Demon Royal Family

Ivo follows the new and old hero, constantly fighting increasingly stronger demons.

There is no sense of time in the memory battlefield, and Ivo doesn't know how much time has passed. His shield has long been broken, and his body is covered with scars. His war hammer is stained with the black blood of demons, and he is too tired to move.

On the back of a barren hill, Ivo was panting and resting. He had fought for more than 20 battles. In the battlefield of memory, he would not feel hungry or thirsty. He was only tired in his mental consciousness.

The memory battlefield allows Ivo to accumulate experience and practice combat skills in battle, just like a real dream.

"Lao De, how long have I been in the memory battlefield?"

"No matter how long you stay, only a moment passes in the real world."

Ivo nodded and was about to speak when a dark gap suddenly opened in the sky. A figure fell from the sky and landed with a bang. Dust flew all over the sky. The huge sound attracted hundreds of demons within several miles and all rushed towards the figure. Rush in the direction of landing.

Boom! Where the figure landed, a bloody light shot up into the sky, like a spear piercing the sky. It rumbled and spun, turning into a bloody tornado. Hundreds of demons approaching were instantly entangled and turned into a splash of black blood. , after the tornado exploded, it turned into a monstrous black rain of blood, which was extremely fishy.

A burly man wearing a simple battle armor appeared in Ivo's sight from afar. His face was as resolute as a knife and an axe. His thick black hair fluttered in the wind. The armor was black and red, exposing his arms and thighs, and he had a blood-red robe on his back. Cloak, this is the armor style of the ancient times when dragons and elves ruled, more than a thousand years ago.

The man's left arm was covered with a dark golden war shield, and his right hand held a black and red war spear. Both arms were wrapped with dark copper-colored chains. He exuded a strong evil spirit, which gave people a strong first impression. He is a strong man!

Ivo was stunned: "That's..."

The old man paused and said slowly: "That is a truly epic figure, Abel Helix, the fifth-generation 'Spear Pointing to the Sky' of Stianbada in ancient times - this was in Honorary titles have been passed down from generation to generation among warriors, and scholars have recorded his epic deeds - "The Bloody Traveler". 'Saint Butcher' is his nickname, which represents both awe and fear."

Stianbad, the birthplace of warriors, the hometown of ancient warriors.

In the distant ancient times and even the even older primitive times, there were only two systems, warriors and wizards.

"Many rare materials only grow in other worlds, so wizards will use teleportation witchcraft to send powerful warriors into the secondary space to collect materials. This is why Abel came. Chapter 6, Section 4, of "Bloody Traveler", 'He walked into the hell where evil condensed into filth, and the spear cut through the sky, setting off a black blood craze. This was a massacre, and the devil perished in the wail'..."

The old man suddenly changed the subject and said in a bad tone: "Of course this is the stuff of scholars who wrote books. Let me tell you a secret. When Abel came to purgatory, he didn't bring any solid food with him. He was so hungry that he went all over purgatory looking for something to eat. Purgatory Are those things that humans can eat? Even we demons don’t dare to eat them! I heard that when Abel had diarrhea, he ran into the demon lord at that time. He finally won the battle, almost suffocated to death, and escaped from purgatory in despair..."

Ivo listened with great interest, and Abel in the distance seemed to notice something. He suddenly looked in the direction of Ivo, and the majestic murderous aura swept over him like a hurricane.

"Damn, I was discovered, and it's all your fault for telling me a joke!" Ivo was shocked.

Lao De said helplessly: "If we meet Abel who has diarrhea, we might be able to escape. Now... this memory battlefield ends here."

Abel shook his hands and threw the black and red war spear, like a thunderbolt. It was like a jumping black lightning in Ivo's sight. Before he could react, it instantly pierced his chest.

"Is this a real strong man? I can't even dodge a spear thrown from three or four miles away."

Ivo's consciousness was instantly withdrawn, and the world in front of him changed instantly, and he returned to the real world again.

The dormitory was dark, with only the sound of Ander's gentle breathing as he slept. As expected, the two days of memory battlefield only lasted a moment in the real world.

Ivo had a feeling of neurasthenia. This was what Demacia called soul fatigue, and he could only recover after waking up.

The next day, Ivo pulled Ender to train in the spinning combat skills as usual. Ender took out bags of stones and threw them. Ivo blocked them all smoothly. Ender was slightly surprised and went to the next training again. Ivo also Done successfully.

The third, fourth...seventh training were all completed. Ender was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Ivo, who was stuck in the first training yesterday, could break through seven trainings in a row overnight.

Ender's eyes sparkled with adoration.

