The pet devil can't stand the brave owner!

"Hey!!??? Lord Lorob! What did you say? "

That's right!"

Charlene Otta asked Shabrolob in a trembling voice, and she only suspected that she had misheard.

After she was sold to the prostitution of the Heavenly Capital, in addition to the owner of the floating island [the old bustard] great magician, the name she heard the most was the seventh demon king Lan Luos.

After all, this place once existed as the residence of the Demon King Lanros, and there are more ruins about him than before.

But even in the Lewd Heavenly Capital, where pleasure and debauchery are the virtues, the Demon King Lanlos has definitely no good reputation to speak of.

On the other hand, since ruins of the period of the Seventh Demon King can often be found on the floating island, the islanders have a better understanding of what kind of person it was.

It is the embodiment of a beast that uses a female intelligent creature as a toy and constantly tries all kinds of strange behaviors that humans can't imagine to satisfy their desires.

The bottom of the floating island can be said to be covered with mass graves made by Lanlos.

Countless women, even petite males, would be abandoned on the Floating Island after being toyed with by the Demon King Lancelot to death.

Every time such a relic is discovered, a monster formed by the resentment of countless women appears.

A new monster created after the death of countless beings who resented the Seventh Demon King.

Originally, it was a floating island above 10,000 meters, and there was no danger of being attacked by monsters.

However, it is a little dangerous because this monster will appear and wander in the uninhabited alleys of the Paradise without warning.

The lustful capital that never sleeps is also a hotbed of resentful spirits.

Any amusement that might evoke painful memories for the spirits will invite their revenge.

In the increasingly prosperous city now.

In recent years, this kind of thing has even begun to threaten the normal operation of the obscene capital, so that the obscene capital, which is regarded as a permanent neutral zone by the seven-faced world, has to organize and be armed.

It was this kind of thing that gave birth to the [Heather] Guard.

And this was only on the surface of the Floating Island, a place that was usually difficult for those resentful spirits to reach, and now the two of them had directly arrived at the palace of the Seventh Demon King.

Wouldn't those monsters do?

"Huh?"

As if in response to Charlene Horta's imagination, a miserable white glow appeared in the palace where Chablolob had just been unable to reach out his fingers.

Clusters of miserable white energy bodies that couldn't see their outlines at all struck towards Chablorob and Charlene Horta.

"Ahh Lord Lorob be careful!?

Charlene Otta watched as Chablolorob stared at the spirits, as if she was frightened, and she didn't move, and hurriedly stepped forward to pounce on Chablorob.

"Get out of here!"

But her kindness was rejected by Chablolob.

Almost without hesitation, Chablolob pushed Shalene Horta away, still standing still.

Seeing that the swarming spirits were about to devour Chabrolob, Charlene Horta was so sad that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, Chablolob, who should have been devoured by the spirits, was not only unscathed, but she actually did something that made Charlene Horta disbelieve her eyes even more.

She saw that Chablolomb, who had no fear at all, just stretched out his hand.

The spirits that should not be physically harmed at all are like kites that have been caught on the string of their kites.

Even if they roared and struggled like this, they couldn't get out of Chablolob's palms.

"Lo... Lord Lorob! What's going on here? "

Huh!? What's going on? I didn't expect to meet marshmallows on the road!

As he spoke, Chablorob casually tore off a portion of the white energy from the wraiths that were still screaming and howling.

And then he ignored the "Ahhhh "Dead and dead!" "Don't, don't!" Waiting for the painful sound of energy to be stuffed into his mouth, he chewed it with great gusto.

"Hmm!!! Lord Lorob! How did you eat it!?

Charlene Horta's eyes were about to pop out in fright, and Chablolob's actions were a bit too shocking.

"It's delicious! Sweet, it's just a little brushed! Would you like some?

As he spoke, he tore off another piece of the energy body composed of resentful spirits and handed it to Charlene Horta as if he were really sharing candy.

"It's... Or don't want it!

Xia Lian tried to reach for it, but a mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly grew from the energy block that Xia Blo Lob had torn off, and "Quack" wanted to bite off Xia Lian Horta's finger.

She immediately discouraged the idea of trying this special food.

