Chapter 1050 Flower Sparrow

Rasuderan, standing in the void, is a great achievement.

At this moment, in a wild forest in the southern suburbs of Rasuderan, a Purgatory Flame Slave who had just crossed from Lake Nimin was looking at the shadowy building halo in the distance with astonished eyes.

"Is this Rasuderan? The city that never falls and never sleeps." He whispered: "Compared to the Sky Mechanical City, it is not much worse. Is it because the peerless demon god stands behind it?"

It's strange to say that he is a Purgatory Flame Slave, but he is muttering the common language of humans.

"Hua Que Que, what are you mumbling?" A deafening buzzing sound came from the mouth of another Purgatory Flame Slave holding a fiery giant axe in front.

"Nothing, just sighing that Rasuderan is so magnificent." Changing the previous common language of humans, its lips that seemed to be stained with fiery red magma opened slightly, and the devil language with a mysterious whisper came out of Hua Que Que's mouth.

"You are indeed an ignorant bastard. Rasuderan is only average among the major demon castles in the Barren Face." The giant axe flame slave looked disdainful.

Barren Face? What is this? Hua Que Que was a little confused, but did not ask, but said with a flattering look: "It seems that Lord Kaido has seen many demon castles?"

The Purgatory Flame Slave holding the giant axe was Kaido. It raised its ferocious head and spewed a breath of fire from its nose: "Of course, I used to follow Lord Negar! Even Mozambique, where the Lord returns, I have seen it from afar. That is the real miracle."

Kaido proudly talked about his past experiences, but it sounded extremely boring to Hua Que Que. Because in Kaido's speech, many of the words used were "seen from afar", "I have heard of it", "legend"... It is estimated that there are only two or three demon castles that it has really experienced, and Rasuderan is the largest demon castle it has experienced.

Seeing that Kaido seemed to be addicted to talking, Hua Que Que suddenly said: "Lord Kaido, the Mozambique you just mentioned sounds like a great demon city. I wonder what it looks like?"

Kaido was stunned. As a slave, he only glanced at it from a distance, and his vision was blocked by the flames of purgatory. How could he know what it looked like.

But in front of the new little brother, Kaido couldn't say that he didn't know.

It hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Anyway, it's very big and magnificent... You, a little bastard who doesn't know the origin of the clan, will never go there in this life, why ask so many questions."

Being called a bastard, Hua Que Que was sad for a moment. This was captured by Kaido. He thought he had found a way out, but this little bastard dared to ask questions to embarrass you, Uncle Kaido. Once it got excited, it became more addicted to talking.

"Without a clan origin or a clan emblem, a male flame slave actually took the name of a succubus? Hua Que Que? What kind of name is this? It's a disgrace to our Purgatory Flame Slave Clan!" Kaido's huge nostrils blew out white turbid air, and he squinted at the "depressed" Hua Que Que: "Also, as male flame slaves, our weapons for training should be giant axes and hammers, but you actually learned from females and made a chain... Who are you going to tie up? Are you going to tie yourself?"

When Kaido was almost done scolding, they had already reached the periphery of Rasuderan.

Some demons had appeared not far away, and Kaido shut up at the right time. In terms of status, their Purgatory Flame Slave Clan is even lower than the half-blood demons. In fact, most of them are the demons' house slaves. Moreover, they are not the role of housekeepers or close servants, but the kind of cannon fodder house slaves that can be abandoned at any time.

They only look fierce, but their strength is actually very low. In the abyss, all demons look down on flame slaves.

But there are also advantages to the Purgatory Flame Slaves. At least the demons will not kill them casually.

For demons, the Purgatory Flame Slaves are much better than some so-called half-blood demons. At least the Purgatory Flame Slaves' bloodline is fundamentally for serving demons. But half-blood demons are hybrids, because of their mixed bloodline, and they have many rebellious bones.

Kaido suddenly shut up. His original deliberate movements became cautious after entering Rasuderan. This cowardly performance made Huaqueque, who was following behind him, sneer in his heart.

Huaqueque was the first time to come to Rasuderan, and it was also the first time to see the demon's trading market.

He turned his head curiously, looking at this city that was completely different from what he imagined. Now he didn't see it all, maybe he would never see it again in a short time.

However, he was in the outskirts of Rasuderan at this time. Even if there were buildings, they were not very exquisite. For example, there was actually a simple wooden house in the dense forest on the right.

