MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 149

Century Achievement! He's finally bordering on Ansel!

The devil's vertical pupils of the Demon King Mo Lan stared at the marching map without blinking. The look of the wedding hall.

Memories are sweet, and reality is sweet, and it's time for him to communicate with Ans El.

"...Amon should have told you that we need to go to the Human World."

The liquid obtained from Levi's hand has been studied with considerable results, and now the final irreversible test will be carried out, which requires the presence of the Demon King in person. Ans El is very concerned about what kind of results will be obtained after laboring two of the world's top alchemists for several months.

In fact, the Demon Realm started the research on monsters very early, and they are currently leading in the Three Realms. They not only draw a systematic atlas, but also have a certain degree of understanding of the composition and evolution of monster bodies. Ansi Er only gave the Archon Sharia monster album. As for the exchange of other research results, he needs to wait for the heaven to express its position and establish an alliance.

Forcing the Southern Region to change the king!

Traitors should no longer sit on the throne.

This is the tacit conclusion of Ansel and Theros, and it has been implemented through the war. The two devil kings both take the happiness of the people of the devil world as their own responsibility. It doesn't matter if their own territory is not expanded. The Southern Region can be transformed and peaceful and stable, which is the result they really want.

With this kind of warm understanding, Ansel's tone is also very soft.

"I'll be there on time."

His eyes fell on the lovely map and he couldn't help laughing.

"Cerros, did you see the map?"

Listening to the smiling voice from the other end of the communication, Ansi Er knew that he had seen it, and the two demon kings laughed tacitly, with a little successful counterattack. The joy of winter jujube.

Take your hand and mine~

Let's nibble on Levi's territory~

I was so happy to eat a piece of cake together, and this happiness did not disappear even after I hung up the communication. The white-haired Demon King sat back in the chair, his hands wrapped around the ends of his hair, his posture was a little lazy, and he felt that he was really frank now.

Happy is happy, happy will say it, unhappy will also say it, cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh, if you are too stressed, you will pull your hair and rub the minister.

The devil world is really a wonderful cauldron. When he first arrived in the human world, he was still the most standard angel. He was reserved and said little. He always thought that if he didn’t say anything, others would know everything. .

The Demon King remembered that on the battlefield in the past, the orc girl with a big sword taught him to appreciate flowers. The orc girl said that the flowers are blooming beautifully. If you can't admire them in time, the flowering period will soon pass. Although the devil is a long-lived species and has a long time, if some words are not spoken, there is still the risk of losing the opportunity to speak forever.

This is the aesthetics of Suberbian, the city of flowers, and Ansair keeps it in mind. What I keep in mind together is the ending of the demons I have met in the past.

The great sword was inserted obliquely in the dust haze of the battlefield.

…It is these demons, it is these experiences, that have made Ansair today.

As for the heavens?

It's not home.

***

The Human World.

Early in the morning, Astaro keenly discovered that something was wrong with the cold and serious alchemist who didn't love anything except research. The alchemist of the head of the crow occupied the mirror, neatly groomed every little fluff on his head, put on the best clothes, and kept turning around.

Astaroth saw him posing in a contemplative pose for a while, and then proudly raising his beak, constantly looking for the right angle. The thing that Astaro was worried about finally happened, because he was so invested that he didn't even notice that he was too close.

I'm really at a loss.

When he struggled to the door, he opened the door while taking care of his clothes, and at the same time put on the beautiful posture he had just trained—

Cerros' face appeared outside the door.

Amon: "…"

He slammed the door shut immediately.

Cerros: "…"

It was Astaroth who opened the door and put his students in. Ceros came early today. Of course, his outfit was carefully taken care of. For this reason, he got up four hours earlier. The bride had to be no longer a bride. It must reflect the natural effect of dressing up but not dressing up.

Amon folded his arms and leaned against the door, his eyes were cold, and he was in the depression of winking at the wrong person. Depressed and depressed, the doorbell of "Ding Ding Ding" rang again, he opened the door casually, and the crow's head still looked a little gloomy.

—The white-haired devil in the devil's uniform was standing outside the door. When he saw Amon, the sunset-colored vertical pupils blinked slightly.

Just a bang.

Amon couldn't believe it, he actually met His Majesty in such a bad way!

Astaroth: "…"

So combing crow hair is not related to combing hair.

Unbelievable.

Sure! This is the case with Asmodeus in love!

Theros was quite confident in his outfit, but soon, his pupils shook when he saw Ansel's demon king's uniform.

He's not confident now!

How can Ansair be so beautiful!

Ansier's current dress is what he usually wears when he receives close ministers at the Devil's Palace. The style is regular and light and easy-going. The Demon King's formal attire is dignified and dignified, while the human world's uniform is lively and casual. This is the first time Theros has seen this outfit in between.

At this moment, driver Ceros carefully started the train.

woo-

He has thought about at least eighteen!

After meeting each other's king, the two alchemists began to report their research results separately. Life alchemy and pharmacy are Astaro's strengths, and Amon's main research direction is more unpopular, such as the irreversible experiments they will conduct at the end this time.

"What are those liquids..." Ans El asked slowly, but saw Amon shaking his head at him.

