Chapter 687: Lanqi's Flower City Magic Realm Final Battle

District 10 of Posen Demon Realm.

The noise of the rain continued like fireworks.

The advertising lights and giant screens in the building flickered on and off in the rain curtain, dyeing the water curtain into brilliant colors, which were reflected on the wet street, making it look blurry, magnificent and swaying.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The downpour came suddenly at dusk in Huaduparieu, and had been falling for several hours now.

Raindrops hit the pavement all over the flower capital intensively, and in a blink of an eye they gathered into gurgling water, rushing wildly on the slopes, as if they were going to wash away the city or completely submerge it.

Different from the urban area of ​​Parrieux, the Poisen Demon World starting from District 7 on the North Shore has the legacy of the Demon Realm of Herrom in the northern continent. In the heavy rain, row upon row of skyscrapers are brightly lit and their spires are shining, just like a tower. A shining lighthouse.

Located in a mansion in the center of District 10 of Posen Demon Realm.

The sound of rain became very quiet, but the laughter was endless.

A grand midnight banquet is being held here.

There are a lot of demon guests, drinking and drinking among each other.

"I can only eat a little more."

Lan Qi's emerald green eyes flashed with a hint of gold from time to time, and then he picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, he was still telling Thalia in his mind.

Now the six-layer dessert tower beside him is dotted with gold foil macaroons, the crystal clear apple-lime jelly is cut into the shape of an animal forest, the mini soufflés baked with fruit wine are shiny, and they are placed on ice made from the purest mineral springs. On the block, every now and then he would take a piece.

Because it was so late and Thalia was so hungry but couldn't come out, it was torture to stand at the self-service table at the banquet.

So Lan Qi finally compromised and let her eat with her own body, but only this time.

"I know, your taste buds seem to be different from mine. When you eat with your body, sweet things always feel sweeter, and sour things taste more sour."

Thalia chewed Lanqi's body while thinking back to Lanqi.

Maybe it's because he hasn't eaten much, so he hasn't reached the threshold yet.

"..."

Lan Qi did not reply to her words.

He was a little afraid that Thalia would taste the marrow and would like to try it on his body in the future.

"Lodge, in your opinion, does the banquet at this time bother you?"

In a corner of his mansion, Nigel and Ranch were standing at the dining table chatting.

Now that Ranch was using the false identity of Rocky McCarthy, Nigel naturally called him Rocky.

"No, I think it's quite energetic. Although young people can't go around day and night all the time, it's good to celebrate occasionally."

Lan Qi replied casually.

Lan Qi was not surprised by the time of the dinner. The exam week at Purgatory Corridor College was also at night.

It's just that he has been much more tired than before recently, and he is still a little sleepy at this time.

Thalia feels refreshed every day. To a certain extent, he is equivalent to one person bearing the fatigue of two people.

Although he hasn't tried to get Thalia to use her full strength so far, if he really wants her to use up all her mana, he feels that it is possible for him to fall asleep for a day or two.

In this nearly 1,000-square-meter lobby, Ranchi and Nigel looked into the distance and saw a dance party going on.

Seven giant crystal chandeliers hang from the sixteen-meter-high dome, illuminating the hall brightly like stars.

The clothes are fragrant and the people are crowded.

The guests wore custom-made dresses. The men wore silk bow ties with feather trims or flowers on their necklines. The ladies wore long silk and velvet dresses with maple leaf-shaped gems or paintings on the skirts. Fireworks, when the band played the waltz of the devil, the guests danced gracefully, swimming on the black and white marble floor tiles, their skirts flying.

The white wine produced by the border territory of Posennan Yaquidan and the rosé sparkling wine produced by the Kingdom of Aloran were filled into goblets engraved with the Bacchus pattern. From time to time, they made light clinking sounds on the edge of the banquet hall, and the demon clan dignitaries chatted. and looked out the window at the rain curtain.

Demon waiters in black tuxedos shuttled among the demons, carrying silver trays with champagne and desserts.

Lan Qi and Nigel were out of tune with the surrounding guests. They neither danced nor talked to other demons. They just stood at a 20-meter-long self-serve dining table.

"I'm sorry to bring you to such a demon banquet."

Nigel said.

He felt that it would be quite difficult for Lan Qi as a human being here.

Of course, if his relationship in the demon world was better, Lan Qi wouldn't have to stand alone with him.

"Actually, let me tell you, it may only take me a few hours to get to know all the demons at the banquet. I am quite experienced in this kind of banquet."

Ranch said to Nigel.

"Have you ever attended a banquet with demons before?"

Nigel asked curiously.

"I held quite a few meetings in the past."

Lan Qi nodded.

At that time, he was still in Naikalis, the Demon King's City in the ancient demon world.

It's a pity that Thalia didn't have the chance to eat so many delicious foods, which made Hyperion feel even more regretful.

And if Talia is good at taking care of children, she can help him take care of Sigre.

"I am the king of the demon clan, do you want me to take care of the child?"

Thalia asked in his mind.

"Because I have discovered that Huberian is not very good at taking care of children. She will even snatch the child's quilt when she is asleep, and may even kick Sigre out of bed. That's why Sigre said she dreamed of Hugh. Brianne beat her."

Lan Qi sighed, he believed that Thalia had already heard some stories about the last shadow world from Hyperion.

"..."

Thalia knew this very well.

She also often disappears in the middle of her sleep.

"Okay, if you want to come with me, I can help you with the logistics. You can just go and fight the vampires with peace of mind."

She has been a little curious about McCarthy's Restaurant for a long time. It will be a good time to have morning tea, afternoon tea and evening tea, and take care of the children.

"no problem."

Lanci assured.

Next time I go to Shadow World, I will definitely take Thalia in to enjoy it.

