Rasudran, standing in the void, can be called a great miracle.
At this moment, in a wild forest on the southern outskirts of Rasudran, a purgatory flame slave who had just crossed over from Lake Neming was looking at the halo of the shadowy building in the distance with surprised eyes.
"Is this Rasudran? The city that never falls and never sleeps." He whispered: "Compared to the Sky Mechanical City, it is not far behind. Is it because behind it stands the peerless great demon?"
It's strange to say that he is obviously a purgatory flame slave, but what he speaks is the common language of mankind.
"Huaqiaoqiao, what are you muttering about?" A deafening buzz came from the mouth of another Infernal Flame Slave holding a fiery red ax in front of him.
"It's nothing, I'm just sighing that Rasudran is so magnificent." After changing the common human language, its lips that seemed to be stained with red magma opened slightly, and the devilish language with a mysterious whisper came from the mouth of the bird.
came out.
"As expected, he is an unscrupulous bastard. Among the major demonic cities in the Barrens, Rasudran can only be regarded as average." The giant axe-slave looked disdainful.
The face of barrenness? What is this? Hua Queque had some doubts in her heart, but she did not ask, but said with a flattering look: "It seems that Lord Kaido has seen many Castlevanias?"
The Purgatory Flame Slave holding the giant axe was none other than Kaido. It held its ferocious head high and blew out a stream of fire breath from its nose: "That's natural, I used to follow Lord Nergal! Even Lord Return
I have seen Mozambia from a distance, and that is the real miracle."
Kaido proudly talked about his past experiences, but to the ears of the birds, it was extremely boring. Because many of Kaido's words were "seen from afar", "I have heard
"Essence", "According to legend"... It is estimated that there are only two or three Castlevanias it has ever experienced, and Rasudran is the largest Castlevania it has ever experienced.
Seeing that Kaido seemed to be addicted, Hua Qiqiao suddenly said: "Lord Kaido, the Mozambia you just mentioned sounds like a great Castlevania. I wonder what it is like?"
Kaido was stunned. When he was a slave, he only glanced at it from a distance, and his sight was obscured by the flames of purgatory. Who knew what it looked like.
But in front of his new little brother, Kaido couldn't say clearly that he didn't know.
It hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "It's very big and magnificent anyway... You, a little bastard who doesn't know the origin of your clan, will never go there in your life. Why do you ask so many questions?"
Being called a bastard, Hua Qiaoqiao felt sad for a moment. This was caught by Kaido. He thought he had found a way to break the situation, but this little bastard actually dared to ask questions to embarrass you, Master Kaido. When he got excited, he spoke even more.
Addicted.
"With no clan origin and no clan emblem, a male Flame Slave actually takes the name of a succubus? Huaqiaoqiao? What kind of name is this? It is a disgrace to our Purgatory Flame Slave clan!" Kaido sprayed out from his huge nostrils.
The white turbid air squinted at the "downcast" bird: "Also, as male flame slaves, the weapons we train should be giant axes and hammers. You actually imitated the females and made a chain... Who are you planning to tie up?
?Tie yourself up?"
When Kaido was about to curse, they had already arrived at the outskirts of Rasudran.
Some demon figures appeared not far away, and Kaido shut up at the right time. In terms of status, they, the Infernal Flame Slave clan, are even lower than half-blood demons. In fact, most of them are domestic slaves of demons. Moreover,
He is not playing the role of a housekeeper or personal servant, he is the kind of cannon fodder domestic slave who can be abandoned at any time.
They only look fierce, but their strength is actually very low. In the abyss, all the demons look down on the Yan slaves.
But there are also benefits to the Purgatory Flame Slaves. At least the demons will not kill them casually.
For demons, the Purgatory Flame Slave is much better than some so-called half-blood demons. At least the bloodline of the Purgatory Flame Slave is basically serving the devil. But hybrids like half-blood demons, because of their mixed bloodlines, are still
There was a lot of rebellion.
Kaido suddenly shut up, and his movements that were deliberately wide open and closed became cautious after entering Rasudran. This cowardly performance made the flower sparrows following it couldn't help but sneer in their hearts.
This is the first time Huaqiqiao has come to Rasudran, and it is also the first time he has seen the devil's trading bazaar.
He turned his head curiously, looking at this city that was completely different from what he had imagined. Now that he couldn't see everything, he might not be able to see it again before long.
However, he was currently in the outskirts of Rasudran. Even if there were buildings, they were not exquisite. For example, there was a simple wooden house in the dense forest on the right.
"Psychedelic? Given this name, what kind of business is being done in this wooden house?" Hua Queque wondered in her heart.
