MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 70

As a result, the development of things is not at all what Theros thought, who wrote the big devil and read the **** goose!

Ansel poked his cerebellum.

"You didn't even lose a feather, why are you hurting?"

Black Swan: "…"

It's broken, I forgot to create hurt!

Anseyer saw the black swan turn around in a circle, looking down on the ground, as if looking for a feather that might have fallen, but he couldn't find it. He silently raised his eyes to look at Ansel, then lowered his eyes and raised his eyes again, with a pitiful look.

Now Ans Air feels that Ceros must be very magical in private, otherwise he can't raise such a magical goose. He laughed so much that his horns were almost crooked, and he quickly held his head to steady himself. Small accidents like this can happen every day, Anse Er has already exercised his iron heart, but the black swan in front of him is so frightened that he almost splits.

Although he lied about his guilt! But is it sinful enough to be so frightened? !

Theros was really afraid that Ansel would laugh in front of him and bow his head one day, and the horn headband would slide down from the front, then he must have suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest on the spot.

Can't you make a firmer headband! No money he can sponsor!

Since these days, Theros has fully realized that Ansel is really out of money. The white-haired Demon King has a gorgeous appearance, but every time he cherishes a gold coin under the light, this is also the only gold coin, and its poverty level makes those who hear it sour and those who see it cry.

This is wrong.

His Majesty, the richest Demon King in the Demon World, thought to himself.

Ansair deserves to be decorated with all the gold, jewels, and shackles, living in the most splendid palace, and then combing his beautiful feathers safely on the crossbar decorated with colorful magic spar .

But Theros also understands that if he enjoys such comfort, Ans-El is not Ans-El.

Like now.

"Don't make trouble, I'll go." Ansier gradually restrained his smile and looked up at the sky. Now, the look on his face belongs to the devil, and the pair of vertical pupils also It looks very cold.

"If you don't know the challenge, will that angel take the challenge?"

To be able to remotely damage Vassago in such an understatement, that angel is likely to be at the level of an archon, the same level as the Demon King. If an angel with such a venerable position confronts him, he will still have a bit of backbone; if he retreats, he will only shrink in the Holy Court and shoot cold arrows, then...

In the vertical pupils of Ansair's sunset color, a trace of mockery passed by.

Then the heavens can already be classified with Levi, and they are hopelessly rotten.

Courtesy Levy: "…"

You? ? ?

"Vassago."

Anseyer called softly, and the grey-eyed and silver-haired water monster immediately knelt on one knee and listened, all he heard was His Majesty the Demon King.

"Your wounds will not be in vain. As your king, I will make that angel pay the due price."

He half-opened his crimson beak for a moment, then succeeded in pain again.

Does Ans Air really care about his workplace relationship at all? Not only stabbed at the boss, but now fly over to hit the boss! This is really...

Too devilish.

***

While walking through the clouds at high speed, Ansi Er did not hide his existence, the angel must have felt it, different from Vassago's powerful demon breath rising, almost a kind of malice provocation.

The opponent was fighting. At this time, Ansair had already climbed above the vast sea of ​​clouds. The bat wings were spread out, and no one could see the patch, and he was suspended on the snowdrift-like clouds in a dignified and dignified manner.

The angel's snow-white wings also broke out of the sea of ​​clouds after a few breaths. In addition to the real pair of wings, the other two pairs of illusory wings were also spread, and the six wings were displayed, showing the other party's angry mood .

The Demon King and the Angel Archon faced each other in the clouds, no, it should be said, the two angels faced each other in the clouds.

Anseier carefully distanced himself from the opponent. Anyway, he is long range, and distance will only bring advantages. He didn't know whether the other party could sense his actual identity. The sense between the same clan was always mysterious. The angel consul might also have some power over ordinary angels, so he couldn't take risks.

In addition, Ans Air has discovered a magical thing.

The other party is actually a…

Angel of Power.

Ansel: "…"

A power angel, want to fight with his war angel?

It's okay for Yu Angel. Most of the Angels are tough and weird. They always have a strange mentality of "I can do it and let me go", trying to compete with the War Angels in terms of force. But unless it spans several classes, almost the same class, the angels of power can only "feel" that they can do it.

Ansel did not think that she, who had been trained in the Demon World, would be weaker than the Angel Archon, so...

Go back and add BUFF!

"Demon King..." Sharia said coldly, her voice filled with accumulated anger, and the wounds that had healed seemed to be hurting again. He has recovered, this is just phantom pain, he forced himself to think so, staring at the demon king who hides his head and shows his tail and dares not reveal his true face.

"There are three demon kings in the demon world, which domain do you rule?" Shalia continued to ask in a cold voice, Ansier heard from his words that even the consul, seemed to be interested in the demon world. Understanding is also very limited?

That's right, as the Demon King, if he didn't come from the heavens himself, it would be absolutely impossible to know the details of the consul. The Asmodeus family, where Theros belongs, has a deep heritage and may know a little bit, but that is an advantage that other demon kings cannot have.