Just thinking about the scene of the three of them getting along, they feel so harmonious.

In the banquet hall.

Nigel was quite surprised to hear that Lan Qi had attended several demon banquets.

"Is there such a thing?"

He didn't expect that Lan Qi had met other demons and was familiar with them.

There should be very few demons in the Hutton Kingdom, but he heard that Lan Qi had been to the Northern Continent and was good at challenging the Shadow World, so it was understandable.

"Of course, I also know a thing or two about various demon etiquette."

Lan Qi nodded.

"If Miss Tata were here, you could have a dance with her."

Nigel smiled helplessly.

Although he felt that Ranchi and Tata were always noisy, the relationship between the two was surprisingly good.

"Haha, she... wait, she seems to really know how to do it."

Lan Qi habitually wanted to ridicule Tata, but suddenly realized that she was a princess.

After treating her as the unemployed gray-haired girl next door for a long time, her true identity is often ignored.

"So what if I do? Do you think I will promise you?"

Thalia said in Lanci's mind.

"No, based on our coordination, it is estimated that out of the four steps, each other will step on at least two wrong steps."

The more Lan Qi works with Talia now, the more he feels like the two of them are like sine and cosine functions.

Never get it right.

"Don't you think that just for the sake of cultivating tacit understanding, you should try to ask to be your teacher first?"

Thalia asked again after a moment of silence.

"But there is really no chance now. I can't let you appear out of thin air. Do you actually want to promise me?"

Lan Qi responded helplessly.

"It's a pity today, but on the day of the Fireworks Festival in two days' time, there will be a masquerade event at the Temple of Love. You can invite Tata to go with you."

Nigel suddenly seemed to think of something and mentioned.

"..."

Lan Qi was speechless for a moment and looked at Nigel.

And Tata in his heart stopped talking, as if waiting to see how he should continue.

As we all know, the biggest gap between top laners is the jungle gap.

And Ranchi felt this gap at the beginning of today.

"What's wrong?"

Nigel always felt as if Lan Qi was facing someone just now, and his unintentional words brought him down.

"By the way Nigel, is your full name Nigel Quilston?"

Lan Qi changed the topic rather abruptly, making Nigel a little stunned.

Although Nigel's reputation in the Posen Demon World is not very good, most of the demons still give him corresponding respect here, and even call him Mr. Quilston.

At Lord Perlman Quilston's dinner, even Astros, the lord of District 7, did not come to specifically trouble Nigel and Butler Lodge.

However, Astros still couldn't help but come over and taunt Nigel. Nigel's face was expressionless, and Astros was taken away by Eureka, the lord of District 8, a gentle and bespectacled demon lady.

"Yes, I was adopted and taught by Teacher Perlman since I was a child. He is also like an adoptive father to me."

Nigel admitted.

“Then Ciara Quilston, whose birthday is today, is more like your adopted sister?”

Lan Qi looked at a girl far away in the hall who was often greeted by demons as if she were being praised by stars, and asked Nigel.

"..."

Nigel didn't deny it, but he didn't nod either, just like Wuyan called him his adopted sister.

"It's my sister's birthday. As a brother, you should go and say hello no matter what."

Lan Qi patted his back and pushed him away.

He could see that Nigel was somewhat unwilling to face the teacher’s daughter Siara.

But he also discovered that Nigel looked at Siara several times, and Siara also looked at Nigel several times, but their eyes never met.

"The accident was not your fault. If my guess is correct, it was you who protected Siara, right?"

Lan Qi looked at Nigel who couldn't push even an inch, and continued.

It is said that when Nigel killed his sister who was cursed and turned crazy, his sister Siara was also present.

Obviously, if Nigel did not choose to do this cruelly, Siara, the sister, would also die.

"It doesn't change the outcome and the hurt Ciara feels inside."

Nigel lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Your decisiveness and determination actually saved her. There is no need to blame yourself. Tragedy did happen. Time cannot be turned back. Some things cannot be changed in a lifetime, but it is not your fault that this tragedy happened. "

Ranchi was still patting Nigel on the back, as if he would keep patting Nigel if he didn’t leave today.

"You gotta figure this out, okay."

"..."

Nigel glanced at Lan Qi with a complicated expression and nodded. His dark eyes, which had always been deep, finally looked at the glow in the distance where Siara was.

At this time, Lan Qi also sighed in his heart.

"Don't you still do good things sometimes? Why does Xiubao get so scared if you keep doing this?"

Talia discovered that Lan Qi's strange emotional communication ability was like a cult leader when used poorly, and like a little angel when used well.

She kept looking at Lan Qi.

To some extent, Lan Qi's condition has improved a lot compared to his condition in the first half of the year.

For other people, growth means moving closer to the truth and the gods, but for Lan Qi, everything is the opposite. His growth may mean gradually taking off the cloak of gods and becoming like a human being.

After Xiubao's continuous efforts, Lan Qi has gotten much better.

"I've been doing good things."

Lan Qi replied in his heart.

It’s hard to count how many good deeds he has done over the past year, and he can hardly write down the list of his merits.

"..."

Thalia felt that Hubao still had a long way to go.

When necessary, she had to help Xiubao discipline Lan Qi.

In the hall where people sing and sing.

Nigel, who had changed from his usual military uniform to a formal dress, walked among the shadows of the fragrant clothes, without squinting, only seeing the beautiful shadow in the distance.

The girl was wearing a lavender dress, like a wisteria flower, which was particularly dazzling among the demon guests.

The young man walked towards her slowly, attracting the attention of the guests present.

The girl was keenly aware of the young man's arrival.

When she turned around and saw that familiar and handsome face, she couldn't help but open her eyes in surprise.

She never expected that he would actually come towards her.

However, I just made up my mind.

Nigel walked over.

