A barrage-like [magic missile] flew out of the hole between the floors and shot at Estem, but his index finger tapped lightly.

Several [psionic shields] completely blocked these missiles, and the price was only a broken shield, which was not painful for the legendary Mind Flayer.

But then came two fireballs—

[Spell Instant: Fireball Technique]!

Rumble!

Estham curled up Cervantes with two tentacles and blocked the two fireballs with Cervantes' body.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha, is that all you have?

A slender hand grabbed Estem's octopus face, and in his stunned gaze, Cervantes opened his eyes and grinned.

"Ahaha...... It hurts!"

Boom!

Cervantes grabbed Estem's head and smashed it to the ground, and the huge force directly shattered the ground of the third and second floors.

"Shhh

"What about the octopus face?" asked the maid, walking up with a look of sinisterity.

Cervantes looked around and shook his head, "Let it run...... The next time I see it, be sure to kill it!"

Cervantes was almost under control, it was a shame for his life, and if he became a slave to the Mind Flayer, he would have been laughed at by his cousins for the rest of his life, and even 'go down in history', and when they had children, they would point at him and say, 'Look, this is the stupid dragon controlled by the Mind Flayer'."

Hearing this, the maid put down her staff, but she did not relax because of it, and although Cervantes said that the octopus face had run away, she always felt that this matter would not end so easily.

Let's not talk about what he replaced the Marquis of Lesinger for, let's just say that there is a demon lord who has appeared in Greenland, which is enough to make Greenland's people panic.

Greench now may be like a powder keg that will blow up at a moment!

He had announced his arrival, but ran away...... It may be that the news that the 'Demon Lord has run away' will not be released, but other news will be enough to hit the fragile nerves of the Greenlanders one more time.

In fact, what has happened these days has been constantly destroying the nerves of the people of Greenland, first the assassination of the palace gates, then the explosion of the Marquis of Lesinger's house last night, and today another demon lord has appeared in Greenland.

What happened in the past few days is something that many people will never experience in their lives, but now it is happening in Greenland, right around them - the fragile nerves of Greench people can no longer withstand the toss.

"Greenland is on the verge of chaos......"

The maid couldn't help but sigh when she looked at the miserable state of the casino.

At this time, the battle outside seemed to be over, and the few people who chose to hide in the casino walked out, and when they saw the messy casino, they couldn't help but shudder.

Rickan shook his head, always feeling as if he had forgotten something, looked at the dilapidated casino with some 'surprise', picked up the ring from his foot, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and then raised his head and said to Mott: "Mr. Mott, now that I know that you are in trouble, do you need me to take you to see Your Majesty?" I think you can actually explain." ”

Mott had regained his original form, slumped in a chair that had not yet been destroyed by the impact, raised his eyelids to glance at Rekan, and said weakly, "If you could, it would be great." By the way, I don't know your name yet. ”

Rickan walked over and helped Mott up, smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "You can call me Rickan." ”

Mott frowned, hesitated, and asked tentatively, "You...... It's not controlled, is it?"

"No!" Rickan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Oh, of course not!"

Mott closed his eyes again and whispered, "Please, Mr. Rikan." ”

When Rykan helped Mott down the stairs, everyone was out of Estem's control, after all, it was the same person who controlled the same street at the same time, and it was not surprising that after he fled, these people were out of control.

After leaving the casino gate, Rickan saw the maid directing the on-site treatment work and exclaimed, "Miss maid!"

The maid turned her head to see Rickan, nodded and smiled, "Mr. Rickan, it's an honor to see you again." ”

"No, no......" Rickan hurriedly waved his hand and glanced at Cervantes standing beside the maid, "I should be honored!"

The maid looked at the two of them and wondered, "...... you guys?"

"Mr. Mott is injured, and I need to take him for treatment. ”

As he spoke, he gave the forbidden soldiers a look, and the recovered forbidden soldiers bowed slightly.

Several Janissary soldiers had just died inside, including the captain, and they also needed to go back and report the situation to His Majesty Krylov III.

A demon lord has appeared in Greenland, which is not a good thing, and now it seems ...... The news can't be blocked.

............

Krylov III frowned, "I remember that the order I gave you was not to bring Mott back, but to bring his head back. ”

"No, Your Majesty, there is a reason for this!"

Mott held his body and hurriedly said, "That's a demon lord......"

"I know!"

Krylov III sat behind his desk, tapped his index finger on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "So, Du Wei died in vain?

"And, not really...... "Mott 'panicked' and hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

"Then please find an 'excuse' that will convince me!" said Krylov III, looking at Mott indifferently.

Knock knock!

At this moment, there was a hurried knock at the door, followed by the eager voice of Viscount Latisse.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's a big deal, Your Majesty!"

Krylov III pressed his eyebrows and took a deep breath, feeling that his head was now aching.

The thing that can make Viscount Latis lose his temper like this is nothing more than the local nobles taking the opportunity to send troops and the like, but the question is whether they really dare?

"Please come in!"

Viscount Latisse's fat body seemed to have 'crashed in', and he couldn't wait to squeeze in when the door was only halfway open.

He kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and his face was oily, and he didn't know if it was sweat or something else.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"

After entering the room, he did not care that there were other people present, and howled directly at Krylov III.

"Fort Siqing, please calm down and organize your thoughts first, and then talk to me about what happened. ”

Krylov III calmed Forts Latisse, waited for him to catch his breath, looked at Rickan and Mott, who were kneeling on one knee, and then asked, "Fortes, what happened to make you so out of shape." ”

Not to mention that it was okay, as soon as he talked about it, Viscount Latis suddenly became anxious, and even ignored the existence of the other two.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong! The Lesinger family has sent troops!"

"What?" Krylov III was stunned.

Viscount Latiss repeated again: "The Lensingers have sent troops! and sent us back the original words of the Marquis of Lessinger - 'If I die in Greenridge, then send troops, I don't know who the murderer is, but the local nobles and Krylov III are suspected, they are provoking the Liesingers, and the majesty of the Liesingers cannot be insulted'! ”

“...... When?" Krylov III took a deep breath.

He looked at Viscount Latisse, who was still standing in place, and slapped the table angrily, "Go and ask them, when was this summoned! The Marquis of Lensinger who died the night before yesterday was an impostor, a demon lord pretending! Really that one is already dead, isn't it? Go!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!" said Viscount Latisse, frightened by the hideous face of King Krylov III, and hurried out, stumbling and nearly falling in the process.

He sat down and took a few deep breaths to calm himself, then turned his head to see that Rykan was gone......

The cold blade cut through the clothes and pressed against Krylov III's back.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes in an instant, Krylov III did not dare to look back, he glanced at the glazed Mott, and shouted in the room: "Who are you?"

It's not Rickan who wants to kill himself!

In an instant, Krylov III had such a judgment in his heart.

Thinking that the Demon Lord was a Mind Flayer and capable of controlling people's hearts, Krylov III understood what was going on.

"Estem Lange Rorota - Lord of the 972nd Layer of the Bottomless Abyss, Mind Controller - has seen Your Majesty!"

Voices came from behind him......