Hell's Code of Conduct

pregnant with the past.

There is no light here.

The queen led the knights to march in the night. This time, she wanted to wipe out the remaining demons in the Southern Hell and give them a chance to surrender, so that Norin would be much more relaxed.

There is always a difference between the rule of humans and the rule of demons.The strong make rules to protect the weak, she wants to be immortal so that even the black lambs can get shelter even if they fall into hell, and she wants to clear enough space to be the new home of mankind.

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hell.night capital.

Leal was sitting on the high chair in the bedroom, with a book of demonology that was the same as last time spread out on his knees, and he would meet him after Felinnay's side was over.

But someone else came first.

"Master——!! I'm back!!" Little Red Snake happily rushed into the room.

"Get off me first." Shen was not sinking, and Leal felt a little bit sorry for the book that was pressed under Sullivan's buttocks.

"...Oh." The big boy reluctantly moved away from Leal's lap, knelt down on the floor, and said again obediently: "Master, I miss you so much!"

"Well, what do you want to tell me, can you tell me now." Leal leaned slightly, showing a trace of tension that he couldn't even feel.

"Well... If I say so, I'm afraid the master will be sad." At the critical moment, Sullivan began to struggle and hesitate.

"Sad," Lyal repeated. "Will I cry when I hear it? Don't worry, I won't cry about anything. Tell me, Sullivan."

The little red snake stared at Leal inquiringly, under the influence of the devotion contract, he could not disobey his master's order.He gritted his teeth and began to narrate: "100 years ago, after you fell asleep, I went to the dark forest to look for the black beast."

Leal smiled, "When did you become so courageous?"

"Of course it's for the master! I heard Lord Dinotia say that the possibility of you waking up after a deep sleep is very low, and I was very anxious, but the black beast returned to the dark forest after encoffining you, and there was no movement at all. Go ask him if he can help."

Leal was surprised.He thought it was Xiao Xiao who sent him to the Mausoleum of Nothingness, but after a long time it was Felinnai?

"And then." he asked.

Sullivan was almost eaten by the black beast back then, but luckily he ran fast enough.Looking back now, he is still afraid, and tremblingly said: "The black beast said that he doesn't love you anymore. He said it himself! He said that whether you sleep or wake up has nothing to do with him."

"We did have a quarrel before I fell asleep, and it's normal for him to say such angry words."

"That's different. The Black Beast's tone at that time was not saying angry words." Sullivan bit his lip, "I can tell. He was just saying "'I don't love him.'" ’, talking about you like a stranger.The black beast has been deceiving you, and I don't know what's going on! "

It was very quiet in the room.

None of the expressions Sullivan had imagined might be on Leal's face, anger or sadness.

"Really." Not long after, Leal said softly, "I see."

"Master doesn't believe me? You know I can't lie to you." Unexpectedly, the master would react like this. Sullivan opened his eyes wide and looked sad, feeling that he was not trusted.

"No, I believe you." Leal said: "But I also believe in Ferinne. I love him, and he loves me. There must be something in it that I don't know."

Leal smiled reluctantly, but he knew that he couldn't be as detached as he showed after knowing this.

"Go back to the border, Sullivan, the Quartet King's territory may not be peaceful in the future." Leal stroked the opponent's hair and sent him away with a teleportation circle.

Then Leal continued to wait for Felinnai's arrival, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"King of the Quartet" is over.

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The end of story three ~ rest for a few days (greater than or equal to three days and less than or equal to seven days) to rest my arms and hands, save chicken blood, and organize the following story lines, because story four is the longest in the whole story hhh

Although there is no detailed outline for this article and all the detailed foreshadowing settings are memorized by the little author with his mind, but everyone's ending has been clearly arranged, don't worry!

Happy Double Eleven!See you next week!

Still a poor car.Gray x Ferriss.Gray, who took the car keys, was okay this time, and there was no accident.

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37. In the world, wild cooperation is not allowed

The moment the bottle was broken, Ferris also smelled this choking sweetness. He only thought it was sweet, but if he smelled it too much, it would make him bitter, but he didn't know what it was.

