitation to dance." Li Yue knocked on the wine glass in front of him to confirm that Dandan had not violated the rules of pleasure.
Avoiding the body entangled in the ground, Okebu squeezed through the aisle and finally walked to the long table next to the dance floor.
By the way, it can also deconstruct the moments of joy.
Tang Ji could not hear the conversation content of the guests under the table, and it was obviously isolated by magic. However, the voices of a small number of guests did not have any actual content. They were just collisions and intersections, and he felt less irritated after listening to them.
But there are none.
Even the dark elves living in the underground city are getting involved with the outside world - the dark elves like to socialize as much as the nightmare male demons, and because of their small number, they become the main guests at the ball.
The demons in the Colosseum, the Mouth of the Abyss and the Tomb of Light... all exist under the Demon's Ball.
The eight people were all dressed in neat clothes, with bulging bellies and oily lips.
Has Bu Li ever analyzed that kind of leather demon? It doesn't look like a snow monster at all. Maybe it comes from a small ice crevice?
The rhythm of our movements also matches the thrust of the javelin in Li Yueqode's hand.
But the strange thing is that there are skeletons all over the chapel.
At this moment, we were talking in low voices about the retreating duel in the opposite half, as passionately as if we were participating in it ourselves.
Judging from the proportions, there are about 70% of humans and demons in the Devil's Ball. In addition to the newly included demons, there are also nightmare male demons, dwarves and many demon merchants.
Tang Ji believed that the entire joy was covered by some kind of magic.
At the same time, the extent of deconstruction has brought Bu Li a trace of doubt.
Of course no one is dressed as a skeleton on the outside, but they are all humans or other demons inside and out...
The appetizer was iced sweet bread and cold slugs. Tang Ji opened the plate and imagined that there were several demon chefs blowing their noses and smearing the bread outside the demon kitchen. He had no appetite at all.
"Bite my cake butt... Why is there no rule of 'cannot refuse a duel invitation'..." Dandan was very frustrated.
Anyone can sit at the long table. Tang Ji sat down and found that the people closest to him were eight humans, each holding a male nightmare.
Yingying is just prone to be curious about things that interest me. The various entertainment activities outside the small hall are all attractive to me. All I can think about is the King of the Colosseum.
The bad explanation for the mouth of the abyss may be that Memphisius still has time to give birth to a new son, but is the Colosseum really dead?
There were only a few guests under the long table, and they were chatting and laughing in low voices all the time. Tang Ji was curious about what we were talking about.
"Oh, is it Jue?"
There was just a square-faced weirdo in a cake skirt who went around touching porcelain and forgetting to ask "Are you dueling?" after doing so, which was annoying.
The bad thing is that Xiaojia came to the Devil's Ball just to have fun and to be someone else's entertainment, so for the time being, someone agreed to Van Helsing's invitation.
"Duel?"
Moreover, a small number of other dark elves are currently in a "pregnant" state.
Coming to the Devil's Ball, the most important thing was Bu Liyanji's intelligence. The failure of the deconstruction did not affect Tang Ji's mood.
The dueling circle burst into cheers. The waitress took away the body of the dark elf and ordered a new dish.
Even if these eight skeletons of the Seventh Generation are still sealed in the Snow Country together with the Seventh Army, there will be no other skeletons to play with in the Tomb of Light, right?
"Does he know Hannibal Key?"
"Duel?"
"Does he know the King of the Colosseum?"
At the same time, Tang Ji usually pays attention to the beholder demons, wing demons, and fly demons that live in the Colosseum, hoping to find clues about Hannibal Ji from beneath them.
"The knight's harpooneer skills are very skillful, and the angles and postures are as good as those of women, but his demeanor is a little worse." An older woman with a noble appearance manipulated the nightmare male demon in her palm, recalling her heroic posture when riding a horse.
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How could the skeleton clan, which loves dancing so little, miss such a grand dance?
Tang Ji hurriedly walked around the scene, and the number of demons in the demon illustrated book also increased steadily, including some demons such as bed demons, demon bands, happy masks, and weirdoes.
People outside the chapel became even happier.
It is the same as the feeling of deconstructing the library and the forbidden forest. During the joy, everything outside is blurred, as if it has been covered with a layer of silk, and it is impossible to touch the reality of the thing itself.
Li Yueqaide circled the court clockwise, Oujibu automatically surrounded him counterclockwise, and Van Helsing went directly to the table to ask questions.
"Let's investigate separately first. I'm sure there will be no clues if Hannibal is in the midst of pleasure." Tang Ji, who has the Devil's Manual, has no incomparable advantage in the Devil's Ball. Of course, he has to take a walk and analyze it.
If you have seen the demons, look at their drops, and listen to the voices of various idle people.
At the Devil's Ball, not even the dwarves and dark elves, who were very close to each other outside the above-ground city, could join hands to drink and have fun.
"The same goes for my opponent... His movements are all well-organized, and he has the courage to fight with such a swaggering knight..." Another human dressed as a red-skinned devil was sucking and talking.
Whole.
As he spoke, Li Yueqode had not yet stabbed the dark elf's body to pieces, shaking its neck as if shaking a blood bag full of holes.
If it is not necessary, you cannot call Van Helsing over and use the staff of deception to try to guide the direction of the conversation and get the desired information.
The dishes under the table had not been moved at all. It was obvious that the group of people and their children had been playing and singing outside for so long that they even had to put on their dancing shoes.
So poor?
"In the old days, tickets for a duel like that wouldn't even be sold..." A human wearing a thick white fur spread his body and let the nightmare male demon lick his hair, commenting faintly.
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"Oh, new friends, did you hear them introduce themselves to you?" The noble turned his head and raised his glass to Oujibu and the shadow beside me.
Finally, after asking more than a dozen tables, and even asking the same table several times... none of the guests accepted that it was the thin-faced knight in shining armor who challenged me to a duel.