Hell's Code of Conduct

A closer look at Leal won't reveal it at all.He looked over carefully and stroked the scar on it—it looked like it was branded on by a thorny thorn, and it formed a ring shape around the base of the finger.

A legend called the Hanged Briar came to Leal's mind.In ancient times, a demon lord in the depths of the earth fell in love with a human being, and he fell into hell from the human world. The frightened human beings were forced to accept the demon's love, but hanged the demon with thorns, but what humans did not expect was that the demon had already Give everything with your hands.This human has gained the power of a demon and has become a fallen man who can never return to the human world. The love he once promised bound him like a shackle to the ground, which made the dead demon come true. Nothing can separate them .

So I don't know when, the thorns became a symbol of romance, able to show the twisted view of love in hell.

[What kind of shit is this? 】

[I heard from the people here that it is proof of a certain relationship.Human customs are very interesting, and they can come up with such things. 】

Leal was in a trance, his heart was struck hard like a huge bell, a gap was pried open in the deep corner of his mind, and messy information flashed one by one.

[Don't forget your origin, Black Beast. 】

【...If you disappear, I will forget you.No one blesses your slumber, nor expects your awakening. 】

There was movement behind him, and Leal turned around and saw Felinna holding a bag of clothes in one hand, looking at him calmly.The gold rim around Felinnai's black eyes has become very thin, and the entire iris is extremely black, which makes Leal feel extremely dangerous.

The surrounding shadows became restless again, showing a ferocious posture, and Leal had to step back cautiously.

Seeing the snake-shaped ring in Leal's hand, Felinnay just smiled, and didn't step forward to stop it, but said, "You usually wear the night soul on your left index finger."

At this moment, Leal was very impulsive to see if there were the same thorn marks on Felinnay's ring finger, but he held back and put the snake-shaped ring on his finger.

A teleportation circle rose from under Leal's feet, and the wind rose from the airtight room, even blowing away the increasingly dense black shadows.Felinnai was pushed out of the area formed by the wind circle, raised his jaw in the gap between the wind and the shadow, and said to Leal, "I will find you soon."

Leal sighed and said, "In what capacity, 'Lord of Shadow'?"

There is only one demon who can rule the shadows.Compared with the master of the dark forest and the lord of the north, the lord of the shadows is not well known among the many titles of the black beast.

Leal didn't have time to hear Felinnay's answer, he closed his eyes, feeling the turbulent flow of magic power and the squeeze of space that brought him away from this place.

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In the blink of an eye, there were already deserted hills under Leal's feet.He was suspended in mid-air, as if a pair of gentle hands were supporting his body.

In the ancient hell, only demons with the ability to fly in their original form could have the opportunity to soar into the sky, but the fallen who appeared later broke this rule, and being able to fly is no longer the patent of birds.

The condescending view is extremely wide. Leal thinks that he used to be used to standing on a high place overlooking hell like this. Looking north, the vast area is the dark forest. Now he is quite far away from there, and he can only vaguely see a piece of furry flat canopy.The Black Crystal Palace in the center of hell is at the end of his line of sight to the west. The underground of the palace is the largest node of the magic energy crystal vein in hell. The Celestial Army tried to blow it up in the last war but failed. Otherwise, the war would not be possible. It ended so quickly.

Leal lowered his head. Below him was a huge hollow, the size of a small lake.The vertically descending cave is unfathomably deep like a huge mouth, and Leal has not yet excavated information about it in his memory.He originally expected that the ring would take him to a place like a shelter, no matter how bad the surroundings were, he should be completely safe, so what happened to throwing him directly into the sky?If the flying technique is released and falls vertically, it is unknown when it will fall to death at this depth.

Leal slowly descended to the edge of the void, and his vision became blurred, as if surrounded by a thin layer of mist.He is optimistic that this is due to the darkening of the sky and not one of the symptoms of the erythema.He slowly groped forward. If he saw correctly when he was in the sky, there is a passage leading down here, which is the kind of ladder dug out of the cave wall for humanoid creatures to walk on.

