Chapter 240 Tolls From Hell

Star Shepherd Demiro rode on the Viper Dragon and commanded the legions to enter the No. 73 Composite Resource Point and Cave in an orderly manner.

When we arrived at the entrance of the cave, there was still no sign of the ferocious wolf dragon. The house must have been ransacked.

Is it a passing magician or a crystal flying dragon swimming nearby?

It's possible. Anyway, the troops sent to garrison the resource points are destined to become consumables on the expense list... How many viper dragons will be left to garrison here later?

As if they were aware that a personnel transfer was about to happen, the snake and scorpion dragons became restless, but the Thousand-Feathered Bird Dragons stood on one foot and rested indifferently. They even had time to groom each other as the only long-range followers under Demiro. Troops, they naturally enjoy treatment comparable to lovers.

Arriving at the cave hall, DeMiro waved his hand and asked the viper dragons to move supplies.

The smart children felt that the results of their next work would determine whether they would stay in this cave to rot in the future or continue to live happily with the Shepherds. They immediately searched the cave with high morale, their scorpion tails raised high.

DeMillo could clearly feel the mood changes of his followers, but he didn't care and motioned for his mount to sit down. The snake-scorpion dragon obediently lowered its body, and the scorpion tail curved into an arc like a roller coaster curve. The tip just fell to the back, serving as Demiro's pillow.

DeMillo closed his eyes and picked out fragments of entertainment from his memory album. But as he looked around, his eyes still fell on the dream that he had browsed a thousand times, but seemed to want to watch a thousand more times in the future.

That was the worst moment of DeMillo's life when he was 13 years old.

De Milo was born in the Lieba family. This surname is meaningless because when he was 11 years old, his family was killed because of his uncle's corruption, and his parents were also implicated. In that era, the nobility and the royal family were like playing a cat and mouse game. It depends on whether I can corrupt or you can catch me quickly.

The young De Milo luckily escaped to the maid's house to avoid legal sanctions, and then smoothly transformed from a noble young master to an orphan taken in by the maid, living in the most filthy and narrow utility room. He quickly became sensible, ate less, worked more, kept his head down, and doubled the hardships he had to endure in the previous ten years in two years.

Apparently fate is a harsh usury, double is just interest. When he was 13 years old, the maid said she had found a suitable apprenticeship and asked two strong men who looked like blacksmiths to take him away. The destination was the famous local "pigeon fish cage".

That's where you buy color.

The male workers called it white pigeon, and the female worker called it grass carp. At that time, De Milo didn't know the origin of the name, but he soon understood.

When the evil gang boss told DeMillo the truth, DeMillo had no fear or other emotions, but accepted the fact calmly. Perhaps when he heard the increasingly frequent complaints from the maid and his wife, and saw the husband's vicious expression and the maid's apologetic eyes, he anticipated that fate would want to take away his principal this time.

As a wanted fugitive, he had the freedom to consent or die.

The gang boss also told him the scope of his next work: in addition to selling his body, a handsome young man like him can also collect intelligence, assassinate important people, and frame people. If he is lucky, he may be attracted by someone who is greedy for his beauty. The rich man bought it... Obviously, part-time and overtime work is the norm here. Now even if he is caught by the police department in the future, he can't say that he is innocent.

With the hope of surviving to become someone's bedding in the future, the troubled teenager walked into one of the rooms on the highest floor of the Pigeon Fish Cage, which was the staff dormitory.

Warm yellow walls, a crackling heater, a few tasteless burgundy sofas, and snacks and drinks scattered randomly on the low tables. Because the floor is the highest, the warm light of the shining star passes through the balcony floor-to-ceiling windows without reservation, providing a stage for the dancing dust.

But the floor is very clean and should be cleaned frequently.

Compared with the utility room, the accommodation conditions have been greatly improved. At least you won't wake up in the middle of the night because of mice visiting the door.

"Hey, your skin is so white!" A tall and plump girl came up to De Milo and reached out to touch the precious legacy left over from the aristocratic life of the previous ten years: "It's smooth and tender, wow..."

"Is there finally a newcomer?" Another cute boy who seemed to be younger than DeMiro jumped up and clenched his hands in excitement: "Am I finally going to become a senior?"

"No, you still seem to be the youngest one." Sitting far away from the sofa, the quiet girl put down the book in her hand, "Drink more milk and grow up quickly."

DeMiro glanced at it. There were no words in the quiet girl's book, only pictures that made people's blood boil... Are you still studying diligently after get off work?

