Pokemon phobia

All the high-ranking demons who gathered near the Demon God's Palace knew that when the Demon God left his unbuilt palace to look for the remains of Gaosuol last time, he picked up a gray-haired succubus that looked perfect.

That succubus had wide and elegant wings, and it walked with a unique temperament that was completely different from the coquettishness of other succubi.They suspect that this succubus is the new succubus queen, but at the same time they are also a little puzzled when the last succubus queen died.

The Troll King and the Fire Demon King were also curious about this issue, and they had more time to discuss it as supervisors.

"Fegal, do you think that's the Succubus Queen?" the troll king asked in a low voice.

The Fire Demon King Feigal is half smaller than him, but the lava flowing under the cracks in his skin makes him look like a dark red light, and in the dark demon world, he is smaller than the gray stone giant-looking troll Much more conspicuous.It pondered for a moment, then replied: "I think so, the only one in the succubus family that can fly is the succubus queen."

"Then why did the Succubus Queen reincarnate again? I remember that she only reincarnated once every few hundred years."

Fegar rubbed his chin, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I think maybe God is not satisfied with her appearance, so he ordered her to change her appearance."

The troll king was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his voice: "What!"

His roaring voice like a boulder echoed on the empty construction site, attracting all the hard-working demons to look at him.Feigal couldn't help baring his teeth, and spat out lava on his face: "Idiot, can you keep your voice down!"

"Oh." The troll king wiped his face and closed his mouth obediently.

Feigal then said, "Don't you think she looks a lot better? Hey, no, your aesthetic..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, the troll king, who reacted a little slower, echoed: "Yes, she is very beautiful now... Feigal, what do you want to say?"

Feigal stared at him in disbelief: "I remember you only like dusty stone trolls!"

"That's right." The Troll King scratched his head foolishly, "But I still think she's pretty, I don't know why." After a while he added: "And I still think that if he was black, he would look better than he is now." Looks better!"

The Fire Demon King Fegar nodded subconsciously, and only realized something was wrong after he finished nodding.What he liked before was the beautiful Balrog whose skin was covered with dark red chapped lines, when did his aesthetics become so crooked?

The devil is on top!What the hell is going on in this world!

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Carlos opened his eyes, lying on the big soft bed, staring at the magic chandelier floating on the gray-black stone ceiling.

This is the center of the demon world, the palace built by the monsters for the new demon god.Of course, such a short period of time was not enough for them to complete the entire palace, so Tai Lun asked them to drive out the crude side hall first.

However, it is obvious that in this world where civilization has been abandoned for at least 10 years, it is completely impossible for these monsters to have concepts such as "beauty", "magnificence", and "elegance".

In their dictionary, the so-called "palace" refers to a closed stone house that is high enough and strong enough.

Carlos covered his eyes with his hands, and after a while pulled the velvet blanket over his head.Tears leaked from his fingers, but the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

He didn't dislike this simple and shabby bedroom at all.

Because Tyron is here.

Even just half an hour ago, his beloved black dragon was lying beside him.

It doesn't get any better than that, does it?

Carlos took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, lifted the quilt and walked under the bed.Perhaps because his body is full of undigested energy, he feels very tired recently.Forcibly suppressing this feeling of exhaustion before, he had been on the road for more than half a month, and then had an unrestrained mess with Tai Lun. He didn't even remember when he fell asleep.

And this is already the third day of their reunion, and everything is going better than expected.

He even had the illusion that he was under an illusion.

The furniture and magic lamps here are all products that Tyron brought and transformed from Azera, and on the shelf by the door, there is still a black robe that Tyron left for him—this robe was originally The one worn by Tyron at the sage canonization ceremony in the Sage Tower was a little loose for him.

Carlos tightened his belt a little, and then walked forward following the familiar breath remaining in the space.The breath brought him to the door of the study in the side hall, and Carlos quietly looked inside the door, and saw Tai Lun sitting sideways by the huge French window made of square gray stone, watching with a slate in his hand.

Almost immediately, Tai Lun noticed his gaze and raised his eyes to look at the door.

"Good morning," he said.

Carlos couldn't help shaking his tail hanging behind him, and walked towards Tyron pretending to be nonchalant.He himself didn't notice his small movements, but Tyron immediately understood what happened as soon as he saw the hem of his black robe being pulled.

Tai Lun thoughtfully did not expose him, put the slate aside, and stood up.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's a sample of the Demon Realm written by the Flame Demon King." Tai Lun explained, "The written language of this world has been lost. Only a few powerful high-ranking demons are still using it, and there are basically only some simple common words left."

He paused, and then said: "I'm hesitating whether to teach them Azera's lingua franca directly. Since the characters and culture have been so incomplete, it's better to replace them with a new system."

"Why hesitate?" Carlos was a little puzzled, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Tai Lun was silent for two seconds, and replied: "Because this world is not far from destruction, even if a new civilization is developed, what's the point?"

This world has long since died, and the demons can only rely on snatching the vitality of other worlds to maintain their own survival.In the invasion in ancient times, Azera was caught off guard by them, and the demon world was able to have another period of time to survive; but this time the invasion war, World Tree had already prepared for it—or the demon world had already lost its power in the weakening state. Ability to invade Azera.

The demons exhausted the few remaining powers of the world to break through the gate, and recklessly let the demons rush into Azera in an attempt to reproduce the victory of the ancient times, but the final result was only to wipe out the remaining resistance of the demon world. Run out.

The terrifying chaotic airflow will quickly erode the land of this world, and the river of underground life constantly pouring out will cause the remaining vitality of this world to continue to be lost, and the meaningless fighting has indirectly accelerated this process again...

The world has less than 1000 years left.

Such a short amount of time is not enough for the demons to develop a decent civilization, let alone find a way to save the world.

After hearing his explanation, Carlos suddenly said softly: "I have a way to prolong the life of this world, and I also have a way to completely solve the problems of this world. The focus now is—do you want to save this world?"

Facing Tyron's astonished gaze, Carlos breathed a little anxiously, but his gaze was still focused and clear.

"I have part of the source of the World Tree," he said word by word, "I can plant a new 'World Pillar' for this world."