The pace suddenly stopped.

He stopped again because of a sight.

When the ball was at its most exciting moment, a mysterious man walking down from the top of the stairs attracted the attention of all the guests.

He was wearing a navy blue classical dress, and the cane behind his back glowed softly under the candlelight.

Mr. Perlman came down.

His gentle smiling eyes seemed to be asking Nigel what he wanted to do?

Nigel's steps felt like they were stuck in mud and he could no longer move.

He personally killed one of his mentor's daughters, and now he wanted to shamelessly touch another daughter. His mentor's gentle smile was like torture to him, making him feel like his whole body was sinking.

Perlman quickly looked away from his beloved disciple and looked at the guests present.

As the lord of District 10, Perlman has a slender and tall figure, like a sculpture. Every step he takes is very calm. Even from a distance, you can feel the tolerance and majesty in his eyes.

Although he looked only in his thirties, his appearance made him look more mature, and no one would doubt that he had actually lived for hundreds of years.

When Pearlman, the host of the banquet, walked down to the banquet hall on the first floor, the originally noisy banquet fell silent for an instant.

The band suddenly stopped playing.

The guests made way for him one after another, with awe on their faces and their heads lowered, deliberately avoiding eye contact with him.

He came to the world like a god, and like the bright moon rising in the dark night, dwarfing all the demons present.

When Perlman slowly walked to the center of the dance floor, Nigel stared at the teacher's figure intently. Just like many years ago, he could not figure out what the teacher was thinking or every attitude of the teacher.

Perlman, who attracted all the attention, had a pale complexion, and his hat covered his demon features. Only the tips of his ears made him look more like a demon.

The short hair seemed to be combed into a meticulous back, and the white hair was exposed at the temples under the brim of the hat.

Perlman nodded slightly to the demons.

When all the demons were waiting in silence, the mysterious demon lord finally spoke.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen."

He looked around at the guests present, his eyes burning brightly,

"Thank you all for coming here tonight to attend my little girl's birthday party."

His voice was low and magnetic, like the timbre of a cello, and seemed to hypnotize them.

The faces of the demons were still immersed in the joyful feast just now, and they were not whispering to the demons beside them, or nodding with a smile.

"But I believe everyone knows that many years ago I had a daughter who eventually died due to the curse of the great wizard Parroni."

When he finished speaking, the air froze.

Many demons present could not help but glance in the direction of Siara, or at Nigel.

Siara's original expression instantly became complicated, until she slowly lowered her head.

She and her sister are twins.

When I was a child, every birthday was celebrated with them.

It wasn't until later that it became hers.

But she didn’t know why her father would mention his deceased sister at this moment——

Because Nigel's eyes were already filled with a hint of fear when he looked at her.

It was like when he saw her, he simultaneously thought of his sister whose head was beheaded by his own hands.

"Since then, Siara's birthday party has become much more deserted. Not only have I lost a beloved daughter, but even my beloved disciple, who I regard as my own, has also left me."

Lord Perlman continued, there was no trace of anger in his voice, but instead it was filled with relief and a hint of imperceptible self-mockery.

"I believe everyone knows that a hundred years ago, when the demon world of the northern continent still existed and the war had not yet begun, I crossed the sea to try to break the prejudice between humans and demons and create a society where humans and demons can coexist and live in harmony."

He seemed to remember his ideals and passion when he was young, and missed it very much.

The demons nodded slightly and paid tribute.

The efforts of Lord Perlman are obvious to all.

The reason why there is such a Persian demon world now can be said to be a great decisive factor of Perlman's contribution.

"I have said so much today, I want to reveal a fact to everyone."

Perlman tapped his cane lightly, and a magic projection screen slowly appeared on the wall of the banquet hall behind him.

He stopped talking and just pressed his cane, waiting for the image behind him to proceed.

The demons all looked at it in confusion.

The perspective followed a mysterious figure in a dark gray cloak.

A corner of the screen showed 3:26 in the morning.

That is now.

But the surrounding buildings were not the Bosen Demon Realm, but the South Bank of the Flower City Pariel, which they felt quite familiar with.

Continuous thunder often exploded in the dark sky, and bean-sized raindrops poured down, splashing countless water on the empty streets.

The figure walked on the square in front of the South Bank City Hall with an umbrella.

He moved quickly, and the subtle sound of the friction of the cloth was quickly blown away by the night wind. When the street lamp illuminated his figure again, he had turned into a researcher in white.

The mysterious figure walked quickly across the square, flashed behind an inconspicuous door behind the City Hall, and then closed the umbrella and appeared in the City Hall.

His skills and behavior made the demons in the banquet hall look at each other in surprise.

It stands to reason that the barrier of the Flower City Pariel City Hall is not so easy to pass through, and the act of forcibly entering the City Hall is obviously a crime.

They didn't know what Lord Perlman wanted them to see at this moment.

In the picture, a mysterious figure disguised as a researcher walked to an office on the basement floor of the city hall. He came to the wall and quickly pressed a series of complex codes on the stone brick surface.

As the last code was entered, the wall silently rotated like a Rubik's Cube, revealing a deep corridor hidden behind it.

He walked inside, and the wall quietly closed behind him, tightly fitting, as if it had never been opened. Then he walked through corridors and turned a few bends to enter a transport ladder.

Accompanied by a period of dimness when falling, a magic lamp that flickered every few meters was embedded. The sound finally dissipated and isolated, revealing a new space.

The several-meter-high door in front of him was made of cold and hard magic-forbidden steel, with thick curse marks attached to the outside. It was like breathing, lighting up and extinguishing regularly.

And this figure, as if knowing the password, touched the magic input device on one side and swiped the secret key on it.

