The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Cerros' words really caused waves in Ansel's heart.

He thought about it almost all night, he wanted to meditate, but Theros was just a wall away from him, which made his mind confused and tossed all night.

—The hair felt as if it was gently kissed and tangled.

I think maybe I'm not alone.

Someone else shares a secret with him.

Although it was difficult to sleep all night, Ansier still felt in good spirits when he woke up the next day. Today, he and Ceros agreed to explore the big crack again, but before that, there is still some finishing work to be done.

His Majesty the Demon King, who cares about his own image, does not want other demons to help him collect his little lanterns.

But when Ansair arrived at the bar, he found that the small lights in the bar were gone; he rushed to the lighthouse again and found that the small lights near the lighthouse were gone.

Ansel: "…"

thief! There are thieves! !

Ansier got the stolen goods in Ceros' room. At that time, Ceros was trying to put all the light strings of the little lanterns into his treasure chest, which already had Feathers, halos, potato flowers, and a bunch of little frogs.

Ansier looked at the pile of things in shock, the Demon King lowered his head weakly in front of him, the only hope was that Ansair would not confiscate his collection.

Please, QVQ.

Anseyer was silent for a while, looking at Ceros with his eyes down and no one around, he suddenly spread his angel wings, posing to pluck a lot of feathers from above.

Too poor! He has it! Let him poke at Ceros!

Cerros: "!!"

His Majesty the Demon King took a lot of effort to hold down the angel who was trying to pluck the hair. Ansel looked at him in confusion and suddenly realized.

"Buying is worse than stealing?"

The goose twitched for a while before making a sound of "um".

“Home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers?”

"Um...no! No way!"

After a morning of tugging and pulling, the two set off for the big crack. On the way, Theros listened to Ans El saying that Levi had used the Great Forbidden Spell [Life Drain], and nodded slightly.

"Indeed, I once understood. In certain circumstances, besides extracting the enemy's vitality, life-draining magic also has some side effects, such as allowing the user to be contaminated with the enemy's attributes."

This is the main research direction of Astaru, the king of the Western Regions. As his disciple, Ceros knows this knowledge quite well.

Ansier sighed slightly. When he knew that Levy had colluded with monsters, he sighed. Although Levy was cowardly, despicable, timid, and extremely jealous, But in the end, they were one of the former three demon kings, and they also worked together for a short time.

Theros knew that Ansair valued everyone and everything in his life. If he was one of the three rulers of the heavens, the remaining two rulers would be protected by him cherishly. Under the wings, and now...

He approached Ansair's bat wing pendant without a trace, sticking it.

"By the way, it's better for me to investigate the cracks." Ceros was still worried, "Last time we fell to the human world because of the cracks, we can't let you repeat it again and again. take a risk..."

Ansier smiled and shook his head.

"Because I have gone down, I should investigate again, you just need to help me look at the wind." He paused for a while, "I want to fly with my own wings, that way It would be more convenient."

Although the pendant is good, it is a pendant after all. There are some difficult movements, and there is a risk of damaging the wings. Ansier also privately customized light armor that fits his wing size. When the silver light armor is put on, the cold and noble feeling of the war angel blows over.

Bumping…Bumping…Bumping…

"Hello."

The battle angel was expressionless, he moved his wings covered with light armor, and a devil's head was buried on it.

"Okay, it's time for me to go down."

The Demon King raised his head reluctantly, but the moment he raised his head, the angel suddenly spread his wings again, so that the hard light armor would not touch him as much as possible, and he would be soft wrapped in wings.

"...I'm leaving."

After the battle angel finished this intimate and lovely gesture, he immediately spread his wings and flew into the crack.

***

In the crack, the situation changed again, the turbulence in the space became smooth, and Ansel was able to go down and go deeper than he could before.

The space-time orb that Levy was extorted from by Theros is indeed a good thing, and it shelters Ans El through the boundaries of time and space. The angel's wings glowed faintly, and each feather was white and soft. Under the reflection of the angel's wings, Ans El found that there were subtle flashes on the sidewall of the crack.

—like something metallic.

Flying monsters invaded. These monsters were originally on the front line outside. Under the constant resistance of the two demon kings, they have been driven into the depths of the cracks, or in the turbulent flow Go with the flow, or dormant quietly on the sidewall of the crack. The arrival of the angel awakened these monsters, who were disgusted and feared by the angel's brilliance, and screamed one by one.

The War Angel ruthlessly annihilates the monsters around him, his wings, his light armor, his bows and arrows... These are all unparalleled weapons, and the entire space is quickly emptied. The metallic glitter gradually revealed the full picture, which was—

A door.

