Demon King

　　 Ivo bleeds from his forehead and his eyes are fierce.

　　 The Templar Captain could not hurt Xiao Hei, but Ivo was not an immortal. Under the stormy attack, his wounds gradually increased. If Xiao Hei were not restrained, his injuries would be more serious.

　　 Ivo gritted his teeth fiercely. At this time, he didn't care about hiding, his body swelled suddenly, bursting into his black robe, and once again transformed into a Ural white bear four or five meters high.

　　Rao is the captain of the Templars with firm will, and his pupils shrink in surprise.

　　 Once he decides to transform, it is equivalent to Ivo giving up to escape. The Ural White Bear's body is too conspicuous, and the chance of escape is close to zero.

"Roar!"

　　 Ural White Bear and Xiao Hei battled with the Captain of the Templar Knights, and the surrounding trees were constantly shattered by the afterwaves. Judy and Bruce finally came back to their souls amidst the loud sound, and drew aside in horror, shocked.

Captain Templar dodged the attack of the white bear flexibly, jumping on Ivo’s body, leaving wounds one by one. Ivo was covered with white hair and roared angrily. The powerful power behind him turned against the Captain Templar. A little threat, but this threat is not enough to hurt him.

"brush!"

　　 A bloodstain appeared on the heart, and the pale breastbone was faintly visible. Ivo's physical strength faded with the bleeding, and he was exhausted.

　　 "Old German, I can't hold it anymore," Ivo was weak: "Use the apostle form, and hold it for a while. If it can't be dragged to Paro, use the last hole card."

The power of the devil filled the body with the heart pumping blood instantly, and Ivo's spirit was shocked. The new power filled the body, and the whole body was ignited with icy blue flames, like a flaming bear, and the thick chain stretched out from the huge wrist ring. , Immersed in the heart, and the ends of the white hair were erupting with frost and blue fire, and a pair of black horns grew out of the bear's head.

　　 Ivo activated the demon apostle form while he was transformed, and his strength was further increased.

　　 "This is the last delay!"

The second use, the burden of the demon apostle form on the body is much less, Demacia was surprised: "The second time you trigger the demon apostle form, the life force consumed has been reduced to 30 years, and the burden has also become smaller. It can be maintained. More than five minutes."

"What does it mean?"

Demacia exclaimed: "It is worthy of being the bloodline of the simulacrum, and the fusion power is unparalleled. Your body is gradually adapting to the burden of the demon form, and spontaneously undergoing deep transformation. As long as you continue to use the demon form, one day you can make the apostle form a routine. Ability, does not need to consume any vitality, and can be maintained for a long time."

　　 "This is the only good news I heard today."

　　 Maybe one day in the future, Ivo can use the Demon Apostle form unscrupulously, just like the ability to transform without burden, but now the most important thing is to survive.

　　 Ivo put all his thoughts into the battle, roared, and swiftly rushed to the Captain of the Templars.

　　 The ice flames rushed, the soil was crushed into ice slag, and the violent power was vented unscrupulously. The Captain of the Templar was shocked by Ivo's skyrocketing strength, and turned to attack with caution.

　　 However, as time passed quickly, the demon apostle form began to fade.

　　 The Captain of the Templar knight felt Ivo's weakness, his eyes flashed, and he ate a bear paw. The knight sword was wrapped in a terrifying force and pierced out fiercely.

　　 A little bit of cold light suddenly magnified in the line of sight, and the target was his eyes, and Ivo felt a sense of tremor about to be seriously injured.

　　 "I can't hide it."

　　 噗嗤.

　　 Blood was splattered.

　　……

　　Irish Restaurant is an old restaurant in the noble district with a history of more than 70 years. The bright brown wooden door is engraved with vine-like patterns and the top is tied with a wind chime.

　　 On the noble street with magnificent architectural style, the door of the Irish restaurant is like a narrow side door, inconspicuous. However, in the eyes of the nobles, the gold decoration and ivory marble are just deliberately created glitz, and the tasteful old restaurant is the real elegance.

In the Irish restaurant, the old fragrant beech wood bar and dining tables are staggered. The wine cabinet behind the bar displays a bottle of unremarkable wine. However, each bottle is produced by a famous winery. Years before you can afford a bottle.