The light on the door suddenly became dazzling, and then turned into countless fragments, flying and circling in the air, and finally dissipated into the thick darkness like a gorgeous firework, and the forbidden magic steel door suddenly opened.

At this moment, white light filled the screen.

From the end of the dim underground passage, a huge research institute appeared in front of us.

The interior of the pure white-painted research institute was like heaven, but it was also like a secret space that was tightly sealed and locked. The light was intertwined, and there were blurry figures of researchers in the depths.

They all looked at the source, as if wondering why the researcher came so late.

However.

The mysterious figure did not answer them.

He just walked straight into the underground building and looked around, letting the scene of the mysterious research institute full of disharmony fill the screen.

Under the pale light, even in the middle of the night, several researchers in white coats were concentrating on working in front of the measurement and control research table.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of medicine and blood. Not only were there sophisticated magic instruments being assembled, but also deformed specimens soaked in solution.

"What is this?"

"The bodies of our demons?"

"Shouldn't all the berserkers be cremated?"

This made many demons who were watching the live broadcast in the banquet hall of the Perlman mansion cover their mouths and exclaim.

Because these deformed specimens were not humans, but deformed and berserker cursed demons.

According to the report of the Senate, the berserker demons who were finally executed should have been cremated to eliminate all the "infection" possibilities that made the demons uneasy. Unexpectedly, so many berserker demon bodies were sent here.

At this moment.

The researchers in the institute seemed to feel something was wrong.

The researchers who suddenly came at an inappropriate time seemed to have been swapped.

Logically speaking, the existence of their institute should not be exposed, and no researcher would be caught.

Some researchers wanted to sound the alarm immediately.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The mysterious figure didn't need to do anything, just chuckled, and a strange dark blue flame suddenly rose from the shadow under his feet, flying out as if it had life, and the flames circled in the air, engulfing the terrified researchers in an instant.

When the dark blue flames went out, the researchers had turned into charred debris on the ground.

And the figure with terrifying magic power turned back into a mysterious man in a gray cloak.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt meat and sulfur, and the ground was cracked by the burns.

The slaughter has just begun.

The mysterious man took a step, rampaging in the charred corpses, splattered blood and alarms, and the entire institute turned into a purgatory on earth in the sea of ​​fire.

Nigel stared at the scene in the banquet hall with his eyes wide open.

Although he didn't know that there was such an underground institute on the south bank of Pariel, the other party's skilled disguise and stealth only made him vaguely think of a dangerous existence he had fought with.

Until the deep blue curse flame appeared, he finally confirmed that the other party was the culprit who spread the curse in Pariel, the flower city, recently!

Tonight, the other party took advantage of his coming to the Bosen Demon Realm, not only did not think of attacking him at the banquet, but instead sneaked into the city of the flower city, and even the south bank where the Senate was located.

Nigel didn't stop for a moment and wanted to break out of the banquet hall.

However, just as he wanted to leave, he felt his feet were bound by a huge force.

He raised his head.

He saw that he was locked in Perlman's sight.

Perlman's silent silence seemed to want Nigel to watch it all.

"..."

Nigel's hand, which was about to clench the dagger on the inside of his coat, finally reluctantly let it go.

Or even if he rushed back to the south bank now, it would be too late.

The scene continued.

The mysterious figure in the gray cloak dragged the body of a senior researcher and walked indifferently through this museum-like purgatory. Along the way, there were internal organs floating in glass jars, and there were living bodies in those life-support capsules.

Straight to the deepest part of the research institute.

A heavy forbidden door, the forbidden magic steel was covered with sealing spells.

This time.

He lifted the broken research chief, aimed his eyes at the scanning magic guide, and inserted the key on the research chief into the groove on the side of the door.

Several forbidden doors twisted open.

The space inside this secret room was completely different from the outside world.

The black walls covered with frost swallowed up most of the light and echo, and even a trace of breathing could not be found.

There was only the oppressive silence and the bottomless black.

In the center of the room, several pillar-like forbidden magic steels extended upward, connecting the chains. The runes on the steel pillars flashed with faint red light spots in the darkness.

At the end of the chain, a black mechanical book was wrapped in layers.

Just one glance could confirm that it was a book-shaped magic device, a forbidden object that could overturn the common sense of the world.

Several layers of barriers flowed around the book, appearing and disappearing.

The mysterious figure approached the magic book and summoned the deep blue flame again. The iron chain broke with a sound, and the barrier was shattered inch by inch.

As the flames went out, he slowly reached out and took off the incomplete dangerous magic device.

"..."

Under the hood of the cloak, the corners of the mysterious figure's mouth rose slightly.

He knew how to use this magic device very well. Even if the corners of the book were missing a few pieces like a broken Rubik's Cube, they gradually revived in his hands.

The book is completely black, so dark that it swallows up the light, as if it was condensed from the darkness of the endless abyss, and yet it is also like a living thing.

After the cover of the book is opened, it turns into a door to an unknown realm. Dense alchemical lines are winding and circling on the cover of the book, as if they will fly off the cover of the book in the next moment and turn into a terrifying monster.

The spine of the giant book is inlaid with dark red eyeballs, which keep turning up and down, dim and lightless, like several grains of coagulated blood.

[Parroni's Grudge Record]

[Category: Magic Device]

[Grade: Red Legend (Damaged)]

[Class: 8]

[Effect: Under the premise of knowing the true name and understanding the contract structure, the demon holding the contract can be cursed. The cursed demon has a chance to enter a super frenzy state of burning life under great mental pressure. Because the magic device is damaged, its effect is not stable and cannot be directed to cast spells. 】

【Note: There is no forgiveness, no relief. My hatred and anger are burning in hell. One day, they will rush out of hell to burn the world, burn this dirty world, and exterminate this fallen race. 】

At this moment, before the picture changes again, panicked screams broke out in the banquet hall of Perlman's mansion.

