The Three Demon Gods of Hell are demons after all, and negotiating an agreement with a demon is basically tantamount to signing a contract with a liar.

And it's a bunch of powerful crooks with extraordinary power.

In the face of Mephisto's saying that he would turn his face and turn his face, Gu Galu had no way to check and balance at all, although he still had a good reason with the demon god under the prison of hatred, but in the end nothing changed.

Mephisto skillfully manipulated his mind, taking advantage of his weaknesses and the resentment in his heart that was induced by the power of the demon god to force him.

It tells him to take orders or die.

And if he dies, he will have no value, no revenge, and no ambition.

The hatred and desire in his heart were infinitely magnified by the demon god, and Gu Galu finally retreated.

He didn't want to die, he wanted to live until the day when Mephisto fulfilled his promise.

He wanted to be the administrator of the seaport of Kurast, whether his people were human or demonic.

So he gave in, and before nightfall, he rushed to the front line of Kurast Harbor with the six strange puppets infused with a large amount of hellish energy by Mephisto and the demon clones of the "Council Members" numbering about five hundred.

Behind the harbor wall on the other side, the Demon Legion's silence brought a hard-won period of preparation and rest to the soldiers of the Human Professional Legion and the mercenaries of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Regiment.

People seized this short time to replenish all supplies, or to bury the symbols of those who had fallen for themselves, as a way to comfort their souls in heaven.

From the day the profession is fully recognized by the Holy Covenant, their bodies have become part of the will of the world.

Professionals above level 40 will not have corpses after they die in battle, and their bodies will return to the embrace of the will of the world, as a reserve energy to bless future generations at the next inauguration ceremony.

According to this world, it is the soul that returns to the arms of Akarat.

Xue Hua stood quietly under a dead tree, looking at the professional soldiers who were burying the relics left by their comrades.

Those small shallow graves are the last tombstones left by these soldiers in this world for their families and friends to pay their respects to, and all the professionals will take a representative of themselves from their bodies and give it to their family members or comrades after reaching level 40.

That way, when they die on the battlefield one day, his relatives and friends will have at least one thing to bury.

"Is this the first time you've seen anything like this?" A heroic female voice came from behind Xue Hua, and when he looked back, he saw that Soxia was already standing beside him at some point.

"Actually, that's not the case...... Xue Hua turned his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of reminiscence: "In the Battle of the Stone Wilderness, I buried a close friend with my own hands, and he died to save me, and I still don't know his name......"

"I can't imagine that you look young, but you have experienced a lot of things." Sothia glanced at the little guy in her eyes with some surprise, and then a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"But yes, the greater the power, the more complicated the experience."

"Is that what you say?" Xue Hua blinked and looked back at Soxia: "Shouldn't it be 'the greater the strength, the greater the responsibility'?" ”

"With great power comes great responsibility?" Sothia was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, it's not." She nodded, then shook her head slightly.

"What do you mean?" Xue Hua was a little confused.

"If your strength comes from your hard work, hard work, and hard work, and you have the strength to do so in this time, then you are not responsible for anything, and no one has the right to forcibly tie you to responsibility.

In other words, your good and evil are in your heart, and you are not bound by anything, and you are at peace with virtue. ”

The paladin turned her head and looked once more at the small graves on the ground ahead.

After a long time, she spoke again in a clear voice.

"But if your strength comes from a gift from God, is the result of the contribution of others, and you carry the hope of the person or thing that gives you strength, then you must take up your share of responsibility, no matter how heavy the burden, and never give it up.

Because at this time, it is not only your soul that flows in you, but also everyone's vision for the future is heavily pressed on your shoulders. ”

After saying this, Soxia suddenly turned her head and smiled at Xue Hua.

"Fortunately or unfortunately, the strength of our profession came from the heavens at the beginning, and all the people of the First World are our responsibility, so in us, your words are not wrong.

With great power comes great responsibility. ”

Xue Hua quietly looked at the soft but resolute expression on the female paladin's face, and it seemed that something in his heart was beginning to loosen.

He had convinced himself that he was only fighting in this world to protect the people he loved.

Nothing else had anything to do with him.

Demons, angels, other humans in the shelter world, how they fight, how they fight, as long as it doesn't get in the way of themselves, then let them go.

If the demon gets in his way, and there is a possibility of hurting his lover, then he fights the demon, just like he is doing now.

But is the reason really that simple?

Then why was the resentment and sorrow in my heart so strong when I first entered the seaport of Kurast and saw the piles of human bones on the streets?

Why did the paladin feel so much pain in his heart when he gave his life to help himself with the Assassin's fatal blow in the cabin?

Is this world really just a passing post station for him, just as he thinks?

When one day, the swarm is strong enough to break out of this universe, can you really leave everything in this world with peace of mind, and only take your lover to embark on the road to find the so-called "way home"?

Where is the way home?

Past? Life?

Xue Hua thought about it, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Sothia didn't pay any attention to him, just took a bouquet of flowers from her inventory and walked slowly towards the small grave bags.

Just as Xue Hua was in a confused meditation and couldn't extricate himself, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the mind of the main nest.

At the same time, Isha also immediately issued a warning to Xue Hua, and pulled Xue Hua out of his contemplation in an instant.

"Warning, warning, the swarm unit is under attack by the enemy!"

"What's going on? Where is it? ”

Xue Hua was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously, his first reaction was that the demon army was attacking the city again.

But when he looked up at the top of the city, he found that the professionals were still resting, and the worm mothers had not issued an alarm about the enemy attack.

"All the monitoring king insects and node king insects in the sky above and around the enemy's stronghold location 'Cui Vanke' have just been suddenly cleared by the enemy's ground-to-air defense methods, and only one monitoring king insect has time to send back the surveillance image to the main nest's mind before it is eliminated."

"What's the situation? Aren't the surveillance king insects all in the stratosphere? Could it be that there is still a surface-to-air railgun in Trivankri? ”

Hearing Isha's report, Xue Hua's eyes couldn't help but widen.

The Monitoring King Worm and the Node King Worm have always been the most secret eyes and ears of the swarm, and now that they are being manipulated by the Demon Legion in Trivank, it is obvious that Mephisto should have discovered the existence of the two King Worms a long time ago.

"Send me the final image." Xue Hua calmed down a little, and then immediately ordered Isa.

Soon, a clear image was presented to Xue Hua from the mind of the main nest.

It was a panorama of Cui Vanke taken from above.

The most striking part of this panorama is a group of black-robed men gathered at the gate of Cui Vanke, apparently preparing to cross the rainforest.

The number of these black-robed people is about 500, and one by one they are mysteriously passing through the embankment in front of the gate of Cui Vanke.