Salbato, the Barlow Flame Demon, flapped his wings and glided through the dark space......

He was still haunted by what had happened before. When the half of Egangde fell in front of him, he realized for the first time what it means to be cold all over the body and not possess the body. He understood very clearly the importance of a precious Orodal priest to the demons, and even more clearly knew the huge difference in strength between his fire demon priest Egand, even if Egander was actually only a teenager in the Flame Demon clan.

Egonder died, and from the distorted and humiliated expression on his skull, you can guess how much pain and psychological impact he suffered before he died. What can force a fire demon priest to this point is almost unimaginable in Salbatore's opinion, and it is only possible with those few legendary names...... Of course, even if his brain hole opened a few more dimensions, it was completely impossible to guess that 6 Xi turned out to be a cheater with a golden thigh of the level plug-in system.

He understood that the battle was over. Even if Kildecka were to win the battle against the Titans, the total annihilation of the 13th Legion would not make any difference.

Fortunately, Salbato is a slightly older fire demon who knows the demon survival rule of "safety first", and has already prepared a semi-stable dìng portal for himself to sneak away.

Egand is the most trusted disciple of the "Prime Minister of the Abyss" Orondall, but Salbaatar has no time to pay attention to the anger of the powerful Abyss Lord when he learns of the death of his lover, and is more likely to inflict terrible criminal punishment on his own poorly protected people. All in all, no matter what the future will be. It's only right to run away with your life first.

Salbato opened the portal outside the city of Gudeteas, but he did not return to the abyss through the spatial rift in the lava river of Guò. He's not stupid. is not a brave and righteous person, otherwise he would not have run away. Naturally, he didn't dare to face the Calamity King who lost a legion and the Abyss Prime Minister who lost his disciples. Of course, he didn't leave along the passage that 6 Xi had come down to the ground. He knew what an uproar would be caused by a Barlow Flame Demon suddenly coming to the human world. Perhaps he could kill a few towns and devour tens of thousands of humans to suppress the shock, and then within a few days, he would inevitably attract all kinds of powerful and even dragon knights' crusades, and there would be no bones left.

He had made a simple but perfect escape plan. Find a dungeon, take the final exit to a dungeon in a deserted mountain or canyon, and then escape to the surface. Although his transfiguration technique is not advanced enough to transform into a human form, it should not be a problem to transform into another wild animal. Then avoid the big towns where the bishopric clerics who see through the disguise and discern the evil sit, and flee all the way south. In the end, he simply fled across the sea to Sosnes, or even the Far West 6 or the Far East 6, so that the emperor would be far away.

This plan was originally casually told by Karin to the Serpent Demon General, but the speaker had no intention of listening to it. All in all, it's mine, Salbaatar.

The first step in the plan is to escape to another dungeon.

We all know that the dungeon and the dungeon were actually connected by a very spatial passage before, and as a fire demon, Salbato is naturally also a master of spatial magic. At the same time, he also has a bit of a friendship with several Crypt Lords. Naturally, there is a unique way of understanding the geographical and spatial magical structure of the dungeon.

It took him a little time, and he quickly found the singularity of the passage on the thick dungeon rock wall. If you dig down, you'll be able to escape to another dungeon. After that, the passage will be blown up, and then even if those guys want to chase and kill, they will have to sigh in anticipation. At this time. He also felt the feelings of anger, sorrow, pain, and despair that the Abyss Lord Kirdeka had teleported to all the High Demons before he died.

"Even such a powerful storage zài ......" as a rich and handsome born fire demon. Of course, Salbaatar couldn't see how pleasing Kildeka was born by the ** Silk Phoenix man, and secretly scoffed at his statement that he was about to ascend to the throne and become the seventh demon king. But he had never doubted the strength and scheming of this Abyss Lord.

As a result, he naturally made the action of digging his escape passage several times faster.

The way the fire demon digs a hole is naturally impossible to be like the caveman's **silk, naturally it uses high-energy demon destruction magic such as lava rays and material annihilation, and also summons several earth elements and fire elements from the elemental plane to attack. After a while, the passage was dug through.

He saw the murky, damp air of the dungeon opposite, and the dappled white light of the moonlight, but he didn't smell the familiar red glow of sulfur and fire.

Sabator breathed a sigh of relief, carefully putting away the fire on his body and masking the sulfurous aura with his magic. Walked out of the passage, carefully surveyed the surroundings, and then used some less intense, not too loud magic to break down the passage he had just dug out. After doing this qiē, he spread his wings and flew into the sky.

He deliberately flew low in winding canyons or hills that were easy to avoid, and even deliberately avoided the nests of some cavemen and other underground creatures. The reason why he avoided these low-level creatures, which he regarded as food for ants, was naturally not because he was afraid, but just because he did not startle the snakes.