The cute boy had a bitter look on his face: "But the milk is fishy..."

"Ah, I forgot!"

The floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony was pushed open, and a beautiful man who was as exquisite as a sculpture walked into the room. He was wearing a baggy shirt and short shorts, and he was carrying a tray of freshly hung clothes in his hands. He was full of domestic atmosphere but very tempting.

The warm orange light lingered on him greedily, coating him with a sacred color.

Is he a man? Or female? Gender seems to have lost its meaning for a moment.

"The boss just told us in the morning that a new person is coming to the dormitory. At that time, everyone was not awake and there was no time to prepare food. But we started working in the evening. How about we have a welcome party in the afternoon?"

"Is this something worth celebrating?" The quiet girl said what DeMiro also wanted to say.

"Yeah, party!" The tall girl and the cute boy cheered together.

"Are we living in a mixed-gender house?" DeMillo asked the first question after coming in.

"Yeah, the boss said it would be troublesome if there were all men and all women, but if men and women live together, they can supervise each other, at least there won't be so much trouble... He also said that this is his management secret!"

But the risk of mixed gender living is... By the way, we don't care about this risk here.

"Then, it's time to move on to the next step!" The beautiful woman put down the clothes basin casually: "Let me help you choose a good name that sounds good and is suitable for the new couple!"

"Here we go again..." The other three people sighed helplessly.

"It's really time to pick a new name to break away from the past." DeMillo nodded: "After all..."

The beautiful woman smiled and shook her head: "No, the new name is not to abandon the past, but to embrace the future. Think about it, our earliest names were not given by us, but the name is obviously something that will follow us throughout our lives. This How unreasonable. Taking a new name means that we have to take control of our own future and say goodbye to the fate that hates us!"

If he hadn't heard this sentence in the staff dormitory of the Pigeon Fish Cage, perhaps De Milo would have nodded in agreement.

"So you're willing to let me pick a name?"

"As you wish."

"Okay!" The beautiful woman took out a book with crumbled pages from the bookcase. It seemed that it had been read frequently.

DeMillo asked, "What book is this?"

"'Collection of Star Poems.'" The beautiful woman said: "There is a poet who named every star in the sky and gave it various meanings. It is perfect to refer to the names in it!"

"Each one...isn't that thousands?"

"It's not just that! So you can find any good names, such as An Lilian, which means the fragrance of ink on the pages of a book."

The quiet girl tilted her head.

"For example, Roja means the sunshine of joy."

The cute boy raised his head. Although the sun was not shining on him, his whole body still exuded a warm atmosphere.

"For example, Silena means a colorful butterfly."

The tall girl stood on tiptoes and spun around in circles, her skirts twirling and dancing, and she lived up to her name.

"Then...ah, it's decided, Demiro! You will be called Demiro from now on!" The beautiful woman hastily decided on someone's lifelong title.

"Does it have any metaphorical meaning?"

"De Milo, metaphorically means a rock in the rapids." The beautiful woman smiled and said, "It means you will never be knocked down by fate."

"What about you? What's your name?"

An Lilian, Luo Ya, and Silena looked like they were "finally coming."

"And I'm awesome!"

The beautiful woman jumped directly onto the sofa and made an arrogant gesture as if she was about to transform: "'Vos' represents domination, and 'Loda' means conquest. My name is Vosloda, which means It is to dominate destiny and conquer everything!”

It's so stupid that it's beyond description. DeMiro and the other three looked at each other, and the strangers who met for the first time reached a unanimous consensus.

"all in all."

The beautiful woman came over and hugged De Milo intimately, and said with a smile: "De Milo, welcome to your arrival."

After two years, De Milo once again experienced the warm embrace, and his face, which had been completely numb by fate, softened for the first time.

Fate took away all his principal, but approved a loan for him with negative credit.

This was the first meeting between De Milo and Vosloda, and it was also the most important moment in De Milo's life.

Hiss hiss

The sound of the viper dragon rubbing against the ground disturbed De Milo's sweet dream. He opened his eyes and saw his right hand raised at some point, as if he wanted to retain something nihilistic.

Soon, he thought, he would soon know how he felt at that time.

He was close to getting his own heartbeat back.

DeMiro touched his chest, there was nothing there.

This is the toll that must be paid to pass through the six hells. All souls will have all their emotions washed away in hell, and only pure memories can reach the virtual realm. And these dead souls who were 'activated' by the God Lord are just disabled lives born from memory.

Because I have never had a body, I naturally have no heartbeat, let alone emotions.

