147. The Banished King
The Demon Spawn is a natural dark king.
Before the catastrophe of the Age of Ashes broke out, they had already taken refuge in the underworld, and they still maintained extremely powerful bloodline abilities for a long time. At least when each demon descendant is born, the natural magic patterns they carry on their bodies determine that they can easily master a lot of magic even if they don't study it deliberately. Of course, the level of magic ability is related to the complicated magic patterns on their bodies.
In a way, it's a bit like a bloodline warlock.
However, in addition to the magical aspect, the physical strength of the Demon Descendants is also very powerful, perhaps thanks to their bloodline as the son of the gods. Even the weakest demon descendants, their physical strength is equivalent to that of a lion half-orc or a bull-headed half-orc, which determines their extremely high combat strength in a large way. Coupled with such things as night vision, a keen sense of smell and hearing, and perception, the Demon Descendants can be said to be a BUG-level race.
The only thing that made the other five of the six Holy Blood clans fortunate was probably that the Demon Descendants' reproductive ability was extremely low, and they were probably not much better than the Elves. However, this comparison is based on the ancient divine elves, if you compare it with today's blood elves, dark elves, and even other elven races in the surface world, then these elven races can be regarded as a flood level compared to the demon descendants.
And at the same time of low reproductive ability, it also makes the life span of the Demon Descendant extremely long.
The lifespan of a normal demon descendant can be more than five hundred years old, and even a demon descendant who has broken through the realm of the Holy Realm can live for more than one or two thousand years. And almost every Demon Descendant. As long as they didn't suffer any serious injuries such as irreparable fΓΉ, their strength could slowly grow to the top gold before stopping this growth. It's just that the difference is that there are weak and strong, just like the races of the surface world. Some people can challenge the peak of the upper gold even if they are new to the upper gold realm, and some people can't beat an ordinary lower gold even if they have reached the peak of the lower gold.
As for why they are born dark kings, it is because the combat power that the demon descendants can exert in the dark environment is at least half a level higher than the normal level. And the more complex the dark environment, the greater the increase in their combat power, and for the demons, darkness is like a part of their body. Only those who have entered the rank of the assassin system after the legend can dare to compete with the demon descendants in the dark environment.
And if it was for the demonic young man named Hatting, who had been stripped of his clan title in front of him, his combat power in the dark environment was almost comparable to that of the lower Sanctuary. The biggest drawback, of course. It is probably that he does not have the domain ability of the lower Sacred Domain powerhouse, which leads him to have a head-to-head battle with the lower Sacred Domain powerhouse, but the battle time will definitely not be too long, and it is absolutely impossible to win.
The gap between the Sanctuary powerhouse and the non-Sanctuary powerhouse. It's too big.
Basically, a non-Sanctuary powerhouse who can fight with the next Sanctuary powerhouse without dying. can be regarded as a combat genius in the true sense.
But Harding, when faced with the olive branch thrown by Sean, he did not give an immediate reply, but showed a thoughtful look.
But in this regard, Sean was not in a hurry, he shrugged his shoulders very casually, and then smiled: "In this way, I can release you temporarily." Let you have a tour of my territory, and I will have William arrange a legal status for you. Whatever you like. But I can't let you go all the way alone, so Rottikabas has been with you for the last few days, whether you're a spy or a companion, whatever you want, if you're interested in joining my command one day, then you can just talk to William. β
"What about these ethnic groups of mine......"
"Of course they're going to stay here." Sean smiled, "This is already my biggest concession, I can't release all of you demons, as for the reason, I think you know it yourself." β¦β¦ Of course, I won't stop you if you say you want to leave, but do you think you can find any other way to survive in this surface world? β
Faced with Sean's question, Harding fell silent again.
But this time, the silence was even shorter than usual: "I'll think about it." β
"Okay then." Sean smiled, "Anyway, this cell can't hold you up, so come out when you want to." But don't blame me for not warning you beforehand, if you're going to let your companions go, then I'm not going to let you go so lightly. β
When Sean said this, his tone was very kind, and there was no murderous or other affection, but the more this happened, the more Harding could feel the seriousness of Sean's attitude. He didn't hesitate to believe that if he really dared to let those people out and try to take them away, not to mention whether the dark elf next to him would stop him, even if he really didn't stop himself, he would already feel the tightness of the guards outside when he was brought into this secret prison.
