The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns - Chapter 183

    Theros opened his eyes in the tent and heard the sound of wind and snow outside the tent, the cold field he created has not yet withered.

    The moment he woke up, he thought that Ansel was gone, and there should be a lot of things to deal with on the front now. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Ansair resting beside his bed, with white hair lying beside him. Hearing the sound, the white-haired Demon King also opened his eyes, and his expression was a little tired at first, but he soon recovered.

    “I used a lot of angelic healing on you.” He lowered his voice, grabbed Ceros by the collar, and dangled the goose that was playing dead, “But part of you The injury is very strange, and I can’t heal it.”

    Cerros: “…”

    He played dead carefully.

    However, Ans El is such a persistent demon king, Theros’ feigning death has no effect on him, and he can only be forced to speak in the end.

    “The Asmodeus family…have a deep understanding of the consciousness of the demon world.”

    He explained slowly.

    “So you can get preferential treatment on some contract issues, but you can’t use it frequently.”

    When he explained this, Ans Elton knew at the time that he was probably relying on this and caught Levy by surprise. The news that he is an angel will never be spread from a demon who is also a demon king, so any other channels are just rumors and lack strength.

    His eyes trembled slightly, he was about to say something, but was stopped by Ceros.

    “This is just a drop in the bucket.” The vertical pupil of the demon king Mo Lan faded away from the ice floes, as gentle as the sea of ​​ice in the spring day, “Although Levi, who has the most powerful words, has been caught If I block it, people in the dark will still try their best to attack you with this secret.”

    He seemed apologetic.

    “Anse Er, I’m sorry I can’t let you go once and for all.”

    Ansel shook his head, how could this be Ceros’ fault?

    “I am fully prepared for the wind and waves coming from any direction.”

    The sunset-colored vertical pupil still has a very dignified expression, in so many years of the devil’s career, Ansi Er has already had his own majesty and the bearing of a king, it seems that he will never be afraid Difficult and dangerous, always full of confidence, like a luminous celestial body, it pulls the surrounding demons.

    But he still has something to hide in his heart.

    Any king cannot fail to plan for the worst.

    If…if his identity really affects the stability of the entire Eastern Region…

    The ministers are affected by sin and are more or less flawed, but Andre is very stable, as long as he does not feel [anger].

    Ansier knew that by then, he actually had another brighter and smoother path, and that was to return to the heavens to become a consul. But he will never be like this, he will not leave the demon world, and he will not leave his hometown.

    Therefore, he will return to his original landing place alone.

    Then face the east and watch for life.

    Seeing Ansel so confident, Ceros felt slightly relieved. As they spoke, demon soldiers knelt down outside the tent to report, and the heavy armor touched the frozen ground and made a crisp sound.

    “Your Majesty Ansair, the inspection is ready.”

    Ansier answered and was about to get up and leave. Meeting the inquiring eyes of Ceros, he explained.

    “Although the monsters on the front have calmed down, the Demon King’s inspection is still essential.”

    He said while tying himself the Demon King’s cloak.

    “You can rest. I should be back later. After the inspection, I want to go to the Human World.”

    The demon king with black blue vertical pupils heard the words and counted the time silently in his heart.

    “Isn’t the time left for the world yet to come?”

    “Although I said that…” Ans Air didn’t know how to describe the feeling in his heart. After returning to the front line just now, he had a vague premonition in his heart, which made him think Go to the human world.

    Of course, according to the agreement, he will not help Human World until everything is over, because this is the level Human World should overcome by itself. And once he passes this level, not only will he, as a demon king, show respect to humans, but even the heavenly world, which values ​​achievements and is more arrogant, will look down on humans who have been ignored.

    In this way, the Three Realms Alliance becomes possible.

    Actually, Ans El’s change of mind was caused by the cat Jasmine’s reversal of the tarot card, which could make the demon king come to the human world ahead of schedule.

    If it was just to patrol the front line, Theros would let Ansel go alone, but when it comes to the monster emperor of the human world, he will still instinctively worry about Ansel. This has nothing to do with whether Ans Air is strong or not, just like he will not worry about Ans Air going downstairs for a walk, but he will worry about Ans Air traveling across borders.

    “I’ll go too.” He said, and said before Ans Air said, “My injury is only the part of the backlash, I can bear it, and the time to go will not be long. very long.”