Even if he turned over the memory and read it countless times, he could not understand the true mood of 'De Milo'. It was like picking someone else's nostrils with his fingers, unable to feel true happiness.

There is a curtain of death between him and his memory.

The only solution is to retrieve the fragments stranded in hell, fill the gaps in the soul, and make the rotten heart beat again.

There is no doubt that this kind of miracle can only be achieved by the God Lord, so he has been fighting for the God Lord from the moment he was born.

Six hells, six fragments, the merits he accumulated can almost be exchanged for the first fragment. At that time, he will probably understand a little bit why Demiro attaches so much importance to the first encounter with Vosloda.

It's almost there, it's almost there. It will be almost there in a few decades. Anyway, more than a thousand years have passed...

De Milo turned around and found that the snake dragons seemed to want to rebel and they didn't even bring over a common resource. How brave they were.

wrong.

At this time, the Shepherd started to look around and found that the ground was covered with a thin layer of powder, but there was no trace of any materials around the cave. In addition, the entire family of the Ferocious Wolf Dragon disappeared neatly, which could only lead to one Maybe the materials were shipped away.

Was it a hostile legion that sneaked over to sweep them up? But this is the hinterland of their Xingtang. Aren't other legions afraid of being annihilated when they come over a long distance? Or is this a prelude to a major invasion?

And the nearest hostile force here is... the Blood Tomb!

Could it be those annoying lunatics from Blood Tomb? In the previous two Six-Nation Wars, De Milo had dealt with the tomb-keepers of the Blood Tomb. It was obvious that everyone was a mutilated soul, but for some reason the tomb-keepers seemed to have lost their brains. In addition, the tomb-keepers of the Blood Tomb It seems like a ghoul army fermented from the sewer...

Buzz!

Suddenly, an unprecedented steel roar came from the cave door. De Milo turned his head and saw a steel monster hitting the door like a storm. The sharp blade at the front cut through the armor of the Viper Dragon like hot butter. In an instant, it ran over the simple defense line formed by the Viper Dragon and rushed towards De Milo. Come!

Thousand feathers volleyed!

With a thought in Demiro's mind, the Thousand-Feathered Bird Dragons rose into the sky at the same time, and dense feather arrows were fired predictably into the open space in front of Demilo. They contain the 'penetrating' magic spirit in their bodies, and each salvo can kill a large number of intellectual creatures!

However, the steel monster slammed on the brakes, and the brake pads made a squeaking sound, exuding a tar-like aroma. The strong inertia allowed it to draw a donut-like arc, stopping just in front of the rain of arrows.

Only a few sparse feather arrows landed on it, but they were also blocked by a transparent protective barrier, protecting the operator inside the monster.

The Viper Dragon quickly formed a defense line in front of De Milo. The most important thing in legion operations was to protect the commander.

The Shepherd looked at the three people in the steel monster, and the moment their eyes touched, the two sides also understood each other's identities.

Is it a magician... So this steel monster is the product of a miracle? Mechanical Engineering? Alchemy department? It may also be from the biological system, maybe it is a vehicle transformed from the Ichthyosaurus...

De Milo had many thoughts in his mind, but this did not hinder his command at all. With a thought, the snake, scorpion dragon and thousand-feathered bird dragon formed an upward, downward and frontward attack, killing the three magicians who had gone astray like a surge.

He has no desire to communicate with his juniors.

Even if the other party is a seeker in the virtual realm like himself, and even if the God Lord does not impose any communication restrictions on him, De Milo still has no interest in saying a word to the future people born more than a thousand years later, even if he knows that he Revealing even a little bit of the Heroic Soul's secret can cause an uproar in reality.

The heroic soul's only wish is to make up for its own imperfections, and nothing else.

As for the real world above hell, the heroic souls are just like lovers who have broken up and blocked each other, stingy with any thoughts they have. There is no expectation, no hatred, only indifference. They don't care what the world they once lived in has become.

Go back to your place, living ones.

Facing the surging monster army, the steel monster roared again, five pipes stretched out from its butt, and there was an explosion sound inside. The pipes spurted out dark green gas, and the vicious air flow almost flooded the entire cave in an instant!

DeMillo, who was facing the pipe of the sports car, was sprayed directly in the face, and his hair was blown up!

buzz buzz

In the heavy roar of the steel monster, there is also a well-spoken common language for magicians: "Ah, it feels so good to run away after farting~"

After waking up from an eternal dream for thousands of years, these were the first human words De Milo heard.