God Prohibitions

How does Robben think it is not normal? Are these little witches a bit too much, showing such a powerful potential at such a young age, if this is really cultivated for hundreds of years, it will be fine.

After finishing the one-day course, Robben took Nalan to a small room alone.

"Nalan, you are telling me the truth now. When I was away, how did you teach these little guys? Now it seems that these little girls have a vague tendency to go to heaven. These years have been continuous. It's no accident that the strange phenomenon occurred.

Nalan blinked his eyes and said aggrieved: "Master, Nalan has nothing to hide from the master. Nalan will do it, and the master will do it. There is no special situation how I teach..."

Seeing Nalan’s teardrops that were already rolling in his eyes, Robben stared at him without hesitation: "Nalan, now Master, I won’t take this trick anymore. Hurry up and tell the truth, did you do it again? Some strange things have come out. Our college has never seen such a phenomenon for so many years, but this time... it is obvious that this is the case for the hundred and fifty witches. This must be taught and trained separately from them. It's related."

Nalan blinked again, and the tears disappeared suddenly: "Master, you...how do you seem to be talking about yourself? You see, although you used to teach witches to practice, you never did I have been in contact so frequently, and speaking of it, these one hundred and fifty witches are not as long as the master teaches. Bazaar and I only came when the master was away."

"That's just a little more time. I have never taught them anything particularly strange. It is no different from teaching other witches." Robben immediately shook his head.

Nalan condensed his eyebrows, and then said: "That...will it be the problem of these witches themselves? It is said that their talents are all top-notch."

Robben rolled his eyes: "If you don't interrupt, even if you are top-notch, it is impossible for all of them to show genius-like cultivation results. There must be some reason for this, and it is the reason why you can contact each of them. I think about it. Go, that is, what the instructor teaches is more likely to be the object of doubt."

Nalan sighed and shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said: "Master, this Nalan really doesn't know much about it. I want to tell them something about the master once in a while and it won't make them like this, and, Master... don't you find it strange?"

"Strange? I already think it's weird"

Nalan shook his head, and looked back and forth on Robben's body: "Master, if you want to say such a special case, it's not uncommon before, but the master hasn't paid attention to it all the time."

"Also?" Robben couldn't help being surprised. "There have been such witches here and in the Witch Academy in Gaso City? Why don't I know?"

"Well, it did, don't the master remember?"

Robben frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head in confusion: "Nalan, what the **** is going on, if such a witch appears, I might not know."

Nalan couldn't help but sneered, walked around Robben, and then pounced on Luo himself with a funny face: "Master has become stupid, that witch, that's Nalan."

Robben was taken aback, looked at Nalan in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh. So, indeed, he had forgotten about this matter. To say it, Nalan was the first witch to experience a rapid increase in power.

Thinking of this, Robben was stunned again: "Then what do you mean by the strangeness you just said?"

Nalan rolled her eyes and showed her two curved eyebrows together slightly, and said with a serious face on her rare face: "Master, as a witch, sometimes I am puzzled. It seems... my strength is growing too fast. A little bit, now Bazaar and the others are on par with many other experienced witch warriors in combat power, and I, without bragging, say that if you fight for life, Bazaar may not even be able to touch my clothes, this Very abnormal, right?"

"Well... you are indeed a bit too genius, even that **** woman said that." Robben nodded.

"So, you see, master, when to say when my strength began to see a substantial increase, it was actually when I was competing for the candidacy of the chief of the bodyguard. However, if I have this tendency since then, Recalling now..."

Robben looked at Nalan in a daze. Nalan was looking at herself with wide eyes.

"Master, Nalan started after meeting the master."

This time it's Robben's turn to blink...

"Besides, you see, Master, I, and Bazaar, they are not considered normal strengths to lengthen. Among us, Bazaar’s warrior is the oldest, but she also started to gain significant strength after meeting the master. Growing up, I discussed with Bazaar and others for a long time yesterday, and finally agreed that the magic that the master taught us had a problem that caused this to happen."

"I?"

"Yeah" We are completely sure of this. Master, you see, the Demon World is so big and there are many witch training camps, but in a short period of time, there are only two places where the collective strength has increased, one is Gaso City and the other is In our current city of Salast, the master basically did not care about the witches there when he was the lord, so the fighting power of the witches in Morro City has not improved. This is indeed a very obvious phenomenon. "

Robben's expression was a little helpless, now... Nalan said the same...