    “Also, if the human side is wiped out, there will always be someone to deal with that monster emperor with you.”

    Monsters have many tricks, and it is safest for two demon kings to be present at the same time.

    Ans El reluctantly agreed, he stared at Theros, and threw all kinds of healing magic on him one by one before giving up. When Ceros walked out of the camp, the demon soldiers outside suddenly felt a strong light hit his face, so bright that he shed two lines of tears on the spot!

    Where do so many light elements come from! So bright!

    His Majesty Theros seems to have a halo on his head!

    ***

    The Council of Silence, the bottom of the dark lake.

    The group is speeding up in the huge hole at the bottom of the lake. The lake water is just above the cave, and it keeps leaking downward, as if it will completely overwhelm the cave above its head in one second. Such a dark and dangerous area is the paradise of the monster emperor, who has already run this place as his hunting ground.

    The strange tentacles are pervasive, attacking these crusaders from all directions, and Joey, who has been transformed into a holy sword, is apologizing in collapse.

    “Sorry! Sorry! I can’t be one with Luther anyway!”

    Because he, the holy sword, has no way to unite with the magic sword, they will fall into such a sinister situation, and they are almost played by the monster emperor, unable to lift their heads.

    Sylvia raised her hand to wipe the blood that was flowing to her eyelids. I don’t know when, there were more wounds on her head, and the blood flowed through half of her face, looking embarrassed and tragic. But she was only slightly injured, and along the way, their sacrifices…

    “It’s not your fault, Joey.”

    Sylvia said softly, she gave Rhine a cryptic look, and the tacit understanding cultivated by fighting together for a long time made Rhine instantly understand what she meant. He raised his sword, Sylvia stepped on the sword, and the magic sword slashed in a circle, instantly severing part of the monster emperor’s body!

    I did not expect that the monster trapped in the hunting ground could still struggle to injure it, the monster emperor let out a furious roar, and the attack became more and more fierce. Sylvia fell to the ground, and she raised her eyelashes covered in blood, with the will of blood and fire burning in her eyes.

    Before departure, everything was normal and smooth.

    Before departure, after hearing about the unity of the two swords, Joey believed that he was the sword that kept the human form and should shoulder the great responsibility of studying how to merge. He thought of various methods to try to achieve Oneness of self and Luther.

    He tried to hold Luther to sleep, but it didn’t work; he gnawed and tried to eat, Luther’s consciousness screamed in the magic sword; finally Joey felt that he still asked for help from technology, So he took out the electric welder and tried to weld him and Luther together, but was finally pulled and stopped…

    But after trying countless methods, the holy sword and the magic sword could not be merged. In the end, it was decided that Sylvia would hold the magic sword and Rhine would hold the holy sword to defeat the monster emperor.

    Although they have cleared most of the monsters in the Silent Council, the monster emperor’s cronies remain loyal, and on the way to the monster emperor’s hideout, human beings continue to sacrifice or stay Down.

    Silvia felt that their team was the firewood stacked on top of each other. When the fire came, it burned up first, and their so-called “hope of mankind” was protected by layers. Bottom, save until the end.

    The new leader of the secret society who has inherited the name of Westham, at the end still expects that the devil will answer the call; the Pope of the Holy See alone supports the long light; One stayed on the dark road, and finally, a hunter with an eastern face also smiled at them and said—

    【Miss. 】

    【Let’s walk on our blood. 】

    …so much bloodshed and sacrifice!

    Finally, they rushed out of the hunting passage and came to the monster emperor. The water droplets fell more and more frequently, gathering into puddles and streams under the feet. There was light here, which was ordered by the monster emperor, whose thinking was very close to human beings, to light up the monsters.

    The emperor looks complete, and has healed most of the wounds by devouring his kin, so their efforts to attack have little effect.

    Rhine’s holy sword is still very threatening, and the monster emperor chooses to deal with him first. In an instant, he was alone with all the attacks of the monster emperor. Rhine gritted his teeth. He tore off the monster emperor’s entire arm and shattered the bones of his right hand. But such damage is recoverable for the monster. Under the consumption of strength, the new arm quickly burst out. The emperor stared at the brave man mockingly, but it saw the brave man also sneered.

