Duke of Grief

　　 [Magic Missile] like a barrage flew out of the void between the floors and shot towards Estrem, but his index finger was lighter.

　　 Several sides of the [Psionic Shield] completely blocked these missiles, the price is only the shield is broken, which is not painful for the legendary Destroyer.

　　 But then came two fireballs——

　　 [Spell Instant Fireball]!

　　 Boom!

　　 Esteem rolled up Cervantes with two tentacles, and blocked the two fireballs with Cervantes' body.

　　 He couldn't help laughing out loud: "Ha ha ha, do you only have this skill? You--"

　　 A slender hand grabbed Estem's octopus face. In his stunned eyes, Cervantes opened his eyes and grinned.

　　 "Ahaha...it hurts!"

　　 Dong!

　　 Cervantes grabbed Estham's head and smashed it to the ground, and the huge force directly smashed the third floor and the second floor.

　　 "嘁!" Cervantes' fist came to the ground, his face sullenly pulled off two tentacles on his shoulder, and threw it on the ground.

　　 "What about that octopus face?" The maid asked with a sullen face.

　　 Cervantes looked around and shook his head, "Let it run...I will see it next time, be sure to kill it!"

Just a moment ago, Cervantes was about to be controlled. This is a shame for his life. If he becomes a slave to the deceiver, he will be laughed at by his cousins ​​for a lifetime, or even be ' "Recorded in history", when they have children, they will point to him and say, "Look, this is the stupid dragon controlled by the Demon."

　　 After hearing the words, the maid put down her staff, but did not relax because of it. Although Cervantes said that the octopus face had run away, she always felt that this thing would not end so easily.

　　For the time being, let's not talk about the reason why he replaced Marquis Lesinger, saying that there is now a demon lord appearing in Greenland, which is enough to make Greenland panic.

　　 The current Greenland may be like a gunpowder barrel, and it will explode in a bit!

　　 He had announced his arrival, but he ran away... Maybe the news of ‘Demon Lord Run Away’ will not be released, but other news is enough to make the Greenland people’s fragile nerves be hit again.

In fact, what has happened these days is constantly destroying the nerves of the Greenland people, first the assassination of the gate of the palace, then the explosion of the Marquis of Lesinger last night, and today another demon lord appeared in Green Lanji.

The things that have happened in these days have not experienced even one thing in the life of many people, but now it has really happened in Greenland, and it has happened to them-Greenland people The fragile nerves can't stand it anymore.

　　 "Greenland is about to be messed up..."

　　 The maid looked at the misfortune of the casino and couldn't help but sigh.

　　 At this time, the battle outside seemed to have ended. The few people who chose to hide in the casino came out and saw a messy casino, and couldn't help but shudder.

Rickan shook his head, always feeling like he had forgotten something. He looked at the rundown casino with some surprise, picked up the ring from his feet, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and then lifted At first he said to Mott: "Mr. Mott, now that I know you are suffering, do you need me to take you to see your majesty? I think you can actually explain it."

Mott had regained his original shape, slumped in a chair that had not been destroyed, and raised his eyelids to glance at Rekan, and said weakly: "If it can, it would be better. By the way, I don’t know what your name is."

　　Rikkan walked over to support Mott, and he smiled and said, "You can call me Rikkan."

　　Mott frowned, hesitating, and tentatively asked, "Are you... not under control?"

　　 "No!" Ruikan froze for a moment, then smiled: "Oh, of course not!"

　　Mote closed his eyes again, and whispered, "Please, Mr. Rikkan."

When Rickan helped Mott go downstairs, everyone got rid of Estem's control. After all, they were people who controlled a street at the same time. After he escaped, these people were out of control. It's no surprise. Thing.

　　After leaving the gate of the casino, Ruikan saw the maid in charge of the rescue work and exclaimed, "Miss maid!"

　　 The maid turned her head to see Ruikan, nodded and smiled, "Mr. Ruikan, it's an honor to see you again."

　　 "No, no..." Richam quickly waved his hand and glanced at Cervantes who was standing next to the maid. "It's my pleasure to be right!"