At the beginning, the black emperor believed that the strength of the witch was improved, especially the acquisition of Nalan’s powerful power was directly related to funds and funds, but until now, he has not discovered what this direct relationship is... Now, this group of witch collectives He has shown great potential and strength to grow. Is it really because he neglected something important?

"But... it doesn't make a difference. Although I am more attentive to these witches,... the courses taught are the same, and there is no difference. Why do these witches behave like this?" Robben thought. Question mark.

Nalan was also completely unsure, so he spread his hands: "Yes, this is really strange..."

"Um...Nalan, did Master I ever teach you anything strange?" Robben looked at Nalan in confusion.

Nalan frowned, looking like trying to remember: "Well...it seems that the things the master taught me are very strange, but at the beginning, there seems to be nothing too special, but since the current situation is In this way, that means... there must be only the owner who didn't pay attention, um... Nalan didn't pay attention to remember..."

In the end of this conversation, there was no satisfactory result. Robben and Nalan looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. After a long time, no one thought of anything decent.

Later, when Robben returned home, he found that the dinner table was already full of food, and there was still a clanging sound from the kitchen, and Nya was still busy.

Nalan smiled and went straight to the dinner table. Nalan always just eats, occasionally being grabbed by Nia to wash the dishes, of course, they are all very clean with a magic wash.

"Don't steal, I'll help," Robben said, turning around and walking into the kitchen.

After decades of hard training, Nya is now familiar with everything in the kitchen, and she is very skillful in cooking. She has truly managed to go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

When Robben walked in, Nia was humming softly, putting a dish on the plate, and immediately preparing the next dish. Suddenly, his hands gently wrapped his waist behind him, and a warm embrace leaned up.

Nia smiled and kept moving her hands: "Master, you are back. Just wait a while and it will be fine."

Robben smiled, and gently grabbed Nia's busy hand: "Well, I didn't tell you, you don't need to make so many things, you can't finish eating, and you have to be tired."

A touch of sweetness floated in Niya's heart. Although she understood her identity as a witch,... the care of this man was so sincere that she sometimes felt a little bit contemptuous.

"Master, I'll be fine when I'm idle. All I can do for you every day is to cook the dishes you like, otherwise..."

"Then do you want to listen to the master first?" Robben started his voice.

"Master..." Nia begged softly.

Nia didn't remember, since when she had always been submissive, she would softly plead like this man. It seemed that this man would compromise every time.

"Okay, okay, this is not necessary. Just eat and be full. There is so much fumes here, I am horribly smeared with your white skin, um... now let’s eat, let’s go, let’s go Serving food, ah, let’s go, the housekeeper’s lady"

Nia was helplessly pushed out of the kitchen by Robben. Although her face was embarrassed, she still enjoyed the warmth of this time in her heart. Although it has been another ten years, the situation she predicted did not happen. The owner seemed to go to tryst with the Queen Biress, but the owner who had a woman at first seemed to have no plans to put himself in the harem.

However, since then, Nya has also clearly felt that her master has changed a lot, and her attitude towards herself has become much closer and gentler. In the past ten years, it can be said that she has taken extra care of herself. Except for no physical communication, it's just a caring husband taking care of his wife.

Nia felt both gratified and regretful.

Counting it down, the days of following this master are not too short. From the beginning, I was cautious, respectful and submissive, but now I sometimes pray softly, and in my heart I start to enjoy the warm feeling this man gives me, unconsciously , I also changed a lot...

Another thing that makes me a little regretful is that this care and warmth is not for me alone, for Nalan, for Melia, this man...

Nia was a little helpless. Before she knew it, she actually learned to be jealous. This feeling shouldn't have appeared in a witch like herself who can only be used as a vase...

Putting Nya on the role, Robben intimately kissed Nya's face, and then he sat down in his seat happily: "eat"

The situation in Salast was quickly noticed by the Black Emperor, and soon the Black Emperor's secret letter was placed in front of Robben, and Robben burned the letter after reading it.

Soon, the black emperor's messenger came to the city of Salast for official duties. Robben, as usual, treated the messenger in a polite manner, and then prepared a small gift and gave it to the messenger. Of course, it was for the black emperor.

The messenger knew that the Black Emperor seemed to like the gift that Robben gave in the past. It seemed that Robben could get evil and weird gadgets, so naturally he wouldn't think too much.

