The black shadow who claimed to be the dream demon Esnot's eyes burst out of a devouring red light, staring at Di Jun Yin and saying, "Undead, the aura on your body is very special, say, what do you have to do with the Immortal Saint King?" ”

"Immortal Saint King?" Di Jun held his chin with one hand and shook his head: "I've never heard this name, I don't know it." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Really?" Esnault did not question Dijun for lying, on the contrary, he smiled after hearing this, and his black body as a mist burrowed into Prince Ötz's body again.

Prince Oates' eyes flashed red again, and then his body mechanically stood up again, looking at Di Jun with a wooden expression and said, "Whether you recognize the Immortal Saint King or not, but you are an iron fact as a member of the undead clan, so you have to die!" ”

"Undead? Do the NPCs of the Abyss call us players that? Dijun asked with a smile.

"Back then, your undead army once destroyed our Western Demon Realm and killed countless of our clansmen, even our great Demon King, His Majesty Lord Vedsir, was killed by your Immortal Saint King, have you forgotten?" An angry expression appeared on Prince Ötzi's face, and Esnot's shrill voice came out of his mouth.

Di Jun put down his hand, Xiao looked at the angry Esnault with interest and said, "Are you talking about the mythical story of the abyss?" I've heard it's a lot of fun! ”

This sentence clearly irritated Esnot, and he let out a piercing scream, and controlled Prince Ötz's body and walked towards Dijun step by step, "Undead, I'm going to kill you, mourn for your ignorance and stupidity." ”

Just as Prince Ötzi was about to attack Dijun, a voice full of banter sounded behind Dijun.

"It's so ugly, I didn't expect that you people in the West Demon Realm would degenerate to such an extent that you even lost the power of 'losing'?"

Prince Oates's movements suddenly stopped, and he looked at the person standing up behind Dijun in surprise, and said in surprise: "You're not dead yet?" ”

The baroque prince, who was covered in black carbon, slowly stood up under Prince Öates' shocked gaze, and the charred parts of his body were like a degraded cocoon shell, falling off in a burst of "clicks", revealing the white skin inside.

When all the black substances fell to the ground, the Baroque prince became naked and stood there, he smiled and looked at the surprised Prince Oates and said: "Although you occupy Oates's body, you don't know the luck of the Son of Heaven after all, so your power is greatly reduced." ”

"Who are you?" Prince Ötzi, no, it should be Esnault in Prince Ötz's body asked.

The Baroque prince took a piece of clothing thrown by Di Jun, put it on slowly, and said, "You people in the West Demon Realm really don't have any eyesight, don't I show it clearly enough?" It seems that I need to remind you personally. ”

Di Jun smiled: "You want to do it yourself?" ”

The Baroque prince lowered his head and sorted out his clothes, and said indifferently: "Well, let's just loosen your muscles, after all, if you haven't moved for too long, people will rust."

When Di Jun heard this, he simply walked to the side with his hands on his chest and watched.

The corners of Esnot's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly, he kicked his feet, came to the back of the Baroque prince with a bang, and then punched out with a lightning fist.

Feeling the sound of breaking the air from behind, the Baroque prince still elegantly arranged the last collar, and when the fist was about to hit his back, he suddenly turned sideways slightly to avoid the punch, and then with a seemingly random wave of his left hand, he punched Esnault in the face with a backhand.

"Bang!"

Esnot, who was hit by a punch, flew out upside down at a speed several times faster than when he rushed over just now, and slammed into the ground with a "boom" and smashed a human-shaped crater.

"The rancid smell of the West Demon Clan is really disgusting." The Baroque prince lightly took out a silk scarf and wiped his hands, with a look of disgust on his face.

Esnault staggered to his feet, his right side of the face was hit, and most of his teeth were missing, although he was being repaired by the system's correction in a blue electric light, but he was now shocked in his heart.

"What's the matter with your breath?"

The moment he was hit by the Baroque prince just now, Esnault felt a long-lost aura, and this aura was both similar and different from the aura of their demons.

"Still haven't you remembered? Well, let's let you inferior demons see our true posture. ”

The Baroque prince was like a noble prince, with a playful smile on his face, and then a large amount of blood-red light suddenly burst out from his body.

The dazzling red light reflected Esnot's shocked face, and when the red light dissipated, a terrifying aura rushed towards him, causing Esnault to take two steps back in fright.

"How is it possible, this breath is ......"

The red light dissipated, and the appearance of the Baroque prince standing opposite changed dramatically, the original golden hair turned into a miserable white, the skin was reddish, a pair of sheep-like horns appeared on the head, and the lower body, two legs that originally belonged to humans turned into a pair of bull hooves covered with brown fluff, a pair of black bat wings gathered into a ball behind the back, and a pair of red eyes.

The current appearance of the Baroque prince is clearly the appearance of the demons in the Western Continent after being demonized.

"High Demon Clan, you...... Are you from the Eastern Demon Realm? Esnault cried out in a lost voice.

"Even if you low-level demons are a little blind, that's right, my posture is the demonization posture that only pure-blooded high-level demons have." The Baroque prince said arrogantly.

"No, in addition to the smell of the demons, there is also a breath that does not belong to our demons, and you are not a pure-blooded high-level demon at all." Esnault suddenly regained his composure and looked at the Baroque prince and said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Your nose is quite sensitive, and you actually let you sniff it, you are right, I am indeed not a completely pure-blooded high-level demon, because, half of the blood on my body is the human race of the Adras Continent. The Baroque prince said with a smile.

"Terran?" Esnault was obviously stunned, and he laughed and said, "You said that those poor human races in the Adras Continent, you actually have the blood of such a low-level race in your body?" ”

In the face of Esnot's ridicule, the Baroque prince was not annoyed, but looked at him as if he was a clown, and said with a smile: "The human race was indeed an inferior race in the past, but I don't know if the human race ruled by the Sword Emperor Loki during the period of his people still belongs to the category of a lower race?" ”

"Sword Emperor? You mean, you have the blood of the descendants of the Sword Emperor in your body? Esnot's face changed, and his eyes widened.

Sword Emperor Loki, like the Immortal Saint King, was a taboo word in the eyes of their Western Demon Realm Demon Clan.

"I'm a hybrid with both high-level demon blood and Sword Emperor blood, I, Baroque. Arman, nobler and more powerful than any of you. The Baroque prince said.