Edward raised his eyebrows - the devils never need to sleep. If they need it, they can move continuously for dozens or hundreds of years. Their long lifespan and selfish personality make them never take something like '**
Ideas like "sympathy" are put into thinking. Especially for the proud daughter of Glesia, everyone should be on call in her thinking.
"I'm going to rest soon. If there is something to let her do it by herself! If it's not very urgent, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
"No, Lord Edward, Lord Lord asked you to see him now, as if something was wrong with the concert."
“What’s the problem?”
"I'm not very clear, sir." The door opened, and a fallen angel dressed in maid walked in, and four devils were following her: "But Your Majesty can't escape for the time being, so please go there yourself.
The message was directly transmitted to the messaging crystal in the city, so..."
"It's really troublesome, okay."
Edward narrowed his eyes and glanced at the four figures behind him who seemed to be skeletons - the Bone Demon. This monster similar to the undead is actually an absolute devil. He has quick movements and powerful abilities, especially the dimensional category.
The spell and deterrent power seemed to be quite good. When they noticed the human gaze, the fire in their eyes flashed for a moment, and their movements were completely neat.
Humans smiled.
"Then, let's go. We can borrow the teleportation array in the castle, right?" he said, and then stood up. Elena, who was sitting beside him, moved her shoulder slightly. But she did not follow him to stand up.
Lower your eyes and whispered:
"Be careful."
"I know, it will end soon."
As the center of a plane, the copper castle of Gracia is not grand in appearance, but the space folded by magic creates an extremely broad and complex palace inside it. Three long corridors
It was soon submerged in the depths of light and shadow. The surrounding gorgeous walls and window frames repeated, and there was a silence, only the heavy footsteps of the four skull demons passed through the hollow tunnel. The sound of the thudding sounded, and finally turned into nothingness in the distance.
The whistling sound.
"I'm pretty good at patience, how many?" Edward suddenly spoke.
So the pace of the steps became slightly chaotic.
The fallen angel and the bone demon did not stop, but in the blink of an eye, the distance between them expanded slightly. The human body was constructed into a ring-shaped encirclement... They did not have any weapons, but everyone
Everyone knows that their own weapons are weapons - whether it is the fluctuation of the magic power rising around the fallen angel, or the green poisonous stings on the long tail behind the bone demon, are enough to directly crush a human and his soul.
Powerful power.
But that human seemed to care nothing.
"It's actually not easy to get into here. It seems that you have invested a lot of money and took it out just for the sake of testing. This is really a big deal... but why don't you give it to me directly?"
His words were careless and his eyes were slightly raised, as if he didn't even have the interest to pay attention to these monsters: "For yourself, if you survive the mission, you will be removed from the inducement technique, or after surrender, you will be removed from the instructive technique, which
Is it more likely to be one?"
"It's not too big, actually..."
The lingering sound came into the hearing of every creature, but it was so ethereal that it was difficult to confirm. The harsh friction sound then filled the surroundings, covering everything up - the four skull demons spread their limbs, and their long tails were raised high,
Even the jaw was opened to its limit. The ridiculous posture seemed to be filled with some power in their bodies, but this power was not ridiculous, but terrible... The devil's bone fragments are stronger than the steel
Countless fine lines were torn out, but with a blink of an eye, they had collapsed into erupting fine dust!
"Although Belia is a timid guy, his timidity is not completely ineffective, at least it will never leave any evidence that may implicate him."
The existence that made a sound passed through the wall, carrying a bloated luggage - more than ten blood-dropped heads were entangled with hair, and was carried in his hands. The hideous faces still had a hint of surprise and confusion, as if they were
Thinking about the cause of his death.
Edward's eyes remained unmoved.
In fact, from the beginning, his sight has been on this being.
"Duke of Taltak?"
He asked, giving the red-haired devil a little surprise—but the surprise then turned into a smile. His expression was not cold, but it made people feel a strong false sense, as if all his performances were
It was made deliberately. Only he himself knows how much truth there is.
"Earl Edward, are you too uncaution?" He chuckled, "Since you already know that their target is you, why should you jump in? Leaving girls in a strange environment is not a clever move.
.”
"Since I know that the Duke is ready to take action, why should I worry? But it seems a bit impolite to sit and enjoy it, so I should concentrate them together, right?" The psychic warlock smiled.
"Aren't you worried that I'd miss one?" The red-haired young man's face turned slightly cold.
