The black and purple hideous tower, with occasional electric sparks flashing across the rough surface. It is not visually the traditional masonry structure, but more like the cuticle of a living creature. It is precisely because of the absurd ideas born in my mind that Lyle felt the wall beside him pulsating slightly.

The Sin City is probably the special management zone of a certain demon clan. Most of the passers-by on the street are demon clans, and some half-human-high demons. In such an environment, Lair and William's strange dressing always attracts the attention of the demon clans around him, but they are just attention.

William was still murmured, "Relax, according to the information I bought, this legendary city, as long as it disguises itself as long as it is full of body, no one will easily interfere with you. I heard that there is an organization that likes masks here, which is not easy to mess with. Lyle, we want to disguise as a member of this organization, and there are some important points worth noting."

“What is it?”

"Keep indifferent, calm, and treat all races equally, that is, the sense of superiority that is high above and beyond the world. If necessary, persecute the people around you." William took out a yellowed brochure, several lines of dense precautions. In the part blocked by William's fingers, Lyle saw a familiar emblem, Yejiaohua, pressed his temple with his fingers, and after putting on a mask, this action replaced his habit of rubbing his eyebrows.

"William, what's the name of this so-called, lofty and despicable organization?"

"What are you going to do," William turned to a page of the book with a capital letter on it, "Damn it, I forgot."

"Andry."

William patted his palms, "That's right, Andre, Andre gang of robbers."

Lyle under the bird's beak mask twitched the corner of his mouth and touched the seal ring on his index finger.

There are a lot of misunderstandings from the outside world, and it seems that the publicity of the literary club is not in place.

"All in all, Lyle, we're going to disguise ourselves as part of Andre."

Li Kui pretends to be a devil.

"Okay, where are we going now, stay here, or go to other districts."

William took a step back, and his tone became serious, "Lyle, declare in advance that this is a secret realm. The next opportunity depends on ourselves. We must work together to come first and then arrive, and don't expose ourselves to the internal strife and die here."

"You're right, saying that, William, do you want to play with a jumping machine?"

William was confused.

As the two of them walked along the way, the attention on the street did not fade. Sure enough, is the Andre members who are still too weird when they are present during the day?

Lyle looked at the sky.

It was dark night, and the city of wandering probably ran to the extreme circle of the southern hemisphere, or other magical places.

Only in the central area of ​​the main city, the huge secret eye can tell these residents with disordered biological clocks when is it now? It also has the function of a clock.

The Sinye City is much more crowded than the Heiyuan District and Andrei District. The houses and complex alleys are like piles of cans. As the name suggests, this is the black area of ​​the City of Wandering, and human trafficking and smuggling may be the main business here.

There was a movement from an alley beside the two.

"Opportunity!" William entered happily.

Is this man's brain broken? He doesn't consider the possibility of a trap? Lyle followed closely and took out the staff from the leather bag. Medusa poked her head out from under her collar. The talent ball turned into a transparent cloth and stretched out behind her.

It was three demon children bullying a curled thin figure. In terms of appearance, Lyle did not understand the lifespan of the demons.

"Stop, this is mine!" William scolded loudly. Perhaps he realized that he could beat him, so he started clamoring.

The boy with a horn on his head immediately fought back, "Andri? Humph, this waste belongs to you? Then I will kill this waste!" After that, he kicked the body lying on the ground.

William's intimidation was ineffective. He did not understand Andre's style. Lyle did not stand by because bullying was not a good behavior, especially a group of naughty children.

The cane was gently tapped on the ground, accompanied by a clear sound, the doctor of the epidemic walked out of the shadow, and the ball of talent turned into a blue-black liquid, spread out from the soles of the doctor of the epidemic, and slowly rushed towards them.

The children were the first to resist the strange silence brought by this epidemic doctor.

"You, do you want to save this waste too? An Andrei."

"Hahaha," the terrifying laughter of the night owl came from under the bird's beak, "No, children, dead, my experiment was the same. I was worried that there would be no living material, but here... aren't there three?"

The low and hoarse voice drifted like thick fog.

"Gramer, are there three wastes here?" a trembling child asked his leader.

"Run quickly, we are the experimental subject he mentioned!" The three naughty children ran into the depths of the alley with a strange cry.

"Perfect." Lyle laughed and the talent ball crawled back to his body in an instant, dancing in the air with his cane.

Lyle stretched out his hand to the figure that ended up.

"They're leaving, get up."

"Yes, sir." A thin arm with dust had bruises on the elbows. The worn-out thick cloth skirt covered the body, but it looked too thick for the thin body. Under the brown hair, a pair of light green vertical eyes were panicked, and the delicate facial features were pitying. Even the look of fear became tempting and sinful because of a unique charm.

"An immature succubus."

It was much older than I thought, with a figure of 1.6 meters. I didn't expect it to be bullied by a child. Its thin body leaned against the rough wall, and under the gaze of William and Lyle, his arms were held in vain in front of his chest.

"Don't you run?"

"I can't run away, I'm too weak." The gentle voice was a bit sad, but the silent posture was much better than Lyle expected. You know, I was disguised as a great devil just now.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid."

"Then why are you so calm?"

"Sister tells me that when you meet Andre, you can only reason, so that you can die better." At the end of the conversation, it turned into a crying voice.

Lyle's face turned a little darker and was notorious.

"Sir, I am willing to cooperate with you, but I ask you to let me hand this over to my sister. This is my last request." It spread its palms, and it was a black nameplate in its hand, with the word Anna written in Latin.

"I don't need your cooperation. It's just a small task to drive them away. You're free." Lyle realized that he was going to fight for Andre's reputation.

"Is this true?" Its face gradually filled with surprise, a kind of glory for the rest of its life, huh?

"Really, you can leave at any time."

"Thank you, sir." It bowed and prepared to pass by the two of them.

William stopped it.

"Don't you give your savior a little thanks?"

"But, sir, I have nothing," Succubus spread his palms, "I can only express my gratitude. I know that thanks are pale, but, I..."

"Just sign a letter on it." William took out a parchment scroll with a pentagram and an unknown demonic text on it, which was obviously the real thing.

"What's this?"

"The Eternal Slavery Contract of Demons."

The succubus' big eyes stared at William blankly, his lips pursed.

Lyle said what the succubus wanted to express.

"Are you a devil?"
Chapter completed!