Emperor Dragon

The elf and the white light angel nodded at the same time, speaking righteously and solemnly:

"Yes, all for the Lion-Hearted citizens who died innocently!"

Saga gave a thumbs up and echoed:

"That's it, I believe it."

Soon after, Saga came to the custom street where he first entered by mistake. Familiar lights were everywhere, dyeing the night with ambiguous and charming colors. Countless custom shops were displayed on both sides, from different races. , each with its own characteristics of custom ladies greeting the passing guests.

"The customs and culture of King Lane City are very developed."

In such an environment, Saga said something.

The middle-aged adventurer chuckled and whispered:

"Boy, you are still too young. What does the custom street here mean? If you have been to the Banshee Kingdom, you will definitely be shocked by their culture. It can be said to be a 'custom country'."

After a pause, the middle-aged adventurer showed a solemn expression, waved his hand and said:

"Let's start the mission now and explore every custom shop!"

The eyes of the elves and white light angels reflected the densely packed custom shops. Their breathing became much heavier and their legs became weak, but they still solemnly shouted: "What a difficult task."

"But for the people of King Lane City and to complete the mission, we will not give up!"

Patting Saga on the shoulder, the middle-aged adventurer said earnestly:

"Hyperion, a young boy."

"As an adventurer, sometimes you have to make some necessary sacrifices in order to complete your mission."

"Go ahead and show me what you're capable of."

Then, several people shouted at the same time as if they were willing to die generously:

"Towards heaven and abyss!"

Immediately afterwards, the group of people dispersed and walked towards different custom shops one after another with high spirits.

Saga:.

Looking at their excitedly leaving figures, he shook his head inconspicuously, and then looked at the ambiguous light of many custom shops, feeling a little dazzled.

Take a deep breath.

The young dragon whispered in his heart:

"Saga, Saga, don't let desire penetrate your will."

It is not difficult for Saga, the psychic dragon, to maintain his composure.

Moreover, Saga, who has the blood of the red dragon, prefers pure virgins, so places like Custom Street do not have a great influence on him.

Looking at the numerous custom shops and the bustling pedestrians on the bright streets, the dragon boy's pair of golden dragon pupils seemed to have flames burning in them, becoming as deep as a bottomless whirlpool.

Spiritual energy filled his eyes.

Saga looked at the pedestrians around him.

In his spiritual vision, the pedestrians around him were like walking torches, emitting bright or dim spiritual light according to the intensity of their spiritual soul.

Saga, who is currently experiencing the adventurer game, decided to complete at least one adventurer mission before leaving.

"Based on known information."

"The deceased basically died from the dissipation of their souls, and they died silently. They died in their sleep."

"If the source of death really lies in Customs Street, and the mastermind behind it will continue to commit crimes, there is a high probability that the pedestrians in Customs Street have very weak psychic powers."

Saga thought calmly while walking among the crowd, scanning his eyes constantly.

Several of his fellow adventurers were also quick.

With the speed of exploring a custom shop in three minutes, he appeared in various custom shops.

Time passed silently.

The night gradually became brighter, and when a touch of fish belly white lit up on the horizon, the almost overwhelming lights on Custom Street dimmed, and each custom shop began to close for a rest.

That night, none of the members of the Custom Lady Tasting Group found any clues.

Gathered in a tavern and hotel not far away, the middle-aged adventurer with dark circles under his eyes, listlessness, and trembling legs said in a feeble voice: "Although the target was not found, I am sure that the mastermind behind the scenes must be in Custom Street, but there was no one last night. It’s just action.”

"We will continue to investigate in Customs Street. When the masterminds behind the scenes want to commit crimes again and reveal clues, they will be caught."

Saga's eyes swept over several people.

"According to your method of exploration, let alone continuous exploration, I'm afraid everyone will be exhausted in a few days."

The middle-aged adventurer twitched the corners of his mouth, revealed a smile, and nuzzled his lips towards the angel of white light.

"Little angel, it's up to you."

The white light angel nodded, and while beating Haqie, he blessed the haggard and listless middle-aged adventurers and elves with the angel blessing buffing spell, making them become powerful and energetic again in the blink of an eye.

"I can still fight until death!"

The elf, who had regained his condition, stepped on the bench, took a big gulp of wine, and shouted loudly without any trace of the elf's grace in his movements.

The middle-aged adventurer applauded from the side.

"Use Angel Blessing in places like this."

"No wonder the aperture is almost completely black."

After looking at the angel flying in a vain manner, Saga clicked his tongue in surprise.

It was the first time for him to see an angel who was about to fall in the material world. Even there was no similar record in the Dragon Heritage.

quickly.

Time has come to night again.

The second tour of the Tasting Group explores the custom street.

Like last time, Saga strolled on the streets, observing the psychic powers of pedestrians, and judging whether there were any abnormalities outside. Several other adventurers appeared in custom shops and went deep into the enemy camp to investigate.

but.

It's different from last time.

Saga discovered a clue tonight.

Looking at the young man with frivolous steps in front of him, Saga's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although the opponent is just a little weak on the surface, the spiritual power shown in Saga's psychic vision is as shaky as a candle in the wind and will be extinguished at any time.

Walking forward, Saga faced the young man and asked in a deep voice:

"Which custom shop did you just come out of?"