Sullivan said that he could save his life, but Ferris did notice that the man with fierce eyes who was grabbing his collar in front of him after the bottle was broken suddenly let go and staggered back two steps.

Do you want to run?

Ferriss is still weighing the pros and cons.

"What are you doing in a daze! Run!" Mr. Lulu scratched at Ferris's shoes, "Huo Guo, Huo Guo! You can't beat him, and if you don't run quickly, you will be punished like this!"

"What is the fruit of confusion?"

"Aphrodisiac, understand?! You, you, you, turn into a shadow, run from the shadow! Or become a cat!"

Ferris didn't understand any more.But what Sullivan said lingered in his mind.

— This man is my lover.like.As depicted in many poems and paintings.

If Mr. Lulu could put on a human-like expression, he would be about to collapse now.The Shadow of the Black Beast didn't listen to his advice, walked over to support the crumbling Black Death, and asked him what was wrong.

Boss, can you give me another job!The white-clawed cat wondered if the black beast could hear it.do not care!Mr. Lulu took one last look at Ferris, turned and jumped into the shadows.

Gray recognized it the moment the smell of the fruit pulp rushed into his nostrils, and intuitively felt that his body, which had been tempered and tempered all year round, was slowly becoming dull, like a trace of poison invading the water source, and his mind was bewildered.Demons are resistant to the fruit, but humans are hard to resist. It is said that a drop of this thing can fascinate a person.

The blood rushed to the head, and the ears were burned hot.He clasped the bracelet on his wrist with his fingers. There was no feedback from the phantom armor. He was not attacked. The reaction brought by this thing was not any kind of harmful effect to him.

But this is even worse.It took several seconds for Gray to blink slowly into practice, when a pair of hands supported him from his side.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you? I'll take you to take a shower."

Through the thin fabric, the relatively low temperature on the opponent's body touched him like a pot of cold water poured on coals, and there was a muffled sound in Gray's mind, and he grabbed Liangliang's wrist with his backhand, and slammed the person who was holding him A defenseless neck.

Losing their balance, the two fell to the ground together.

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Ordinary people may be stunned, but both sides are not ordinary.Gray pinched Ferris with one hand, while the other followed the coolness of his bare skin as his body demanded.Face, collarbone, pulled up the black shirt tucked into the waistband, and touched the powerful abdominal muscles along the hem. Gray didn't see that Ferris had such a figure when he was wrapped in clothes.

The button of the torn shirt grazed Gray's cheek, and he leaned down and bit Ferris' shoulder irritably. The latter swallowed the painful sound, probably because he was afraid that people passing by would find out.

With a smell of blood in his mouth, Gray almost bit off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.The black shirt in front of him was crumpled into a ball, and at the same time it showed a miserable state of being lifted up and spread out on both sides.There was a red scratch on his chest where Gray had just scratched, by his own admission.

Gray, still holding Ferris by the throat, pushed two fingers into his mouth to muffle his voice.He clamped the other's tongue between his teeth, the soft flesh was wet and slippery, and he wanted to escape it.

Ferris's mouth was warm, Gray used his hands to instruct his mouth not to bite, and two fingers were inserted into the depth and slightly bent, causing Ferris to retch.He brushed Ferris' canines with his thumb, and this guy actually had such a sharp "weapon" in his mouth, he was indeed an evil demon.

The people under him have been trying to break free, but they can't make up their minds.He doesn't use his size and muscles at all, and the force of pushing and shoving seems to be playing tricks.Gray snorted contemptuously, and pulled out his saliva-stained fingers, which had been churning and raging in his mouth, to lick his belt.

"and many more……!"

Gray seemed to hear Ferris's tone of panic, but he turned a deaf ear to it. He buried his head and pulled out the leather belt from the waistband of his trousers. body.

Let the prey be terrified, trembling under the eyes, and control everything by yourself.Gray is used to this feeling and is happy to see it happen.He put his knee on Ferris' stomach and tied the belt around his wrist.Gray's hot cock was screaming, raising a tent in his trousers, and Ferriss obviously saw it too, and he struggled harder, but couldn't break free from what was binding him like it was a magical chain .