"Duke, you are too modest. I stepped out less than thirty steps and there were no creatures in the forty-three rooms around me. With such efficiency, I will worry about it randomly, isn't it too rude?"
The Devil Duke's smile disappeared in an instant.
"It's true that he is worthy of being the Lord of the Nine Prisons." He whispered.
The voice was so slight, but at this moment, the air suddenly became cold! The cold and heavy breath was filled with blood, as if filling every gap in the space!
With a thud, the only remaining fallen angel maid among the attackers had fallen to the ground. She was not dead, but her muscles were tight and stiff due to the suppression of murderous aura, like a stone statue! Only a violent heartbeat
It was getting more and more rapid. It was clearly heard in the hollow silence around her, as if she was beating a broken drum. The violent flow of blood made her whole body feel as if she was cut by a knife. But she didn't even have the possibility of fainting!
The blood vessels burst, and blood immediately flowed around her!
However, Edward was still standing still, looking at the dark red eyes of the Devil Duke, as if he was unaware of all visions.
"You're not worried that I'll kill you too?"
Finally, Taltuk finally spoke, and every word he said seemed to make ripples appear in the surrounding space.
"Humor is a good thing. But forget about boring topics," the psychic chuckled, and rubbed his fingers. So the fallen angel lying on the ground finally fainted, and his heartbeat slowed down: "Tao
Duke of Ertak, what good is it for you to kill me? As a loyal minister of His Majestyrs, what is it necessary for you to do to upset His Majesty?”
Not happy?
Asmotiels' Ruby Scepter Projection. The grantee has the power to dispatch any army in hell. This is the power of all the Dukes of Hell who hold military power. The battle against Paradise Hill is in full swing.
At present, this authority can even influence the balance of force in hell to a certain extent! If there is a huge military shock due to some actions of this human being, then the Lord of the Nine Prisons will not only be "unhappy"?
The murderous aura dissipated.
Just like Taltak's face changed - the Duke of Hell's smile was as bright as the sun, making the originally cold and ice-like space almost warm in an instant: "It's really interesting, Lord Edward, but you may have misunderstood some
Things. If it is about His Majesty Glesiah, any move that is even a little overcoming seems to be enough for Taltuk to make it seem."
"In that case, there will be too many people you want to kill, Lord Taltak."
Edward also smiled brightly and brightly: "I won't say anything else, are you going to kill His Majesty Firna? You know, she is doing something with His Majesty Glesiah now, well, a little bit.
What about the transcendence? It's just eight floors below, right?"
The Duke of Hell still kept a smile, but his eyes were as sharp as a needle in an instant!
The human seemed to speak casually, but brought out several important information. The most terrifying one was undoubtedly that he could control Gracia's position at any time! He even knew what she was doing?
The center of the Sixth Hell, the residence of the Devil's Grand Duke, in the red copper castle!
"Your idea is very...imaginative, and hopefully it's more than just your simple guess."
"Well, you're right, I guessed."
The human smile made the corners of Taltak's mouth twitch slightly.
He knew that he was very stupid to ask that question, but he really couldn't hold back that doubt - according to conventional inference, this man was just a means of stealing the thoughts of some devils to obtain the necessary
Intelligence, after all, he is a user of psychic powers. Although it is a bit difficult to do these, it is not a shocking method.
But what if not?
There are not many rumors about this human being, and most of them are vague, or not known to the ordinary, even if Taltak is the Duke of Hell, he cannot obtain more - but even if it is scattered like quicksand between his fingers
The broken fragments were enough to shake Taltak's judgment, making his communication with this human being more cautious - or rather, he had to be cautious.
As long as about half of those information is real, then the value of this human being is far from what he can judge and touch at will. It is something that only the Lord of the Nine Prisons can decide.
The short temptation made countless thoughts turn in the heart of the Devil Duke. For a moment, he could only chuck like a fool...
But the humans in front of him were also silent
Edward's understanding of the devil Duke in front of him was actually not as much as the other party had guessed.
He knew that this half-man and half-lion, gentle guy was one of the powerful figures of Marboji, the steward of the Red Copper Castle, and a high-level devil with a long lifespan. He was good at magic and good at hand-to-hand combat. He was said to be one far away from him in terms of strength.
The true lord is just a step away.
In hell, such an evaluation doesn't seem to be a compliment - compared with the bottomless abyss that claims to be at least 666 and at most infinite planes integrated into one. The ninth floor of hell is simply too narrow.