After a few more minutes of flying, Sabatar was relieved when he was sure that there should be no pursuers, and before the joy of escaping could wells up in his chest, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Sabatol."

Once again, the Firedemon felt the extreme drop from the fiery and comfortable lava pool into the icy snow-capped mountains. He shuddered and turned his head, and then he saw a figure of an abyss demon refining in the valley not far away, with his wings folded and standing with his hands in his hands.

"Come down." The other party ordered in a flat tone.

In terms of race, the relationship between the Baro Flame Demon and the Abyss Refining Demon is not too close, but if this Abyss Refining Demon is an Abyss Lord, it is another matter. Sabator felt that he could barely suppress the tremors that were shivering, but he did not dare to disobey the other party's orders. I had to retract my wings and slowly land in front of the other party. Then he lowered his head.

"Bei...... Lord Belkier......"

"Looks like you're really a wolf! Sabatal. With the title of "Immortal", our protagonist's "old enemy who is neither beautiful nor middle-class" looks at the Barlow Flame Demon who is a head taller than him. There was a hint of pity on the hideous face, but the ash eyes were full of sneer and more obvious curiosity.

"What about your legion? Sabina and Antur? What about Egangde? Sabatol, are you going to sue me that you are the only one in the entire Thirteenth Legion who has escaped? "It's not so much a question as a question to tease the wolf Bèi's unbearably panicked Barlo Flame Demon. As an abyss demon refiner, Belkir said that he was really a guy with a bad taste, because he saw the other party's increasingly anxious expression, and his mood became more and more happy. Even when he had almost confirmed in his heart that the Thirteenth Legion was completely destroyed.

"Let's talk about it. Sabatol, how the hell did your boss and the legion end? Also, what about Kildecka? Won't it hang up too? According to my calculations, the only thing in that city that can pose a threat to you is the old man of the titan and the self-discipline defense system, right? If Kildecka cooperated, it should be impossible to miss anything. Belkiel still clasped his hands and asked questions in a very nonchalant and even playful tone with a hint of gossip. It wasn't as if he was asking about such a major event as the total destruction of the legion and the death of two lord-level archdemons, but he was inquiring about an interesting new thing that had nothing to do with him.

“…… Lord Belkier, that's a trap. A cleverly designed trap! Sabator hung his head and replied loudly in a panicked and fearful tone, not like a firedemon called "Calamity" by ordinary mortals, but a frightened rabbit. Of course. This did not mean that Sabator was really completely frightened out of his spirits, but as a higher demon of realism, he suddenly understood. The only thing that can bring some truth to his escape is to try his best to portray the enemy as terrifying.

Yes. The more terrifying the better, it's not that our demons are incapable of fighting. And it is really the enemy who is too cunning. It doesn't matter if my Sabatar is dead, but it's not good if the leaders don't know what happened and don't pay attention to it. Yes, that's right, it must be so.

Sabatore, who had found a theoretical basis for his actions, bowed down and began to use logical, episodic, and emotional language and phrases to narrate a vivid description of the environment, bloody details of the battle, a sad and desperate state of mind, a battlefield report of fierce spiritual struggle, and of course, the "fearless" act of the last person who sacrificed small righteousness for the sake of the great righteousness, and had to leave behind his companions in order to send "information". All in all, with this soulful rhetoric and readful plot unfolding, Sabator must be able to live a very nourishing life even if he becomes a human and finds a teahouse to review the story...... Oh, let's forget that even tea is still a high-end luxury in this world, so naturally there is no such loving storage as a teahouse.

Of course, no matter how beautiful and gorgeous the words are, they are all floating clouds in front of the Abyss Demon Refining, because they are originally the masters who are best at playing with language in the world. Leaving behind the obvious Spring and Autumn penmanship and the language that gilded himself, Belkir easily grasped some important information in Salbato's words, and held his chin in silent thought.

"Lord Belkiel, you're right. That one is called 6 Nozomi? The magician of Berencaster feels that he is the great enemy of our generation in the future, and if he continues to grow up in this way, he may be able to meet his teacher, the Mentor of the Firmament, Aurucello, before the age of fifty...... Lord Belkir, please pass this information on to the Holy See and Lord Orodal! Also, be sure to let them know that I had to transfer temporarily to report the news! My lord? ”

"Yes, yes, I'm listening." Belkir casually responded to the fire demon's plea, with a sinister smile on his face, and said to the empty stone wall beside him, "In this case, what do you think? My honorable Excellency, and my beautiful lady......"

