Chapter 347

Mephitus, the descendant of the hated demon Mephitus, has the blood of the golden demon flowing through his body just like Shylock, and his appearance is very similar. The only difference is that he has bright red skin and horns on his head. Also bigger.

Since they both have noble hearts, they have not dealt with each other since they were young and look down on each other.

Compared to Shylock, who likes food, Mephitus prefers gladiatorial combat. He is so aggressive by nature that he even built a giant gladiatorial arena in his castle.

Collect strong men from different races in the abyss and let them fight in the arena. Only in this way can he find a little excitement in the ordinary life of the abyss.

At this moment, he was shirtless and lazily sitting on a huge bed next to the arena. There were two unusually tall giant monsters standing next to him.

Less than a hundred meters in front of him, two huge monsters were fighting hard.

The one on the left is a giant minotaur five meters tall, and the one on the right is a manticore covered in scales.

The two fought back and forth, leaving horrific wounds on each other's bodies from time to time.

However, Mephitus frowned when he saw this scene.

"Why are they fighting back and forth? The Minotaur will definitely trample them with war next."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Minotaur on the left raised his right foot high and then stepped down on it. The entire arena trembled violently because of its kick.

"The manticore should release the petrifying ray next."

The next second, Manticore's tail fired a gray beam and hit the Minotaur's chest.

"As expected! These two guys are doing this again, can't they get some fresh ones? Drag them down! Change to the next batch!"

As Mephitus roared, the two giant monsters beside him walked directly into the field, and then took the two monsters in the field with them.

Not long after, the door next to the arena slowly opened, and monsters and devils of different shapes walked out.

Balrogs, mountain giants, vampires, abominations, cyclops, ogres, gargoyles...

Then they spontaneously stood in a row.

However, after seeing them, Mephitus frowned again.

"Next batch."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of demons strung together by iron chains were sent back, and then the second group of demons and monsters filed out from the side, but the result was the same.

"Another batch!"

After several rounds of this, Mephitus was still not satisfied.

The two giant giant demons from before also showed a troubled expression at this moment.

"Lord, all the gladiators have been replaced."

"Boring, so boring! It's the same battle all day long. I can already memorize their moves and routines. Can't I let them come up with some new tricks?"

"Um...Lord, please don't let them have a big melee."

"It's boring. I've played it several times before."

"Then let them fight in the ring?"

"It's not interesting. In the end, the winners will definitely be the ones who can guess the outcome. What fun is there?" As he said this, Mephitus picked up his giant wine glass from the side and took a sip of it. liquor.

"No! I'm too bored. I'm going to fight with other demon lords! I'm going to start a war!"

"You two, go kill two of the heirs of the demon lord next door."

"Huh? I..."

"Or you two can be killed by them. No matter what, I have a reason to go to war with him."

Just when Mephitus was trying his best to provoke a war, a succubus suddenly hurried in from outside the arena.

"Lord Lord, Lord Sherlock is here to see you."

As soon as these words came out, Mephitus, who was still lying on the bed, stood up on the spot, with excitement written on his face.

"Sherlock? That loser? Great! I am worried that I have no one to fight with."

"Quick! Let him in!"

"yes!"

A few minutes later, Sherlock appeared in the arena wearing a brand new custom-made tuxedo.

When he saw the shirtless Mephitus, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Mephitus, after all these years, you are still so vulgar and not elegant at all."

"Hmph! That's better than you, a bastard. A descendant of the fearful demon god, you only think about eating all day long. Come on, come on. We haven't seen each other in 300 years. Let's have a good fight. Let me see if you are still good. As incompetent as before!”

As he spoke, Mephitus burst out with all his momentum, and then picked up a giant ax from the side, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

Seeing his appearance, Sherlock hurriedly said:

"Mephitus, I didn't come here to fight with you. What's the point of fighting?"

"I have something more interesting here, do you want to take a look?"

"Something more interesting?" Mephitus, who was holding a giant ax and was full of energy, immediately had a look of doubt in his eyes after hearing these words.

"Yes!" After saying that, Sherlock took out two sofas and put them aside. After sitting on one of them, he patted the other one next to him.

"Come, let's sit down and talk."

After hearing this, Mephitus first looked at the sofa in front of him, then threw away the giant ax in his hand and sat on the sofa swaggeringly.

The moment he sat on it, his expression changed obviously, and Sherlock took out a mobile phone at this time.

"What is this?"

"This is a mobile phone, a magical creation from another plane."

"Is this the interesting thing you said? What's the fun of this little thing? Let's have a fight!"

"You can fight on it!"

"Huh?"

In Mephitos's puzzled eyes, Sherlock's finger pointed at the Canyon of Kings, and then he began to introduce the gameplay of this game to Mephitos.

After listening to the gameplay of the game, Mephitos' eyes obviously brightened a lot.

"It can be like this, it sounds like it is really interesting."

"Quick, quick, show me how to play this specifically."

"Hey, then you can watch it." After showing a smug expression, Sherlock opened a game in front of Mephitos.

"Control walking here, control skills here, buy equipment here, check the small map here."

"Yeah, then what?"

"Your task is to lead the troops to push down the opponent's defense tower, and then conquer the opponent's crystal."

"Then what?"

"You need to accumulate gold coins, buy equipment, and equip them reasonably."

"What else?"

"You need to perform combos according to the hero's skill mechanism. Even the same hero can play different changes, and you need to cooperate with teammates, so that you can easily..."

defeat!

"Why did your crystal explode?"

"It's okay, I'm showing fault tolerance. I want to prove to you that even a demon lord like me can't win in this game. It's very challenging!"

"I see, then let me try." Mephitos wanted to take Sherlock's phone.

And Sherlock was naturally unwilling to let this novice use his account.

So he quickly sold Mephitos a brand new phone at a friendly price of 1,000 magic crystals, and taught him to register a King's Canyon account step by step.