"What are you looking at?" Kaido also followed the bird's gaze and saw the small wooden house in the forest not far away. When he saw the size of the wooden house, Kaido sneered: "Such a small building
, and this store is actually shorter than me. I guess this store will never be able to attract business in this life."
As soon as Kaido finished speaking, he saw the door of the cabin being pushed open, and a blue-skinned half-blood demon walked out of it. There was a satisfied smile on its lips, as if something good had happened to it.
"It's definitely not a customer!" Kaido said firmly, "It's probably an employee of this store."
Then, the second half-blood demon came out.
"This...this is also an employee, so it must be true."
The third, the fourth... until the tenth half-blood demon came out, Kaido's eyes were already round. How could there be customers in such a small shop? The half-blood demon in Rasudran
Aren't they all very proud? It's absolutely impossible for them to step through such a short door?
"Aren't these half-blood demons guests?" Hua Queque blinked and looked curious.
Kaido originally wanted to blurt out "Yes", but finally choked back. If it was just one or two, that would be fine. With so many half-blood demons coming out of that store, it would have no choice if it wanted to stir up trouble.
Kaido still couldn't help it and said: "I had never seen this wooden house when I came here last time. There were probably only a few half-blood demons joining in the fun inside, and it couldn't make any waves."
After Kaido said these words, an ice-blue demon walked out of the wooden house.
Although he is only a little devil, he is also one of the best among the little devils. He is completely different from the weak half-blood devils before.
"This...this is just an example." Kaido suppressed his blush.
At this time, the ground suddenly shook a few times, and behind the cabin, in the originally empty yard, there were suddenly more ripples, and a troll covered in ice crystals stepped out of the ripples.
"Is this ripple an illusion for concealment? This is the Ice Troll!" Hua Queque couldn't help but exclaimed. The Ice Troll is an almost mid-level demon, and it is related to the Winter Troll.
The Winter Troll is also at the top among mid-level demons!
The ice troll appeared in this small shop in the countryside, leaving Kaido in complete disbelief.
Kaido pointed in the direction of the wooden house tremblingly, as if he wanted to say something else...
But at this time, the flower sparrow couldn't bear it anymore, and it said: "Lord Kaidu, you'd better stop talking."
Kaido's mouth seemed to be cursed by the spirit of speech. Whatever he said, it came back in reverse.
Hua Qiaoqiao shook her head, dragging Kaido, whose head was already smoking with anger, towards the depths of Rasudran.
When leaving, Hua Queque suddenly felt that someone seemed to be looking at him.
He looked back, but found nothing. On the roof of the psychedelic cabin not far away, a dark-skinned woman was yawning and stretching.
Is it his imagination?
…
Fafnir stretched out and rested lazily on the roof for a long time before he recalled a strange message he had captured when he woke up.
Fafnir lowered her head and pondered for a moment, recalling a figure in her mind.
It was a purgatory flame slave she saw not long ago. His body was a little thin, his body was burning with light flames, and there was a scarlet chain, like a fire snake, slowly moving around his body.
At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this Infernal Flame Slave.
However, Fafnir raised an eyebrow. She found obvious traces of disguise on this purgatory flame slave, and the soul of this flame slave was obviously a lowly human being.
"Have humans come to Rasudran?" Angel was currently in the second-floor attic of the cabin. The window opened here happened to be connected to the roof of the cabin.
Fafnir was lying half on the roof, and next to her was the skylight of the attic: "Yes, you don't seem surprised."
"There are many humans, and it has nothing to do with me anyway." Angel shrugged. He had heard when he was guarding the fortress that wizards would sneak into the inner Castlevania to collect information, so the presence of humans here is a bit strange.
, but it is not unacceptable.
Compared with these unimportant things, he has something more important to care about now.
For example, make money. Or, for example, complete the model of the half door in the thinking space.
The sound of a wind chime sounded from the courtyard below.
"It seems that a new batch of guests have arrived again." Angel took out Ocean Rhythm and said to Fafnir, "I'm going down first."
When Angel walked down from the second floor, he saw Canaan explaining eloquently to the new batch of guests in fluent devil language, while stretching out his fingers to draw a circle in the air, coercing
Light steam rises and beats the wind chimes outside the courtyard.
The sound of wind chimes earlier was the signal sent to him by Canaan.
At this time, Canaan was not like the tatters she wore yesterday. Instead, she imitated the water system and made herself a set of unpredictable water skirts. Firstly, it was beautiful, and secondly, she used it to show her water-type prowess to the guests.
Harmony.
Canaan spoke very quickly, and Angel also knew a little about Devil's language. Only the last sentence was understood clearly.
"The owner is here, and your experience journey will begin immediately."