"Is the legend of the great wizard Parroni true?"

"The Senate did not destroy the book, but hid it for research? What exactly do they want to do? To enslave us completely!"

"Then the reason why the curse has not been eradicated for hundreds of years, the culprit turned out to be the greedy humans in the Senate?!"

The demons who have lived in the Bosen Demon Realm for a long time are deeply afraid of this magic device and the story of the great wizard Parroni.

Even Nigel's pupils stared at the picture and trembled.

"How is it possible?"

There are still a few demons who are more friendly to humans who questioned, their eyes full of disbelief.

"This is exactly what is happening right now."

Perlman's tone was calm, as if he was stating a simple fact.

He tapped the ground with his cane again.

The glass curtain wall outside the mansion and the public giant screen in the city were also projected uniformly. The night screens in the entire 10th district of the Bosen Demon Realm all projected such a ridiculous picture at the same time, announcing it to all residents of the Demon Realm.

"The research institute secretly raised by the Senate a hundred years ago has been studying the remaining components of [Parroni's Grudge] and assembling and repairing it into a gradually controllable state, but the curse it exudes has also been polluting this land for many years."

Perlman pursed his thin lips lightly, with a meaningful sneer at the corner of his mouth,

"I once naively thought that humans and demons could coexist harmoniously. I kept pursuing it and compromising for it. The dream that was about to be realized over the years also blinded me like a bubble. Until it completely shattered, I am finally convinced that humans are stupid and despicable creatures. Once their desires begin to ferment, they can never stop. For this, they can become something more terrifying than demons. The price I paid, looking back today. , I don’t regret it, because it made me see a lot of things clearly.”

There was helplessness, regret, and indescribable anger in his voice.

Looking at the surprised faces of the guests present, Perlman had a cold smile at the end of his eyes.

"The shadow of Posen has shrouded our heads, and this dance will probably end here."

The guests in the audience looked flustered and their faces were ashen, and the originally lively and joyful dance became solemn and depressing.

But I don’t know what to do.

When they looked at Perlman again, the faces of the demons were full of pleading, hoping that he could provide a solution.

But he just looked around, still looking calm and composed. Under the magic screen, a dark and unclear expression appeared on his handsome face.

"This is the crime of the Senate. I am gathering everyone here today because I want everyone to see the truth! There is no need for us demons to live under the protection of this group of humans anymore."

Perlman's rhythm seemed to arouse emotions, making the eyes of the demons present filled with angry flames.

"Today I want to introduce to you the true king of our demon clan."

He waved his cane and pointed at the screen in the banquet hall.

only saw.

The cloaked figure holding the book took off her hood, and her silver hair fell down. She looked back slightly, allowing people to see her blue eyes.

There was an evil smile on her lips.

And this face once again triggered exclamations in the banquet hall.

because.

This demon clan is very famous in their Posen Kingdom.

There is a painting collected in Platinumson Palace, which is based on her——

"sleeping Beauty"!

"She is the last royal family of the orthodox demon world, the Great Demon Clan Ifatia! She will lead us to restore the country in Posen! We are witnesses of human sins, they are betrayers, we are the betrayed, and cannot be forgiven. There is no forgiveness, only revenge!”

Perlman raised his hands high, and his resolute and inspiring voice was like steel pouring into the hearts of the demons, directing great anger and leading them to victory.

Even Talia in Lanci's spiritual world became restless.

Because the face of the demon holding the cursed magic book in the picture is exactly the Duchess in the portrait of Huberli's family, and she is also the most precious sister in her memory!

"No, this is not my sister, it is the spreader of the curse disguised as her!"

Thalia yelled anxiously in Lanci's heart.

"Calm down Thalia, if you want to show up, you can only fight for three minutes at most."

Lan Qi said to Thalia in the spiritual world in a steady voice.

Now we must first observe the situation, and if we rashly attempt to subdue the opponent, our chances of winning are very low.

Even if the two of them were to take action tonight, they still had to consider how to do the most and complete the decisive mission within the limited fighting time.

After hearing Lan Qi's words, Talia thought for a moment and gradually calmed down.

Now thinking about the whole story, they also figured out one thing.

Mr. Perlman and the curse spreaders are in the same group.

Their goal is to overthrow the Senate and initiate rebellion to take control of the Poisson Kingdom.

Originally, the biggest resistance to this approach was the United Kingdom Council and the Kingdom Alliance in the entire eastern region.

Even if Perlman and the Curse Spreaders really succeed, the allies of the Posen Kingdom will assist the Posen Senate in launching a battle of recapture. They, the Posen Demon Realm, have no way to fight against the giant of the United Kingdom Council.

But this time is also very delicate.

It was as if a prophet had predicted the time when war would break out in the Southern Continent.

Once the Creation Empire in the south goes to war, the Federation of Kingdoms will be too busy to take care of itself, and there will definitely be no spare power to assist the original ruler of Posen!

Compared to Lan Qi’s estimated time for the war in the Southern Continent, it was still slightly ahead of schedule.

Without the interference and variables of the Prophet, the actions of Perlman and the Curse Spreaders might have started a little later.

But it doesn't hurt now.

An unprecedented turmoil in the Posen Kingdom will begin tonight.

Perlman looked around the audience with a haughty expression, as if he was admiring the expression on the demon's face.

"Perlman, don't go too far!"

At this moment, a cold female voice broke the silence.

The demons followed the sound and saw a woman in a pure white dress standing at the other end of the hall.

Her waist-length silver-white hair fell down like a waterfall, and her eyes were a light ice blue, glowing with anger like crystals.

The person who spoke out was none other than Etiou, the demon lord of District 9 who had been silent for a long time.

"She is not Ifatiya at all!"

