The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The itinerant bishop did not really hear what the humanoid monster said. In any case, the huge and twisted body he saw before has surpassed human cognition.

After the initial shock, he could hardly restrain the slight tremor in his voice and asked.

"What the **** are you..."

The other party did not use honorifics.

Courtesy Vasago thought for a while and realized that he was meeting the unqualified person that His Majesty said.

[Vassago, I'm glad you learned to be polite. 】

The white-haired demon king once sat in the office, facing the supervisor who stood with a tentacle that was not retracted directly above his head, with a tired relief on his face.

【I also want you to know that even if you speak politely, there are always some unqualified demons. 】

【Please bear with me, Vassago, with your... uh... tolerant heart! 】

[Instead of poking the other party directly into a sieve. 】

【Are you okay? 】

Your Majesty has spoken, it must be good!

From then on, the water monster that traverses the great lake in the demon world has become a polite salted fish. In the evaluations of other demons, he actually became a close minister with the best temper, standing behind the Demon King all day long, so that many demons have forgotten the violent temperament of this water monster.

Vassago kept smiling despite the rudeness.

"Me?"

"I am the devil."

Oh, my courtesy must have paid off.

Vassago thought so.

Look, the ants are happy, and they all start playing games in a circle.

But the ant in the lead made a loud and disturbing cry, so high that it seemed to risk its life. Vassago didn't know, after the initial shock, the bishop heard him say he was a demon, what kind of storm surged in the bishop's heart at that moment!

This is a demon in full human form that has never been seen before!

He even fully conforms to human aesthetic standards, with silver hair and gray eyes, gentle and polite, and can use honorifics. In the face of them, this demon did not come up and beat him to death, but like a cat playing with mice, observing, teasing, and doing his best!

You must seize the opportunity, and the Holy Court personnel present will have a chance to survive!

Unlike Ansair, Vassago, who did not hide his strength and aura at all, was like a huge giant to the itinerant bishop. Every time the giant stepped down, the ground would shake, so the ants on the ground thought they had been attacked, and chose to fight back in desperation.

Vassago could not understand the panic of the itinerant bishop, but he could understand the bishop.

"Devil! Don't think we will fear you!" The itinerant bishop said sharply, "Humanity will eventually defend the human world and eliminate all demons!"

Vassago's smile faded away.

This is no longer... rude.

The bishop's voice continues.

"The angel has come! Even the devil can't resist!"

Oh.

Tread the mine with precision.

Vassago can put up with disrespectful remarks from others and try to be more polite, but there is only one case where he will ditch all the extras for good and become the one wandering the lake again The vicious monster above.

—When someone tries to damage the dignity of the Demon Lord Ansel.

Angels focus on virtue, while demons focus on dignity. When the demons show off the horns on their heads, dignity shines above their heads. Except for the partner, no one can touch the horns of the devil, because that means willingly giving up everything in front of the partner, including the dignity that is more important than life.

—Crush the ants.

The water monster thinks so.

—Break them down!

The water monster's silver-toned gray pupils were wide open without emotion, waiting for the moment when the blood mist filled the sky.

No blood can wash away the offense suffered by Your Majesty! These bugs!

But even faster than this blow was the rain of lightsabers, arrows glowing blue and falling like a torrential rain. Rao was when Vassago retreated, and when one of the tentacles retreated, he was also taken with a few scales. This was just a minor injury, and what Vassago cared about was the person who released the magic.

The water monster raised its head, the retracted silver-scale tentacles twisted and fluttered beside him, and he looked up at the sky where the arrow came from.

In the Holy Court, the blue-eyed angel slowly retracted his hand, and the hand holding the bow and arrow fell to his side. His eyes were cold, as if he had crossed countless spaces and pinpointed the demon who dared to be arrogant in the human world.

No cover up at all, do you really think you can do whatever you want in the human world?

At this time, Shalia thought that Vassago, who exuded a demonic breath, was the demon who injured him, so he was very cautious. The blue light arrow was just a small test. When he found out that the other party was actually injured by the light arrow used as a test, Sharia's eyes moved slightly.

This demon is not that strong, and cannot match him.

It wasn't the devil who shot him, but another devil.

But...

Since it is a demon, it should not exist in the human world!

Shalia will never forget the shame, how he was pierced through the wings and nailed to the wall. Every time he thinks of this shame, his whole body trembles with anger. It doesn't matter if it's another demon, Angel Sharia has decided to clear all the demons found!

He opened the bow and arrow again, this is not a weapon he is good at, but if his strength reaches a certain level, he can integrate many weapons. Sharia, the consul, is exactly like that. The next arrow is no longer a test, he really used his strength!

Light arrows roared from the sky, Vassago looked up, this feeling of oppression was really long gone, it made him dream back to the battlefield where he fought side by side with His Majesty, His Majesty's white hair fluttered in the strong wind , defending their subjects from all life-threatening attacks...

Just now!

It was the sound of the wind tearing apart the space, and the white-haired demon king arrived at a critical moment. Magic power covered his hand, he grabbed the light arrow with one hand, followed the strength of the arrow and threw it in a circle, and threw it into the distance! The roar of the arrow hitting the ground even directly shocked the staff of the Holy Court to faint, and almost half of the street instantly turned into flying dust!

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, Ansi Er stood up straight, and the magic horns and vertical pupils were complete, all of which he put on in a short period of time.

There is also the movement to break the space, which requires the use of the demon bat wing. In a desperate situation, Ansi Er had to use the broken one first, because the new bat wing has not been completed. At first glance, his bat wings were completely intact. In fact, His Majesty the Demon King racked his brains and put a patch similar to plaster on the broken place.

The new three years, the old three years, and the sewing and mending for another three years.

Tears.

. And, judging from the power of this arrow...

Ansier lowered his eyes slightly.

I am afraid it is not inferior to the three devil kings, that is...

The Archon of the Celestial Realm.

The rulers of the heavens can't stay in the supreme heaven, what are they going to do in the human world? Ans El didn't know, but that didn't stop him from having a bad impression of this angelic consul. Ansier did not face the fear of his former boss at all. Anyone who dared to hurt his subjects must pay the price!

Seeing his Majesty guarding him in front of him, staring at the direction of the arrows with cold eyes, Vassago seemed to be drinking several barrels of the strongest iris wine. .

"Your Majesty, it hurts QVQ"

Ansel: "…"

He was instantly furious!

Look! That **** consul, beat his supervisor "pain"! The scales that fell off can even cover the fingernails!

He irritably unfolded the patched bat wing pendant, and was about to go head to head with that angel. Suddenly, a furry thing leaned against his calf.

The black swan was clinging to Ans Air's calf, and the dark blue eyes glanced up, as if it was a little difficult to speak. In the end, the black swan was heartbroken, looked up at Ansier's pitiful appearance, and let out a trembling cry from his throat.

"Woooo, quack."

Anse, it hurts!

In a word, let Ansair protect him and fight!

He learned!

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