In that gift, it was a secret letter written by Robben that described the situation of these witches in detail. At the same time, Robben also expressed regretfully that he had no knowledge of the situation...

Hei Di was very excited and immediately changed the way of communication. As long as there is any situation, allow Robben to immediately let Yan Ling and Ling return to the Black Fortress with the written letters.

After reading the superstition of the Black Emperor, Robben felt a little strange in his heart. He didn't know if it was his own illusion. He always felt that the Black Emperor seemed to be nervous about this matter, and there was always a rush in his words.

These witches are so much needed in this battle. This should be the last power used by the demons, right? Robben was puzzled again.

Since then, the Black Emperor often came to ask about these witches, which couldn't help but add a little more doubt in Luo Ben's heart.

Gradually, Robben seemed to begin to feel that the Black Emperor was placing more and more hopes on himself, but this feeling was not so good...

The location of Queen Biris' Devil's Palace is a huge city-Binstein.

Many sports venues have been opened up in the city. Football is incomprehensibly popular here. In every month's football competition, the winning team can also receive medals issued by the Queen as a reward, which is a supreme honor.

Nowadays, football is very popular in the devil world. This sport, invented by Mr. Robben and promoted by the great Queen Beris, has gone through the entire devil world like a whirlwind. The charm of football has crossed the space and conquered With these alien lives, football is now the most popular leisure activity in the devil world, and even half of the gambling games have been completed in the form of football.

Now football, the rules and some related data are not the same as before. For example, the size of the stadium has become longer and wider. This prevents some players with too strong physical strength from appearing in a short time. The incident of rushing to the opponent’s goal occurred. At the same time, the number of players in each team increased to thirteen. The size of the goal was widened, because compared to the speed of the ball, many demons can rely on the speed of their bodies. To reach a speed faster than the ball.

Although some of the rules of the game have been changed, the seal is still added before the game and the duel is completely dependent on the strength of the body.

Residents of Binstein City know that the sport of football was popularized by the Queen’s vigorous promotion, but the earliest inventor was not the Queen, but Mr. Ron, and regardless of the Queen’s team How hard I have been, over the years, I have always lost more and less than the team led by Mr. Robben.

No, now the team brought by Mr. Robben is competing with the team carefully prepared by the Queen, the early stage, a forceful duel.

In the competition arena, with a soft drink and a cry of pain, the soul control master was knocked to the ground, his eyes rolled, and he passed out. His opponent was a beautiful witch who looked like a young girl in Hamburg.

"Sister Nalan, I won, I won"

After defeating the opponent, the witch jumped out of the competition arena excitedly, holding the first witch on the side and shouting and jumping.

"Well, as for being so excited? Isn't it just winning a game, it makes you happy." Nalan looked at the witch who ran over with amusement.

"Well, Sister Nalan, how can you say that, this is the first time Ximi won, and it was still pale last time." Ximi, who was already a long girl like Tingting, wrinkled her nose.

"Ahhhhhhh, I know, is our Xiao Xi Mi getting bigger and stronger?" Nalan smiled and pinched the tip of Xi Mi's nose.

"I'm not Xiao Xi Mi, she is about to reach adulthood soon, and she will soon be taller than Nalan Sister" Xi Mi said and couldn't help but put her chest up, her heels were up, but unfortunately this way she can only reach Nalan. Lan's shoulder height.

Nalan felt a burst of amusement in her heart. At first, she seemed to be like this...

"Okay, okay, our little Ximi has grown up, now let's go to the master to announce the good news." Nalan looked at him as if he had been Ximi, feeling more cordial in her heart.

Nodding her head, Xi Mi ran away in a hurry and came directly to Robben, her excited face flushed slightly: "Teach... instructor, I won."

Ximi looked quite excited, and didn't care about the head of the loser - Queen Biris was sitting next to her instructor.

"Hmm...I saw it, I think you are happy, let's go to rest first, there will be rewards for going back this time" Robben smiled.

After Ximi left, Queen Biress said softly: "It's really impermanent. I didn't expect that the witch of Salast has started to turn around over the years. Now, even the witch of full adulthood can defeat my soldiers, Luo. Mr. Ben, you are really good at teaching..."

"Your Honor is too good..." Robben smiled modestly.

In the entire competition process, apart from the surprising and puzzling strength displayed by the witches, there was no bright spot... There was no suspense in the result of the competition, and it was Queen Biris's defeat.