After groping for a while, Leal finally stepped on the first step. He walked down the cave wall slowly, hoping that his luck would not be worse.

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Leal, who is cowardly and weak now, is super fun, and I don't want him to recover (x

Don't look at Felinnai being so obedient now, it's because the current Leal can't bear to play around (spreading hands

Since the author himself is a bad namer, the various names and items in the article are full of earthy taste, please forgive me!

However, the name Felinae has a meaning, which means cat. Of course, I didn’t come up with such a meaning. Thank you, Ji You.

I am going to draw a detailed outline today, otherwise I don’t know if the story will be finished before the end of the year, so I may not update it tomorrow qwq

Warning, Leal the skin snake who is mixed with skin in seriousness is about to appear/

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[-]. In hell, don’t think that there are only demons in human skin

In dim vision, hearing is the first thing that replaces vision.The whimpering wind blew Lyall's hair and robes in his face, and he had one hand free to wrap around his cloak, his shoulders brushing his way down the cave wall.He sniffed the air here vigorously, but there was no strange smell, only cold and damp water vapor blowing towards his face.

Leal touched a stone and threw it down, and it took a lot longer to fall to the bottom than he thought.The stone steps here were just as slippery, rainwater perhaps, but such a vertical hole was so unreasonably formed that Leal refused to figure out its origin, wanting to hurry to the end.

Two narrow slips and slips, and before Leal thought the steps were endless, he landed his last foot on flat ground, again with wet, cramping legs and worn-out palms.

Leal was so exhausted that he collapsed, and he had no intention of going back the same way.

It was completely dark outside, but even daylight would not penetrate so deeply.He stood alone in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers and couldn't figure out the direction, so he had to take a step towards the direction he thought was ahead, but he almost stepped into a small puddle.He lightly rubbed the ring on his index finger with his left thumb, flicking the snake's head to the inside of the finger and back again.This is a little habit that he didn't have before, which shows that his body memory is gradually recovering.

Leal chanted a light spell unskillfully. He has no magic power, but the light spell consumes very little power. He believes that the crystal on the ring will not be a piece of glass. He just wants to light up the ring, even the most common There should be enough magic power stored in the magic crystal.

Leal listened to the sound of ticking water in the dark, he suspected that he had cast the wrong spell, and the next instant the light was bright, Leal closed his eyes tightly unexpectedly, but there was still an almost trembling shadow left in his vision. Blind his brilliant light spots.He stretched out his other hand to cover the glowing crystal, allowing just the right amount of light to emerge from between his fingers, and looked around at the flickering spots in front of his eyes.

The first thing Leal saw was a bone of a giant animal about his height. He leaned over to take a closer look at this curved bone that was as thick as two people. clean.The shape appeared to be the tail of some kind of animal, and Leal lifted the ring lit by the Lighting Charm a little higher, and saw the rest hidden in the darkness.

He opened his eyes wide in horror, and took a few steps back so that the light could shine into the space above. Even though the whole picture of this thing was still not fully revealed, it was enough to see how terrifying it really was.

In front of Leal was a huge snake corpse. The curved and coiled body almost merged with the black cave wall, and it was impossible to tell how long it was.The snake's head rested on the other side of the large hollow wall, and Leal estimated without exaggeration that the snake could swallow a slave ship in one gulp.

The upper part of the snake corpse has not been boned, and it still retains its previous appearance. Leal did not see where the fatal injury was, but the lower half of the giant snake was almost eaten away. The bite between the bones and the flesh The injuries are very conspicuous, even the bones have sharp scars.

Ordinary animals can't grow so huge, this is a demon that was originally a giant snake.

There was an abrupt stone chair in the open space directly in front of this body. Leal stepped forward and confirmed that this chair was used for humanoid creatures to sit on.

Just when he was in a daze, a sound of steady footsteps came from the other side of the stone stairs. Leal vigilantly illuminated the direction of the sound, but bumped into a phantom head-on.

