The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The light-colored clothing is neat, and the silver-white cloak of the consul is draped on the outside, but behind it, there are six black wings. Two of the pairs of wings are more illusory, with shadowy shadows and overflowing black light.

Ansier's ideas are very simple, and on the battlefield, his ideas have always been very simple and very effective.

Since the angels were hesitant because their wings turned black, Ansel made his wings black too. He is now a consul, and the consul's wings are dyed and unshakable. Only in this way can the angels on the battlefield get rid of their confusion and be inspired to the greatest extent.

Speaking of which, this is exactly what Ansair has long believed in—

With virtue in mind, she will wear a crown, regardless of whether there is an aperture on her head, or even the color of the wings behind her.

Thanks to the gods outside, after being eroded, they can control the color of the wings, which is really a surprise to Ans El.

Sure enough, the hesitant angels saw the rustling flag and the black-winged consul holding the flag. The other party's expression is so firm, and he doesn't care about the color of his wings at all. If the consul is like this, what reason do they have to mess around!

It's just a monster's conspiracy!

The angels opened their wings again, and no longer concealed their guilt. Looking at the large wings that form a black cloud, Ansier's emotions were also aroused.

Sharia: "!!"

His circle was broken again!

Not only that, Ansel also crushed the aperture with one hand unrestrainedly, releasing the power of light stored in it as a supplementary power. Few angels know that the aperture actually stores a large amount of the power of light accumulated on weekdays, which can often be used in a critical moment.

Breaking the circle is exciting enough, but also crushing it!

The angels were so shocked that they did not hesitate for a second, and they all followed suit, swearing to follow the consul! They took off the aperture like a tide, crushed it, and transformed it into the power of light to supply themselves to show their determination to fight to the death.

Uriel was equally shocked when he saw this scene. He turned his head to talk to Shalia, but saw Shalia staring in the direction of Ans El with bulging eyes. That look was too persistent, and Uriel couldn't tell what kind of look it was, he said stumblingly.

"Sharia, Ans'er's behavior is really unexpected, but it boosts morale. As consuls, we should also... Huh? Sharia, yours What about the aperture?"

Sharia: "…"

He turned his head one by one, looked at Uriel faintly, raised his hand, and broke off Uriel's circle, who was still doing psychological construction!

Uriel: "!!"

Those who are broken will eventually break!

Pain Transfer! Here you go!

Holding the familiar platinum bow and arrow, Ans El shot out an arrow, blasting from the front of the monster, searching for the deeply hidden prince inch by inch. At this moment, the prince has no other choice, and the two sides fight to the death. Ansier always took the lead, not only starting to fight himself, but also constantly giving bonuses and healing to the surrounding angels, without hesitation.

As a non-direct participant in the war, Remiller was driving the alchemy war weapon in the rear, watching Ansel's figure slaughtering the Quartet.

Judging from the battle situation, Lord Ansair is extremely powerful, but he chose to stay behind, which is probably a last resort. Now that Lord Ansair is killing the Quartet, maybe he is just fighting hard for the heaven...

Thinking of this, Remiller's eyes became wet.

He didn't know, the truth was that two consuls were standing in front of a vending machine, impoverished, the only three coins had been spent for two, and they were reluctantly selling the last one A coin is thrown into the machine.

"Ding Dong~"

Hire Archons, renew once!

Remiller immediately called the healing angel Mayfair to come, and solemnly asked her to take good care of the physical condition of Lord Ansi Er, and there must be no mistakes.

Mayfair obeyed the order and went away, her emotions were also very excited by the atmosphere of the battlefield after Ansel came, but unlike other angels, looking at the white-haired consul fighting figure, Mayfair felt panic and anxiety in her heart, just like the feeling when she went to a solid-color prison and saw an empty prison.

On that day, she only heard the sound of parting wind and snow.

There are thousands of wings, but at this time they only made a unified voice. Ansier cleaned up the monsters, the angels followed him and cooperated with him. Every angel's eyes were sparkling. There was only one voice above the sea of ​​clouds, and they only needed to follow one figure!

What a joy and joy!

At this moment, every angel is convinced that there is the Archon, Lord Ansel, and they and the entire heaven—

It will be forever, glorious and peaceful.

***

The shock of the celestial war passed through the Three Realms Tree from time to time, and sometimes powerful monsters were knocked down from the celestial realm. All this shows that the battle line in the heavenly world is gradually stabilizing, and good news is also coming from the human world, and the monster army will soon be pacified.

The demons on the front line fought vigorously, the number of monsters was not large, and the demon king didn't even have to go out. This place has become a grand training ground. In the rear of the army, the high-level members of the Demon Realm had a solemn atmosphere.

"Yeah, of course it's stable, but we borrowed a demon king from the Eastern Region to go out."

Master Wang was eccentric, ridiculed the incompetence of the heavens, and was restless. After leaving Ansel, he was as anxious as if he hadn't eaten a snack for a minute. Although the matter is urgent, the matter of your Majesty going to the heaven is still the most important thing, and Baimon also spoke to Andre, who was in charge of the country in Subobian city.

