The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

The sparse stars sprinkled a little bit of brilliance, and fell on the temporary base of the Demon King's army in a corner of Sofia City, or above the evil base camp, covering this dark castle with a layer of mystery.

However, this kind of scenery is invisible from the outside. Under the guardianship of Sharon's space barrier, people outside could not see the real scenery here. Under Aya's continuous renovation and revision, this building that originally belonged to the royal family has become a veritable war fortress, and I am afraid that a legion will not be able to attack it.

"Then, I go out to relax, maybe I will come back later, don't worry." Ulysses waved his hand, and then left the castle. Because he was going to see a bad friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, he didn't have anyone with him this time. Instead, he acted alone, just telling Aya.

"I see, Master." Aya, who had almost guessed who Ulysses was going to see tonight, smiled and waved, and watched him leave the castle. Of course, it is necessary for Sharon to pay attention by the way. After Sharon, many things are much more convenient. As long as the owner is still in Sofia City, it will be easy for Sharon to find him, and he will no longer be able to judge the owner's situation only by the response of the contract as before.

Ulysses walked on the streets of Sofia at night, and the night here became extraordinarily lively due to the glorious festival. You can see all kinds of vendors and merchants everywhere, as well as countless interested tourists. Especially some of the orcs with the characteristics of night walking, at this time is the most energetic time of their day, they can be seen everywhere.

The colorful magic spar lamps emit beautiful light on both sides of the street, making the street look like the daytime. People who returned to Sofia City from the venue of the Brave Conference were talking about the upsets that broke out in this game, as well as the emergence of outstanding people.

For these ordinary people, the fierce battle that took place on that arena was as incredible and magical as a dream. Randomly tear the earth apart, summon powerful thunder and lightning, and burn a flame that melts all the rocks. This is not the power of magic in the general sense, but only belongs to those who are favored by the God of Destiny and have worked hard enough.

Beyond the limits of mankind, the existence that mankind can't match is the seven-level powerhouses who have mastered the power of the treasure. What's more, at this conference, there are suspected eight-level strong people. For these ordinary people, that is already close to the legendary level of existence.

Only under the guarantee of the magic enchantment constructed by the Supreme Cult and the Sorcerer's Guild, could they have the ability to see the battles of many 7th-level powerhouses at such a close distance. If it is normal. They probably didn't dare to approach the two 7th-level powerhouses in the fierce battle. The aftermath of the eruption of the forces on both sides could kill most people.

Looking at the bustling crowd around, Ulysses couldn't help but recall the night that changed his fate.

If Kanka hadn't broken into his room and occupied his bed at that time, and asked him to go for a walk on the beach temporarily, he would probably be one of those tourists who came to watch the glorious festival. Until now, he didn't understand why he got the book of the devil, and why he was selected by the book of the devil.

"Master, the criterion for choosing heirs in the Book of Demon Kings is not strength, but aptitude. Maybe you don't know it yourself, but since the Book of Demon Kings chooses you, it means that you have the aptitude to become a demon king." Aiya once said It came to Ulysses' mind. Although I don't want to admit it, things seem to be developing as she said.

Since inheriting the power of the Book of Demon King, his growth rate has far surpassed the previous ten years. It can be said that compared to when he was desperately practicing light magic, the increase in strength had to be calculated by more than ten times. After obtaining the domain of unlimited desire on the desert island, the speed of power growth is even more abnormal, and there is almost no need to specially cultivate, and his basic abilities are also rapidly improving.

I don't know when, he has already reached a height that he could not reach in his most arrogant dream. Unfortunately, this is not the power of light magic, but the power of darkness that destroys everything, that is, the power of the devil from the demon king Astarot.

Aiya said that his prophecy that he is more suitable for the identity of the demon king than anyone else seems to really become a reality.

How did this kind of thing start? He could not understand. In the ten years he has memories, he has never had any special feelings about the power of darkness. It's better to say that what he likes has always been the power of warm light, and he usually practices light magic, and his ideal is a sacred priesthood.

Before contacting Aya, he absolutely had nothing to do with the dark powers. Although the current continent no longer blindly discriminates against the dark professions with powerful powers, he does not care much about that when cultivating light magic. For him, whose ideals are priests, the power of darkness is really a completely irrelevant thing.

So why does the Book of Demon Kings unilaterally think that he has the potential of a demon king?

Walking on the busy street, Ulysses thought about this question that he had thought about countless times. Unfortunately, the final answer is still the same as the previous countless times-I don't understand.

"Great God, Supreme God, can you understand..." After drawing a cross on his chest, Ulysses cast his gaze into the infinite and far-reaching sky. According to legend, the Supreme God lives in the deepest part of the infinite and far-reaching sky, looking at this vast world at all times.

"Huh?" In Ulysses's vision, a silver sacred light flashed across the sky. In that light, there was a hazy white figure with open wings, like the legend of when the messenger of the **** descended on the ground. Same.

"Is it wrong?" After rubbing his eyes, the silver light had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed before.