The Brave Master Is the Demon King

"The master of the brave is the devil (

The earth brightened suddenly, and in the cold forest, the elves who had retreated in front of the ice lake suddenly raised their heads.

When they heard the bell, the enemy disappeared, and they also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"That person...who is it?"

A sharp eye suddenly exclaimed, she pointed to the sky, her fingers trembling.

When everyone looked up, they saw a dark figure floating above the forest. Kekri frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Go and take care of the wounded."

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"big boss!"

Fuyin was happy and sad. She looked up at Richard, who was slowly falling. She was caught in a frenzied werewolf grinning. It gasped heavily. After the enemy disappeared, he seemed to be in a very chaotic state. After suddenly seeing the devil, he Actually rushed over.

It seems that after he enters the violent state, he can barely remember that Fuyin and others are companions, and he is regarded as an enemy to the demon king who suddenly appears.

"Bray! No!"

Fuyin yelled, but the devil raised his finger, and the werewolf suddenly floated. He couldn't move in the air and could only wield his claws desperately. He fell asleep like a baby.

"Your companion is frozen, let him stay by the fire."

The demon king took out a black stone, and it suddenly burned, emitting a warm fire.

Fuyin quickly took off his coat and let the frozen dwarf lie on it. The three Kotu tribes also shivered. They knelt when they saw the devil.

"Let's all come here, it seems that you have encountered a lot of trouble."

"Sorry Lord Demon, my mission failed."

The demon lord did not speak. Facing Fuyin's apology, he turned to look at the forest instead.

"Don't be sneaky, come out to me."

As soon as the voice fell, two auras flashed. Before the other party could react, he was already kneeling and sitting in front of the Demon King. She is a female elf with blue eyes and a thin body.

"Laray? You are still alive!"

Fuyin said in surprise that she was still worried about the safety of the elves a moment ago.

However, at this time, the Larai was too scared to speak. She trembled and looked up at the man in front of her. The shiny black eyes were about to swallow her soul. She can perceive the horror of the other party.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Kekri’s voice came, and she was standing on Banpo, and then the fire was everywhere, and countless elves with torches appeared behind her, some were injured under the support of other elves, and some Holding bows and arrows, but they pointed to the ground, not each other.

The devil looked at them, couldn't help but smile, and said, "Interesting."

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"I am the current Elf Queen Isabella, hello, the king who rules the Great Forest of Ufa, thank you for your action."

Kekri stood in front of the demon king and spoke to him in the same tone as his mother.

She had a head shorter than the other, which made her a little uncomfortable. When receiving guests, the elf queen should have been sitting on a tall wicker chair.

"You are not Isabella, but you have her breath, although it is very weak."

The devil smiled, the other party only felt a little surprised, and even felt a little offended.

The elves were sitting around the blazing bonfire, and the magical stone emitted a two-meter-high flame, bringing them the warmth of the sun. Fuyin wanted to participate in this conversation, but the man in black asked her to take care of the wounded, and the latter dismissed the idea.

"If you are here to find the World Tree, then I am afraid you will be disappointed. The World Tree is already dead."

"I'm not disappointed, and, I already know, there is only one reason for the elves' displacement after all."

The devil smiled and said that the latter felt a little annoyed and unhappy, but she did not show it, but sighed calmly.

For some reason, the two suddenly didn't speak, and the surroundings fell silent, only the sound of a bonfire in the distance. The guards who were staying behind Kerkri were also embarrassed. They glanced at each other, not knowing why this situation happened.

After two minutes of silence, Kekri finally couldn't help it. She looked at the devil and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"What am I waiting for?"

Instead, the devil threw the original question back.

Kekri frowned slightly and said, "I don't think we need to be circumspect like this, Mr. Richard, you saved us. This is a fact. Although we did not beg you, you eliminated those ice elements. You can tell us Ask for payment."

Hearing this, the corner of the devil's mouth was slightly bent, and he looked at each other with interest, and asked: "So, what can I ask for? The blessing of the elves? A flower that does not fall? Or is it the kiss of the queen of elves?"

"You are too much!"

Kekri glared at each other, he was joking with himself and the elves, he was looking down at the elves.

"Am I wrong? Without the World Tree, you are just poor bugs with nothing. Look now, you can't even survive a winter."

"This matter doesn't need big people like you to worry about ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Whether we can survive the cold winter, you can wait and see, we don't need you to worry about it."

"Really? Look, can you save the wounded?"

The devil turned around and pointed to the wailing elves. They were wounded and lay in the arms of their companions. Even so, their wounds were still full of ice crystals. These ice crystals were taking away their body temperature, bit by bit. Their lives.

The trickiest part of the magical attack of the ice element is that it is difficult to heal. It will inject magical ice crystals into the wound and circulate throughout the body. Those magical ice crystals will lower the body temperature until the wounded dies. The flame can't melt them, only magic can.

But obviously, the elves didn't have enough herbs to make magic potions, and they couldn't find those herbs this cold winter.

The other party hit his own pain point in a word, and Kekri felt angry and helpless.

"We are a race for tens of thousands of years, this kind of small pain is for us..."

"Not worth mentioning? Yes, for a race of tens of thousands of years, the death of so many elves is really not worth mentioning."

"I didn't say that. Don't make irrational words with me. This is just a piece of cake. We will have a way to cure them. If you continue to talk to me with this attitude, then I can only say sorry to say that you are not welcome here, Uzbekistan The ruler of the Mori Empire."

Kekri said loudly, her expression was full of hostility, but in the eyes of the devil, she was just a little cat with fried hair.

After all, when the elves were most powerful, the Isabella had to kneel when she saw herself, not to mention that there were only so many people left.

Weak races have no dignity. Obviously the elves are still immersed in the dreams of the elven kingdom in the past, and what the devil has to do now is to wake them up.