Gray impatiently tightened the fingers on his throat, and it didn't take long for Ferris to turn red and stop fighting due to lack of oxygen.

"You're not human at all." Yet breathing like a human being.

The blond degenerate suddenly wondered if Ferris could get erections and orgasm like humans, but quickly forgot about it.He went to iron Ferris's crisp suit trousers, which were now covered in park dust, belatedly realizing that this seemed to be a wild affair, and that it was almost dawn.

His steel-gray eyes narrowed, and there was a pause of five full seconds before Ferris felt his world spin.

Gray lifted Ferris up, with his arms wrapped around his waist.With the movement of the shoulders, Ferris pressed against the soft abdomen, causing the latter to groan in pain.

Lifting a six-and-a-half-foot man might have been a struggle for the average person, but Gray, who was of mixed blood, was so frighteningly strong that he carried Ferris straight across his shoulders, not quite as firmly as usual, but not to the point of gait. .

Following the breath of the devil, Gray found the small attic where Ferris had previously hidden. There was a bathroom built like a shanty in it, and he threw the person on his body onto the ground paved with tarpaulins like a large luggage.

Gray stepped over Ferris to turn the water valve, and the icy water splashing down from the shower head made him shiver.He lowered his head and let the cold water pour over his head, feeling that his hot body could generate a puff of smoke.

The clothes on his body quickly absorbed water and became heavy and slumped, and some parts of the lower body through the trousers also swelled more conspicuously. Gray's body was still steaming hot, and the cold water seemed to have no effect on him at all.

The blue veins near the blond fallen man's temples throbbed and ached. He heard a sound. It was Ferris who stood up at some point and was moving outside, trying to run.

The prey was about to run and the blond degenerate's mind exploded. He rushed up and twisted Ferris' body hard to throw him onto the wooden plank that served as a wall. Ferris turned his head in horror, and Gray stroked his hair back. This way the water stains run down the sideburns instead of from the eyes.He put a hand in along Ferris' loose back, grasped his waist and hips, and left unsightly fingerprints on it.

Ferris's trousers slid to his knees and fell to the ground and piled up on his insteps. Gray touched the entrance at the back, stretched his fingers in and stretched a few times, unbuttoned his trousers and pushed his penis in.

With his hands still tied, Ferris yelled awkwardly as Gray pinned him between him and the board.

A foreign object rushed into the anus, and Ferris felt his buttocks being separated from both sides by a pair of hands.The thing that invaded him stretched the anal opening and pushed it hard. He felt sore and painful, and the blond man was still pounding, pounding into his body like a hot club.

This feels so weird.Ferris realized it was sex, with the other's penis going in and out of him.There was a manic aura on the man, he fiddled with Ferris' body wantonly, bit his shoulder again, widening the wound on it, listening to Ferris moaning in pain, he seemed to want to swallow him alive, bloodthirsty and tyrannical.

"Ferriss..."

The blood left along the shoulder, and merged with a pool of water stains on the ground and turned into light red.

When Ferris heard the blond man call his name, he ran around like an electric current.But there was no follow-up, just calling his name, but Ferris felt that the pain was not so unbearable, as if he was pushed and slipped into the water after being stranded.

Ferris was still hypothermic, and Gray grabbed the back of his head by the hair and pounded himself deep.The rough expansion did not bring any resistance to the invasion. Gray's cock fucked Ferris smoothly, and the intestines were squeezed and contracted, even if Gray's whole penis was inserted, it was very cooperative.He touched the back of Ferris' neck with his wet hands, the mark of the devil's contract would appear on the same part of the contract, and there was nothing on the back of Ferris' neck, which made Gray very angry.

