Duke of Grief

As if there were fire burning in the clouds, under the red clouds, a row of dilapidated houses were lit by flames.

When Grush and Ondel rushed to the scene, they just saw a huge black shadow standing among the fire, and arrogant laughter echoed in their ears.

demon!

They figured out the identity of the'thing' in the first time. If there is no accident, it is a demon from the bottomless abyss!

Although the devil is also a master of flames, they are never as brainless as the devil. If they know that Grush is in this city, they will not be so arrogant.

Carefulness has been carved into their bones and turned into an instinct, even the Duke of the Devil will not do this brainless behavior-this is not something worth promoting, and even passing it back will make them Laughed by other demons!

Andel said nothing, walked aside to extinguish the flames, and the demon was left to Grush.

Paladin Huo Ran pulled out [Chi Yang], carried his long sword forward and slashed it down, and the sword wind pressed down, blowing away the swaying fire in front of him.

It was indeed a demon, but it was a kind that Grush had never seen before.

It has two horns and its head looks like a hyena. It has strong muscles all over its body and dark skin dotted with dark red spots. It looks extremely ugly.

It looks a bit like a werewolf, but there is no fur covering it. There are two black wings behind him. Even Grus, at the first sight of it, couldn't help but stunned.

The flame rippling around him was split with a sword, and the demon was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the human with a smell of holiness all over his body, and suddenly his body shook and fell to his knees.

"Sir, paladin, please let me go!"

The hyena demon's five bodies cast on the ground, the tall body crawled completely on the ground, almost curled up into a sphere, and the two wings behind them all fell down and hung on the ground.

Looking at the demon trembling like sifting chaff, Glush was stunned again, neither the weapon in his hand was folded up nor the cut off, and in an instant, he had a very ridiculous idea in his mind-to No, just leave it alive?

The hyena demon closed his eyes tightly and waited for a long time without waiting for a response. He slightly opened his eyelids and took a peek, then was scared to close his eyes again, trying to shrink his body even smaller.

At this time, the priesthood of the church in the city also rushed to the scene, and Ondel dragged out the wounded in the house, but there were five or six houses lit by flames, but he only rescued one person...

The priests carried out the rescue work for the wounded, and Andel also approached Grush, glancing at the creeping demon, "What's going on?"

The flames were completely extinguished, the black smoke rose slowly, and the smell of scorching flew into the air, but Glush did not feel sick at all.

He drew a sigh of relief, depressing his anger and staring at the demon, "Tell me, what the **** is going on!"

When I heard that voice was full of anger, the hyena demon shuddered again, and remained silent for a long time before slowly telling the truth of the matter: "Someone, someone called me here... No, no, no, not me, but to All lower planes initiated prayers, but my eyes were fast and I responded to the call first, so, so..."

After all, the hyena demon hurriedly begged in the accented common language: "Sir paladin, please give me a way of life. I am willing to be your eyeliner and your undercover in the bottomless abyss!"

Grush ignored the sentence behind it, pondered for a moment, and sighed and asked, "What did that person... pray to you?"

The hyena demon mouth whizzed, and after a while, he shuddered and answered, "He made me... kill."

"Who killed?" Grush frowned.

The devil hung his head and answered truthfully: "A man named'Mark Norris'."

The Paladin and the Red Dragon glanced at each other. If they remembered correctly, this was the name of one of the leaders of the "Rebel Army". When he gave the people the "surname", he had shown them that their ancestors were An adventurer with a surname.

"Then, did you agree?" Grush looked up. "So, what about the ruins around?"

"...Sir paladin, I need a soul." The devil pressed his forehead to the ground, but he still said wronged, "That guy's soul is not enough for me to come to the material plane, I need Collect more souls, so before going to kill the man, I will kill more people..."

Greed is the devil's nature, and only a very small number of demons can break free from their own nature.

In their eyes, the only value humans have for them is that the quality of the'soul' is okay and can be used for trading.

Like the demon in front of him, the reason why he came to the material plane in response to a poor man's request is to use this opportunity to gather souls.

Grush lowered his head, staring at the back of the hyena demon flatly and asked softly, "What about the soul?"

In the eyes of the surrounding people admiring and admiring, the devil skillfully pulled out a few white mists from his arms.

When it let go of its hands, the white mists floated upward, and no one could see the sight at all, but Grush saw it.

He didn't know which of them was the soul of the man who made the request to the demon, and the man made helplessly to the creatures of the lower planes, which led to the death of many lives... But in the final analysis, it was his fault!

He knew that these guys were not credible. They would sooner or later become the same as the decaying nobles, but in order to ensure the integrity of the uprising army, they did not deal with those guys, and finally led to this tragedy.

This is just one of them, which happened to be discovered by him, then, is there any other that has not been discovered by it?

At the thought of this, his arms couldn't help but tremble-it was his fault. If he didn't care about his face at the beginning, this kind of thing would not happen!

Why should he take care of his ‘good reputation’? If people can live a good life, even if they don’t understand them, they are called tyrants and dictators, is it not worth it?

"Mark Norris..." Grush raised his head, his red eyes looking towards the temporary town hall.

"wrong!"

At this time, Ondel suddenly frowned, sipped lightly, and held Grush's shoulder, "Grush, calm down first, time is not right!"

"Time?" The paladin pursed his mouth angrily, and immediately turned his head to look at Andel, but even if he rushed to the crown, he still maintained the most basic thinking ability.

Being reminded by Red Dragon, he soon understood, pointing to the hyena demon kneeling on the ground, "Did you just feel it?!"

Ondel was undecided, but just shook his head, "Time is not right! And it's too far away, if it just appeared, I would definitely not be able to feel it."

At this time, the two of them thought of a place at the same time-City Hall!

boom--

The violent shock came suddenly, and the roar of the explosion suddenly resounded. Grush and Ondel turned their heads in amazement, but saw a flame rise in the sky, and then slowly opened to the two sides, turning into a tall door standing. On the earth.

After a moment of stunned people, a scream that almost pierced the eardrum rang loudly, waking Grus.

The smell of blasphemy appeared on the tip of the paladin's nose~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even him, he smelled the evil stench!

His face gradually became distorted, and boundless anger suddenly rose.

He pulled the long sword from the ground and pointed at the hyena demon, "Demon, now you have two choices--"

"I choose to follow you to fight!" Before Grush's words were finished, the hyena demon raised his hands and said hurriedly, "The devil is also our enemy. I am willing to help... No, I am willing to follow you!"

Looking at its unbearable appearance, the paladin snorted coldly, turned his head away, and the figure disappeared in front of the demon suddenly. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a cold eye fall on it.

With a trembling body, the hyena demon scrambled up from the ground, spreading its wings to the direction of the "Flame Gate".

And Andel, following him closely, even if he didn't say a word, let him hurry up and accelerate his flight.

The red dragon was sullen and the devil entered the game at this time!

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