The residents of Binstein are very strange. This Robben comes back every year with a large number of witches, and then he will compete with the soul-controlling masters under the Queen's master in two aspects, one is a contest, the other is a match .

The founder of this sport is Mr. Robben. Perhaps he has a deeper understanding of the sport and unique training methods. These witches always win the ball game, which is quite suspicious for the residents of Binstein. Accept it, but... why can these witches be bullied by the soul control master in the power showdown?

At the end of the day of competition, when Binstein began to fall into peace, the noble queen was enjoying the aftermath of passion in Queen Biris’s bedroom. Robben was holding her coveted body in his arms. Kissing every inch of her body.

"Doctor... for the next duel, should I raise my warriors to three levels in a row in strength? Your witches seem to be overly proud..." Biress, who felt his body was already extremely heavy The queen lay lazily on the bed, allowing Robben to fiddle with her body.

Robben smiled: "My Queen, the martial arts competition is only worth seeing if you are about the same strength, and you can improve and benefit from it. If you send your ace fighters out, then we have to surrender."

Queen Biress smiled charmingly: "It turns out that you haven't been dazzled by years of victory. Haha, although your witches are very powerful, and a little too powerful, they are still a bit worse than real warriors. You know it is the best."

"I understand this very well."

"Um... Doctor, guess... who will win the next game?"

"Hehe, Lord Queen, now you better not think about the annoying things. Let's... come to talk about interesting things in other ways." Robben said with a smirk.

Over time, Robben found that not only did he not get bored with this queen, but every time he met, he would have a frenzy in his heart and gradually began to grasp the psychology of this woman. She was indulging in her own behavior. It was an impulse that made Robben feel uncontrollable.

On the way back from the competition ground, Robben had already severely ravaged the woman in the carriage. It was very obvious that the entourage and the residents who passed by outside the carriage made the noble queen feel worried, but again I felt extremely stimulating, and was sent to the apex of excitement sooner than usual.

When the heart-beating Queen walked back to his bedroom, Robben had sneaked in here quietly, waiting for her with full expectation.

Now Robben has absolutely no scruples. Every time the two bodies are entangled, he will act on the most primitive impulse in his heart without fear. In a sense, Robben feels that he is satisfied with this one. The Queen's request indeed caused her to be abused.

Every time, Robben squeezed the last trace of the Queen’s stamina, and then slowly warmed up, stimulating her to continue to excite, and at the same time recover her stamina, and even use some small magic to speed up her stamina recovery, and then again. After a storm of resistance, the feeble Queen Biris was left at the mercy of being manipulated. To this day, Robben has used all his tricks on this woman, some of which are even rude, but Luo Ben is not worried, it will only make two people more excited.

Sometimes, Robben feels that he is somewhat schizophrenic as two extreme manifestations. For Nalan and Nia, he doubled his care, just like a gentle and generous husband, but for Queen Biress, he would behave. On the violent side, facing this woman, there is always an uncontrollable impulse in her heart, just like a hint. Nalan represents her peaceful and gentle side, and Queen Biris represents her dark With stupidity and violent restlessness, Robben knew that he had no love for this woman who had **** the most... He just wanted to ravage her, wanted to vent, wanted to see the slutty truth under that noble appearance.

Once again squeezed the last trace of Queen Biress’s strength, Robben finally hugged this body tightly and convulsed violently. Robben never worried that the Queen would become pregnant. This kind of thing is powerful for this. As far as the demon of power is concerned, it is not a trivial matter to deal with at all.

Robben knows that Queen Biress has reached her limit today. This woman who is full of enjoyment has always greeted herself with an unguarded body. Although it is blissful enjoyment without thinking, the magician's body is in the endurance. Not his opponent at all.

Lifting the limp woman, Robben, who was nervous because of the flow of mental power, walked to the bathroom.

With warm water and hands passing over her body, Queen Biress seemed to regain some strength, leaning against the man behind her, smiled suddenly: "Doctor, I just thought of something suddenly, I wonder if you will feel it. interest?"

"What? Is there any novelty?"

"Sure enough, men's minds are full of unbearable things, but I'm talking about business."

That's really rare, Robben couldn't help thinking...

"Well, what business does the Queen want to tell me?" Robben began to molest the sensitive parts of the woman again.