The phantom had the same face as Lyal.

"He" went straight through Leal's body and walked towards the snake body, walking more calmly. When he reached the position of the stone chair, "he" looked up at the remains for a while, and made a gesture of sitting down .A phantom of a stone chair emerged to catch him, overlapping with the actual chair Leal had seen.

This is an illusion from the past, and Leal is sure that these are the remains of what happened in the past. Maybe the magic position here is too complicated and left unintentionally, or it may be intentional.

Leal heard the phantom saying: "Unknown demon, I need to borrow your body. Do you have any unfulfilled wishes that I can help you fulfill?"

He was questioning the giant snake.Leal looked over and realized that the snake corpse had also changed its appearance at some point. The overlapping phantom was different from the present, but turned into a completely corroded bluish-white skeleton.

The corpse would naturally not respond to him, Phantom sighed: "It is said that demons can recover their strength through deep sleep, but once they die completely, they will usher in a real end, and there is no way to return to this world—it turns out to be true."

The phantom sitting on the chair waited for a while, and after hearing nothing, he said, "I will treat your remains well."

The illusion dissipated before the words fell, and the last thing Leal saw was the boneless corpse gradually filling up like a dead tree rejuvenating in silence, and the whole skeleton gave birth to new flesh.The phantom Leal disappeared in place, and a pair of huge snake eyes with vertical pupils slowly opened in the darkness.

Human Lyal becomes Demon Lyal.

"So that's how it is..."

Leal laughed out loud, no wonder he is out of tune with this place now, he used to walk through hell wearing this snake skin.

He came to hell to borrow a pair of devil's skin, for what?

Should he put it back on now.

Using the devil's skin to resist the attack of the erythema must be effective, and maybe it can remind me of more things.But is this really what he wants?

Thanks to the illusion just now, he also found a good thing here, a gate of hell that still has magic power hidden behind the last stone steps.

Don't worry about it so much, he should go back, the world is his homeland, his home.

The effect of the Light Curse was coming to an end, and the light was dimmed. Leal walked to the door and stretched out his hand. When he saw the brand mark on the root of his ring finger, he seemed to be pierced into his heart limply by a small thorn.

Not painful but itchy enough to be bothersome.

Leal was pushed out of the range of the door by a light but irresistible force, he smiled wryly, and he was a little thankful in his heart, showing that he really did.

That way there is only one choice.

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The hell has not been very peaceful these past few days. On the second day after the black beast went out for a walk and made the border jump around, the residents of hell who were still in shock were about to welcome the next wave of surprises.Tremors came from the ground, disturbing the monsters that had been dormant underground all year round, and the birds were also frightened by the raging demon energy.Especially the demons of the East Hell, if they are lucky enough to stand on the surface, they can still feel horribly that there are some huge monsters winding past the ground under their feet while their bodies are shaking non-stop.

On this day, the demons who detected the revival of this familiar force all looked at the capital on the cliff in the east of hell.Some people laughed loudly among the corpses everywhere, their red pupils were full of frenzied emotions; The table full of ancient books was packed, and the cloak was wrapped tightly to blend into the night; some people were toasting to celebrate; some people were panicking.

Others look at the scars on the bases of their fingers in their quiet lairs and feel emotional.

The blue demon, Lord of Hell, Leal, who ruled the east of Hell, woke up from his slumber.

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Strictly speaking, the capital of the Eastern Hell was not built by the green demon alone. After he became the lord of hell, he "requisitioned" the palace of a demon lord to save trouble, and gradually expanded it into the current state, and has been using its ancient style. The name "Night Capital".

Snakes are the most hedonistic in hell, and Leal, who is wearing snake skin, is more or less affected by the remaining nature of this giant snake.Before he fell asleep, this capital city staged a never-ending grand ceremony every day. Everyone was carnival and having fun. There was a lot of people outside the palace, no matter beauties and wine, intoxicating music or hearty banquets, As long as you get deep into it, you will have no more troubles.

