"I can't regret it!"

Thinking of the sudden thought that came to mind just now, Lofis reflexively made this remark that forced himself to sober up.

I saw her lowered her head and looking at her slightly trembling hands, her spine could not help but feel cold, and an inexplicable sense of fear had spread at some point.

Then, as if she had discovered something, she quickly pressed the back of her cold hands on her forehead.

No fever, no disease, no perception or detection of any abnormalities.

The extremely cold touch on the middle of her eyebrows also failed to bring her a moment of tranquility.

Restlessness and anxiety are like rising smoke, no matter how hard she tries, she will not be relieved at all.

This was the first time in years that she felt mentally powerless.

It's really too abnormal.

Lofis believes that he knows herself better than anyone else and how she is in every moment.

She was not the kind of existence that would be shaken by others or outside things from the beginning.

In addition, all human emotions should be completely burned after she deviated from her original camp and became a member of the "Parliament".

"Burn everything, even the residue of ashes has not been preserved, and endless blankness is beauty."

This is her principle in dealing with things.

She is like an empty but extremely delicate cup, and it is the most exquisite work of art in the world without having to put anything in it.

She was not lacking anything except something that was still supporting and filling her entire soul.

Because she needed bones as a carrier, she abandoned her original elegant image and showed her hideous skeleton shape in the outside world.

Because the human body is needed to use its unique power, a lot of energy is spent, abandoning human ethics, cultivating and finding qualified support bodies, and usurping other people's lives.

In the parliament's evaluation, whether she was a human being or after she became a monster, she was undoubtedly powerful and cruel.

Even if it is rejected, no one will deny this.

"Lofis" is not her name, but the name that is now owned by the girl who is dependent on her body.

Her real name has long been buried in the history written by the kingdom.

In the end, she was praised by the useless empty name "King of Flame Pan" and was praised by the world, but no one knew what kind of existence she was?

However, even after countless disputes, ups and downs, changes and disasters, she saw that the trump card "Demon King" in the long-term plan of the parliament was so fragile that she started crying just because of Wang He's simple words.

She couldn't understand.

Although she was keen, she had long had this premonition: the Demon King was just an existence as weak as a human being, for her, now, a "hope" is indeed lost.

This feeling of collapse and stubbornness puzzled her and made her eager for a reasonable answer.

But whenever she recalled what Wang He said, the more irritable she felt, she twisted her tightly from the depths of her closed heart and crawled out.

It seems that if she doesn't do anything or think about something at this moment, she will never be able to escape from this environment where she is unwilling to stay for a moment.

Extreme disappointment is accompanied by a sense of urgency.

So, she spoke.

"Ah... I'm really more fragile than humans, Demon King. If you are seen by the old guys in the parliament, they will definitely reconsider the "Summoning Second Degree" proposal I proposed before. Now, I have obtained the evidence."

"But, who will be the next one? Could it be a cowardly existence that is not majestic and even weaker than you? Then why did I try my best to provoke you here?"

"Ah, a headache... I haven't had a headache for a long time. What do you think, Abel? You are the only one I can believe now, right? You can even tame this fragile 'devil', then you will definitely be able to reach the world I expect, right? Don't just look at me, speak, and answer me!"

The next moment, she seemed to have returned to calmness and said, "Forgive me for being rude..."

"Please be the devil, Abel."

The last sentence fell, and Lophis' empty vision, combined with cold and disorganized words, further intensified the less subtle atmosphere in the background of crying.

Wang He was silent for a little while, then he saw him raise a finger and reply in a slightly louder voice:

"Everyone relaxed. There is only one demon king in this world. But that must be me."

"You should know who I'm talking about, but you don't think she's qualified."

"Lofis, do you think she is fragile, I think you are fragile. Who is that fragile? Because of fragility, you lose your strong qualification?"

"Don't you think that being able to come to this world, being able to stand here and talk, no matter who has at least one vulnerable thing, has at least one thing that cannot be given up?"

"Please remember; fragility is your qualification to exist in this world." Wang He looked at Lofis.

"If you are just a mortal, don't try to force yourself to gain a foothold and survive in unknown fields like gods and demons. You don't know what you have at the top of the land you stand on? And what are you?"

Under the bloody moon, Wang He's back was forever reflected in the darkness of color.

He said: "Pretendance, dispute, or emotions, memory, humans will always fall into their own created psychology. They will create a quagmire, and then be swallowed by the quagmire. They will create a tool, and then be replaced by tools. They will create a world, and then be eaten by the world."

"It's like a stupid rule set: the brave man who challenges the dragon is destined to be the dragon's rations."

"In order to achieve the purpose you set, you will eventually die on the way to your destination."

"You are the stupid brave men now."

"And I want to be the evil dragon that uses the rules." After saying that, Wang He seemed to have relaxed and patted the dust in his hand casually.

"So, if the path we choose is not consistent, then the cooperation will end here. I will naturally have a solution to the brave side."

Everyone's eyes and the sudden quiet air were condensed beside Wang He.

Seeing that no one spoke, he greeted the somewhat ignorant knight beside him: "Chiyue, don't be standing there, it's time to leave."

"Oh..." As if he had just come to his senses, the knight softly picked up her weapon.

However, the short sword that was about to return to his position in Wang He's hand was taken away from the air.

On the other side, the black-haired woman grabbed the dagger that was floating in her left hand, and the black and gray mist completely swallowed the dagger without a trace.

Then, she said: "Only the contract is absolute, and no change is allowed until the end of the work. This is the goddess's teaching to me at the beginning, and it is also the warning from me, the immature devil, to you."

"Let's defeat the brave together." She showed a slightly normal but still unnatural smile.

Indeed, not very skilled.
Chapter completed!