"Don't make trouble..." Queen Biris quickly pressed Robben's hand, "I...no more..."

Robben didn't intend to fight any more, he just made fun of him. He stopped immediately and continued to ask: "Then the Queen will speak, I'm just taking a shower for you."

She turned her head and glared at Robben, but she looked like Queen Biress, who looked like she was winking, and said: "Doctor, you come here with a witch every year. Although you obviously have extravagant expectations for me, I also I can see that you really want to improve the combat level of your witches."

Robben smiled: "Of course, both of my purposes were very obvious."

"Um...If that's the case, I wonder if the doctor would you like to take your witches to this demon hunting event?"

"Hunting?" Robben frowned slightly, the word unfamiliar.

Very surprised and amusingly capturing the doubt on Robben's face, Queen Biress immediately laughed out: "Doctor, how come you look like you haven't even heard of the Demon Hunting Fair?"

"I don't care much about things that have little to do with me. I know this event naturally, but I didn't pay much attention to it before."

Robben is actually the truth. After staying here for a long time, he will know everything, but there are some things that Robben doesn't care about. "

"Ah..." Queen Biris' eyes flashed, her face was amused: "My doctor, you are really lazy. I heard that you have been there until you reach Gaso City and start contacting the witch. Wandering everywhere, but even so, you don’t want to pay attention to the demon hunting event. That’s where the warriors realize their value."

Robben knew that this woman's ability to perceive words and expressions was so amazing that she simply closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. I never thought that my value as a fighter was not only achievable there. "

After hearing Robben’s words, Queen Biris gave a chuckle, and touched Robben’s face with joy: "Sure enough, the man I like is different. He can say this. It's definitely not an idiot or a genius"

Robben couldn't help but muttered in his heart. If he said that, he would be an idiot... he didn't even understand this so-called demon hunting event.

But Robben can only push the boat along the way now: "Hehe, then of course, how can you be worthy of the queen who promises you like your body?"

Queen Biress smiled again, she had to admit that when she began to let go of this man, she didn't care about some of his words and deeds. Later, she realized that she seemed to really like this...

"Doctor, you may not care, but your little witches might be interested. If you want to improve their combat effectiveness sooner, you might as well try it. This is a once-in-a-century event. Not too many."

"Um... Yeah, I'll go back and ask them."

Leaving quietly from Queen Biris, Robben muttered in his heart, this demon hunting event... is that meaningful? I have also heard of this grand event before. Isn't it just that a lot of people broke their heads to hunt for Warcraft, and in the end, whoever gets the best? Can this really prove the value of a soldier?

With questions in his stomach, Robben returned to his residence in Binstein.

Nalan and the others have not yet come back. Every time they come here, the witches are very excited. They defeated and bullied the soul control master. This has become the tradition of the witches who came here by Saraste. After the victory, they went out to celebrate. , Has become a part of tradition.

Binstein is an important city where the Magic Palace is located. It is much larger than Saraste after the expansion, and it is extremely prosperous. The geographical location is also in a densely populated area. The population of the entire city is that of Saraste. Several times.

In the bustling city, there are many things that the witches like Nalan and Bazaar like. Every time they win a big victory, this big ticket witch will take advantage of the opportunity to go shopping, shopping, eating and drinking... this A large group of chirping witches walking on the street together has become a scenic line of Binstein over the years.

Robben waited for a long time, and didn't see Nalan and the others coming back, he couldn't help sighing. These eldest ladies who have never been wronged are not fighting outside with others like the last time...

Fortunately, just when Robben was about to go out to find someone, the big ticket witch finally came back in a gang. The pedestrians on the street were obviously paying attention to the group of weird witches, but of course, Nalan They don't care at all.

"Master is not here today, so someone bullied us... ooh..." Nalan immediately stuck to Robben, saying pitifully, but with a smile on his face, as if he was full and full. .

Robben sighed. It seems that his worries are not superfluous. These guys may have fixed the troublesome guys...

However, Robben did not mean to stop Nalan and the others. The status of the witches is still very low now. So many witches are walking on the street. Although it has happened every year over the years, most residents know that these witches are brought by themselves. , Is a guest of Binstein City, but every year there will be an eye-opener to make trouble, conflict is inevitable, Robben sometimes thinks, maybe Nalan and the others are always hanging out on the street just because they want to go out to fight, and it must Together...