Because of the feast of this group of demons, the night city has the reputation of "never falling into the night", and many people ridicule it should be called "the city of no night".

This reminded Leal that one of his subordinates once proposed to change the name to "Night Never Night City". It was a white eagle with beautiful feathers, but it was a pity that it fell in the last war.

Nowadays, due to the slumber of the monarch, the grand scene of the past is no longer there, and everything is quiet.Dinotia got out of the pile of files and ordered all the panicked monster servants to go back to sleep, while he walked slowly to the main hall door by himself. At this time, Leal happened to be in human form Landed on the steps in front of the main hall, and met Dinotia face to face.

Dinotia said bitterly: "Just a day ago, I swore to the owner of the Black Crystal Palace that His Majesty Qingmo is a quiet and handsome man, and he will not intentionally disturb the people."

But now?The commotion was louder than the one in the dark forest.

Leal blinked and asked innocently, "... who are you?"

"..."

Dinotia's face changed, at least from Leal's perspective, it took less than half a second for the other party's expression to change from disbelief to ecstasy.

"...Your head is finally completely broken." Dinotia accentuated the word "Finally" very strongly, and even began to shed tears in his eyes that he could resign.

"I'm joking. It's been a long time, Xiao, has my money decreased?" Leal smiled and shattered his fantasy.

Dinotia froze in place, his face instantly black as coal.

Leal walked past him into the door, and added maliciously: "After 100 years, have you shed enough hair to put a pillow in? I like pillows made of your feathers."

Fortunately, Dinotia, who has experienced many battles, immediately put away his embarrassed posture and followed quickly, saying with a face that he will have a bright future: "Your Majesty, if you sell the skin you shed, it can also generate a lot of income for the territory. Why not contribute?"

Leal gave him a disgusted look, "You only shed your skin when you're old."

Passing through the hall with towering columns, Leal used a teleportation magic to quickly walk into the bedroom.Then the adjutant who followed noticed the power ring in his hand, and he was very puzzled and said: "The black beast returned the night soul to you, when did it happen?"

Leal twitched his fingers and didn't answer him.

Instead, he gently enjoined, "Go and rest."

Dinotia got goosebumps all over his body, and left without looking back.

As Leal expected, when he put on this devil's skin, along with the return of memory, he also received magic power, the symptoms of erythema disappeared completely, and he could even weave clothes with magic power, remembering the past He has mastered it so that he can switch seamlessly between naked and sanctimonious.

The bedroom is still the same, using dust removal magic to maintain the cleanest state.Here, Leal's luxurious aesthetic is supported by his huge wealth, but he feels that it is mixed with a part caused by personality, otherwise he would not insist on spending the last copper coin in his pocket when he lost his memory.

The big bathroom wasn't full, but Leal couldn't wait to enjoy a soak.He fell back into the high-foot bathtub filled with hot water. The only thing that changed the appearance of the devil's skin was that his hair had grown longer. The waist-length black hair made him feel a little extra weight.The small space in the bathtub exposes the calf and above the shoulders, but Leal is no longer picky at the moment, he kicks the water splash, and stretches out the hand wearing the power ring to point at the large bathtub that is discharging water , a thin layer of frost instantly condensed on the water surface.Hot water was still flowing from the eight snake-mouth faucets. While maintaining the thin layer of ice between the hot water and the hot air, there was no sign of cracking under the action of the heat, while carving patterns on the water surface with frost.

The finished work was turned into ice balls by Leal waving his hand in satisfaction. He looked at his hands and was sure that his control and precision of magic were in good condition.

He opened his fingers slightly, and casually swung his forearm towards the air beside him, which was his habitual action for summoning Paprita.

But this time nothing happened.

Leal frowned, changed his posture and sat up from the bathtub, and said softly to the air: "Little Pa, are you losing your temper?"

Paprita, who is out of character, likes to curl the pages of the book into the shape of a heart and fly around him.But now there is only steam and the sound of running water in the bathroom as wrong responses.

Lyall realized belatedly now that the Hell's Grimoire hadn't answered his call.