There are paintings on the wall, lifelike, superbly crafted, all precious masters, and some unique styles of clay flower pots and stone statues are randomly placed around the restaurant, all of which are the works of famous art masters. .

The atmosphere of the restaurant is quiet and peaceful. On the high stools in the corner, the violinist plays melodious music, earnestly and attentively. If anyone knows the music industry of Lasses, he can recognize this violinist as a very famous musician. He is a famous musician who has held several noble concerts, and he is also proud of the work of the restaurant luthier, because this is an Irish restaurant, an aristocratic restaurant recognized by the upper-class nobles.

　　 Although the layout of the Irish restaurant may seem casual, it exudes elegance everywhere.

　　 In the Irish restaurant by the window, there are four people sitting opposite each other, using knives and forks, to elegantly cut cod and steak in a white and delicate porcelain plate like ivory.

　　The four people present here are the powerful nobles of the Kingdom of Lasses, the Marquis of Talper Linches, the Marquis of Beverly Gold, the future Lord of Gold Patriarch Caesar, and Nafi Linches.

　　 This is the first time that the future couples of the two families officially meet in this capacity. This is a night banquet with scrutiny.

The Marquis of Beverly is a half-bald old man who makes people feel angry even when his face is expressionless. The main reason is that his facial features are relatively compact...Of course, this sentence cannot be mentioned in front of him, otherwise he will understand Beverly Why did the Marquis of Leigh have the title of "The Angry Lion of Lasses"?

　　 Beverly and Talper were talking in a plain but affectionate tone, and Caesar sat tangled on one side, his dazzling blond hair seemed to light up the dim night sky. Although young, his majesty is no less than that of the two marquis. If one can see the future from a person's temperament, then Caesar is undoubtedly a natural leader. His handsome and masculine appearance, prominent family background, and extraordinary ability are enough to make All the noble girls with spring in the middle of the night bit their lips and blushed, and their legs were clamped in their legs. This is also the confidence of Caesar's superiority.

But in the seat opposite to Caesar, Nafi's eyes were drooping and her long eyelashes obscured her eyes. At the banquet discussing her and Caesar's wedding, she acted neither joy nor sadness, like a thousand times from the court. As the etiquette teacher learned, she maintained an elegant and perfect lady sitting posture, with a faint smile, grace and nobility.

　　 The Marquis of Beverly expressed his satisfaction with the cultivation of his future daughter-in-law, and forked another piece of fresh and juicy honey sauce fried cod.

　　 However, in Caesar's perception, Nafei is more like an outsider who stays out of the way, not caring about her own destiny.

　　Caesar didn't have much feelings for Nafi, to be precise, Caesar could not tolerate anything other than glory, including women. But since it was a marriage contract concluded by the family, and he will succeed the Patriarch in the future, Linches will become an aid in his power field, so he accepted this arrangement.

　　 He doesn't like Nafi, but he can't tolerate Nafi, who is nominally his fiancé, getting too close with other men. Every time he sees Nafi, he thinks of Ivo, and his mood is suddenly not beautiful.

Nafee listened to Talper and Beverly discussing the date of their marriage, and she felt no sorrow or joy. The education she had received from an early age kept her in mind to contribute to the family. It is almost impossible to have a marquise in the kingdom. Determined the fate of the marriage, she also accepted the reality early.

Ivo’s plan helped her delay the wedding. She is grateful, but she also knows clearly that marriage is like a rehearsed opera. Ivo’s plan is just a mispronounced line and cannot change the final opera. The ending and direction of

　　 Looking at the starry night sky outside the French windows, Na Fei's heart became calmer, like a dead winter lake.

　　 However, in an instant, the meteorite fell, and the calm lake violently fluctuated.

　　 The intense pain passed along the invisible contract line from the other end, like an inescapable fate.

　　 "Ivo!"

　　 Nafei was shocked, her fist under the table wrinkled her skirt tightly, and the pain made her body tremble slightly.

　　 However, at the moment when the pain struck, what was more painful than the body was the deep heart palpitations, and she was uncontrollably worried about Ivo's situation.

