01.
When Monroe woke up, the magic elements around the Blackstone Tower began to stir. When he opened his eyes, the flames around the altar suddenly turned bright blue. He breathed for the first time, and the magic elements around the Blackstone Tower began to Restlessness; he breathed for the second time, a torrent of magic power formed above the Blackstone Tower; he breathed for the third time, dark clouds covered the blood moon outside.
As the Demon King, Hill was naturally the first to feel the change. He guessed that Monroe was about to wake up, and then he ordered to his followers: "Call all the paladins to Blackrock Spire, oh Yes, and Gordenia, whose brother was born. Binns, let's go and see."
They soon arrived at the Tower of Black Stone, and the paladins were one step ahead. These paladins were eager to try. If Hill was a believer in the Illuminati Church, he felt that these paladins probably had evil intentions, but Hill is the devil, so he Thinking about when they will abandon the dark and turn to the light... um... it's okay to abandon the light and turn to the dark.
"Go in," Hill said, and no one would dare to speak first if he didn't.
Monroe was still lying in the black armor, lying in the center of the altar, and he could be seen breathing through the helmet.
Hill whispered: "Will I disturb him by talking now?" Of course he asked the death knight Gordonia.
"No." Gordon said.
"Is it irreversible at this point?" Hill asked.
"Yes." Goldnia said, "he is already a demon, and even if something goes wrong, he can become a ghost, but it may be the worst blood ghost.... And in fact, this last conversion moment , The greater his mood swings, the more powerful his strength will be, so my king, you might as well say something that can stimulate him, which he can hear now."
At this time, the armor was covered with a faint black mist.
"I see." Hill nodded, and then he greeted the paladins next to him: "Come on, you are all his colleagues, you know him, and each of you can say something that can stimulate him."
The paladins looked at each other, their expressions were: Is this okay
"Guangming is yelling at his boss, don't come when the opportunity is too late." Hill continued.
"Cough..." a paladin said boldly, "Monroe, you, you devil!"
The black mist on the armor fluctuated slightly, and it was basically invisible to the naked eye.
Hill rolled his eyes: "Your scolding is too forceful, you might as well just call Monroe a dead ghost. And he is already considered a devil now."
The fluctuations of the black weapons on the armor became larger.
The paladin came out with a "poof" and slipped to the side, which was regarded as a cute pass.
"Come to the next one." Hill greeted.
The next paladin stepped forward, did some mental construction for a long time, and then said to Monroe: "F**k."
The black mist didn't fluctuate.
Hill rolled his eyes again: "You paladins really don't even know how to swear... In other words, if you go up and do the verb you just said to him, it will probably make his mood fluctuate greatly."
The black mist fluctuated violently.
"Yes, I'm sorry." The paladin was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the wall, "I shamed the paladin."
"Forget it, next one," Hill said.
The third paladin stepped forward, and he looked at Hill helplessly. After deliberating for a moment, he plucked up his courage and said, "Knight Commander, I've been hiding it from you. Theresa and I had sex."
This time it was Hill's turn to poof.
The black mist on the armor suddenly fluctuated wildly.
The third paladin coughed lightly: "Is this okay? Lord Demon King."
"Yes, yes, this is very strong." Hill gave the paladin a thumbs up.
With his role model, the rest of the paladins also look good. One said that I had an affair with the bishop, and the other said that I had a crush on the pope for a long time, but the fluctuation of the black mist was not so obvious in the end. Knight, he said heartily: "Captain, in fact, I have been secretly in love with the Demon King for a long time!"
Hill: "..."
Hill silently looked at the paladin.
The paladin wiped off his sweat, and the other paladins gave him a thumbs up.
At this point, this group of paladins must have lost their faith.
"The time is coming." Goldonia reminded, "My king."
Hill nodded, he took a step forward, and suddenly said: "Actually, I lied to you about the fact that the Mortons are human beings, and you also know that I designed you from the beginning to the end to take this step, don't you?" The Dun people are really demons, and the false news was released by the lower realm to trick people like you into becoming death knights. Otherwise, why do you think there are death knights?"
After he finished speaking, the black mist on the armor rolled and surged wildly, and then spread to the entire basement in an instant.
Gordenia next to him was shocked for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "My king, I really think that line is very suitable for you."
"What?" Hill asked.
"You... you're playing with fire," Goldonia said.
The corner of Hill's mouth twitched, "Can we not mention this, or don't mention any lines from that movie in front of me!"
"I heard that you took the initiative to use it some time ago, and it was for Monroe." Goldnia said dissatisfiedly, "I heard what Erwin said."
"Forget it..." Hill looked up at the sky.
So this is called only state officials are allowed to play with fire and people are not allowed to light lamps
02.
The sound of breathing or panting became louder and louder, as if the terrifying sound of an ancient beast came from inside the armor, and then the black mist suddenly shrank, and the armor suddenly shattered into countless dust and merged with the black mist. In the middle, Monroe got up slowly. His movements were miraculous. He didn't sit up and then stand up like ordinary people, but was pulled up from above like a puppet.
The former blond hair and blue eyes have now turned into pale hair and blood-red eyes. At that time, Hill felt that his blue eyes were like the sea, but now there are frozen rivers in his red eyes.
Almost instantly, he appeared in front of Hill, pinching Hill's throat with his pale hands.
"… is that true."
His voice is much lower than before, which is suitable for ringing in the dark night.
The demons didn't feel much, and the throat is not the key point of the demon king. In fact, they even felt that this action was a bit too sexually harassing, because the throat is a sensitive area (?). It can only be said that fortunately the fanatics of the demon king like Albrecht are not around. Imagine changing the gender. How insane.
In short, this property is similar.
But the paladins were collectively stunned, and they even began to wonder who they should help if Monroe and the Demon King fought.
Hill looked at Monroe who was close at hand quite calmly, and he said leisurely: "What do you think?"
Monroe slowly loosened his five fingers, the fury in his eyes dissipated, and the ferocious expression on his face also disappeared, and it became somewhat similar to Goldia. At the same time, the surrounding black mist quietly wrapped around his body to form a soft robe, and then he knelt down on one knee and performed the paladin's etiquette: "My king." He responded with this gesture.
Hill put his hand on Monroe's shoulder and couldn't help laughing.
Frenzy poured down his spine, and his lungs burned with ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.
Sinister embraces the Faith of Destruction, his breath sounding like the death knell of doom.
—His name is Monroe.
"I am not loyal to the Demon Race, nor to the Lower Realm."
He raised his head, and the firelight sank into his dark eyes, he said.
"My allegiance is to you alone, Hill."
— was his own death knight.
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