　　 The maid looked at the two, wondering: "You are..."

　　 "Mr. Mott is injured, I need to take him to a treatment."

　　 said that he gave the imprisoned soldiers a glance, and the restored imperial soldiers nodded slightly.

　　Several imprisoned soldiers died inside, including the captain. They also need to go back and report the situation here to His Majesty Krylov III.

　　A demon lord appeared in Greenland, which is not a good thing, and now it seems... the message can not be blocked.

　　…………

　　Krylov III frowned, "I remember the order I gave you was not to bring Mott back, but to bring his head back."

　　 "No, Your Majesty, there is a reason for this!"

　　Mote strongly supported his body and hurriedly said, "That's a demon lord..."

"I know!"

　　Krelov III sat behind his desk, tapped his index finger on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "So, Du Wei died in vain? My excellent intelligence officer died in vain?"

　　 "And, not so..." Mott ``panicked'' and hurriedly waved his hands to deny.

　　 "Then please find an excuse to convince me!" Krylov III looked at Mott indifferently.

　　 dong dong dong!

　　At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door, followed by the eager voice of Viscount Latis.

　　 "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the big things are not good, Your Majesty!"

　　Krylov III took a deep breath according to his own eyebrows, feeling that his head was now painfully faint.

　　 The things that can make Viscount Latis so disturbing are nothing more than the fact that the local aristocrats have taken the opportunity to send troops, but the question is do they really dare?

　　 "Please come in!"

　　 The fat body of Viscount Latis seemed to be ‘bumped in’, and he could not wait to squeeze in when the door was only half open.

　　 He kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and his face was so shiny that he didn't know whether it was sweat or something.

　　 "Your Majesty, the big thing is not good!"

　　 After entering the room, he did not worry about the presence of others, and directly howled to Krylov III.

　　 "Ford Siqing, please calm down first, sort out your ideas, and then talk to me about what happened."

Krylov III calmed Fords Latis, waited for him to catch his breath, looked at Rekan and Mott kneeling on one knee, and then asked, "Ford Secretary Qing, what happened?" What can make you so sick."

　　 Not to mention it, as soon as this matter was mentioned, Viscount Latis suddenly became anxious, and even the existence of the other two was ignored.

　　 "Your Majesty, the big thing is not good! The Lesinger family has sent troops!"

　　 "What?" Krylov III froze for a moment.

Viscount Latis repeats again: "The Lesinger family has sent troops! And we sent back the original words of Marquis Lesinger-'If I died in Greenland~www.wuxiaspot.com~ then Just send troops, I don’t know who is the murderer, but the local aristocracy and Krylov III are both suspected. They are provoking the Lenzinger family. The majesty of the Lenzinger family cannot be insulted! This, this It seems to be the original words of Marquis Lesinger using magical communication."

　　 "...When?" Krylov III took a deep breath.

He watched the Viscount Latis, who was still standing still, and angrily clapped the table, "Go and ask them, when was this summoned back! The Marquis Lesinger who died the night before was a fake, It was a demon lord posing! Really the one who died long ago, didn't he? Go!"

　　 "Yes! Yes! Your Majesty!" Viscount Latis was frightened by the greasy face of Krylov III and ran out in a hurry, during which he stumbled and almost fell.

　　 He sat down and took a few deep breaths, calmed his mind, and then turned his head to look, but found that Richan was gone...

　　 The cold blade cut the clothes and touched Krylov III's back.

　　 Cold sweat soaked his clothes in an instant. Krylov III did not dare to look back. He glanced at the dull eyes of Mote and yelled in the room, "Who are you?"

　　It is not Rikkan who wants to kill himself!

　　In a flash, Krylov III had such a judgment in mind.

　　 thought that the demon lord was a mind-slayer and could control people's hearts. Krylov III understood what was going on.

　　 "Estrom Langrorota-Lord of the 972th floor of the Bottomless Abyss, mind master-have seen His Majesty!"

　　 The voice came from behind...