The pet devil can't stand the brave owner!

"Mom!"

"Ahhh

"Fight the fire! Fight the fire! "

Be careful!"

On the night of the Blood Moon, it is regarded as the most prosperous city in the Central Continent, and it is also the capital of the Central Continent that the empire has not breached for hundreds of years.

At this moment, there is a lot of mourning.

The sound of shouts, wails, mourning, and the sound of people and horses filled the city.

Some people's wealth has been burned for half of their lives, some people's longing for a better future has been cut off like this, and some people's happy families have been shattered like this...

Fear, pain, fear, like never before, spread wildly in this city.

However, none of this has anything to do with the swordwielder.

Perhaps in the eyes of the strong, they are just gently using their strength.

As for the people affected, in the eyes of these strong people, they are more like ants that people will step on when they walk.

Some people may have the whimsical idea to take care of these weak creatures like alms.

But have you ever seen pedestrians apologize for stomping an ant to death?

In this world of extraordinary powers, the gap between those who have power and ordinary people has long been like two species.

This is the reality of this seven-sided world.

Chablolob has long recognized this reality.

For her, who had already had the blood of an unknown number of people on her hands, the wailing of the city couldn't even cause any waves in her heart.

The only thing she felt a little sorry for was that the slash that pierced the whole city seemed to destroy the home she had lived in for half a year.

However, she only felt a little pity.

She was now more concerned with the thing in front of her that she didn't know where it came from.

The slash just now has proved that this thing in front of her is not just an empty shell with a false appearance, and it really has the same power as her in its body.

Not to mention anything else, just that simple slash just now actually had the same style as she used to be.

"What the hell are you?!"

For the first time since she arrived in Central City with the Forbidden Demon Collar, the Demon King Chablorob put away her cynicism.

In the purple eyes that seemed to have a rhyme and a spiritual light, the pupils were erected, and streamers flashed.

The pair of dragon horns that she had deliberately concealed emitted bursts of black light.

The long silver-white hair began to spread out in the dark night.

Chabloro began to take a serious look at the guy in front of him.

But the thing in front of me still didn't answer.

"Thou! Dead or alive! Choose! "

Even if the body is not dominated by the Demon King's soul.

But in this state, Chabrolob, who was deeply affected by the power of the Demon King, also seemed much more tyrannical.

But when a single question was not answered, she began to give an ultimatum.

If it weren't for the forbidden demon collar made of the holy sword, it would suppress the overflow of the demon king's power.

I'm afraid that this thing in front of me has already been bombarded by Chabrolob's eyes

After all, even if they may be of the same origin in terms of strength, the difference between the two things in terms of capacity is like an abyss.

"Chabrolob! Calm down! Holy Sword Town! Just

as Chablorob was wondering whether to tear the thing in front of him in half, or to extract the bones from its body little by little.

Nostoia, however, took action.

For a long time, he had been ignoring the state of the Holy Sword, and once again took the initiative to drive the divine power in the Holy Sword.

And the effect of this is also obvious, mobilized by Chabrolob, the power of the demon king, who was about to break through the confinement, suddenly shrank as if he had seen a cat and a mouse.

So much so that Chablolob, which seemed majestic just now, was like a deflated inflatable doll in an instant.

Even the body is a little smaller.

"Oops! I say you bastard! What are you doing?

Chablorob, who just wanted to get serious, was forcibly interrupted. Angrily, he stomped his feet again and again, reached out and grabbed Nostoia's collar to ask for an explanation.

And Nostoia, who was captured, didn't seem to have any intention of resisting, so he let Chabrolob capture him.

The faces of the two men were only a stone's throw away from each other, and their eyes were facing each other, and the nose of Chabrolob, which was slightly lower than that of Nostoia, could feel each other's snorts.

To say that this is indeed an ambiguous mediation scene in the eyes of others.

However, the two people involved had no such intention at all, and the two of them looked at each other.

One person's eyes are full of anger that his actions have been hindered, and the other's eyes are calm and invisible.

If it weren't for a third person's voice, the actions of the two men would have been more like a confrontation.

"I say! You brave Nostoia and the dragon Lorob! I've heard that some people enjoy the thrill of playing on a battlefield full of fire! But I think it's time for the enemy to come! That's what you do. Will there be some? A

teasing and slightly awkward voice rang out at the sides of Chabrolob and Nostoia.

The person who came was none other than the Emperor Misty Torch, who had just been driven down from the Tower of Babel.

Located on the top of the tower, he sensed the change almost immediately.

Whether it is as a strong man seeking a strong enemy, or as an emperor who protects all people.

All drove him to come as soon as possible.

And all this has long been discovered by Nostoia, who senses the movement around him.

In order to cover up the news that the demon king of Chabrolob is not dead.

Nostoia, who was in a hurry, did not have time to explain all this to Chablorob, so he took action in advance.

Later, as the Misty Torch approached, Nostoa became even more difficult to speak.

Not only that, but he also needed to control Chablorob and not say anything about her being the Demon King.

So the best he could do was to use silence to provoke Chabrolob, who had just escaped from the state of the Demon King.

The details of these things, in fact, as long as Chabrolob calms down and thinks about it, she can understand it herself.

It's just that now she is affected by the violent energy of the demon king, and the whole person is in an emotional state, so that's why it's like this.

However, even so, there was still a hint of clarity in the mind of Chablolob, who had been forcibly interrupted.

She also knew that she couldn't be discovered by the Misty Torch, so she also let go of Nostoia, but there was still resentment in her eyes

, "Anyway, this thing in front of you is the so-called Demon King?"

Misty Torch looked at the Demon King's body in front of her, which for some reason didn't move after the attack, and the terrifying rift that spread behind her.

The Misty Torch craned his neck and watched, as if he was a tourist looking at some scenic spot, but he didn't care about the tragic state of the city at all.

Even when he watched such a grand scene, the corners of his mouth showed a little smile, and the smile and smile became more and more obvious, and in the end, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Hahaha! This will be the Demon King!? Wu

Xiang Juxiao turned his back on his breath, but he just reached out and clenched his fist, and there was a cloud of blood mist in front of him.

The smile on his face turned into a sneer.

"Ridiculous stuff!"