    Rhine changed the holy sword to his left hand, his left hand was as flexible as his right hand. The monster emperor was slightly startled for a moment. He didn’t expect that he would be able to switch hands like this.

    And just as it hesitated, Anthony let go of the hand that controlled the blessing circle, and part of his skin had been burned, but a powerful flame magic inherited from the witch teacher had already passed out of Jasmine’s mouth Spitting out, the raging fire became more and more powerful under the blessing, and instantly swept over half of the emperor’s body!

    The magic of all healing and bonuses lights up, and the state of the human side is improved. Seeing that the monster emperor fell into a disadvantage, Sylvia’s eyes gradually flashed with hope. Although the opponent was very powerful, she could fight!

    —The two demon kings came quietly at this moment.

    Anseyer glanced at the field, and instantly knew all the battle situation, but he did not feel like Sylvia had a great chance. Out of the corner of his eye he caught Theros frowning, and he pursed his lips as well.

    “Not good.”

    The emperor of monsters is not so easy to deal with!

    Sure enough, most of the emperor’s body was damaged, and after the initial howl of pain, it split from the middle, like taking off a broken coat, and drilled a smaller size from the middle. Monster with two swords in his hands.

    Imitating! Imitation of the Holy Sword and Demon Sword of the Human World!

    Watching the reversal of the battle in the dark, Ansel’s frown never loosened. He remembered that on the seventh abyss front, the monster emperor once imitated the devil wearing a crown, and now he is imitating the double swords of the human world. This race from outside the sky is really terrible.

    The monster emperor gradually adapted to this smaller body, and after it was fully adapted, it even imitated more things. Rhine’s pupils shrank, and in the next second, the holy sword was knocked into the ground and slanted.

    The long sword composed of monster flesh and blood pierced through his chest, and Rhine was seriously injured and fell to his knees. He heard Sylvia calling his name loudly, and some other vague voices ringing in his ears.

    The Brave… Responsibility…

    The broken right hand was unable to exert force, he barely crawled forward, and the holy sword slanted obliquely on the ground in the distance was reflected in his eyes. Joey’s consciousness in the holy sword is probably unconscious, and the light of the sword body is dim. If Joey is in a human form now, he will definitely vomit violently. The impact and collision just now is not a trifle.

    He crawls forward again, his ears are full of buzzing, and blood is coming out.

    Angel’s…instruction…

    He seems to have fallen into a hazy hallucination, returning to his childhood days when he was lying on the knees of angels. Outside the Caiyu promenade, the vegetation is prosperous, and the angels softly tell the stories of the sages of the past dynasties.

    [Finally, I want to talk about a brave man. 】

    The angel with sunset eyes smiled faintly.

    [His great achievement is that he bravely gazed into his heart as a brave man, and drew his sword for mankind, fighting to the last moment. 】

    The young hero suddenly raised his head, and the face of the angel, which was like a cloud and mist, suddenly changed into the appearance of Ansair. He lifted Rhine’s back collar and scolded softly.

    [Rhine, your story has been written, what are you running around here? 】

    Rhein: “…”

    It is indeed what Anseyer can say, and it is ruthless enough.

    The angel threw the brave man out of the revolving light of his life even more ruthlessly.

    The crawling hero suddenly began to gasp violently. He walked around the edge of life and death and just turned around. He was panting rapidly, the light of the holy sword loomed in his blood-blurred vision, so he crawled slowly, trying to reach out to the holy sword—

    The hero was solved, and the monster emperor began to attack the threatening Sylvia. The fatal blow had reached the top of her head, but Sylvia seemed to hear someone calling her name vaguely.

    Hiding behind the clay throne, a monster priest smiled strangely, disturbing Sylvia’s mind and helping their emperor. However, before it finished laughing, a tearing touch came from the iron surface of the priest, and the little black cat jumped up, scratching its face, and the hallucination stopped halfway.

    During the hallucination, Sylvia dreamed that her father was not dead. As the princess of the witcher club, she grew up safely and got married, and married Edward. At the wedding, the bishop read the oath for them, changed Sylvia’s surname, and said with a smile—

    [From now on, you are Edward’s wife. 】

    At this moment, the beautiful bride suddenly raised her head, a magic sword appeared in her hand, and split the wedding scene in half!