"We believe that it is not a liquid." Master Wang of the Western Regions said, "but a collection of [brains]. This small group of liquid contains dozens of living brains, each of which is Can fuse with other organisms."

Seeing the silence of the two demon kings, Astaroth continued to speak.

"The form of droplets is similar to an egg. Insects will use the form of eggs to continue offspring, because they are small and easy to hide. These small droplets are such a form, each droplet The periphery is wrapped with a film of difficult-to-study materials, and the whole is surrounded by a larger film, so it flows like water."

Theros pondered for a moment.

"New breed?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Astaroth's expression was solemn, "This is a new way of reproduction that is different from what we observed on the Seventh Abyss Front. The mother is no longer To give birth to juveniles, but only to [brains], ready to parasitize any creature in our world."

"It's just..." Amon also spoke, and the heavy pupil turned slightly, "From these finished products, the evolution has not yet reached perfection. The vitality of the [brain] is not enough, and we can only rely on artificial means. It can be parasitic only if it is in a relatively close distance with other organisms."

The unfinished meaning of Amon's words is already obvious. If it is him, such a result is called a failure, and he must add functions such as splitting, searching for enemies, attacking, and disguising.

Anse Erh covered his face with one hand.

Amon was not taken away by Levy, it's really good, good in every sense.

It seems that the topic is a bit heavy, and Amon can't bear His Majesty and pen pal to be so worried, he brings up a related topic that he thinks is very interesting.

"By the way, we also measured the age of these [brains]. Because the age can only be measured when the alien creatures are incorporated into the time system of our world, so start counting from entering the world, The [brain] here is over five hundred years old."

As if he didn't feel comfortable speaking, he added.

"What."

Over five hundred years old.

Add a cute tone, your majesty must think he is cute, and if your majesty thinks he is cute, he will definitely be included in his command!

Unexpectedly, when Ansair heard the news, his pupils trembled violently. Ceros raised his hand and stroked his back lightly.

"Don't be afraid, they haven't multiplied like this yet."

“…”

He didn't want to see 110,000 Gavins! This thing is so evil!

Although I don't know why the cute tone seems to have the opposite effect, Amon held back the tears in his heart. He also discovered that he could still be cute to make His Majesty happy!

"Actually I still found..."

Anseyer felt that he could not sit firmly, he was holding the table, and later he felt that it was not good, so he held Ceros instead.

Cerros: "…"

He thought of it! He thought of this sense of sight! Isn't this when watching a horror movie, Ansier was so frightened that he threw himself into his arms, and he took advantage of the situation to hug Shunshunmao and couldn't be scared!

This movie is really scary, is there anything scarier?

Amon still wanted to be cute, he said cutely about his discovery.

"I found magic elements that only exist in the heavens in these [brains]." He bluntly said what he took for granted, "The heavens are about to end."

Ansel: "…"

Save...!

He began to worry that the golden arrow he had nailed to the outside of the town was still there. If the monsters attack fiercely, and if there is nothing to grind his teeth with his golden arrow, then it will really be over. .

The report of the research results that scared both demon kings is finally coming to an end. At the end, the two alchemists arranged an irreversible experiment. in the box of time.

In the box, time will run at a terrifying speed, and they will test the lifespan of these [brains].

Because the brains of these monsters have different lifespans, they are only temporarily kneaded, so they die at different time points, but most of them can exist for more than a thousand years, and they are truly immortal races.

Ansier's heart was heavy, he thought about the time when the monster invaded earlier, and the precarious heaven. Seeing that Ansair's expression was wrong, Theros asked softly after the alchemists went back to the space to pack up things and materials.

"Are you still worried about the heavens? Do you need to..."

Any way to go back?

Theros was reluctant to say the second half, but he knew Ansel would understand. The reason why he didn't want to say it was that he had been worried all the time. Even though Ansi Er had worn the crown in the Demon Realm, after knowing Ansi Er's identity, he was full of uneasy premonitions.

Although Ansair has said firmly that he will never go back, he is still deeply worried.

Because Heaven is the hometown of Ansel.

He thought that he would hear Ans Air once again categorically stated that he would not go back, then he would probably feel extremely relieved, but Ans Air said—

"I do worry about the heavens."

The Demon King's heart froze for a moment, as if he had returned to the days when he sat still on the Frost Throne.

"However, that's a strategic concern." The angel opened his vertical pupils the color of the sunset, looked at his expression seriously, and suddenly smiled, "What are you worrying about, how can I be? I will go back. Even if I have to communicate with the heavens later, I also hope that you can come. The less I have contact with them, the better."

He seems a little sad and a little relieved.

"I have done my utmost to the heavens, and..."

"There's nothing to love there either."

If you don't enjoy the flowers, the flowering period will soon pass.

Everything he loves is here, all in the demon world, and Theros...

The Demon King saw another Demon King smiling at him.

"And you, too."

***

Heaven, Planet Book Pavilion.

The night retreats, and the dawn will break. The manager of the bookstore has finished all night's hard research and stood in the light of dawn. He just stood there for a while, then took off his silver-framed glasses with fine chains and wiped them lightly.

Looking over the fence like a lone bird…

Quietly perched on the empty seat.