Except for the occasional moan due to too much movement, Ferris is like a big toy for Gray to play with.The wooden planks creaked first, and the water stains on Gray's body soaked from being close to Ferris. The back of his shirt was wet, and the dark cloth stuck to his skin, which was erotic and imaginative.Gray didn't have time to appreciate it, he fucked for a while before Ferris came, inside him, and before long the cock he hadn't pulled out was hard again and Gray started moving again.

He attacked ferociously, while his prey retreated steadily.Maintaining this position made Ferris's legs ache, and his vacant hip also made the sound of bones rubbing against each other.The back of Gray's back is heavier than the next, and he is greedy for this body, this impulse is more intense than he imagined.

The water was about to be evaporated by the heat of Gray's body, he dragged Ferris out of the bathroom and pushed him onto the sofa, making him kneel in front of him with his back still facing him, and then covered him up to continue.

Gray didn't catch what Ferris seemed to be saying.His cock was gripped tightly by Ferris's back hole, only a small part was left, and Gray immediately fucked this part too, and raised his hand to slap Ferris's leg.Ferris was caught off guard.He groaned, swallowed his voice again, knelt on the sofa cushion, his legs and waist were tense, his pants were completely gone, and his body was shaken by the panting Gray.

The wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding and Gray wanted to make other scars on Ferris, he wanted to ravage this body, but the hot and humid comfort in the back hole refocused him on fucking Ferris In this matter, let the other party be fucked until he can't breathe well, and he can't kneel steadily with the pumping.

The sofa was shaking violently, one person's waist and hips were pressed against the other's buttocks, Gray tossed and tossed in different ways, holding Ferris' ankle, and breathing hot breath into the other's hair.

Gray inserted his fingers into Ferris's mouth again to silence his voice, felt the convulsive contraction of the intestinal wall that was tightening his grip, and lowered his body to kiss the back of Ferris' neck.

It was daylight outside, and Gray shot in again between the opponent's two gasps, hugged Ferris' trembling body, and his consciousness became more hazy.

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hell.

Leal noticed that Felinnai stopped suddenly, and followed him.

"What?" he asked.

An indescribable look appeared on Felinnai's face, and he muttered to the air in front of him, "It's really useless."

Leal was wondering, Felinnai leaned up and kissed his lips stickyly, and immediately increased the strength to deepen the kiss.

"...What are you doing all of a sudden!" Leal slashed at the back of the opponent's neck with his palm, rubbed his lips and pulled Felinnai away from the echelon at the gate of the city where everyone was watching with weird eyes.

——They are already within easy reach of Lor, the city of the fallen and the capital of West Hell.

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The fourth story begins~ I always drive at the beginning and I don’t know why...

Ahem, as everyone knows, Felinnai watched a small movie.

38. In hell, training demons is a science

Before sleeping, Leal had never stepped into the territory of West Hell, but he also heard Raymond talk about the flowers and greenery here.A void sea demon like hell lord Raymond shouldn't love flowers and plants, but he is so different that every time Leal sees him, there will be some petals and grass leaves on his body, which will fall down as he walks. Raymond, who has been violent for a long time, even got the nickname of "Flower Demon".

The Celestial Army took the lead in breaking through the West Hell, which was weakly protected because it was adjacent to the Sea of ​​Void, and the boundless sea of ​​thorns and flowers disappeared.Among the four monarchs, Raymond was the first to fight and fall first. He underestimated the menace of the heavens, and fell asleep forever before entering the Mausoleum of Nothingness. The huge corpse was burned into powder by the holy gun and scattered into the void sea. Leal did not have time rushed to save him.

But given the situation at the time, Leal, who was focused on completing the second umbra conversion, would have made the choice not to rescue him.

He didn't know the details of the subsequent occupation of West Hell by the Fallen, but Thearesia was called the Lord of the Ruins by the demons in the past, and they laughed at her for getting a piece of land with nothing.This shows how serious the damage was during the war, and it is not an exaggeration to call it beyond recognition.

Leal had a bird's-eye view of the entire city of Lore with the eyes of a goshawk. The city rising from the ground was composed of two cities, the inner and outer, with layers of buildings and a magnificent momentum.He guessed that Theresia must have used a certain city in the world as the model when she built the capital. He has not seen the clue yet, but he can feel the soft but vigorous power of the magic crystal center in the city.