"You shouldn't be a demon king from the Asmodeus family." Shalia is excluding, "The black hair and blue eyes of the Asmodeus family are the hallmarks, so you should be …”

Ansier's sunset-colored vertical pupils flashed suddenly, he was not afraid of the shadow, and he was holding the pot in his hand! After coming to the Human World, his relationship with Ceros improved, and it was a bit unbearable to take the blame, but he really didn't hesitate to take it to Livy!

So before the angel could finish speaking, Ansel had already laughed arrogantly.

"No need to guess, Angel, I am the Southern Demon King Levi!"

The goose is cute, the pot is for Levi.

Shalia's pupils shrank, he didn't think the devil would be so kind to tell him his identity, there must be a deceit! After excluding the Western Regions of the Demon King Family, the other party claimed to be the Demon Lord of the Southern Regions. This news is definitely wrong, so it should be the rest of the East... No! wrong! He almost fell into the opponent's trap!

What a crafty demon! Calling himself the Demon King of the Southern Region, he induced Sharia to guess at the Demon Lord of the Eastern Region, but in fact, the other party was pre-judging his prediction, so the real identity of the other party should be the one he said!

Levy, the Demon King of the Southern Regions! He remembered!

Ansel: "…"

Is this going so well? What does he believe? How suspicious!

He didn't know that the angel had turned left and left and then left, but returned to the original starting point.

Locking the identity of the other party is the biggest gain today, Sharia still has the heart to find out the strength of the other party, so she does not hesitate. The demon king did not escape either. Above the sea of ​​clouds, the angel and the demon king fought fiercely... The angel and the angel fought fiercely!

But banging, Sharia found the problem.

…all too familiar.

The other party is too familiar with his fighting style, or the fighting style of the entire group of Angels of Power.

He can almost predict Shariah's next move and the measures to be taken almost out of ten. In the middle of a battle, this understanding is so terrifying that Shalia finds herself…

The angel showed a solemn look.

He found himself completely crushed.

***

The thunder rolls across the sky, but the sound has gradually become quieter. Today's secret meeting has ushered in special guests. Of course, this has already been reserved. Westham stood on the steps and gave a meaningful smile to the former second-class star witcher who came alone with a box.

"Gwen, you hide so deeply that even I didn't realize that you believe in demons."

Who would have imagined that a witcher who hunted demons would throw himself into the arms of the secret society? As for the demon he had killed, Westham believed that with the high vision of the adult, I am afraid that he would not take it to heart at all.

Gwen also smiled slightly.

"I have had this idea from a long time ago, believe in demons, and get stronger power from demons." Gavin said, in a calm tone, half pretended to be half real excitement , "For this reason, I brought a registration certificate, which can be regarded as... a gift I gave to that adult."

Westham's eyes fell on the box he was holding. This box was engraved with intricate magic patterns. It was obviously a precious tool from the hands of the witch, which could be used to bind and suppress.

"This is..."

The light of lightning made Gavin's face flicker and darken, and when the thunderstorm was about to break, Westham heard him spit out a word softly.

"Holy Sword."

The thunder was sparse, and the anomalous astronomical phenomenon caused by the battle between Ansel and Shalia was coming to an end. The angel was knocked down from the air by a heavy blow, followed by an additional arrow, leaving no leeway!

The body of the angel smashed through a small bell tower, and after the real anger, it became unnecessary to cover up. There are always special organizations that deal with the panic of ordinary people and the aftermath. In the midst of a panicked noise, Shalia lay in the ruins of the clock tower, between the twisted iron hour and minute hands, he barely supported himself, but the magic for the protection came again, and throughout the battle, He was almost blindfolded and beaten on the head.

He doesn't know anything about the Demon King, but the Demon King knows a lot about him. What is this...

!

"I recognize your strength, so, before continuing to fight, I am willing to report my name."

The angel raised her icy blue pupils.

"My name is Shariah, the celestial consul Shariah."

The two sides are now reciprocating their identities, and just when the two were about to continue their actions, Sharia suddenly felt a kind of atmosphere. The breath was like a flickering firefly, and like the feathers of a fluffy bird, drifting not far from him.

When this breath...this breath is...!

Why at this time! The most dangerous demon king is close at hand, and the breath of the suspected kin appeared at this time! The breath of the same race that haunts the human world is likely to be the last consul he has been looking for!

Once the Demon King also discovers this breath, the consequences will be disastrous!

The last consul is above all else, and Sharia already has the heart to retreat. He just wants to find that companion now, the firefly-like aura is not stable at times, so he has to keep looking!

His attitude of wanting to run if he can't win aroused strong dissatisfaction with Ansier, the sunset-colored vertical pupils still carried an unfailing fighting intent, Ansier calmed down Take your own breath, and remember to keep your distance.

"I didn't just fight with you." He said with sharp pupils, "You hurt my close minister."

"It's just a courtier." Sharia interrupted him, hiding the anxiety in his heart. Finding a partner was a big deal, and he couldn't delay any longer, so he said, "Get out of the way."

Ansel: "???"

The matter is not clear at all, so you want to leave?

What attitude? Think beautifully!

Faced with Angel Sharia, who was in a hurry to leave, looking for someone, Ansel's angry gaze fell on the other side's head, and he suddenly approached!

"Click!"

Bring it to you!