Demon Royal Family

After counting the days for three months, Ivo used the brass disk to return to the forest green mountain of the main world. The long-lost cold feeling invaded. Ivo opened his arms with enjoyment and let the snowflakes melt on his face. He felt Now I feel like a fish in the water, suddenly full of energy.

"It's the Dawn Moon now," Ivo twisted his neck, "The league is about to start. Let's go to the town to find out the news first. We can't be late or leave a stain on our resume!"

The resume he was talking about was his job as a courier in his previous life...

You guessed it right, Ivo is talking nonsense again, let us ignore his mental activities and continue reading the story...

Ivo figured out the direction and trudged through the mountains and forests.

The forest was deep and deep. After walking for a long time, Ivo's movement of sweeping away the thorn bushes with Metos paused slightly. The warning sign of being targeted by dangerous creatures came to his mind. He sensed that there was an extremely powerful creature hiding very close. Watching himself quietly, and full of murderous intent.

Ivo immediately fell down and rolled. A half-moon blade-shaped claw light swept across the place where he was standing. Several vanilla trees were cut in half, the fractures were scorched black, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

A huge red beast that resembled a tiger and a lion walked out of the forest. It was four meters tall and seven meters long. It had the head of a tiger and the face of a tiger. It had a fiery red lion's mane around its neck. Its body was like a tiger and leopard, and it was streamlined but not lacking in burliness. Strong, with red hair like a rolling flame.

Ivo recognized its species at a glance - the Flame Lion, a powerful hunter with leaping furious flames. It is a very threatening beast. Its level is generally at the Black Iron level, but the strong ones of the Flame Lion species can also reach the Silver level. class.

With sharp eyes, Ivo noticed that there was a strip of milky white hair growing along the spine on the back of the flame lion, like the hottest white fire in a high-temperature flame.

He groaned in his heart, this meant that Flame Lion was about to reach the silver level, which was the pinnacle of black iron, equivalent to level 6.

The Green Mountain is said to be safe. Is everything written in the setting just farting?

This feeling is like wandering in the grass on Route 101 trying to catch a Charmander, but unexpectedly encountering a Gulaton. There is a chance that buying lottery tickets can directly empty the prize pool...

The Flame Lion roared furiously and pounced bravely on Ivo, the "prey". Its claws were blazing with flames and it grabbed Ivo. Ivo's iron shield blocked the blow and was blown into blackened pieces by the explosive flames. , he could only dodge left and right, and was surrounded by dangers. The leather armor on his body was set on fire several times. He took the time to roll around in the snow a few times before extinguishing it.

Even if the snow fell all over the sky, it could not weaken the flames rising all over the Flame Lion. Instead, the snowflakes quickly melted into water. Ivo noticed that the snow under his feet had gradually softened, and he accidentally stepped on the snow up to his knees, which affected his dodge.

The power of the Flame Lion is too strong, and Ivo in his human state cannot fight it head-on.

Ivo used Metos to block a claw, and the huge force sent him flying far away, breaking a vanilla tree. He gritted his teeth, knowing that the danger was more serious, and thought to himself: "If you don't do something cruel, I will explain it today." ”

Ivo exploded all his trump cards at the same time.

Mimic transformation, devil apostle form, plus the latest "furnace burst" (the original name was Demon-Disintegration, but he changed it to a normal name...), the three trump cards were instantly added, Ivo's The strength skyrocketed at an incredible rate. At the same time, a load that was enough to make people collapse suddenly fell. Ivo looked ferocious, feeling that the unbearable force was passing through his body. The bones in his body were almost broken under the heavy load, and his muscles were strained. Tearing, extremely painful.

The flame lion's pupils reflected a terrifying figure that was constantly expanding, and a trace of fear appeared in the eyes of this cruel hunter.

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A team is marching in the green mountains. There are more than a dozen huge carriages in this team, but the carriages are not carriages, but horses pulling a carriage, and the carriage is an iron cage covered with linen. From time to time, low animal roars came out from under the linen cloth, and the sound was weak.

There are about sixty or seventy people in the team, most of them are ferocious mercenaries, and there are also a few men with gorgeous clothes and more sinister looks. They look like gang members. The leader is a man with a snow leopard scarf on his shoulders. A bald man with a ferocious scar like a centipede on his head.

This is a group of slave traders who capture rare beasts and sell them to the rich. Of course, their business does not stop there. Some intelligent races are also their prey, such as elves, Amazons, orcs, etc.

In the Frigga continent, major countries do not legally prohibit slave trading, but they are morally disgusted with this behavior. Of course, the human race is not the only slave market, and human slaves are also sold to other racial forces.

The kingdom controls the scale of the slave trade, allowing it to exist, but also inhibiting its growth. As long as the laws are not violated (such as massacring villages, using force in cities), and if slaves are caught in the wild, the city hall will not interfere.

The bald leader is called House. He is an experienced slave trader who has dealt with various rare beasts and intelligent races. His most proud transaction is to transport 42 wind elves from a village from the mainland of Carthage via ship. After four months of sailing across the ocean, he successfully arrived in Frigga and sold it to the nobles of four human kingdoms at a high price.