The special thing is that the residents here live in the inner city, but the fortress of the hell lord is guarded outside, and a solid white wall is built around the inner city, which looks like a fortress with a copper wall and an iron wall from the outside.Not only that, the high wall forms a closed ring, allowing the magic power of the center to flow through it, and the residents here extract the magic energy to produce and live, and this power can also protect the city.

The demon who spoke so much back then would feel ashamed to see the scene of West Hell now.

It might be that Leal stayed at the gate of the city for too long, and the heavily armed guard knights noticed him and walked towards him with a halberd in hand.The knight did not ask aggressively, but asked in a friendly tone: "Go this way into the city. Are you here to find relatives? The inquiry office is next to the recruitment office in the inner city, and you can see it when you walk straight to the tallest tower. .”

Seeing that Leal didn't answer, the knight looked at him politely, and said, "If you have a skill and want to contribute to the human race, you can go to the recruitment office to register. Are you a mage?"

Leal nodded.

"Her Majesty Teresia is recruiting spellcasters to assist the war in Southern Hell. It would be great if you could help." After approaching, he saw Leal's face hidden under the hood, and the knight couldn't help but blush. Almost biting his tongue, he began to stutter, "Um, do you need to lead the way?"

"I... don't need it, I can find it." Leal, who originally wanted to agree, was warned by the little black cat in the cloak grinding his claws, and refused the knight's proposal with a wry smile. "Isn't His Majesty in Lore City?"

"His Majesty Teresia is helping His Majesty Norlin to eradicate the demon forces in the South Hell who are unwilling to submit." The knight answered freely. This does not seem to be a secret operation, and there is no need to hide it.

Leal could feel that there were no powerful fallen guards in the city, otherwise he wouldn't have entered West Hell so grandly.Unexpectedly, Theresia would make the main city so empty so easily. Leal felt that there was a bit of a trap in it, but he didn't have any intentions, so he ignored it.

West Hell welcomes all human compatriots to enter, and Leal also felt this enthusiasm, stepped into the city gate very easily, and heard the knight who had just received him behind him being teased by his colleagues, and he retorted in panic.

"It's beautiful." Although I don't know much about this place yet, looking at the bustling crowd and the faces of the residents in the city, Leal can see what the human homeland that Theresia wants to build looks like.

But peace is backed by absolute force.Thearesia led her knights to fight here and there for hundreds of years, making the demons completely give up the land in the west of hell, otherwise humans would not have gained a foothold in the Quartet King's territory so quickly.In the past, most of the human beings could only huddle in the border of hell and be enslaved by demons, but now it has become completely different.

Following the path pointed by the knight, Leal soon came to the recruitment office.The signboard is really big and conspicuous, and there are as many people of all colors inside as there are staff.Leal walked to one of the empty windows, ready to ask something.

The staff put down the teapot with a smile on seeing Leal, "Devil's contract? We can help you cancel the devil's contract, but if it is a high-level demon, you may need to wait for the instructor to come back."

Leal looked up and saw the sign of the devil's contract above the window. Before he understood why the other party was sure that he had a devil's contract on him, he leaned against a hard chest.

Felinnai's appearance did not make most people in the hall notice.Lyall couldn't figure out why he had popped up in human form.However, he knew that Felinnai could prevent everyone from seeing him, or let the people who should see him see him, such as the naive staff in front of him. This might be the only person here who could see Felinnai.

It was rare for Felinnai to appear in front of people other than Leal in a naked human form, and Leal didn't know what he was planning.

The staff squinted their eyes, still maintaining a relaxed expression, but Leal had already seen him pinching the formula in his hand.

Leal felt helpless and stepped forward to explain.

"What? You are the master of the master-servant contract? It's amazing, this demon looks very powerful."

The staff listened to Leal's words and confirmed repeatedly before being persuaded. He really couldn't feel the magic power in the person in front of him, and the only possibility was that the other party's strength was unfathomable. "But some protective measures are still needed. In human cities, even contracted demons cannot mess around."

