The charred land, covered with yellow sand, looks peaceful but is filled with invisible murderous intent. Like a poisonous snake waiting for its prey, it seems that it will attack at the next moment.
There is no daylight in the demon world, and the strange blood moon hangs in the gray sky, which is particularly ominous. The black gravel blown up by the wind hit his face with burning pain.
Under the harsh environment, a group of demons with horns looked at the two people walking towards them unkindly and greedily.
"It's the human race!" "Living humans..."...
There will never be creatures other than the dark race in the demon world. As for the fragile human race, it is even more impossible.
But now, there is a fresh breath coming from that side, and it also condenses a lot of light elements that they hate very much. Although I don’t know how these two human races came to the demon world where only the dark race survives, this does not prevent them from having extra meals.
One is tall and the other is short, one of them has silver hair and golden eyes is taller, while the other has blonde hair and golden eyes is shorter. The demons looked at the rare human race in front of them, wondering where to start.
They discussed it directly and without restraint -
“I want that human leg.” “I think the heart is good.” “The brain is mine!”…
The silver-haired man had an indifferent expression. Without any movement, the demons in front of him turned into sand sculptures and were carried away by the breeze.
"Clarence, are you okay?" Orlando hugged his lover and asked with concern.
There was a slight smell of rust in the air, Miao Anyun frowned and looked pale. Ever since he entered the demon world, he felt uncomfortable. The all-pervasive demonic energy crazily tried to corrode his body and corrupt him.
Orlando placed a barrier around him, but even though the barrier withstood the erosion of the demonic energy, it still made Miao Anyun feel very uncomfortable. It feels like the brain is extremely deprived of oxygen, which is very uncomfortable. Standing on the mainland of the demon world, both physical strength and magic power are being consumed faster than usual.
"It's okay." Miao Anyun took a few deep breaths and shook his head at Orlando. It's just something I'm not used to, and it's not a big problem.
"If we go further, we should reach the holy city of the demons." Orlando knew that his lover was not feeling well at the moment, but he did not point it out. If it weren't for the fact that the teleportation array couldn't be used in the demon world, how could he walk with his lover on foot.
However, he did have a way to speed up. Since the black-armored monitor lizard can already be seen here, it should not be very far from the Demon Clan Holy City.
"Clarence, hold on to me," Orlando said, transforming back into his original form. He grabbed Miao Anyun by the collar and threw him onto his back. It spread its wings and moved forward at an incredible speed, bringing up a hurricane.
Miao Anyun hugged her lover's neck tightly to prevent herself from being blown down by the wind, and the rough gravel was isolated from the protective shield.
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The man with black hair and purple eyes crossed his legs and was sitting lazily on the throne. There was a hint of interest on his evil and handsome face. He was holding a glass of wine and watching the demon dancer dancing below.
The scantily clad dancers, their charming eyes, and their enchanting dancing postures all make people feel like there is an evil fire burning in their lower abdomen.
Ignaz enjoyed it. As the Demon King of the Demon Clan, he stopped taking action after giving the order to attack the mainland. He stayed peacefully in the demon palace, singing and dancing every day.
No matter how graceful the dance is, watching it for a long time will make you feel bored. Ignaz looked away boredly, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered Ella.
Before, he happened to see a little beauty from the Elf tribe whose heart was full of twisted darkness, so he hooked up with her on a whim. As a result, the beauty clearly had no objection to the darkness, but she rejected him again and again.
Such a contradictory soul, if it were dyed completely black, it would definitely be beautiful, right
Perhaps it was the devil's bad taste. Even after being rejected by the little beauty over and over again, Ignaz did not give up. Instead, he felt that this little beauty was different from all the beauties he had seen before. His interest was aroused, and Ignaz patiently beguiled the little beauty.
I thought I would have to put more thought into it, but the little beauty suddenly agreed. Ignaz, who was in a happy mood, directly lent his power to the little beauty, treating it as a reward for pleasing him. After all, being able to sign a contract with the Demon King is such an enviable thing. It's a pity that I met a difficult guy.
A while ago, the elf was caught by that guy. Even though he was two worlds away, Ignaz could feel the oppression brought by that man. Ignaz has always been very aware of current affairs. There is no need for him to offend a strong man for that little elf. At this level, he is no longer inferior to him.