The elves in Frigga are basically snow elves with pure white hair and skin. Although they are noble and beautiful, things are rare and expensive. Sylphs with various styles and graceful figures are sold for more in Frigga than in Carthage. Dozens of times higher.

"Everyone, hurry up!" House's urging words were mixed with a lot of vulgar words, and he was spitting. "We have to rush to the royal city before the start of the Lacers Academy League. I believe the noble gentlemen will be happy to watch the beautiful slave girl. Watch the game with someone by your side.”

The mercenaries gave out evil smiles that all men knew. In a cage covered by linen, several women sobbing could be heard. House heard it impatiently and opened the linen of the cage. He shouted: "Stop crying, or I will teach you right now."

Twelve naked and beautiful women were imprisoned in the huge iron prison. Among them were seven humans, three mountain female warriors who were as tall and strong as leopards, and two with snow-white skin. The snow elves have long white hair hanging down like a waterfall, and their pointed ears tremble slightly. Among the twelve women, the two snow elves have the most beautiful appearance, and they have a noble and inviolable temperament.

The ones sobbing were all human beauties. The female alpine warrior glared at House and cursed loudly in the language of the alpine tribe. The two snow elf beauties looked at the bald leader coldly without saying a word.

House picked up the riding crop, cursed and slapped the human women on them, causing them to shrink into a ball and not dare to cry anymore.

House spat out a mouthful of phlegm and laughed loudly.

At this time, the young-looking snow elf suddenly spoke in common language: "We are thirsty and we want to drink water."

House said impatiently: "When I give you water, it depends on my mood."

Another snow elf beauty with a noble temperament calmly said: "Since we are the goods you sell, if we look bad, you can't sell us at a high price. You should meet our normal physiological needs, and that is also helping yourself."

House looked surprised. This was the first time he met a female slave who negotiated with him as goods. He found it interesting and laughed, "Stand here and let them eat something. I don't want those greedy nobles." Make excuses to pay me tens of thousands of benas less.”

The slave team stopped, and the slaves and beasts began to eat. In addition to the twelve female slaves, there were twenty or thirty burly alien slaves, orcs, Amazons, etc., as well as four rare beasts. The slaves were being sold. Beasts and female slaves are the most valuable.

The mercenaries rested on the spot. In the female-slave cage, the younger-looking snow elf is called Angela Snow Feather, and the noble and calm snow elf is called Kelis Binghua. Yes, you guessed it right, so cool. The name will definitely not be A, B, C and D.

Angela huddled in Kelis's arms. She was 120 years old this year. According to the age of an elf, she was still a young girl. She hugged Kelis with some fear and whispered: "Mother, can we escape? ?”

Kelly stroked Angela's long hair, with a hint of endearment on her face, "Of course."

"Will father come to save us?" Angela's big eyes flickered.

Kelly's movements stagnated, and there was a trace of bitterness in the corners of her mouth. Her husband, the Snow Elf King of Gaudis Snow Mountain, was left to face the frosty blue dragon. He may be dead now. The Kingdom of Gaudis Snow Mountain has suffered. In the catastrophe, the highly skilled elf warriors did not know that their queen and princess had been kidnapped by human slave traders, and no one would come to save them.

Although Kelis was desperate and did not dare to think about the terrible future, she still strongly comforted her daughter Angela.

At this time, a mercenary who went to relieve himself suddenly shouted. House led a group of mercenaries into the dense forest and let out bursts of exclamations. Kelis turned around and looked through the woods. Covered up, there seems to be a white thing lying in the distance.

After a while, the mercenaries pulled a huge beast over. Kelis was slightly surprised. She recognized the type of beast. It was a powerful beast in the snowy mountains, a gold-level Ural White Bear.

The Ural White Bear has always been found only in the snow-capped mountains. Kelis did not expect to see it in the plain forests, so she had no other thoughts except being a little surprised.

This Ural white bear was covered in blood and seriously injured. Its pure white hair was bright red. Its body was rising and falling slightly, and it was breathing lightly, as if it was going to die at any moment.

House felt that today was a lucky day. In addition to the seriously injured Ural White Bear, there was also a silver-level Flame Lion that was killed in the woods. Both were injured. He also picked up a silver-level soul crystal.

House was in a good mood and waved his hand, "Put this bear in a cage."

"Boss, don't you need to heal it?"

"Healing? Why don't you use your pig brain to think about it, can we control a gold-level creature that has regained its strength?" House scolded: "Lock the limbs and neck of this bear."

The mercenaries took action and put the huge Ural White Bear into the largest cage. Chains made of corrugated steel bound the limbs of the white bear, and a huge steel collar was put on its neck and fixed at the bottom of the iron cage.

A mercenary came to House and handed a simple-style ring, "Boss, we found this in the hair of that white bear."

House took it and didn't see any value in it. He curled his lips and was about to throw it away, but suddenly he thought the ring looked pretty, so he casually put it on his finger.

Kelis looked at the Ural White Bear, and suddenly she saw the White Bear's eyes moving vividly in a trance. Looking carefully, the White Bear returned to lifeless. She shook her head: "It's an illusion."