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Hey, hold on to the momentum of the daily update

[-]. In hell, do not scream loudly when encountering night attacking demons, keep calm and fight out

Paprita, the Tome of Hell, is a finicky implement that prefers only to be written with a green nib and black ink, a specialty of the frontier swamps.Turning the pages too hard is not enough, and leaving creases is even more unforgivable.Leal thought more than once that one day he would hang up this broken book and beat him up, but he didn't expect Paprita to leave him first.

Even with his bad temper, he had been Leal's companion for a long time.

A more powerful spellcaster appeared in Hell after the Green Devil had been dormant for a hundred years, and the Grimoire was inspired to go to the new owner. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Leal had to face up to this fact with regret.

But admitting objectively and letting go subjectively are two different things. Leal returned to the bedroom and stepped barefoot on the long-haired carpet that could cover the instep. The soft snow-white rabbit fur was quickly entangled and beaten by the restless Leal. It's over.The black nightgown woven by magic power wrapped his body, Leal sat on the high-backed chair by the window, and took out a thick book of demonology, he didn't read a word, just put it Lay on your knees and stare at the ceiling chandelier in a daze.

Losing the magic tome, his first priority is to need another magic weapon as a substitute.There are fewer legal professions in pure demons than in fallen ones, and the magic tools suitable for them need to be customized, and the customization time is usually measured in ten years.

Leal has experienced the fur and silk of the demon craftsmen. What breaks down is that they are constantly picking on themselves. They have reworked countless times in the past and finally used up all the glow ore in Leal's reserve, just because Paprita I dislike the old style of press angle on the spine of my book and need to replace it.

The whereabouts of the Endless Sea Artisan Group are erratic in hell, but the craftsmanship is indeed first-class.If Leal can find them, optimistic estimates will receive the finished product in 50 years.

"Meow."

In front of this group of craftsmen who pursue excellence, the Lord of Hell is just one of the ordinary customers, and they don't even have a membership system.

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...Wait, did something happen just now?

Leal looked in the direction of the sound - he looked on his knee, and a cat grew out of the open book, pure black, fluffy, with a triangular tail flickering.

Without looking, Lyall pinched the nape of the cat's nape and threw him out.

The fur ball turned into a graceful arc and flew towards the door. He landed lightly and unyieldingly, and ran towards Leal again with his short legs.A few steps away from Leal, the little black cat brushed the ground and merged into the shadow on the ground. Leal subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but was still surrounded by a firm embrace within the narrow range of the high-back chair.

"I am coming."

The black beast, Felinnai, the lord of hell, buried his head on the side of Leal's neck.He flashed out of the shadow, completely naked, his hair was as black as his eyes, and the ends of his hair were a little curly. Leal pulled the hair at the back of his head to keep him away, and said indifferently, "You are not welcome."

But when Leal said this, Felinnai had already forcefully squeezed a leg between his legs, and he freed his right hand to fold Leal's left knee, and put the devil in the middle of them He threw out the classics and gnawed on Leal's lips.

Felinnay's kiss was more like cannibalism, the tip of Leal's tongue was numb from being sucked, and as soon as he tasted the blood in his mouth, he knew that Felinnay didn't pay attention to the lethality of his sharp canines, Leal I wish I could kick him out.

Leal was irritated by Felinnay's unskilled kiss. He raised his hand and recited the spell of mental thumping silently on the head. It took Felinnay three times before he hissed and let go. red lips.

Leal was out of breath, and he summoned a mana thread to wrap around Felinnai's neck in case he suddenly burst out and did something.However, judging from the golden rings on Felinnai's eyes, he is still a little away from losing his mind.

Ordinary monsters would completely lose consciousness after being hit by a mental blow, but Felinnai suffered three spiritual spells in a row but didn't even lose his mind.He didn't care much about the dangerous silk thread that strangled his neck, and he stroked Leal's beautifully shaped kneecap with the palm of his hand provocatively.