, and the effective promotion system of hell has allowed their strong men to grow too fast and too much. Therefore, countless powerful creatures that are enough to assume the great responsibility of the Abyss Lord can only surrender here because of the first line of differences.
The narrow promotion channels temper every talent that acts as a knife, but the existence that comes to the forefront is destined to become an ordinary thing that can be replaced.
But the Taltak is ordinary but unique.
He served as the butler of the Copper Castle for quite a long time, for ten thousand years. He started with the first two devil lords named Moroc. Then he was defeated by Gracia.
The former lord, and the princess, and the princess, in fact, now, most of the work on the sixth floor seems to be handled by this butler. It can be said that if Marboji had no Gracia, he would have
There may not be any big mess. But without Taltak, most of them would have to stop.
If he could control this level, would he not be greedy for more things, such as the throne of the sixth level lord?
There is no good quality among the devil who is willing to be behind the scenes, and their ambitions never need to be doubted.
So if this is the case, what the duke coveted was obviously higher power - higher than the lord on the sixth level, and who could give him these things?
Then, the question arose.
He appears here. Who is it? Glesia? Or the mysterious number behind him? Is that character Beria? If so, is he helping himself or has weaved a new trap
?Use the deaths of these miscellaneous soldiers as a prelude? So is it worthy of his trust in him? How much trust is it?
Edward couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The weakening of power is not only reflected in the lack of combat power. Now he can truly feel that every time he makes a judgment, his reaction is quite slow - judgment and association, and most importantly
The intuition is like being wrapped in a layer of film, thick and astringent, even if you feel anything is very vague, it often leads to wrong judgments. The more the matter involves, the easier it is to make mistakes in judgments.
This has made intuition a completely unreliable function, but when it can only rely on rational judgment, it has lost a key link and cannot draw a correct conclusion.
"Then, Lord Duke, it's too late, and I won't disturb your next work."
With a slight smile, Edward said.
The tentacles of the spirit were tight, and an invisible and disorderly turbulent flow was drawn around him. His voice was gentle and meaningless, but his eyes had slightly contracted - if the opponent was hostile to him, then the next performance might be
Try to take the initiative, either take the lead, or wait for him to turn around and leave.
But unexpectedly, neither is it.
After a slight pause, the Devil Duke spoke solemnly: "His Majesty Edward, His Majesty Asmotiels asked me to bring you a message. He asked me to ask you, do you want some divine power? No less than a middle-level god
degree?"
"What?"
Even Edward was stunned at this time.
"I thought he was not interested in paying attention to a little person like me. Alas, it's hard to bear the reputation, please let it go..." After pausing, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "Then, Your Majesty, he didn't say anything more
What else? Or is there a way to get in touch with him now?"
"Sorry, your Majesty's words are just this one." The rejection in human words made Taltak also silent, but some contempt flashed quietly in his lower eyes.
"Nothing else?"
"No."
"He didn't give you any tips?"
"What is that?"
"Okay..." Edward nodded: "I have a request. I don't know if Mr. Taltuck can give a decision? Actually, it's quite simple... I want something."
"Where, you say that as long as it is in hell, we can bring you a magic item, or a material, or a scroll? Or..."
"No, it's just a personal, ah, no, the devil." Edward smiled and waved his hand. A force had already pulled up the fallen angel who had been mixed up on the ground: "But, I need to prepare a little more.
Things, especially your help. I want to send her back."
"What, send it back?"
Taltak paused, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger: "Of course there is no problem, but you know, Belia has always been careful, and he may not be able to leave any handle, even if we can prove it
It is useless for this person to enter his territory, and, I suspect, after she walks out of Marboji's territory, she will be immediately eliminated by unknown forces. If you really want to pass on something to Bei
His Majesty Leah, then I can use more secure means.”
"No need to be so troublesome, it's just an attempt."
Edward flipped his hand, and the invisible power in the space slowly became concrete. The slender silks intersected in the air and connected, and finally became a piece of smooth and soft silk. Then, there were black traces, and several lines of text were carved on it.
Finally, they were carefully rolled up into a slender but gorgeous scroll, falling into the arms of the fallen angel,
The psychic slammed his fingers again, and the fallen angel had opened his eyes and looked blankly at the two figures of a man and a demon in front of him.
A moment later, a fallen angel flew out of the copper castle.
His figure flashed in the air, and then again.
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