    She was never someone’s vassal, and neither her father nor Edward would make her a vassal.

    “This hallucination is too false… The name change is the most false…”

     she muttered.

    “Our family only accepts entrants.”

    At the critical moment, Sylvia raised the magic sword to block the fatal blow, and fell to her knees, without a trace of strength.

    Watching here, Ansair closed his eyes.

    Although there is still time left in the hourglass, human beings have no more energy to fight. He doesn’t want to deny the struggles and efforts of human beings, but the matter has come to this point, and now he takes action, he can always save the lives of those here and those on the road leading to it.

    He then slowly appeared, along with Ceros. In the blurred and swaying vision, Sylvia seemed to see the corners of her mouth pursed.

    The devil is here.

    Humans…

    Failed?

    At this moment, the time of the hourglass is about to run out, and the blockade around it begins to disintegrate. The monster emperor looks up excitedly, thinking that he will regain his freedom. Ansel couldn’t allow it to have such beautiful dreams, so he deliberately stayed away from Ceros, who was still injured. He turned to the other side, ready to start.

    However, at this time, Sylvia, who bowed her head, suddenly realized that two demon kings were standing on both sides of her, and their shadows slanted over to meet her shadow.

    She raised her head with difficulty, just in time to see two demon kings, one with white hair with sunset eyes and one with black hair and blue eyes, like an angel on the right and a demon on the left. As a human being, she is in the middle, and all the shadows are intertwined on her body.

    Anthony also saw this scene, and in an instant, all the questions were answered, and he struggled to remind.

    “Sylvia! Shadow!”

    Sylvia was startled and remembered the ancient legend about the holy sword—

    […The master forge raised the holy sword and presented it to the strongest warrior among mankind. The holy sword cast a shadow on the ground, and in the shadow, a pitch-black magic sword slowly floated up. 】

    Sylvia suddenly understood, and it was a big awakening! She understands, she understands how to make the two swords become one!

      One!

    Thinking of this, Sylvia suddenly shouted.

    “Please wait! His Majesty the Demon King!”

    “Time…isn’t there time?!”

    Anse Er’s expression moved slightly, he looked at his position with Theros, and looked at the shadows, and enlightenment suddenly passed in his heart. He looked at Ceros and blinked, as if to show off how good his eyesight was.

    The Demon King showed a condoning smile, and Ansel’s eyes were always good.

    Sylvia staggered and stood up, walking towards the holy sword slanted on the ground. She passed by Rhine on the way, her voice hoarse, but she still said with a smile.

    “Brave, rest assured.”

     Her tone was very gentle, one hand still held the magic sword, and the other hand held the holy sword obliquely inserted on the ground.

    The silver-haired girl’s eyes flickered, the world seemed to fade away in an instant and became pure white, she was standing on the bifurcation road, the angel on the right and the devil on the left.

     And in this divergence, where should humanity go?

    Silvia already has her own answer.

    The Supreme Creator has never asked human beings to choose one of the paths, they can also blaze their own path!

    She held the holy sword, and the soft wind responded to her, raising her blood-stained silver hair. Sylvia pulled out the holy sword and released the hand holding the magic sword at the same time, but she did not give up the magic sword. Just listening to the humming of the magic sword, it turned into a shadow and reflected on the ground, setting off under the holy sword.

    The two swords of the human world are now one, and Sylvia is very firm in her heart.

    The monster emperor puffed up his eyes, stared at the sword in the silver-haired girl’s hand, and looked at the flesh-and-blood double sword imitated in his hand, and suddenly panicked to combine the two swords. However, although it can unite the sword, it will never be able to unite the things that are placed on the sword.

    It only heard the silver-haired girl say in an unprecedented high tone—

    “There are always people asking where human beings are going and where they are going…”

    “And my answer is not among the options.”

    “Human beings have their own nobility and will never submit to angels or devils!”【Note】

    The princess drew the sword of the human world.

    The brave Rhine was lying on the ground, covering his face with one hand in the strong light, but smiling.

    “This year’s princess is really…”

    “The brave are going to be laid off.”

    The author has something to say:

    Alternative fairy tales are yes!

    From Edgar Allan Poe, I forgot which short story I read it in. When I read this sentence at the time, my scalp was tingling, which simply subverted all my knowledge of Edgar Allan Poe.