Leal put his eyes on the ring finger of Ferinnai's hand, which had the same thorn marks as his own.This made Leal feel a little glaring.

He said to Felinnai: "Yedu is currently not welcoming guests, Your Majesty Felinnai."

"How much has your memory recovered?" Felinnai ignored it, but asked his own question.Maybe it was dazzled, Leal found a trace of tension on Felinnay's face when he asked the question.

"What did you do while I was asleep?" What Leal really wanted to ask was why he was still awake.

Felinnay pretended not to hear, so Leal didn't intend to answer Felinnay's question.

He squinted his eyes to appreciate Felinnai's naked body. After so many years, the Northern Sovereign was still unwilling to wear clothes when he transformed into a human form.

Why were you so obedient when you were at the border?Leal can only think that this is a move by Felinnai who is afraid that he will be frightened and has to compromise.

Leal is as familiar with Felinnai's body as he is with himself, whether it's this handsome face or this beautiful and strong body.

Why does Felinnai have such a human appearance?Because that's what Leal chose for him.

Every part of Ferinnai's body, even a piece of fingernails caters to Leal's preferences. This is what he asked for when Felinnay was just a black shadow a long time ago. Leal underestimated His cunning, because if he no longer loves him, Felinnay's appearance can still seduce him.

Seeing that Leal didn't intend to answer, Felinnai secretly used the shadow to devour the mana thread and approached him again.Leal came back to his senses, habitually raised his hand to summon the magic tome, and stopped urgently after remembering the current situation.

Felinnay was quite familiar with Leal's movements, he turned his head tacitly to hide, but he didn't wait until Paprita jumped out and slapped him with a book page.

"What about the broken book?"

"It's none of your business." Leal pushed Felinna out, rubbed his sore knees and stood up from the chair, raised his chin and pointed out the window, not looking at the other's brightly tempting chest and abdomen Muscle, "Should I walk you or will you go?"

Hearing Leal's displeasure, Felinnai said to him, "There will be no stronger spellcaster than you."

"I see off the guests."

Leal pursed the corners of his mouth coldly, and threw Felinnay out before he could say the next sentence.The collision of raging black shadows and spells instantly distorted the space. A giant hand formed of ice appeared in front of Felinnai. Before being slapped flying, he took a step back into the shadows, with a helpless smile in his eyes.

Before leaving, Felinnai said to him: "I will help you find a magic weapon at your fingertips."

And those black eyes that Leal once loved so much are like an endless deep pool, so deep that it is fascinating and terrifying.

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Leal is a mage in the state of wearing a demon skin, and an ordinary person without magic power in a human state (not ordinary).

Wands and staves are a kind of algorithm in this story, but no one stipulates that mages cannot hold hammers and maces!As long as the strength value is enough, I will show you the two-handed giant sword (manual dog head

The comment is strangely missing. Do I need to use the reply function in the future? It’s a mystery

[-]. In hell, cherish every worry-free boss/subordinate

There are many mountains and lakes in the east of hell, with abundant water vapor and frequent rain.Every low-lying place was filled with water in the end, and over time, the monsters here lived in high places one after another, leaving ponds for those freshwater demons who had fun.

Before dawn, Leal was brought back to his senses by the sudden sound transmission from the adjutant.He sat in a chair all night, and now his hands and feet are numb.

"Someone is visiting, do you want to see?" Xiao Xiao's voice shook slightly in Leal's mind.If he evaluates without any emotion, Leal admits that Dinotia is a competent deputy, and the visitor who needs the Lord of Hell's knowledge to explain that the other party has a special status and is not a role that Dinotia can handle by himself.

For a moment, Leal thought it was Felinnai who came, but he quickly denied this idea.If Felinnai could really come from the main entrance in a proper manner, then Xiao would not say that someone was visiting, but would directly tell Leal that the black beast had come in.

Leal couldn't help laughing, he said to Dinotia; "Whenever you like to play tricks, who is here?"

"I'm afraid your memory can't keep up with this era, Your Majesty. Do you remember Norin? She is now the monarch of the South."