Fighting between life and death is the best way for a warrior to practice. Ivo's mastery of the spin step has improved a lot, and he has successfully reached disciple-level mastery.

He has a chance to memorize the battlefield every day, and he no longer has to worry about the time it takes to practice new combat skills.

…

Ivo was walking on the street, he was going back to the manor to rest today.

A team of silver-armored Templars suddenly appeared, blocking both ends of the street, and shouted: "Races Cathedral is searching for heretics, and everyone must be investigated."

Civilians complained.

"We need to search again."

"It's been going on for half a month."

"Where are the heretics?"

Ivo frowned slightly.

The civilians were investigated one after another, and soon they arrived at Ivo. The Templars searched his belongings, but Ivo was not worried. He had asked Little Devil No. 1 to hide with the space ring.

His eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he noticed that the Templars looked at him with something wrong, slightly hostile, and he felt a thump in his heart, knowing that the target of these guys was him.

Sure enough, the Templar suddenly pushed Ivo to the side and said, "You are waiting nearby, and you are not allowed to leave."

"Damn, here we go again!" Ivo looked slightly annoyed.

This is not the first time. When he was recuperating at Lynches Manor, the Templars often questioned and searched him, and concluded that this guy with unknown origins was related to heretics. For this kind of behavior, Ivo only had five words. Describe... the young hero has a good eye!

At this time, a questioning voice sounded from behind the Templars.

"You want to stop me, a member of the Lynches family? Since when did Lasces Cathedral have so much power?"

Ivo followed the sound and saw Paro appearing openly and openly in front of the night watchman, wearing a noble dress with the Linches family emblem embroidered on it, pretending to be angry and imposing, like a real noble retainer, he Seeing that Ivo was being targeted and searched, he showed up to rescue him, wearing stolen clothes.

Ivo's mouth twitched slightly, "Brother, others are catching you everywhere, but you are still so arrogant, you must be awesome."

Paro was aggressive: "You still won't let me go?!"

The Templars were suddenly unable to dismount. Although the Holy See was powerful, the divine power and royal power had always been in conflict. The Holy See's purpose was not to intervene in power struggles, but to focus only on spreading faith, cultivating clergy, benefiting believers, and killing heretics.

However, the killing of heretics has always been controversial. The Holy See's attitude towards heretics is never to condone them. In the process of hunting down heretics, they often violate the law. Although each kingdom has acquiesced that the Holy See has privileges, there are tolerance limits for everything.

The nobility is also a class with privileges, and the royal family is happy to see the collision of the two privileged classes, so when the two conflict, privilege versus privilege, this will cause trouble. The Holy See's attitude towards this kind of conflict is to stay away from this kind of conflict, but Laces Cathedral has been hunting down the extremely threatening red heretic for half a month, and has found nothing. Two civilians (heretical nicknames given to Ivo and Paro by the church) also disappeared, and the Templars were unwilling to let go of any clues.

Seeing Ivo's calm and trusting look, the Templars couldn't help but feel their hearts beat.

The Templars felt a headache. After weighing the situation, they found that although Lascelles Cathedral was not afraid of a marquis family, it would not support an ordinary night watchman, so he backed down: "Please leave."

Ivo nodded lightly, and turned the corner with Paro. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Ivo said helplessly: "Can you wait for my signal next time? You made it so sudden, and I almost exposed my flaws. Before acting, I have to wait for my signal." Do you know about communication?"

Paro's tone was straightforward: "I can't take risks. If you, my lord, are discovered, all the forces of the cult in Lasces will be uprooted."

Ivo looked depressed and couldn't tell Paro the truth. He was not afraid of searches at all and no one could detect his demonic aura.

Templar raids are becoming more frequent, and it might be time to get out of the limelight.

…

Back at the manor, Ivo came to his room, walked into the door, and suddenly stopped. A looming, slender figure was sitting on his window sill, with one leg arched and one leg drooped, turning his head and looking into the distance. In the sky, long hair flutters.

Ivo sighed: "Children, don't learn this seductive sitting posture. By the way... you are not a child, you are a brat."

Xiao Dai, who was leaning against the window, did not choke like before, but ignored it and pretended not to hear.

Ivo was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiaodai spoke softly, with a hint of sadness: "Ivo, I miss home."

"Are you homesick? Then why are you still sitting there? Come into my arms quickly and feel the warmth of home."

"Ivo!" Derpy suddenly became angry, grabbed the brass candlestick next to him and threw it over, "You are a bastard!"

Ivo caught the candlestick and smiled: "I believe you won't be the last person to praise me like this."