A simple and elegant door is quietly opening. The door is wrapped with patterns that are obviously different from the painting style of the demon world. Those holy lilies and lily of the valley, those flying birds and flowing clouds, do not seem to belong to the demon world, but rather like the creation of the heaven.

It is definitely a creation of heaven. Ansier was certain in his heart that he did not judge recklessly, he had only seen such a door before, when he was exiled from the heaven to the devil.

This is a door that communicates between the heaven and the devil.

With the silent and evil invitation, Ansel felt like he was staring into the abyss.

The War Angel staring into the abyss thought for a few seconds.

He drew his bowstring towards the abyss.

Abyss: "???"

When encountering something new, the cat will slap a paw, the bird will peck, and Ansel, he will pierce an arrow.

He unceremoniously stabbed an arrow in the door, waited patiently for a long time, but did not respond. The monsters around began to pour in again, and there were some noisy whistling from the bottom of the fissure that led to nowhere, making Ansier's heart pound a great alarm.

He realized that he couldn't stay for a long time, he glanced at the door again, took a few photos as a record, and spread his wings and flew up.

in heaven. And this door seems to have not been used for a long time, and the energy in the magic crystal has been exhausted, so it should be Levy who opened a new door later, and the new door may be in the southern region.

Heaven...

No! It's easy to deal with in the demon world, but in the heaven?

Is his golden arrow still there?

***

Ansier didn't pay much attention to the arrow he shot into the door.

Heaven, the main angel recently discovered something, that is, recently, the consuls are not often in the supreme sky, and they have not summoned the main angel very much, it seems very ... abnormal .

A vigilance arose in the head angel's heart, but in addition to his vigilance, he soon realized that this was an opportunity! An opportunity that he has been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years!

The Angel of the Lord immediately conducted a careful investigation for half a month. If this is a trap, then he will definitely be saved. It's just that the host angel's eyes flickered fiercely, and his desire to get something like that took over everything, and he was willing to take this risk!

He wants to—

Take that golden bird!

And if exposed…

The archangel thought grimly.

He has prepared his brother as a scapegoat, which is one of the reasons why he gave the other angel flesh.

The power of the gods of the ethnic group has long been prepared, and the main angel uses this power and his knowledge of the supreme heaven to sneak in. During this period, he almost fell into the strict defense several times, but fortunately he finally succeeded.

The archangel walked slowly up the steps, an obscure force surrounding him, making him invisible. When he finally reached the top of the steps, he immediately turned around and looked down, all the stars were shining brightly, and they were all stepped on under his feet.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and when he walked into the main hall and saw the relief fresco on the wall where the three rulers raised their glasses together, tears of excitement filled the eyes of the main angel.

Ahhh…

How noble...how divine...

He must become the king of all angels, and then lead his own people to put on beautiful feathers.

The enthroned angel saw the egg of the golden bird placed among the flowers.

This is the first time he has come so close to the consul's symbol. On the egg of the golden bird, a delicate and radiant flame pattern is entwined, and this pattern reminds the main angel of the angel who was once exiled by him.

Deep fear welled up in her heart, the angel of the host remembered the dedication of the other party in writing hundreds of letters to the consul, and the eyes of the sunset that seemed to be burning with flames.

He was too afraid of the other party, even if he framed the other party and imprisoned, this fear did not disappear. He didn't even dare to kill the angel directly, so he tried his best to forge all kinds of evidence, exiled the other party, wiped out his existence in the heavens in the name of committing suicide in fear of sin, and even specially prepared a corpse.

He worked so hard and emptied his mind that he didn't even know why he did it.

As if raising a sword against the opponent, he will die instead.

…now is not the time to think about that.

He covered his hand with the power he asked for, and reached out to the egg of the golden bird. The golden bird and the egg of the golden bird, like the crown of the devil, should be an existence between the virtual and the real. There is no power in the three realms that can touch or hurt them, but the main angel uses the power outside the world. This power can Dye the egg of the golden bird with his breath.

His…His!

His golden bird!

He will be the Archon!

The hand glowing with a strange gray light firmly grasped the egg of the golden bird, and the egg suddenly trembled violently, struggling to resist erosion. The main angel looked ferocious, and he stepped up his strength again. Smoke billowed from the clenched golden bird egg, and the young golden bird made a call for his companions, and the other two consul's golden birds immediately felt !

"Gera—"

The sound of the egg of the golden bird cracking.

The host angel with a ferocious expression didn't have time to show a happy expression, and the golden light hit his face, something sprang from the eggshell and hit his chest vigorously!

Host Angel: "…"

Host Angel: "Cough-poof!"

He stared blankly at the blood he coughed up.

Host Angel: "…"

Like being hit head-on by a large truck.

The author has something to say:

Strong!

Golden Bird: Wu that thief, I’m so sick of it! (big truck hits)