Chapter 254 You're Lucky

The sudden bad news was like a dagger stabbing into his heart. The anger stirred his stomach and made him feel that all his organs were stirring. The dark yellow devil's eye was instantly covered with bloodshot. After confirming the authenticity of the news, the shock did not stay in his heart for long. Instead, the incomparable rage occupied more of the void.

The hunter picked up the giant crossbow placed beside him. He didn't even stand up. In a half-kneeling state, the crossbow arrow maintained an amazing accuracy and shot straight at Luo Siweier.

Anger had overwhelmed his reason, but he couldn't care so much anymore. When he learned that the legion had really lost more than half of its personnel without his knowledge, and that Grand Duke Zariel had sent the prosecutor over, and he also knew nothing, he knew that he was finished.

The hunter demon knew that, just as the Anzu demon said, he didn't even know the specific situation of his own legion. This was indeed a very serious dereliction of duty for him. In the face of this situation, even if he could survive by chance, his best outcome would be [demotion], and this punishment was even more painful for the devil than death.

He would lose his current high-ranking status, he would be dismissed from his post, and his powerful power and memory would be stripped away, thus being demoted to a pitiful bone demon, chain demon, or even a beard demon. His former opponents would come to mock him, and his former subordinates would become equal to him or even his superiors. His power and strength, honor and dignity would all disappear. This was an almost certain outcome!

After all, he knew the style of the Grand Duke. Since Grand Duke Zariel came to power, the demons under his command had never lacked opportunities for promotion, but in addition to these lucky guys, there were more unlucky guys who were stripped of their rights because of failure. Now he was about to become one of those unlucky guys, and all this... was thanks to her!

The crossbow arrow flew towards Rosswell at an astonishing speed. The succubus seemed to be frightened by the sudden attack, and seemed to have no reaction at all. She just stared at the arrow flying towards her. But just when the crossbow arrow was about to pierce her, Noshier beside her suddenly raised his hand and slapped away the giant arrow with amazing force, and then instantly took off the double axes at his waist. Even if he was a hundred meters away, he seemed to be about to pounce on the attack.

Now Noshier dared to conclude that all the devils present, not only the legion devils, but also other beard devils or hedgehog devils would no longer obey the orders of this hunting devil, because he attacked Zariel's "special envoy".

In a place like Hell with a strict hierarchy, attacking Zariel's special envoy is a challenge to the entire judicial system of the Nine Hells and the most direct provocation to the Duke. Although the identity of this special envoy is still questionable to the devils around him, as long as there is that possibility, they will not take the risk and follow their legion leader to do this stupid thing.

Even if he dared to continue to attack, Noshier could even define him as a lunatic who dared to attack the special envoy appointed by Zariel. As long as he was marked with this mark, even if he rushed up and killed him with an axe, the surrounding demons would not show any resentment, and might even take the initiative to help.

But after shooting that arrow, the hunter's mind seemed to come back. He realized what kind of stupid thing he had done in his rage. Although his target of attack was not the Anzu demon, in this case, as long as the Anzu demon said a few more words, even if it was not, it would become a yes.

For the devil, this level of frame-up is like instinct, especially now that he is in a weak position but still takes the initiative to hand over his handle.

But it is too late to regret now. At the same time, the devil's nature also destined him not to regret this matter. The hunter realized in an instant that he had to find another way to survive. The moment this idea appeared, he began to uncontrollably unfold various ideas in his mind.

Kill everyone present? As long as everyone present died, no one would know about his dereliction of duty. He could say that he encountered unexpected resistance in the subsequent report, or just make up some random reasons to explain the astonishing loss. But to do this, well, it was not realistic to do this, but the bleak future had pushed him to a dead end. No matter how low the success rate was, he dared to try it in this situation.

Anything is possible.

Noshier caught this crazy idea. He knew that he only needed to control Tavis to stimulate him a little with words, and this hunter would become like a mad dog in despair and start biting randomly. At this time, he was even imagining whether he could use the authority of the legion leader to command other demons present.

Noshier knew that this was of course impossible, and even the hunter himself knew it in his heart, but at this time he had even begun to hypnotize himself in his heart. Noshier knew that even if he didn't say anything at this time and just left it alone, the invisible accumulated pressure would push this hunter to the extreme.

But at this moment, Noshier controlled Tavis to speak.

"Attack in the direction of the legion's envoy? I have to say that you are really brave. Do you know what your behavior represents? This is disrespectful, huge disrespect. To be serious, I can even put this This behavior is regarded as a challenge to the entire power and system of the Nine Prisons!”

"But you're lucky."

"!!?"

Lucille, who was already considering whether to hide and escape directly, ran to the desolate plain below to pull up a team, and then directly became the devil warlord in the wasteland, suddenly showed a look of uncertainty, even though he had previously learned that more than half of the legions The destruction did not shock him so much, because the meaning conveyed from the mouth of this Anzu Demon was already very obvious.

Will he let himself go? When you have already given him a chance to attack? Incredible, when did such a thing exist in hell? Is it possible that I can still make a turn for the better?

But before he could think any more, Anzu Demon continued to speak.

"From your expression, I seem to see some delusions that you should not expect. Don't get me wrong, Lucille, I just don't want to hold you responsible for your previous offense, but I can't bear to accept the failure caused by your incompetence. There is no such thing as a generous brush off.”

"Your punishment will definitely come, but because I represent the interests of Lord Zarrell, if you are really such a waste, you will not be able to help at all in the process of regaining this city. , then it would be better for you to die now, but you are lucky."