Of course, how can I be the master to encourage his witch to go to the streets to make trouble, so Robben taught Nalan very seriously: "Next time you want to hide, don't do it directly in the street, you know?"

"Well, we actually did this by leading him to a hidden corner..."

Robben's face couldn't help but... lead to... it might be more appropriate to grab it directly...

After the episode, Nalan, the energetic witches, went out for a stroll after a short rest. Nalan suggested to see the water bones. The boss of the sea received a huge benefit from Queen Biris last time. After that, he basically lived here to eat and drink, and Robben would visit him every time he came.

Robben hurriedly pulled Nalan back: "I thought about running around in one day, okay, now sit down, master, I want to have something to say."

The witches looked at each other, and Nalan blinked her eyes: "What can the master say about business? Oh," Nalan was immediately hit on the head...

This time Robben brought a lot of witches... In addition to the super geniuses of 150 academies in all three classes in previous years, Nalan and the others have also come because of the peace these days.

The two hundred witches were all looking for a place inside and outside the hall, or sitting or standing, waiting for Robben to say the business.

Although these witches are no more worrying than before, they are at least a little more comforting now. These witches have grown up, and they will never stare at themselves with big round watery eyes and ask themselves something extremely sharp. Problem...

The little girls who were still running around at the beginning are now gradually entering adulthood. Some of them have developed relatively early, and now they still have the appearance of a mature witch.

Robben sighed, decades...Did the time of the Devil Realm live like this? Do the math, I have been here for a hundred years...

"Hmm...girls, now I have a proposal. We have come here every year to compete with the warriors of Queen Biris. Fortunately, there are more times when we win. You really make me feel Very proud."

The witches couldn't help but chuckle.

Robben continued: "However, I hope you can clearly see that you are very powerful compared to other witches, but compared with the powerful warriors of other races, there is still a gap, and it is not a small gap, even if It is the soul control master of Queen Biris. If you stand up a top fighter now, you will not be an opponent if you add them all together."

"In another hundred years, he will definitely fight him all over the floor looking for teeth." Nalan's eyes were gleaming, and her small fist was clenched again.

Robben couldn’t help laughing: “Indeed, I’m very happy with everyone’s growth. In a hundred years, you will surely become stronger fighters, but in this one hundred years, you need more training and more effort. So much effort, so I have an idea"

After a pause, Robben said: "I am going to let you go to the Demon Hunting Festival"

After finishing this sentence, Robben looked around a few times. Sure enough, most of these witches who were just about to reach adulthood were at a loss. Now they don’t know much about the demon hunting event, but there are exceptions. With this exception, Bartoli, the oldest qualified, turned pale instantly.

"Do you have any opinions?" Robben continued to ask.

Witches, look at me, I look at you, and he started to lower his head, head together and bit his ears. What Robben heard the most was what the Demon Hunting Festival was.

"Big... Your lord, you mean... Demon Hunting Festival?" Bartoli finally spoke.

Robben knew that Bartoli should know, and this experienced witch is often a window into the world.

"Well, indeed, Bartoli, it seems that this is what you know better. What's the matter with this demon hunting event for everyone?" Robben commanded leisurely ~www.NovelMTL.com~sir...you ……Do you know the magic hunting event? "Bartoli lifted Robben's old bottom without hesitation.

"Ahem..." Robben almost didn't let his saliva choke, "Um...this...I just told you that I didn't know." Robben laughed.

All the witches in the hall sighed helplessly. After decades of getting along with each other, everyone knows that this strange instructor, adult and master with a very strange and powerful style of doing things, many times have seen and heard about something. Totally equal to zero, just like creatures in other worlds.

Bartoli shook her head straight, this adult really can't describe...

"That's it. The Demon Hunting Festival is a large gathering of the Demon Realm that only takes place every hundred years. You may not know much about it, or you may have just heard of some things. This is not surprising, because... as far as we are concerned, except for adults Besides, we are not yet qualified to know the details of those things. This grand gathering is a gathering of powerful warriors in the Demon Realm. If the power does not reach a certain level, it is just going to die."

Robben and the witches in the hall couldn't help but look at each other. Why does it sound like this demon hunting event is so powerful?

"Is this demon hunting event high-level?" Robben asked strangely.

Bartoli nodded: "My lord, do you know what kind of existence it is to participate in when you know the location of this event?"

location? Robben wondered: "Where is it?"

"On the edge of the devil