The fire demon was slightly stunned, and then the sweat hair was dripping with cold sweat, although it was hard to say whether this big demon had sweat glands or not. As a dignified high-level demon, known as a member of the race with the strongest average combat power among demons, he suddenly felt the breath behind him. A living breath that is only a meter away from him.

He did feel a real fear, more intense than when he saw the Egand.

How. How is it possible, how can there be someone in this world who is close to being less than a meter away from him and has not yet been revealed? No. To be exact, if it weren't for the other party wanting to show up, or even wiping his neck directly, he wouldn't have been revealed, right?

What kind of existence is this?

The fire demon didn't dare to make a second mistake anymore, he prostrated his body, trembling. He felt a graceful and lithe body walking in front of him, with a refreshing scent of fragrance. It was supposed to be a beautiful, young woman, perhaps an elf. She didn't look down at herself, perhaps as if she were a pebble on the side of the road.

"Sound. Tonight's things are not magical. The woman's voice was demonic but holy, and the two temperaments that should have been completely incompatible were perfectly integrated in her moving timbre: "Of course, if the person concerned is that lovely child, Yiqiē is very magical." ”

Then a third voice sounded, a voice that could not distinguish between men and women and their ages, probably hidden by magic. "In this world, any strong person, even Orucello and Hector, I can see the end of their fate. But. But the child, I couldn't see it at all. Remember what I said to you, Belkiel, among the young people of today. His growth should be the highest...... But he didn't expect that in just such a short period of time, that kind of growth has allowed him to break free from the chessboard. I turned myself from a chess piece into a chess player's power. ”

Sabator turned his head to look around, but could not find the owner of the voice. It was just that he sensed a looming magical barrier beside Belkiel, but he couldn't deconstruct its principle and effect. The Firefiend knows. It must be a kind of magic channel that transmits voice remotely through guò secret treasures or other magical secret techniques, and the body of the voice owner may be 108,000 miles away from this place.

"You shouldn't be in such a hurry to get into trouble with him, Belkill. For threats, it is naturally correct to strangle in the cradle, but for such a character who cannot be estimated by common sense, the danger of a qiē may only be the nourishment that contributes to his growth. Maybe it won't be long before we face a real opponent on the chessboard. The voice said in a reproachful tone.

"Hehehe, dear Excellency, I always thought that I was the one who valued that child the most. But rest assured, no matter how far he grows, he will only be a pawn. In a sense, the higher he grows, the more he may be able to help me a lot. Isn't this time a good example? ”

"Help? Belkill, I thought your target for this operation was also the relics of the Titans. A third person said in a third voice that was indistinguishable between men and women.

"No, my honorable Excellency. Letting Kildecka gain control of the Titan's treasure and helping him ascend to the throne was just a choice, and it was a choice out of desperation. Now that he's dead, and by the way, he's piggybacking on a whole legion, and although such an exhibition is unexpected, isn't it better for us to think about it? Oh, and if our cute little ones knew that all the efforts they made were actually helping us, it would be a lot of fun. Belkiel thought for himself, as if he was really imagining how 6 would react.

"Hey, if he knew, he would be depressed, but for a few minutes at most. You'll have to be careful then, Belkiel. The boy would have said, 'Kill you, and no one will know I'm so embarrassed.' To put it bluntly, if the future of this world really unfolds exactly as we expected, it will be too boring. One day, when that kid turns from a chess piece to a chess player, maybe we will all have to be prepared to hide in a mouse hole for the rest of our lives. The woman's voice sounded slowly, with the irony of Belkiel, a hint of cynicism and a hint of banter, but more of a kind of eager anticipation.

"Perhaps, when he understands the truth of Yiqiē and understands your identity, he will become our companion without hesitation. You say yes, right? My beautiful lady. Belkiel said in a more playful tone.

The woman seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything, and only after a long time did she snort noncommittally, and then said, "Well, the matter here is over, and I have to go back." If you stay outside for too long, your family will be suspicious. As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared slowly as she hid in a thin mist.

"Well, then, I'm going to take my leave." As the spatial passage disappeared, the consciousness of the third person also left here.

"Okay, okay, then, Sabator ......" The Abyss Refining Demon stretched and looked at the Fire Demon lying on the side. This high demon, who was considered by ordinary mortals to be feared like a natural disaster, was lying there trembling at this time, and he had realized that he seemed to have heard a lot of information that he should not have heard.

In the world of abyss demons, ah, no, for most individuals who are "decisive in killing", there seems to be only one way to treat too many educated youth, right?

Belkir couldn't help but laugh, and his smile was so "kind" that the "kind" was so good that the fire demon almost fainted: "Don't make it like this, although I have a lot of recipes, it doesn't include a Barlow fire demon, little brother Sabatol." Aside from being killed, you actually have another choice now. (To be continued......)

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