For the Demon Descendants, their perception, sense of smell, and hearing are far beyond the scope of normal people, so even if they are blindfolded, they can use their own perception to memorize the terrain and judge the danger of the surrounding environment.
So just by weighing it in his heart, Harding knew that he couldn't get out of here with his ethnicity. Even if they do get lucky, I am afraid that there will not be many people left, and the problems they need to face in the future will be even more severe, after all, the inhabitants of the underworld want to survive in the surface world, and it is completely difficult to imagine how difficult it is.
When Harding came to his senses, Sean and William had already left.
Looking at Harding's slightly dazed expression, Rottikabas smiled: "Lord Sean has left." β¦β¦ You see, as I told you before, you can't hide anything from that adult, and his erudition is far beyond what a normal person can understand. β
"He's really relieved." Harding snorted, but as his hands gripped the cage's iron pillars, they began to change abruptly.
The originally pale hands suddenly turned dark black as if they were covered with a layer of rust, and you could even clearly see countless scales on the hands, but these scales looked like they were made of metal, not bio-type scales, like a pair of natural armor handguards.
As Harding's hands began to push to the left and right, the iron pillars of the cage were quickly pulled away to the left and right, revealing a hole for one of them to pass through GuΓ².
With a single step, Harding stepped out of the cage.
"My king." Seeing Harding emerge from the cage, the demons imprisoned in the other nearby cells knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in front of Harding.
Reverent, and respectful.
"The banished king." Rotikabas smiled and looked at the young demon standing in front of him, "This is a bit unexpected by me. β
"The human you respect is indeed very knowledgeable, but it seems that his erudition is also limited." Harding said in a deep voice, his hands gradually starting to change back to the pale appearance of a normal demon, "It's clear that he didn't see who I am. β¦β¦ However, I do have some interest in him, but as I stand, it doesn't mean that he is qualified to let me stay and assist him. β
"Let's make a bet." Roticabas smirked, and it was only then that he revealed the cunning of the Dark Elves.
Harding glanced at Rhoti Kabas, even though he knew that the Dark Elves were notoriously cunning, but he couldn't help but respond, "What bet?" β
"I bet Lord Sean knows who you really are." Rottikabas laughed.
"Oh?" Harding raised his eyebrows, the aura that belonged to the king finally emanated from him at this moment, maybe it was because he had been deliberately suppressed for a long time, but the bearing that exuded at this time was a bit of the domineering spirit that reigned in the world, "What's the bet?" β
"You win, I'll do one thing for you, even if it's to help you escape and be hostile to Lord Sean." Rottikabas's face still showed that relaxed and easy-going look, but there was a flash of confidence and cunning in his eyes, "If I win, then you have to do something for me." β¦β¦ What do you think? β
"And what about the criteria for judging victory and defeat?" Harding asked in a deep voice.
"It's very simple, let's go over to Lord Sean together and ask him if he knows your true identity, okay?" Rottikabas smiled, "You see, how simple and crude. Of course, in order to prevent you from cheating, you will be the one who will be questioned at that time, and I will not speak the whole time, and if necessary, I will not even show up. β
"Noble demons won't cheat!" Harding's face was furious.
"Who knows." Rottikabas shrugged, "There used to be people who said that noble elves are honest and kind. But how honest do you think we dark elves are? As for the Blood Elves, do you believe that they have the word 'good' in their dictionary of life? β
"Hmph." Harding snorted disdainfully again.
However, Rottikabas defaults to this cold hum as a poor word: an uneducated banished king.
Of course, in front of this face-saving Harding, Roti Kabas certainly wouldn't say such words. Their dark elves don't give a very good impression, full of derogatory terms such as cunning and betrayal, but that doesn't mean they're really stupid. If the purpose of provoking the opponent is to gain a greater advantage, then the Dark Elves will not hesitate to do it, but if they can't achieve any benefits, they will not provoke the opponent at will. (To be continued......)
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