The young man was a little wary, but instead he added.

"who are you?"

The dragon boy with clear and harmless eyes suddenly had an irresistible temperament like a king, and said calmly: "Answer my question."

The young man was so excited that he sobered up a lot.

He thought for a while, and then timidly said: "I went to three custom shops tonight, namely Catwoman Inn, Spider Love, and Succubus Paradise."

Spider love?

I can't tell, but the young man has really strong taste.

Saga, who has a certain understanding of custom streets, knows what kind of custom shop Spider Love is. The spider girls in it all have the shape of beauties with their upper bodies and giant spiders’ lower bodies. For ordinary humans, It's hard to accept.

After letting the young man leave.

After several adventurers gathered for a while after exploring the custom shop, Saga informed them of his findings.

"Catwoman Inn, Spider Love, Succubus Paradise. Okay, let's investigate in depth first."

"Let the mastermind behind this come to light tonight!"

In their eyes, Saga was just a fledgling adventurer, but these unscrupulous guys quite believed in their fellow members, and they immediately divided into three groups and went to three custom shops.

Saga, who was experiencing the adventurer game, continued to observe outside.

The middle-aged adventurer went to Spider Love.

The elf headed towards Catwoman's Inn.

At the same time, the white light angel went to the succubus paradise.

In the blink of an eye, the white light angel half flew, half walked, and went deep into it surrounded by a group of succubi.

"Little angel, you're here again."

"Which succubus girl do you want to accompany you this time?"

"Let's find a few more people who are fine now. I'm going to give you evil succubus a hard blow this time."

The Devil's Custom Shop, named as Paradise, gives people a huge sense of contrast. It is a place frequented by White Light Angels, and they are considered regular customers here.

According to the angel's own words, this is a way for him to fulfill his duties as an angel and severely "fight" the devil.

However, on weekdays, the White Light Angels only come for fun as guests.

This time, with the purpose of exploring, he used all his senses. While flirting with the succubus, he sensed the situation in the succubus' paradise.

As an angel, although there is almost no difference from a fallen angel.

But he still has a keen sense of perception.

After careful perception, he discovered that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although the succubus beauties greeted him with a smile, it was not difficult to see that they were a little nervous, and their tails behind them were unconsciously tightened.

The most important thing is that the angel noticed Ruoyouruowu's deep evil aura.

This evil aura is not something ordinary succubi in custom shops can possess.

"The succubi in King Lane City have always abided by the law and worked properly in the custom shop. Moreover, they are not very strong. There is a high probability that they would not dare to do anything that would cause death."

"But if there are other demons sneaking in here, the situation will be different."

With a sinking heart, the White Light Angel has determined that there is something wrong with this succubus paradise, and there is a high probability that it is the person behind the scenes that their heavenly group is looking for.

"I remembered something else."

"This angel will come again later to deal with you evil succubi."

The angel of white light gathered his thoughts, raised the chin of a succubus in a flirtatious manner, and said.

"Oh, let's go here first. What's more important than angels fighting demons?"

"Of course it's a greater evil."

With that said, the white light angel prepared to leave the succubus paradise, just in case, he was not alone to investigate, and prepared to inform his companions.

Suddenly.

A whisper of dissatisfaction, as hoarse as the friction of stones, reached the angel's ears.

"How come there are angels haunting custom places, damn it."

"Forget it, I'm almost ready. If you are discovered, you will be discovered."

Huo Ran.

The ground beneath his feet lit up with purple-black evil textures, and at the same time, a deep and huge evil aura burst out.

collapse!

After a brief period of calm, the succubus paradise was shattered, countless building fragments flew everywhere, and angels flew out upside down.

The ground shattered and collapsed, forming a series of abyss fissures glowing with purple and black luster. The overwhelming lemures crowded with each other and roared out from them.

A huge psychedelic array unfolded at the same time, covering the entire Custom Street, leaving the place unchanged from the outside, but internally it has been earth-shaking.

"Hungry and crazy lemures, harvest souls in the material world for your powerful locust lord!"

Surrounded by a group of evil demons.

A tall and thin man in a robe with only one pair of eyes on his pale face shouted.

This dementor who came to the material world sneaked into King Lane City and forced the succubi living here to collect souls for themselves. Driven by soul energy, he quietly opened the passage to the bottomless abyss, allowing the demon army to descend on the material world. boundary.

The Kingdom of Lionheart is powerful.

With the ability of this ninth-level soul-destroying demon, it is naturally impossible to open a large abyss passage, and the psychedelic circle cannot be maintained for a long time.

However, as long as it can cause a small disaster, harvest as many souls as possible before the strong humans notice the abnormality, sacrifice them to the lord they serve, and win the favor of the other party, its purpose has been achieved.

same time.

"Ah, it's the devil."

"Why are there demons in the royal city?"

"Run!"

In the chaotic flow of people, the harmless dragon boy turned his head and looked at the dark group of lemure demons and the figure of the Dementor surrounded by the lemure demons. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"It turns out to be a devil. Sure enough, I always encounter trouble wherever I go. Maybe I have a passive trouble aura around me."

The dragon boy grinned.

"But it's just what I want."

"A journey without any trouble would be too boring."