Etiou pointed at the figure on the screen.

There must be some powerful demon who disguised himself as Ifatia through transformation magic, and conspired with Perlman to lead the demon tribe in the name of Ifatia.

For such a crime, even if Ifatiya really comes back, she will never be able to return to the normal life she wants, and will be infamy forever!

Then her more than ten years of hard work and her dream of growing old together with Milaya were all in vain.

"oh?"

Perlman's eyes seemed to be asking, what qualifications do you have to assert that she is not?

The demons in the banquet hall saw the two eighth-level demon lords confronting each other, looking left and right, not knowing who to believe.

As everyone knows, Lord Etiou is the demon who knows the Duchess of Migaiya, Ifatia, best in the Person Demon Realm.

Her words are very credible.

But today the situation has come to this point.

To a certain extent, it is no longer important whether the demon who controls the [Record of Parroni's Grudge] is the real Ifatia.

Many demons began to retreat and wanted to leave the banquet hall.

And Perlman did not stop them, but instead signaled the servants in the mansion to evacuate the demons in the banquet hall today.

Not long after, only a small number of figures who still wanted to see the end were left in the banquet hall.

"Perlman, you keep saying you want to lead Pariel. I always admired you, but now you want to start with war and dictatorship, and even tarnish the reputation of Ifatia. How did you fall to this state!"

Etiou asked him with suppressed anger.

Perlman smiled sarcastically when he heard this.

"Etiou, you are still as naive as ever, because you have not experienced the moment when I felt everything was broken, so you certainly don't understand the choice I made at this moment."

He tilted his head and said to Etiou with his cane.

"Wrong logic! Wrong is wrong, right is right!"

Aitio shouted sternly,

"I really can't understand you, but I will never allow you to lead Flower City Pariel and the demons astray!"

Before she finished speaking, 22 long ice cones had already condensed beside her and flew towards Perlman. The magic screen that was originally suspended in the air in the banquet hall was instantly shattered into pieces, and turned into countless fragments under this terrifying magic.

However, just as her ice cones were about to reach Perlman, they dissipated in an instant under the influence of a telekinesis, and the stone bricks on the floor of the mansion also lit up under Aitio's feet.

I saw silver light flashing, and Aitio's figure suddenly stagnated, bound by the invisible barrier shackles.

"It seems that we can't make sense."

Perlman looked at Aitio with a cold look, as if he had seen something boring,

"If you die here, she will be Ifatia."

Aitio's face changed slightly, and she felt the forbidden barrier of the mansion and knew that this venue was not suitable for fighting.

"Don't use force in my home."

He raised his cane and tapped it again. An invisible telekinesis instantly made Etiou feel a hundred times the gravity, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Etiou gritted her teeth, trying to break through the shackles of the barrier, but the next second, another telekinesis was applied to her fiercely.

The formal attack of the two eighth-level demon lords plunged the entire hall into chaos. The remaining demons were panicking and stumbling towards the door, knocking over tables full of delicious food, and glassware fell to the ground and shattered. Some demons were so frightened that they stood stiff on the ground like dust, their legs trembling constantly, as if they were cast into a spell of immobilization.

But Perlman didn't seem to want to hurt them. After suppressing Etiou, he didn't attack again, giving the demons enough time to leave the mansion, and even escape further to a safe place.

Until the mansion became almost empty again.

The crystal chandelier above the head was also shaky, and the wine and food on the table fell to the ground, and champagne spilled all over the floor.

"Oh, by the way, Ifatia has a daughter who can prove Ifatia's identity."

Perlman said to Etiou as if he had thought of something.

He walked over and looked at the embarrassed Etiou with a playful look in his eyes.

But the ridiculous thing is that when everything is settled, her daughter will probably be in trouble and will be drowned by the curses first, and there is no chance to prove that her mother is not her mother.

"You dare to harm Hyperion... Don't forget that she has an aunt, Princess Talia will not let you go!"

Etiou gritted his teeth and stared at Perlman stubbornly.

"Oh? The princess whose whereabouts are unknown?"

Perlman seemed to see through Etiou's mind,

"Instead of pinning your hopes on a princess who has not appeared for a hundred years and whose life and death are unknown, you might as well pray that other great demons will stop me."

"You are also a demon with a daughter, how can you do such a thing."

Etiou's face was pale and his hands were shaking.

She must not lose today, otherwise she dare not imagine what will happen to the Flower City, the Persian Palace, and Hyperion.

But at this moment she is at an absolute disadvantage, and Perlman has not even fought her seriously.

All she knows is that Perlman is a magician with telekinesis as the main and spirit as the secondary.

The difference between spirit and telekinesis is that spirit controls creatures from the inside, while telekinesis controls creatures from the outside.

For example, spirit magic cannot make units that cannot fly take off, but telekinesis magic can control units to float in the air.

And spirit magic can often cause some special interference other than action control, such as mental disturbance, which is something that telekinesis magic cannot do.

And telekinesis can resist and break free through force, but it is difficult to control warriors. Spirit magic can easily control warriors, but it is difficult to affect mages and priests with high spell resistance and special creatures.

Mastering spirit and telekinesis at the same time will produce a reaction that is almost absolutely irresistible. It requires both physical and magical attributes to fight Perlman.

After the actual fight, Etiou felt that Perlman was unfathomable and could not resist his terrifying telekinesis.

"Nigel, do you know the whole story?"

During a brief silence, Perlman looked at Nigel, who stood for a long time at the side of the banquet hall with his head down.

"..."

Nigel clenched his fist, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand were throbbing.

"I have never blamed you for leaving me and even going to the Senate. You are very much like me when I was young, innocent and passionate, firm but may be firm in the wrong direction. Over the years, I hope you can see what kind of existence humans are."