"I remember she was Kasimo's student, Kasimo is dead?"

"Yes. The current Southern Hell is ruled by the fallen."

Leal snorted.He doesn't have a deep friendship with Kasimo, but they both have somewhat of a relationship as the Lord of Hell.Kasimo is also considered an outlier among pure demons. Like Leal, he is a mage, but compared to Leal, who specializes in spell sequences and leans towards battle mages, Kasimo's style is quite classical. He likes to study all kinds of strange things. Weird sorcery, has written many books, most of them as thick as bricks.He was also the strongest contender for the Tome of Hell, but in the end Paprita chose Leal.

Kasimo, the master of hell who is a good teacher, has many students, half of them are pure demons and half of them are fallen, and Norin is the best one.

The Maharaja of the Fallen, who occupies one of the four kings, is a red-haired woman with intellectual beauty, and Leal knows little about her.Norin was not displeased by waiting for too long, and said to Leal after performing the etiquette customary to mages: "I am sincerely delighted at your awakening, Your Majesty Leal."

"I once heard from Kasimo that if he unfortunately falls, he will appoint you to take over his throne. Congratulations, he will be very pleased."

With undisguised sadness flashing across Noreen's face, she said, "It was never my wish."

Leal nodded to express his understanding. He originally thought that an old pedant like Kasimo would one day abandon the rule of the territory and concentrate on research, but he did not expect that his resignation was not due to retirement, but a complete death.

"You are not so lucky. The teacher was seriously injured during the battle, and he fell in a deep sleep." Nuolin fell into memory, "If you agreed to participate in the war at the beginning of the vote, maybe... sorry, I didn't blame you mean."

Norin quickly collected his emotions, and smiled at Leal, "I am here today to hope that you can attend the meeting of the Four Kings next month."

Leal asked casually, "Is there something important?"

The meeting was held in the Black Crystal Palace, and the four hell lords sat together to discuss various matters—Leal felt that there was no need to discuss many things, and he almost never attended.

"It's about repairing the boundary wall. I think if you don't tell me, you'll just send Master Dinotia to vote and leave."

Norin smiled wryly. She had already heard about the behavior of the Green Demon in the past, and added: "The boundary wall has not been repaired since the last war. If the Heavenly Realm takes this opportunity to invade again... I am glad that you are back."

"I know that border barriers have always been my responsibility."

The boundary wall is not so much a layer of protective cover, it is more appropriate to describe it as a net.It covers the entire hell including the border area. Although there are gaps, it can prevent most of the enemies from the heavens from launching a large-scale attack.The Celestial Army finally broke through the barrier in the previous battle, but the delay was long enough for Hell to fight back.

The concept of the boundary wall was proposed by Kasimo. It used the power ring of the king of the four directions and the magic energy crystal veins deep in the ground to connect various places. It took countless resources to complete it. Leal was responsible for starting it and maintaining it daily.Now, if you want to repair the barrier, you will naturally need the support of the four monarchs.

This coincides with Leal's idea, and he also needs the boundary wall to be repaired as soon as possible.

but……

Leal asked, "Even if I can participate, what are you going to do in the dark forest?"

He would go occasionally, but Felinnai had never been.

Norin smiled, with a girlish slyness showing between her brows, "I believe that one will definitely go if he knows you are attending the meeting."

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Kasimo's human form was originally an old man. For a while, he came to Leal every day to ask for magic materials for research, and suddenly he became younger one day.

"It is very difficult to change the fixed appearance of the devil, but I have researched a more convenient method." Kasimo is usually taciturn, and only when discussing magic is he like a chatterbox. He wears a young and handsome Facing Leal and twittering, Leal thought that Kasimo must have secretly changed his voice, which was much better than the original broken voice.

"For your new student? Your face is indeed much stronger than before. Do you want to woo her, do a courtship dance to her or something."

"Can you decorate something serious in your brain, a bad snake!" Kasimo stared at the fire that could not be supported by mud, and he had always been worried about Paprita's recognition of Leal as the master.