Leal nodded in understanding, and nudged Felinnay with his elbow.See what you messed up.

Felinnai, who just wanted to stay with Leal in human form on a whim, quickly became gloomy when he saw the staff take out a leather ring. Leal stood in front of Felinna with a dry smile and said, "He doesn't like collars."

The staff suddenly realized, and rummaged through the depths of the drawer to find a box. It hadn't been taken out for a long time, and there was a layer of white ash on it.

Open the box, and the rings of several other material sizes come into view.He baptized Leal with admiring eyes, and said: "I didn't expect you to be so good at training demons, please forgive me! Take a look at these rings, which one do you like more?"

In terms of size, these leather or metal rings are obviously not set around the neck.

"..." Leal felt that the other party had already walked a hundred thousand miles on the road of shocking misunderstanding, he took Felinnai's hand before he went crazy, and hurriedly picked one from the box and held it in his hand. Waving his hands, he pulled the sneering Felinnai away.

After walking a few streets and waiting for Felinnay's anger to subside, Leal smoothed things over in a timely manner: "At least it shows that the response to the devil's contract is still very complete. Although the human beings here don't repel demons very much, they must be restricted. "

Felinnai: "Don't avoid the important and take the light." Then he took away from Leal's hands the overlapping rings that he picked at random in a moment of impatience.

this size...

Leal glanced uncontrollably at Felinnai's lower body.

He said awkwardly: "You can keep it and play..."

"Play?" Felinnai put the metal ring into his palm, stepped forward and pressed it against Leal's ear, "I want to put it on for you."

Leal grabbed Felinnai's clothes and yelled softly, "Don't be kidding!" But the picture had already appeared in the minds of the two of them at the same time.

Felinnai's eyes gradually turned into a thick color.

"We're here to do business..." Leal was powerless to argue.

Felinnai corrected, "Your business." Then he fumbled into Leal's robe dishonestly.Leal was distracted by the touch, grabbed his wrist and quickly pulled Felinnay's hand out of his robe.

After all, it was a human city, and under the cover of the white streets and simulated sunlight, Leal felt that the sky was much brighter.He tried his best to divert the topic, and while it was still early, they walked around the white city and ate almost all the snacks on the roadside stalls.

The territory of the Fallen has a unified currency, but the shape is too simple for Leal to like.Repeatedly telling Felinnai not to eat the packing box again, Leal used a gold coin to taste all the delicacies in a snack street.

"Even small merchants here can use magic." Leal doesn't care much about whether the scattered snacks have a human flavor. For the stomach of a giant snake, they are at the bottom of the list. The sign drew a bright arc in the air, and said to Felinnay absent-mindedly: "This reminds me of the Age of Gods. At that time, the land was full of magic power, and almost everyone could use some small spells to help their daily life."

"Hell can reproduce the scene of the age of gods because of the strong demonic energy and it cannot escape. Do you mean that?" Felinnay was not interested in snacks, but he still grabbed the last dumpling in Leal's hand and bit it go with it.

"It's probably okay for demons, but for ordinary humans, the devilish energy of hell can do no harm at all." Leal snatched up and gnawed off the half of the dumpling that Felinnalu hadn't eaten yet, the milky white stuffing Stick it on the mouths of the two.Although passers-by and stall owners couldn't hear what they were saying, they all looked sideways.

"Lore City has a magic crystal center, and they may be able to filter the magic energy within the city."

Leal said with a smile: "It turns out that you don't care about human actions at all."

Felinnai was noncommittal, turned back and bought two more boxes of dumpling for Leal to eat enough.

They returned to the booth and saw a familiar figure.

The slender boy turned around and looked at them, "Pay attention to the impact in broad daylight", his mental activities were written on his face.

"... Duysen?"

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I don't quite remember who Duysen is. Please see the first story for the cutie.

39. In hell, if you want to eat and drink, you need friendship

In the end, it became Leal's treat and bought a lot of food for Duysen.

