There is no problem with the magic cards I made

And Dekan was stepping on the Demon King's tombstone, laughing as if he were surfing on a skateboard.

Not to mention how happy she was smiling.

It seems that he has been holding back for a long time and finally can stop acting.

The devilish aura of the little succubus is gone, and all that's left is the crazy temperament from the beginning!

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## Author's Note:

I won’t sleep if the moon doesn’t sleep! Will be updated once the code is complete! After this week I can take a week off!

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Volume 4: Endless Purgatory: 271 Dekan begins to study the opponent for the next volume

Karster watched angrily as Dekan indulged himself in the Demon King's Cemetery where no tombstones were standing.

Even without asking anything.

Carlster also understood.

He was defrauded.

This little succubus was not taken away from her at all!

Everything before was just her acting skills!

and.

Durkan did not tell a single outright lie.

All the information and instructions are hints to Karst.

Let Karster figure it out.

Therefore, Dekan did not violate this restriction on lying, which aroused Carlster's suspicion.

"Why, why..."

Karster's lips and teeth trembled. He was more confused than unwilling.

He couldn't understand.

Why can this little succubus be recognized by the devil!

It was like a demon king had engraved his soul on her body!

And this Demon King was not obtained by the little succubus in the Demon King's Cemetery.

But it existed in the little succubus's body from the beginning!

She is definitely not the devil in this cemetery.

Her crest is different from any other Demon King!

But he is indeed the real devil!

Karster's face instantly turned pale.

If you have already completely fallen into the trap of the little succubus.

So at this time.

The tombstones of the Demon King were cut off.

The little succubus possesses the only demon king who retains his will in the demon king's cemetery.

He must have successfully gained complete control over the Demon King's magic power.

"hehe."

Following Dekan's chuckle, she gently raised her palm, and the looming Demon King's mark appeared in the air like a coat of arms. Suddenly, the entire eighth-level Demon King's magic power seemed to be transformed into Dekan's possession.

Dekan and Shijiang are already the masters of this level.

Under Dekan's control, the Demon King's magic power, which had previously sealed his companions like a frenzy, instantly climbed onto Karst's body, preparing to seal it.

Kalster didn't struggle.

Because he knew that he was no longer a match for Dekan.

That's just the way it goes sometimes.

He tried his best to do everything he had to do.

If you can't do anything despite your best efforts, you can only do it in a Buddhist way.

Even with his strength, he can resist for a while.

But apart from suffering, what’s the use?

He admitted it.

Just when Karster was about to be sealed, Dekan suddenly stopped.

He observed Karst's reaction with great interest, and then waved his hand to disperse the devil's magic.

"?"

Karster looked at Durkan suspiciously.

"Karster, do you want to be a sensible person or a confused person?"

Durkan asked, looking at Karst teasingly.

He was like a tyrannical monarch mercilessly pronouncing the death penalty of his ministers.

However, he was willing to give Karst a chance before he died.

After all, the dying demon might agree to pay the price for an answer.

Especially Karst's heartless character.

There is not much resentment towards the enemy that can be felt from him.

It is very likely that Carlster will not refuse this deal out of anger or pride.

"I want to know what you are."

Karst replied as Durkan expected.

"The value of this answer is not low? You have to answer my questions honestly, and I will let you hear the answer before you die."

Dekan's seductive voice lingered in Karst's ears like the whisper of an ancient god.

"What do you want to know from me?"

After a brief ideological struggle, Carlst finally chose to compromise.

For Carlster.

His death was certain.

Because from the moment he and this demon king started fighting, it was no longer possible to survive.

He didn't have enough money to buy a living from Dekan.

Either way, death is inevitable, so it is better to understand before you die and make money with your blood.

Durkan: "Do you have any information about the warden?"

Carlster: "No, I stay here all year round and it is almost isolated from the other floors."

Durkan nodded.

The wardens in the three exile areas on the 25th and 8th floors have no information, which is normal.

Karst didn't panic because he couldn't answer the question.

Because he wasn't too disappointed when he saw Dekan's expression.

It seemed that the information that Dekan intended to ask about was something else.

Soon, Dekan's expression became much more solemn.

Even the live broadcast was cut off.

He stared closely at Karst.

It seems like we are about to start asking the really key things.

This made Karster couldn't help but become nervous.

Is there any other information about me that the Demon King takes so seriously?

Could it be the secret history of the demon world related to the Demon King? Or is it the key intelligence that can reverse this holy war?

Karster couldn't help thinking.

But the next second.

I saw Dekan take out the small notebook he bought from the third floor special agent, lowered his head and began to write in it while asking:

"Please start introducing yourself."

Durkan gave an instruction that struck Karst as ridiculous.

"ah?"

Carlster suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Durkan explained:

"Tell me about the key experiences in your life that impressed you, all the magic you have mastered, your personality traits, your hobbies, etc..."

Carlster; "???"

Are you leaving the confession here or do you want to introduce me to the person?

Karster was beaten by Durkan.

"Don't want to say it? Then I'll send you on your way now."

Dekan put down his pen impatiently and asked.

"Are you sure it's enough for me to just provide this information?"

Karster was still doubtful.

"Well, tell me this, and I'll tell you the answer and give you a good time."

"I am Karst, the warden who has been guarding the tomb for two hundred years. I like..."

Karst already felt indifferent, and it made no difference to ask anything.

Next.

When Dekan asked him for additional information, he answered truthfully.

The entire interrogation process lasted for dozens of minutes, and Dekan finally figured out all the information about Karst.

"very good."

Durkan put away his notebook with satisfaction.

What is his biggest gain in this shadow world?

That must be this information.

Because Durkan found out.

The demons in this shadow world seem to have someone they can correspond to in the real world.

They have a certain degree of similarity in personality, abilities, and characteristics.

Even their experiences will have a fate-like closeness.

Like the Corrupted Bishop Fahim and the Sixth Level Warden, the Forbidden Facilil.

Their abilities, styles, and endings like "being deceived by Dekan, being singled out, being tricked by teammates, being beaten violently, and having their remaining health taken away by Dekan and Croix" all seemed to overlap.

After previous encounters, Dekan can be sure that the real person corresponding to the eighth-level warden, Illusionary Karst, must be Illusionary Bishop Carlos.