"Psychedelic? With this name, what kind of business is this wooden house doing?" Hua Queque wondered in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Kaido also followed Hua Queque's gaze and saw the wooden house in the forest not far away. When he saw the scale of the wooden house, Kaido sneered: "Such a small building, and this door, it is even shorter than my height. I guess this store will never attract business in this life."

As soon as Kaido finished speaking, he saw the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a blue-skinned half-blood demon walked out of it. There was a satisfied smile on its mouth, as if it had encountered something good.

"It must not be a customer!" Kaido said firmly: "It is probably an employee of this store."

Then, the second half-blood demon came out.

"This... this is also an employee, there is no doubt about it."

The third, fourth...until the tenth half-blood demon came out, Kaido's eyes were already wide open. How could there be customers visiting such a small shop? Aren't the half-blood demons in Rasudran very arrogant? They would never step into such a short door, right?

"Aren't these half-blood demons customers?" Hua Queque blinked and looked curious.

Kaido wanted to blurt out "Yes", but he choked back in the end. If it was just one or two, it would be fine, but with so many half-blood demons coming out of that store, it would be impossible for it to gossip.

Kaido couldn't help it and said, "I didn't see this wooden house when I came last time. There are probably only a few half-blood demons in it, and they can't make any waves."

After Kaido said this, an ice-blue demon came out of the wooden house.

Although it is just a small demon, it is also a leader among the small demons, and it is completely different from the weak half-blood demons before.

"This... this is just an exception." Kaido's face turned red.

At this time, the ground suddenly shook a few times, and there were suddenly some ripples in the yard behind the cabin, which was originally empty. A troll covered with ice crystals stepped out of the ripples.

"Is this ripple an illusion for concealment? This is an ice troll!" Hua Que Que couldn't help but exclaimed. The ice troll is almost a mid-level demon, and it is related to the winter troll. The winter troll is also at the top among mid-level demons!

The appearance of the ice troll in this small shop in the wilderness made Kaido completely unbelievable.

Kaido pointed in the direction of the cabin with trembling hands, and seemed to want to say something...

But at this time, Hua Que Que couldn't bear it anymore, and it said: "Lord Kaido, you'd better not say anything."

Kaido's mouth seemed to be cursed by the word spirit, and whatever he said was the opposite of it.

Hua Que Que shook his head, dragging his breath, and Kaido, whose head was already smoking, walked into the depths of Rasuderlan.

When leaving, Hua Queque suddenly felt that someone seemed to be looking at him.

He looked back, but found nothing. Instead, on the roof of the psychedelic hut not far away, a dark-skinned woman was yawning and stretching.

Was it his illusion?

...

Fafnir stretched and rested lazily on the roof for a long time before he recalled a strange message he had captured when he woke up.

Fafnir lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and she recalled a figure in her mind.

It was a Purgatory Flame Slave she saw not long ago. His body was a little thin, with a faint flame burning on his body, and there was a scarlet chain, like a fire snake, slowly moving on his body.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with this Purgatory Flame Slave.

However, Fafnir raised her eyebrows. She found obvious traces of disguise on this Purgatory Flame Slave, and the soul of this Flame Slave was obviously a lowly human.

"Are there humans coming to Rasudran?" Angel was in the attic on the second floor of the cabin, where the window was connected to the roof of the cabin.

Fafnir was half lying on the roof, and next to her was the skylight of the attic: "Yes, you don't seem surprised."

"There are many humans, and it has nothing to do with me anyway." Angel shrugged. When he was watching the fortress, he heard that some wizards would sneak into the inner demon city to collect intelligence, so the appearance of humans here, although a little strange, is not unacceptable.

Compared with these insignificant things, he now has more things to care about.

For example, making money. For example, completing the model of the half door in the mind space.

The sound of a wind chime sounded from the courtyard below.

"It seems that a new group of guests have arrived." Angel took out the Rhythm of the Ocean and said to Fafnir, "I'll go down first."

When he came down from the second floor, Angel saw Canaan using fluent demon language to explain to the new group of guests eloquently, while he stretched out his fingers to draw circles in the air, enveloping light water vapor and hitting the wind chimes outside the courtyard.

The previous sound of the wind chimes was the signal sent to him by Canaan.

At this time, Canaan was not wearing the tattered clothes she wore yesterday, but used the mimicry of the water system to make a set of unpredictable water skirts for herself, one for beauty, and the other for showing the guests her affinity with the water system.

Canaan spoke very quickly, and Angel only had a vague understanding of the demon language, so he only understood the last sentence.

"The owner is here, and your experience journey will begin soon."