"Why are you here, Resa." Fortunately, there are many small round tables where you can rest on the side of the road, and Leal installed a soundproof barrier. "How about the tearstone island?"

"Everything is normal." With a dumpling in his mouth, Duysen bulged his cheeks, and his voice was a bit vague, "The Sea of ​​Void has been very peaceful recently, and it is much safer to go on a boat. I found a way to let others see the landmarks on the bottom of the sea. , I will temporarily hand over the Ressa to Vanessa and the others."

That was because there was something more important than transporting the black lamb that caused Duysen to come here in person.

Probably because of the complete recovery of Reza's heart, Duysen's change is also obvious. There is a layer of faint blue under his eyes, gradually revealing the characteristics of strange demons. Even if he is pretending now, no one will regard him as a fallen person.

Leal glanced at Felinnai with a half-smile. The latter seemed to think of the fishy seafood he ate, and his face was very ugly.

Duysen asked: "Do you know that the devil master Messoni is missing?"

Good job Felina.Leal nodded, "Is it just missing?"

"There is a high probability that he is dead." The young captain snorted coldly, not stingy at all with his contempt for the squid. "After he disappeared, the human slaves in the Cinnabar Islands lost their contract power and almost rioted."

"So you saved another group of people with the Resa?"

"No, by the time I heard the news, the riot had subsided." Duysen took a deep breath, "It was the monarch of the fallen, and they sent troops to quell the riot."

In fact, there is no need to send troops, and the rioting humans can't cause any disturbances. Maybe the monarchs just sent one or two demon generals to take a walk on the island, and the turmoil subsided.

"Then, in order for the rest of the people to leave the Cinnabar Islands, the Lord of the Fallen called on the owners of the slave ships to help transport them, and they will pay them." Duysen said: "The Ressa also helped out twice."

Leal picked up a small cake and put it on his plate, and slapped Ferinnai's hand away to prevent the other party from swallowing the whole cake with his shadow while he was not prepared.Ask Duysen: "Then you still don't want to see the fallen."

The young captain remained silent as he expected, and said after a long time: "The fallen are indeed very different from the fallen. There are vicious people like the Black Death, and there are glorious queens like Theresia, so it seems that the rumors are true .”

Leal nodded yes. "Queen of Radiance, is this Thearesia's title in the world?"

"You don't know?" Duysen began to show his signature disliked expression again. "Are you really a human being? I heard you speak well before."

Leal really didn't want to explain why he didn't study modern history well.He noticed that Duysen only kept his eyes on Felinnai for a short time, and he didn't seem to think that Felinnai was very threatening, and his reaction was different from that of the staff in the recruitment office just now. The appearance of Felinnai in the eyes of others might be different. a new model.Leal began to murmur again, what a pity he didn't get to see him.

"It is rumored that Theresa is a queen who descended from the sky and was born a king. It is God's will for her to go to the world, in order to establish the kingdom of God on the land of mankind." When it comes to gods, Duysen has a nose that is not a nose and eyes are not eyes , "But because of the appearance of the Black Death Demon, she was infected with demon energy and could not return to the heaven, so she fell into hell."

Fall from the sky.

Because of the angel's destruction in the Mausoleum of Nothingness the day before yesterday, Leal was somewhat sensitive to the topic of heaven.The rumors about Theresia in Duysen's mouth are very similar to the canonizer who was inspired by the angel to go to heaven.

Canonists are the core of the belief of angels in the world. They are not illusory legends but a group of real people. They are human beings selected by angels to go to heaven after death.However, there have always been debates in the world about what kind of human beings can be "canonized", and believers do a lot of good deeds during their lifetimes, hoping to be favored by angels.

Leal saw the saints with his own eyes during the war, and judging their words from completely opposite angles, the only conclusion Leal could draw was that the saints were all leaders in their respective fields during their lifetime, and each of them was very good. can fight.