Leal thinks about it now, that stupid bird still loves Norin, the south of hell has been reduced to scorched earth, all the students of the lord of hell, Kasimo, have died in the war with the heavens, only Norin was protected, and in the ruins to rebuild the place where her teacher once ruled.

The pterodactyl that shrouds the sky gives the lands south of Hell to his proudest student, but he can no longer protect her.

After seeing off the guests, Leal said to Dinotia, "I'm going out for a while."

His adjutant hesitated to speak, and Leal was surprised that he would have heard a lot of accusations against him in this normal time.

After a little association, Leal guessed that it was related to Nolin's visit, "She invited you to go back to the south?"

Dinotia the eagle owl is a demon from the south. Norin inherited his teacher's style and is not good at ruling. After taking over the Southern Hell, he must have no skills at all.Leal didn't feel disgusted by this kind of blatant poaching, and his adjutant was free to go where he wanted, and he never forced anyone to stay in his territory.

Dinotia looked at Leal and thought of something. His face became extremely ugly, and he said with some difficulty: "If I leave, will you starve to death? Do you still have the ability to forage now? "

"........."

The adjutant had imagined the hellish tragedy of the empty-nest old snake fainting in his palace because he couldn't find anything to eat. He covered his mouth and kept shaking his head, "Forget it, it's better for me to stay here."

Leal smiled, "Dear Xiao, do you think I am such a person, such a demon?"

"Lustful, conceited, lazy and greedy, isn't that your true portrayal?"

... Fortunately, he is in a good mood today, otherwise he really wants to pluck this bird and roast it.

"If Felinnai...if the black beast comes, tell him that you don't know where I went."

"I didn't know where you were going." The adjutant broke away from his imagination, and temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​job-hopping.He straightened his face, looking like he hoped that his Majesty would disappear quickly.

So much the better.Leal nodded, and on the second day of waking up, he handed over the territory to his adjutant again.

……

During Lyal's journey across the Nether Sea, plagued by erythema, he heard a rumor on the slave ship:

There is a slave ship with a special route on the void sea. The whereabouts of this ship are only circulated among the humans in hell.Its captain is a fallen, and he possesses a Nethertear, a magic gem that even many great demons scramble for.

That gem is also Leal's next target.The Tears of the Void are the core of the fallen stars, possessing extremely strong magical powers. Even Leal has only seen such gems in one place - on the cover of Paprita.

Lyall needs to repair the walls of hell, and he must have a grimoire equivalent to deal with the ensuing events.

The slave ship let humans board the ship, and Leal gave up the idea of ​​turning himself from a demon back into a human, and instead wore a camouflage ring. This thing has a basket in his treasure house, and the effect is to make himself look human. Harmless, with a human scent.

The side effect is that the perception of magic will become worse.But since this is in the sea of ​​void, it doesn't matter if it changes or not.If the mages of Hell were to vote on where they least wanted to cast spells, the Nethersea would definitely come out on top.There are not only weird ocean currents in that primitive ocean, but the way magic power flows is also quite peculiar. The more powerful and complex the spell is, the more likely it is to make mistakes.Some people jokingly say that if you put a spell out, you may see the effect of the spell 200 years later, or you may blow yourself up in the next second.

The port where Leal came to the border was not Kenon Port, but a little-known port.It was mid-afternoon at this time, and both the helpers and the "cargoes" waiting to board the ship seemed listless, as if they were too lazy to work.

It didn't take a while for Leal to find out the ship he was looking for. Fortunately, it was parked here, and it was unloading and loading at this time.

There were many humans queuing up to board the ship, and Leal didn't see the figure of the rumored captain.He walked over, and there was a registration office next to the board. He reported his name and lied that he was a poor person who was affected by the black plague and unfortunately fell into hell.

Originally, he planned to tell a tragic story that could at least make the registrar cry, but the other party did not play the card logically, and let Leal pass by writing two random strokes.

In the next level, a strange monster is holding