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2180 won

 The big devil who won this victory gently wiped his hands with a piece of reasonably good cloth on the ground.

In the devil's territory where supplies are very scarce, this kind of silk thread is woven from the silkworms spun out of the original devil's land.

The piece of cloth he wiped his hands with was the result of day and night work by almost all the workers in a small territory.

But in the lair of the great demon lord, such cloth is hung on the window like a curtain.

Now connected to its owner, it is about to fall to the ground and become a piece of glitz.

And the person who caused all this would not try to transform this place into his own fortress like the previous owners.

He didn't even miss the luxurious furnishings and all kinds of delicious food that were hard to see here.

Without even taking stock of how many little devils were still alive in his territory, he left it all behind without hesitation and began to hurriedly pursue those human clues.

In this land, I don’t know how much treasure and power there are, but there is no news of their lord once again.

After the big demon walked out of the lord's castle and disappeared in this area for a long time, a small group of surviving troops walked out from the small dirt bags on the edge.

This is the team of the most loyal servants that have ever served this castle.

The most ridiculous thing is that when this war really started, the little devils coming from all directions to help rushed here like a tide. However, as the closest people to the lord, the team protecting him quietly disappeared at this moment.

Disappeared.

If I have to give a reason for their disappearance, it is probably due to caution. To be honest, these guards have followed the lords here for a long time. They have lived around the castle since they were born, and they have kept the lords and lords in the castle

As the people they want to serve, they have no other thoughts besides this.

The length of their lifespan depends on the frequency of wars breaking out among the lords in this area.

When a group of mature guards die, another group of descendants who are chosen or born from them will naturally take their place.

This means that the lord may live for a long time, but the guard is always changing, and he cannot maintain his loyalty from generation to generation.

On the contrary, it is because the guard gold here is exchanged too frequently, which has caused the army to be in a state of constant panic.

They always feel that the next moment is their death, and when they actually encounter such a situation, it causes a small number of them to behave like this.

They fled in disgrace and did not live or die with their lords.

Now, after they feel that the evil aura that invaded here has disappeared, they dare to tremble and return to their territory and fortress.

Because apart from this fortress, they didn't know where to make a living and how to survive. So after making sure that it was safe enough, they returned here again. Then in a cautious manner, they slowly and slowly

Slowly, they groped their way to the center of the fortress where they once worked and served.

Then they saw the heart of this luxurious castle. Lying there was the person they once served, the now dead lord.

No trace of demonic energy can be felt on this lord's body. This shows that its final value has been extracted by the final winner of this war.

But again, the final victors of this war did not stay in this forest land, and did not even want to become their next generation lords.

This extremely abnormal behavior made the returning teams who were trying to find a new replacement lord feel at a loss.

In their lifetime of serving clients, they have never been in such a state of indispensability.

This time they were confused and confused, and they were so busy that they didn't know what to do next.

When they began to mechanically clean the dirty war scene here and really clean up the castle, this group of people began to look at each other and began to think about what they were going to do next.

Then something about the devil began to spread in everyone's heart.

Yes, this territory is finally free, and there are no big demons around who have any ideas about this place.

Does it mean that a new lord can be born in their territory and rule it? So, without demons occupying it, will the demons who are closest to the lord have a chance?

As a result, cracks began to appear in this originally cooperative team, and everyone looked at each other and became their own competitors.

A new, slightly weaker round of war broke out between them.

In the end, the winner among them will become the new lord of this new territory. As for whether his strength is too weak and will be devoured by the big demons in other territories in a short time, that is what he needs

Things to consider, not things that the great demon who had just won the war should consider.

He was now fluttering his wings and chasing wildly, searching for traces of Mai Fan and his group.

After he finished solving the matter, when he tried to catch up with Mai Fan and his group, he realized how fast these people were running.

When they went to find Grandpa's path, the speed they walked at was like child's play compared with now.

This big demon can clearly feel the distrust of those humans towards him and their eagerness to get rid of him.

But these people were the opportunities he finally found to leave here. How could he be easily shaken off?

After running for so long, Mai Fan and the others couldn't bear it any longer. When they found a relatively secluded mountain crevice to rest, the big devil finally caught up with him at his own speed.

He flew over, covering up the sky and the sun, then very compactly retracted his wings and fell down from mid-air. He exposed his big white teeth to Mai Fan, who was setting up the stove and preparing to eat.

"Oh, my God, did you feel any surprise or joy when you saw that I had won the final victory?

You see, this is my ability, I am the lucky one who can achieve the final victory.

That unlucky veteran guy lost his fighting spirit, how lucky it is for me."


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