Regardless of the invasion of hell by the canonists, angels have indeed sent the canonized humans back to the world to help them strengthen their faith throughout the ages.The legends and achievements of saints are common in the classics of angelic beliefs. Even if Theresa is a mortal king, her influence on the world is enough to be canonized after her death.But if she's a saint to begin with, things get a lot more interesting.Will the canonists fall into hell, and will the heavens stand by and let their apostles become fallen?

And most importantly, is Thearesia willing to fall from the sky and live in this hell without even light?

Seeing that Leal was lost in thought, Duysen took the opportunity to snatch a piece of cake paper for himself.

Could it be her.Probably not.

Leal doubted that such a candid queen would do anything to destroy the Mausoleum of Nothingness.

But if she is really related to the heavens, no matter whether there is collusion or not, the possibility of angels appearing in West Hell is much higher than in other places.

Leal asked Duysen, "When are you going to go back?"

"Not leaving for now." The young captain said: "The Fallen are looking for a way to protect the black lamb from the erythema. It is said that there is already a clue."

"Oh?"

"You don't know, what else can you keep on your mind all day long." Duysen looked at Leal.Although he didn't know if it was the guy in front of him who saved him when he was on the verge of death, but he could only infer this from the situation at that time, so Duysen has always had complicated feelings about Leal.

"For this." Leal smiled and put his hands on Felinnai's head and ruffled his hair, very presumptuously, anyway, Duysen couldn't see who Felinnai was.

Felinnai smiled smugly, turned his head and kissed Leal, and fed him a dumpling.

Sure enough, the young captain's eyes immediately changed. "You two dogs and men." He thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

"If the method is really effective, it is not impossible to let the people from the tearstone island move here." Duysen continued: "But I have to take a closer look to see if it is a conspiracy of the fallen."

A closed island has a limit regardless of the number of people it can carry. Duysen also knows that he is not a competent leader. It would be great if this side could give the black lambs a relatively safe living space. The queen's rule is better than his Half-baked is stronger.He thought so.

But the main premise is that these people can really prevent the black lamb from suffering from erythema.

It can change people like Duysen's prejudice against fallen people. It seems that there are still many things about the queen that Leal doesn't know.

But he was also thinking the same question.The ubiquitous devilish energy in hell is the primary cause of erythema on the irresistible human beings. If you want to counteract it, you must use a stronger force than it to isolate the devilish energy, such as the magic power of star diamonds.

"Maybe it's the power ring...?"

Leal thought of the meeting of the Four Kings the day before yesterday.Use the ring of power to add the underground crystal vein network, improve the technique, and isolate the magic energy after activation, just like isolating the celestial army during a war.This is Kasimo's idea, and it must be his student Norin who can think of this step.

No wonder they need power rings too.

But these high concentrations of magic energy are also necessary for the survival of pure demons. If the fallen people really intend to do this, the demons will not sit idly by.

Felinnai on one side was thinking about something else.He reached under the table to caress Leal's legs, and the shadow also quietly clung to the other's boots and calves, entwining Leal ambiguously.

Felinnay thought to himself, so what does Leal plan for himself?He is neither human nor demonic.Although others don't know it, he does hold two power rings, which is equivalent to having the power of veto.

The black beast has faded out of the sight of pure demons for too long, and only his misty legends remain in hell. The deterrent power is still there, but the influence is not enough.He will not express his opinion, Leal is the just awakened hell king, will he want to save mankind.

Felinnay didn't want to know the answer to this question.

……

Gray woke up from a dreamless sleep, and the moment he woke up, he tensed up and jumped off the bed.

Even after tidying up the sofa, it was still in a mess, as if a dozen people were jumping on it.The clothes were dry and worn, but certainly not his own.His dull mind seemed to have been hit by a giant's gavel abruptly. Gray was dizzy, and sat back on the bed, grabbing his messy blond hair, and felt a lingering sweet smell in his nostrils .

After a while, the blank memory before losing consciousness slipped back vaguely, but Gray didn't want to recall the details at all.

Ferris.It was because he underestimated the enemy that he was swayed by that thing.

But now that he is still alive, Gray is convinced that the current Ferris cannot be the