　　 The life sharing contract is like a fetter, which firmly binds her and Ivo's fate together.

Talper noticed Nafi’s change, and was a little dissatisfied. In front of the two marquis, how could he be so rude, frowning and asked: "Nafi, what's the matter with you?" Caesar and Beverly also focused on Nafi. Fei.

　　 Na Fei suddenly got up without warning and brought down the chair. The two Marquis were taken aback. Beverly said dissatisfied, "Miss Na Fei, why are you gaffe?"

Nafei pursed her pale lips, her eyes were firm, she turned and leaned on the table and chairs, and quickly walked out of the Irish restaurant, following the implicit perception of the contract, running in the direction of intuition. The gorgeous ornaments fell as she ran and landed There was a jingle on the ground.

　　 It turned out that she thought she could remain indifferent in the face of fate, but her fate was branded by Ivo, and she no longer belonged to her alone.

　　 Being controlled by Ivo's life and death is like a marriage that he can't interfere.

　　 But unlike a marriage, she did not reject Ivo in the slightest, and Ivo never forced her to do things she didn't want to do.

　　 Unlike Linches and Gold who want to squeeze out every point of her value, Ivo is more like a caring friend and will not do things that go against the wishes of her friends.

Perhaps because of this, when Ivo’s painful sharing came, Nafei suddenly did not want to abide by the so-called noble etiquette, and did not want to maintain a perfect image in front of her future in-laws. At this moment, she just wanted to find danger. Ivo of the environment, help him, rescue him, and protect him.

　　Because... She only has this friend.

　　 Beverly said angrily: "Na Fei's etiquette teacher should be hanged or put in a hanging cage."

　　 It is very rude even to leave the meeting directly in an ordinary party. In the face of the high-ranking marquis, this error is infinitely magnified. The nobles pay attention to elegant etiquette, and the high-ranking ones cannot tolerate the low-ranking ones' disrespect and disrespect.

　　 Beverly waited for Talper to save the embarrassing situation, but Talper's complexion changed. He understands his daughter and will not suddenly lose his temper, so there is only one possibility...

In Beverly's stunned eyes, Talper whispered a guilty complaint, and quickly left the seat, hurried into the carriage, and hurried back to the manor. He wanted to send people to search for Ivo. Now Ivo is likely to be in danger. Ivo's life and death determine the life of his daughter.

　　 But it is impossible for Talper to tell anyone about the existence of the contract, so in Beverly's eyes it was a deliberate sneer. He slapped the table angrily: "Linches are a bunch of arrogant guys!"

　　Caesar's face was unhappy, "It seems that my fiancee doesn't understand etiquette and needs to be disciplined."

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　　 The blood dripped down ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There was also a palm in iron armor with it, and a knight sword in his hand.

　　 The Captain of the Templars clutched his broken wrist and looked at the sudden appearance of Paro in anger. The stunning cold light just now cut off his palm before he pierced the white bear's eyes.

　　 is as easy as cutting goat cheese.

　　 "You're finally here." Ivo's expression relaxed and he asked Demacia to stop the act of launching the final hole cards. He knew that Paro would not ignore his safety.

　　 In fact, he has a lot of speculations about the reasons why the Dark Eye values ​​himself. There is no pie in the sky, and the Dark Eye must have something else for him, so he will value himself.

As for what their goals are, Ivo is not clear, but the "son of the devil" must be no small matter for them, otherwise they will not be treated like a bishop to a newcomer, so he judged that Paro's task is full To protect his own safety, this is also his confidence to sit back and watch Judy attract the enemy.

　　 In fact, he guessed it right.

　　 "My lord, please forgive me, it took a lot of time to get rid of the group of night watchers." Paro hurriedly defended.

　　 Ivo breathed a sigh of relief, just a little bit, he was about to hide in purgatory.

　　 Demacia cultivated in his mind, and his strength also recovered some. As a demon lord, he was able to open the passage to purgatory. This was his last escape card.

　　 But the price is also staggering. Opening the passage of Purgatory will consume all Demacia's strength, fall into a deep sleep, and will not be able to recover for a year or a half.

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