Perlman put his cane behind his back again and taught Nigel.

"Nigel..."

Etiou originally prayed that Nigel could help him.

Nigel, a seventh-level demon warrior, has a strong physical fitness. As long as he is willing to help her, he can serve as the front row and cooperate with her in the battle.

But if you put yourself in Nigel's shoes, you will find that he is also filled with uncontrollable anger and even confusion.

Etiou just feels hopeless.

The synchronized images on the crystal screens of the 10th district of the Person Demon Realm and the banquet hall continue.

The curse spreader in the research institute gently stroked the magic book with his slender and bony fingers. He kept turning the dark red pages and chanted the ancient demon spells between his lips and teeth.

Until this moment, the spell was finally completed.

The invisible force penetrated the book and surged upward like an exploding black mist, as if there were millions of entangled and wailing undead screaming in the ears.

...

At the same time.

It was approaching four o'clock.

In the heavy rain, the night of the Flower City Pariel was darker than usual.

The Count of Asturias in Pariel District 2.

Countess Rosalinda looked out the French window in her nightgown and felt that something was wrong.

There is a chilling atmosphere permeating the city.

"The fog is so heavy tonight."

The rain was so fierce that it seemed to dissolve everything in the world in this dark rainy night.

Although a rainstorm warning had been issued, the communication on the south bank seemed to be temporarily out of order.

She wanted to contact the Marquis of Lesais in the Senate, but she couldn't get through for a while.

Looking into the distance, the surface of the Selina River was ups and downs due to the rain, as if it was boiling.

And the buildings standing on the riverside were hidden in the rain curtain, leaving only vague outlines, turning into a mirage in the rainy night.

Different from the north bank.

The ground on the south bank of the Flower City Pariel was covered with dark clouds, gathering layer by layer as if summoned, covering the last ray of silver moonlight.

The strong wind mixed with the roar of thunder and lightning whistled past, and the heavy rain poured down, and the raindrops hit the empty cobblestone streets.

The sky was torn apart by ominous blood-red lightning, and the lightning reflected half of the sky red, illuminating the bloody cross on the top of the iron tower of Notre Dame de Parière.

Deafening thunder exploded, and the earth trembled, and cracks spread like giant spider webs on the brick buildings.

The next second, countless human-shaped black shadows broke out of the buildings in Huadu. They were twisted and deformed, half human and half beast, and they let out a shrill howl mixed with giggles, and their blood-red eyes were beating with bloodthirsty madness.

These irrational cursed demons ran wildly in the rainstorm like a tide, smashing the glass windows of roadside shops, breaking into the doors, dragging terrified children out of their beds, and gnawing and devouring them amid their cries.

They waved their claws and chopped at the fleeing men, women, old and young, and blood splashed in the rain, forming a smelly river of blood.

Shrill screams echoed in the thunder.

The fire was rising in the thunder and lightning, fighting against the rainstorm. The whole sky was shrouded in a strange orange halo, gradually crossing the river and spreading to the north bank.

The once prosperous Crystal Orchid Street was instantly reduced to a purgatory on earth. Among the broken walls and ruins, the crazy demons danced crazily among the piles of corpses and fought with the police officers and knights.

"The native demons of the north and south continents are so stupid that they even want to coexist with humans..."

The culprit of all this, the silver-haired figure holding the magic device, hummed a tune and walked leisurely among the ruins and corpses.

His destination was the Senate.

Although the city defense barrier was already suppressing the large-scale outbreak of crazy demons in the urban area, it gradually began to overload.

Even if he wanted to take action now, he didn't have to worry too much about the attack and suppression effect of the large-scale city defense facilities.

Tonight.

The Flower City will fall into darkness forever, and there will be no dawn.

…

Person District 10, Lord Perlman's mansion banquet hall.

Etiou looked at the scene anxiously, but at this moment, just fighting against Perlman's telekinesis made her feel extremely stressed.

She knew what the other party's purpose was.

As long as the city defense center secret key was snatched from the mansions of the three dukes of the Senate and the three secret keys were taken to the city defense center of South Bank District 1, the barrier could be closed!

At that time, no one would be able to fight Perlman and the mysterious evil demon disguised as Ifatia.

Although the three dukes all have seventh-level guardians, the city defense barrier is now overloaded. The demon on the south bank seems very strong, and it is not difficult to break through the guardian's defense line and grab the secret key.

What's worse is that Nigel, the guardian of Tiffany, is not around at all.

Nigel may even turn against him.

"Etio, if you are willing to join us, I promise you will not harm Hyperion. If Ifatia returns by then, we will also hand over the throne directly to her, because I believe that you are here, We can coexist with her, but if you insist on being my enemy, then I can only say goodbye to you today with great regret."

Perlman looked at Atio and said.

"Perlman..."

Atio knew that Perlman's words were very seductive. He knew her too well and came here because of the obstacles where she might compromise.

But if she really agrees to Perlman, it would be tantamount to betraying Sister Ifatia!

Just when Atio was preparing for the worst, he fought to the death with Perlman.

Nigel was seen holding a short knife, with a faint red light on the dark blade, as if it had been charging for a long time.

Before Perlman could react, the blade was already whizzing towards him.

The direction of the chop was Perlman!

Etiou seized the opportunity, and icy blue lightning fell from the sky, almost freezing the earth.

"Oh? Nigel?"

Pearlman gently touched Nigel's dagger with his cane and said in surprise.

The ice thunder was also blocked by him easily raising his other hand.

Even fighting Nigel and Atio still seemed easy.

After he blocked Nigel's blade, the glass of the banquet hall behind him also shattered and fell like a rain curtain. Clear sections were cut out of the walls of the mansion and began to move and collapse.