"...The situation is very serious." The prime minister who received the communication said coldly, "No delay, I will go right away."

Andre did not trust His Majesty's feelings for the Demon Realm, but that the Heaven Realm would let His Majesty leave! If you play the responsibility card and use responsibilities such as the stability of the heavens and the three worlds to tie down your majesty, and then take the opportunity to cultivate feelings, it will be dangerous after all.

Don't think he doesn't know, unlike demons who are born with sharp-looking horned bat wings, angels have fluffy wings and are best at doing cute flattering things!

Humph! Don't ask them if the tea garden promises or not!

"According to Master Wang, Your Majesty has a contract with the heaven." The prime minister said, "Your Majesty naturally has His Majesty's consideration, and we ministers should also guard against risks for His Majesty."

"Actually, according to the contract of the Demon Realm, the three transactions between Your Majesty and the Heaven Realm have ended, and there is no need to be responsible for any after-sales processing."

The pink slime and the phoenix squatted viciously on the left and right shoulders of Master Wang, the slime stretched himself into a knife, waving it angrily, dancing until Master Wang was blindfolded Jumping straight, I was afraid that the pink tea official's personal vendetta would give him a break.

"Your Majesty is kind, but we are not kind!" Buluru shouted.

"That's the truth." The prime minister nodded.

Baymon pondered for a while, since Andre was coming over immediately, the affairs of the city must be handled by the devil. Now the war is about to end, but the remnants of the lords are still there. For the safety of the royal city, people must be kept. Who else can be used in the city?

Soon, Bai Meng thought of it and smiled faintly.

"Then come over immediately, let's go together."

Theros, who had been standing at a considerable distance, did not interfere in the internal affairs of the Eastern Region, and could immediately sense the end of their conversation, raised his head at this moment, and reminded abruptly.

"If you stay in the Three Realms Tree, you don't count as stepping into the heavens, and it's justified in terms of diplomacy."

Bymont raised his eyebrows.

"I thought that His Majesty Theros would not approve of such a near-door-to-face ride out of consideration for the stability of the Three Realms."

He saw the black-haired and blue-eyed Demon King silent for a while, then raised the pair of black-blue vertical pupils again. The pair of vertical pupils were not as warm as they were when facing Ansi Er, but as cold as ice.

"Because I haven't forgotten for a moment..."

He said softly.

"They were the ones who rejected and exiled Ansel."

This is the logic of the devil, love and hate are clear, hatred is unforgettable.

Although he sometimes silently thanked his fate in his heart, he sent his morning star to the demon world and intertwined with his own destiny. But he never forgot how dazzling he would be as a consul if Ans El developed along a normal trajectory!

They were supposed to shine like two stars, but one star fell and the other rose upward.

Why did the star fall?

Theros never thought that the heavens could escape the guilt. When he first met Ansi Er on the shore of the lake of fire, how frantic and alert the lone traveler was. Heaven has never given Ansair warmth and love, but just blindly took it from Ansair. Now that the dim stars are glowing, they want the stars to stop. Where can there be such a reason? !

Master Wang's pupils tightened for a moment, and then he showed a smile that belonged to the devil.

"Yeah, like you, we won't forget."

"Let's go here, welcome back Your Majesty with a grand ceremony, and show those hypocritical angels..."

"What did they lose."

***

In the city of Suberbian, Hampa sat dully behind the desk, in front of him was a mountain of documents.

He only knew that His Majesty the Demon King Ansair was great, but he did not know that His Majesty Ansair was so great, and the Prime Minister of the Eastern Region, Mr. Andre, was also great, and he had to deal with so many things every day. business! And these matters will be handled by him in the next few days.

The pigeon raised its hands up, but instead of surrendering, it hugged its head in tears.

Can't Coo!

This is too cruel for a pigeon!

He is not actually a devil fighting. Prime Minister Andrea pointed him to a few teammates before he left, but look at these teammates! Just ass!

Morag, with the horn of the bull on his head, was arranging the official documents to cheer him on. Under the official documents, there were alchemy drawings secretly, eager to learn, secretly learning. Ba Chin was also there, flipping through a roster in his hand. He said that this was good, and that he would also invite him over. At the same time, he babbled at Hanpa and asked him why he didn't hurry up with the affairs, otherwise everyone would accompany him. Does he feel guilty for working overtime?

Hampa continued to be sluggish, and suddenly burst out at the end, beating Bachine who was groaning beside him!

Gugugu beat you to death!

Bachin didn't even know that he had come to help Hanpa handle government affairs. The former lord, who has always been gentle and temperless, is now a colleague, and he even beat him! While struggling, he said.

"Hampa! Calm down! Think about Gabo! Your performance determines his treatment!"

The pigeon froze for a while, and continued to look fierce.

Then kill Jiabo Gugu!

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