He never does such thankless things.
It's just a pity, that little beauty from the elves. It's rare to find such a satisfying toy in such a long time. Ignaz felt a little regretful and drank all the wine in the glass.
Speaking of which, the knight being protected seemed to be good-looking, and he was his favorite type. As long as that man is around, there is no way he can successfully rob someone. Ignaz could only give up.
Looking at the dancing skirts of the dancers, Ignaz thought for a moment, and the more he listened to the music, the more bored Ignaz became. He waved his hand and motioned for them to retreat.
"You guys go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The Demon Dancer flirted with Ignatz very boldly. Seeing that Ignatz was not interested, she retreated obediently.
Sitting on the throne made of bones with his head propped up on his hands, Ignaz worried about what he would do to pass the time next and couldn't help but sigh.
Where should he go for fun next
"BOOM!!" A loud noise suddenly came from not far away.
Ignaz looked up and saw that a big hole had been drilled into his dark palace. A silver-white dragon flew in, carrying a person who looked very familiar to him.
As soon as the silver dragon landed, Miao Anyun jumped off him. Then, the silver dragon transformed into a human form.
"Demon King Ignaz." The man's cold voice echoed in the empty palace.
Hearing his voice, Ignaz trembled subconsciously for some reason. It always feels like someone called him that a long time ago.
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Miao Anyun looked up at the man sitting on the Skeleton Throne. The man's face was so handsome that it was almost enchanting. There was a frivolous smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his pair of devilish purple eyes seemed to be watching them very tenderly.
Orlando narrowed his eyes, and it turned out to be this guy. Without saying anything else, he drew out the thin sword hanging from his waist and stabbed towards the throne.
"That's really rude, why are you fighting?" The dark demon wings behind Ignaz spread out, and he crossed his chest with his hands, looking a little helpless. He easily dodged Orlando's attack, and the rapier stabbed Quietness only on the throne. The pale white throne was torn apart by this sword without any pause. The next moment, it was automatically repaired because of the engraved repair spell.
Ignaz fell back onto the throne lightly, crossing his legs, seemingly not paying attention to Orlando's attack.
After testing it out for a while, Orlando also started to act seriously. The powerful power spread and Ignaz's expression changed. Miao Anyun on the side was completely reduced to a wet nurse.
Ignaz felt a familiar aura in this bottomless torrent of power like the sea. That, frightening smell.
Ignaz, who was sitting on the throne, jumped up as if he was impatient.
"Wait!" His voice was sharp, no longer as calm as before. As if seeing something extremely terrifying, his pupils suddenly dilated.
Orlando seemed to have not heard his voice and gently waved the sword in his hand. Ignaz ducked aside as if he had expected it, but the sharp sword energy still cut through the dark black clothes on his body.
"You are the Dragon God!" He dodged the attack in embarrassment, and a thin blood mark appeared on his face, still bleeding. Ignaz didn't care at all. He stared at Orlando closely, for fear of missing even a little bit of his reaction.
There was no emotion on Orlando's face, and the sword in his hand was slashed over and over again, as if on purpose. Every time it was always a beat slower, allowing Ignaz to barely dodge the attack.
Miao Anyun frowned when he heard this unfamiliar title. It seemed that Orlando was hiding something from him. However, the most important thing now is to push to the Demon King. Miao Anyun put away the doubts in his heart.
Ignaz couldn't even think of resisting. Their gods' fear of the word Dragon God is too deep-rooted.
He barely dodged Orlando's attack and caught an opening. His eyes flashed and he suddenly released his own pressure. The pressure belonging to the gods cannot be resisted except by gods who also have divine status.
Orlando's attack slowed down.
"You don't have the fused godhead!" Ignaz suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he shouted loudly.
If it were the Dragon God in a complete state, he would definitely not even dare to think about it. But now... a Dragon God who has not yet merged with the godhead, then he has the ability to fight against it. Although I don’t know why the Dragon God didn’t merge with the godhead, this is a perfect opportunity for him!
As long as he can take the opportunity to kill the Dragon God and seize his godhead, then he will become the only master of this world!
The ambitious Ignaz's expression suddenly froze, and he touched his neck in horror. Purple-gold blood spurted out, and his eyes fell into darkness.