Amidst the sound of collapse, heavy rain gradually fell from the sky, no longer blocked by the mansion, and hit Nigel's body, making his brown hair wet.

"Teacher, you have fallen."

Nigel said in a firm and hoarse voice, just like when he beheaded his adopted sister, he was also ready to kill his master at this moment.

"All I know is that that dangerous guy is a demon who cannot be friends."

He drew his sword and dived with a loud sound.

No matter how big the sin, he was ready to bear it, but he couldn't let the teacher make another mistake again.

"Don't you feel guilty about attacking your master?"

Perlman asked with a smile.

No matter how swaying the rain was, it couldn't get close to him.

He connected Nigel's sword with his cane, just like he practiced swordplay with Nigel many years ago.

"..."

Nigel stopped talking and focused on fighting.

"I'm relieved and sad."

Perlman shook his head in disappointment, his eyes becoming colder, and he was sure that no words could sway Nigel.

Immediately afterwards.

Nigel seemed to be under mental control, his movements directly transformed, and he headed towards Perlman's cane.

Upon seeing this, Aiteo wanted to apply an ice crystal shield to him.

"Do not bother me!"

Nigel roared, gritted his teeth and twisted his wrist with all his strength, and with the sound of bones shattering, he placed the dagger in front of him. With such majestic momentum, he actually used his flesh and blood to build a solid barrier for Etio. barrier.

Aiti understood this in his heart, and this time, an even more frightening cold air gathered around the ruins of the mansion.

The clouds were rolling, snowflakes were falling, and the entire Posen Demon Realm seemed to be involved in an unprecedented snowstorm.

Perlman was slightly surprised.

Countless ice picks were whizzing in from all directions, each one sharp and sharp. Pearlman's telekinesis was actually blocked by these ice picks all over the sky.

The next second, the sky collapsed!

Countless strands of ice-blue lightning fell from the sky and intertwined with the ice cones on the ground to form a network, which was bound to imprison Perlman in this ice and snow purgatory forever.

Nigel ignored the injury at all and stood in front. His short sword danced and turned into shadows of swords in the sky. In conjunction with the ice thunder from Aiteo behind him, the attack became more fierce.

In an instant, thoughts, ice crystals, and red shadows collided and intertwined in this dim rainy night!

Wherever this force passed, buildings collapsed and streets cracked. The entire center of District 10 seemed to be crumbling in this battle!

…

On top of a skyscraper several kilometers away from the center of the battlefield.

Thunder and lightning roared, and the wind howled.

Two figures stood there, holding their breath and looking at the earth-shattering scenery in the distance.

The night sky where heavy rain fell was dyed a strange purple-red color, like the last afterimage before the end.

In the center of the eighth-level battlefield, the 10th area of ​​Posen Demon Realm was shrouded in a purgatory of ice and snow.

The city turned into a trembling earth in their confrontation.

Astros and Eureka, the lords of Areas 7 and 8, were still hesitant and watched the battle from a distance on the Ferris wheel without joining the battlefield.

Even from such a long distance, they could clearly feel the terror of that power.

Every time the mind power collides with the ice thunder, a strong wind will be set off in the void, blowing the corners of their clothes loudly.

They felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the world was about to fall apart in the contest between the two eighth-level demons.

"Is this an eighth-level battle?"

Astros muttered to himself, his voice full of trance.

"Yes, this is the realm of gods. I can't imagine that if two beings at the top of the eighth level fight, the entire Posen Demon World will be wiped out in a short time..."

Eureka said shakily.

First of all, it would be difficult for them to escape from this kind of battlefield. Secondly, they are also very hesitant.

Perlman and Atio had different opinions. They originally wanted to support Perlman in rebuilding the glory of the demon clan.

But after Nigel's words, they also felt that the guy who was suspected of actively spreading the curse was very dangerous. If they surrendered to him, they didn't know what their fate would be.

"If all three secret keys in the hands of the three dukes of the Senate were taken, the city defense of the Flower City Pariah would fall into the control of Perlman, and there would be no fight at all."

Lord Eureka of District 8 analyzed.

"I listen to you."

Asteros shook his head.

Now the entire South District is full of crazy demons, and the city defense barrier is overloaded.

But the execution troops, army, police, etc. are fighting against the crazy demons in all parts of the Flower City.

If the eighth-level demons on the south bank get the secret key before the barrier is restored, and go to the city defense center of South Bank District 1 to tamper with the instructions, everything will be over.

Similarly, no one in the south can fight against the eighth-level demons now.

"The condition for Nigel and Etiou to win is to defeat Lord Perlman and the mysterious demons at the same time before the Flower City falls."

Eureka continued to speak in a deep voice.

The defense battle of Huadu City, which is comparable to the eighth-level shadow world, has begun.

And Perlman only needs to stop Etiou and Nigel in the 10th area of ​​the Person Demon Realm and wait for the mysterious demons to get the secret key, and the South Bank will inevitably fall.

The combat power of the two sides is not equal.

Etiou can't even get past Perlman, let alone go to the South Bank to put out the fire.

And it is not known how many cards Perlman and the mysterious demons have. Now it seems that they are just playing with Etiou and the others.

"Is Nigel really unable to win?"

Astros shifted his gaze from the distant battlefield to Eureka beside him.

For the restoration of the demons, he is both looking forward to it and suspicious and fearful.

He is a little afraid of the mysterious demons who control [Parroni's Grudge Record].

Maybe facing that kind of demon king, he and Eureka have to surrender, but it is difficult to determine whether it will be a tyrant.

"In this situation, just wait for the group to explode."

Eureka sighed.

The two of them don't want to fight anyway.

There is no benefit in fighting, and you might even get yourself into trouble.

"Unless the goddess of fate is playing a joke on you."

Eureka could only murmur in despair.