Author: Going to the Winter

"If the respected King of Demons asks, I have never been here." Yicha immediately whispered to Wabra, "I will make a complete set of new succubus models and send them to you."

"What's the point of these? They're just some stones." The old demon coughed, "It's going to be a rabbit's tail."

Yicha is no longer in the storage room. A afterimage is left in place.

Just in case, he came and looked at the route he left in advance. There was a small path behind the earth slope, from which he could escape into the depths of the forest, and then return to Yan Cliff the same way.

Yizha flashed away almost in half a blink of an eye.

He should have appeared in the forest in a snap of his fingers.

He hit the darkness as soft as a feather mat.

Carrot. He thought.

Why did Beizeb suddenly have such leisure to come to comfort a down-and-out duke who has never been cared about?

Looking out, you can still feel the burning eyes from six hundred crimson eyes coming towards him.

"Betzerya." He put the Yin Iron Scimitar on his arm, his back behind him, and turned his head generously to look at the King of Ten Thousand Demons.

Of course it is unlikely to kill Bethibu head-on. But as long as she relaxes her vigilance and cuts through the darkness and escapes, she still has a chance.

“Huh?”

Beizeb tilted his head and looked at him, "Who are you? Why do you know my former name? "

She disappeared from the air and then appeared inch before him, approaching him hard and smelling it.

"Your power...you are a duke. buzz."

She rubbed her two little hands, showing a real surprise on her face, "I have never seen such a duke under my hands. New Duke, have you attended today's meeting? Why didn't I see you?"

Ezecha stared at Bethibu.

A flash of lightning shone brightly on his heart.

Miracle.

His request to miracle "get out of Beetheb" has produced an effect beyond expectations.

Beizeb simply forgot his existence.

He was directly erased from Bethieb's memory.

The bright side of the great miracle is so shining.

I just don't know the corresponding price...

"My fiefdom is very remote. Dear King of Demons." Yicha quickly speculated the situation and immediately changed his attitude, "I am sorry for my lateness. I spent too much time preparing for the great plan of hell, and rushing. You know. The recent traffic..."

etc.

If Bezebu wasn't here to find him.

Then she is...

Beizeb nodded, seemingly distracted.

She raised three hands on the same side and pressed down.

Bang!

Compared to this dull, destructive, terrifying sound, a trace of dust did not fly up.

But... the high raised Jiaojia Garden behind her was pressed into a smooth flat ground.

The demon guarding the door, the demon catching the intestines, the demon playing with stones, and the demon staring in a daze all remained in their original posture, but they all became flat like a painting - and a spray painting.

Their internal organs were squeezed flat to the side.

The scene is neat and quiet.

"Your Highness Wabra..." to check and control his expression.

"Wabra and his corps were executed. The new Duke. He colluded with the source of order and prepared to rebel."

Bezebu suddenly stopped and glanced at him: "Right? Didn't you here just now?"

"I haven't had time to meet with the Duke of Wabra yet," Yicha paused for a second and said, "but I don't think it's possible."

How could Wabra betrayal?

Just by dealing with Wabra face to face, we can determine that this elderly demon duke with a weird temper and simple life will definitely not have any connection with the source of order.

The closest thing he could do to rebel was to secretly collect four types of statues of Angel Ramil - simply because she had thin waists and long legs.

"What do you mean, the new Duke?" Bezebu looked at him coldly.

Perhaps it was a side effect of a miracle, so I suddenly felt that the place where the heart was pierced by the spikes was vaguely painful again.

"Where did you learn about Wabra's rebellion?" This question is a bit risky, but after the miracle, some situations seemed to be different from before, and he had to get to know as soon as possible.

Beizeb stretched out his hand and touched his face without any warning.

Keep yourself still.

"Your tone is very disrespectful. The new Duke." She said thoughtfully, "What's strange is... why don't I want to execute you by the way?"

"You can identify true loyalty." You don't blink if you check your eyes.

"You are such a likable guy." Bezebu buzzed, "Where is your fief? I can bring you closer... buzz, it's better: when the war in hell merges the world into one, I will re-arrange your position. For example, beside my palace."

I was silent while thinking hard about the safe way to bring the topic back on track.

Fortunately, Beizeb quickly answered his question.

"New Duke, this may be a bit difficult for you."

The Demon Queen looked arrogant, "Hell is in my palm. As long as I concentrate and pay attention, all traces cannot escape my eyes, especially those nearby."

With her words, the floating eyes behind her rose up and shone.

"In ten minutes, I felt the traces of rebellion of order twice on the edge of the forest and on the Garden of Jiaojia. Hom. The new Duke, if you want to know, is that simple."

Her three pairs of arms patted at the same time, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, "Poor sloth."

"Please allow me to ask you another question." Yi Cha held the scimitar firmly behind his back and covered it with his sleeves. "Did you feel the traces of rebellion on Wabra?"

Beizeb looked at him with two big owl-like eyes. Her other eyes also surrounded him, "Of course. Is it you?"

Of course it is.

"You don't have a new Duke. Don't worry."

Bethibu smiled.

Yi Cha nodded expressionlessly. Bezierya would not deceive him. She liked to tell the truth, which was her advantage.

Besieb could not detect the abnormality in him...

This must be a miracle effect.

Could it be that the effect of a miracle is not eliminated, but transferred...

Transfer those abnormal traces to the object he had contacted...

He moved his fingers that were tightly pinching the hilt.

It has clearly changed back to the prototype of the demon, why do traces of order still appear?

"Thank you for your patience," he said, "Please allow my subordinates to leave first. I hope to make more preparations for the great disaster tomorrow."

Bethibu looked at him deeply and smiled again.

"Can you buzz." She lifted the barriers to darkness.

Turn around to check.

"New Duke."

Ten million voices of Beizeb sounded behind him, causing Icha's blood to stop flowing for a while.

He felt like he was pierced in his chest.

"You haven't answered me yet. Where is your fiefdom?" said Bezebu.

"In Herajisama, the border of the Soul Beach is very small and not worth mentioning. The respected King of Demons." Yicha replied quickly.

"It's such a remote suburb... No wonder I haven't seen you." Bezebu took back her eyes without doubt.

Her voice was smooth, "It won't happen after tomorrow. We will meet often."

"I feel deeply honored."

"What's your name? The new Duke?" she asked again.

He flew away without replying and without looking back.
Chapter completed!