"Alas! It's rare to want to share something good with you! You don't appreciate it yourself! I can't help it, I'll eat it myself!

Chablorob threw the energy block back into his mouth like a jelly bean, but secretly peeked at Charlene Horta's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing Charlene Otta's surprised appearance, I was even more overjoyed.

She's right, it's a good thing, but only for the demon king of Chabrolob.

If Charlene Otta dared to really stretch out her hand, she would probably have died of a convulsion on the spot.

Because these energy bodies are full of hatred for the world and disgust for living beings.

For any normal living being, touching such a thing is equivalent to suicide.

Of course, Chabrolob, the cancer of the world, except for this abnormality.

She is much more harmful than this kind of petty grudge, and it can be said that her existence is a stain on the world.

Resentful spirits are even a tonic for Chabrolob.

Eat this energy body condensed by resentment.

So that Chabrolobub, who could only generate electricity with his own love, can replenish his energy without killing and abusing him.

In other words, these people belong to the fine grains that have been processed.

Chabrolobub really uses this thing as a snack to replenish energy.

Thanks to something like this, Chabrolob, who felt like his body had always belonged to Nostoia, felt the flow of magic again.

Of course, this magic is like someone urinating in the world's largest river.

That's better than nothing.

But with this bit of magic, Chabrolob can at least do some basic things,

such as turning on a lamp in this dark palace.

Chablolob snapped his fingers.

"Huh!" "Huh!"

The whole palace lit up at once.

Why do you say pink? This brings us to the taste of the Seventh Demon King.

Who would hang a spring palace map and neon lights in a palace full of corpses!?

In contrast, Chabrolob even felt that the one in his body might be a little more normal.

After all, the true demon king's soul, she is just using people's corpses as lampholders and her mouth as a container for candles.

Although the true demon king soul also likes to change the lamp holder every once in a while.

But it's not as heavy as it seems.

Rows of hooks in the mouth, ears, eyes, chest, lower abdomen, lower body, hindibule, thighs, directly through the mouth, ears, eyes, chest, lower abdomen, lower body, vestibule, thighs.

It was as if it was deliberately designed to show off the ugliness of these corpses before they died.

"Vomit !!"

Seeing these images, Charlene Horta vomited in an instant, and what she had just eaten while shopping turned into a lump of white substance and vomited on the smooth floor of the palace.

Then in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in an instant.

"Oh! It turned out to be an auto-restore magic! No wonder this place has been maintained for so many years and is still spotless, and even the traces of abuse on those corpses are still clearly visible.

Chablorob commented on this anomaly, but he didn't know how much of a storm it had caused in Charlene Horta's heart.

It turned out to be a magic that can run automatically without being driven by a human.

Charlene Otta began to truly believe that this was the palace that once belonged to the Seventh Demon King.

"Hmmm! Almost! There shouldn't be one here!? Charlene Horta, it's time for us to go!

Chablorob felt the flow of breath and made sure that what she was looking for was not there.

Once again, she urged Charlene Horta to follow her.

It's just that the overly kind Charlene Horta is trying to close her eyes in front of a dead corpse that she hasn't been able to close for hundreds of years.

Unfortunately, all this is meaningless in the face of self-restoring magic, and this young girl who has been dead for hundreds of years will never be able to close her eyes.

This made Xia Lian Ota sad and stunned, staring blankly at the face of the girl in front of her who didn't know how many years she had been dead.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

It was only at this time that Chablorob was able to feel some pity for the girl in front of her, who would still feel pain for the tragic plight of others.

Because she saw her former self in Charlene Horta.

Chablolob never forgot that he was once a kind person before, and even came to this world because he died to save people.

But the more this is the case, the more painful she will be when Chabrolob is trapped in the demon king's body and can't move, and can only continue to do those inhumane and vicious things from the perspective of the true demon king's soul.

Maybe Charlene Horta can also use time to slowly forget by leaving here.

But at that time, Chabrolob didn't even have the right to choose, so he could only keep watching, watching, and seeing that his heart was numb and he couldn't shed tears.

Even later, for a while, Chabrolob couldn't tell who he really was, whether he was a revenant from another world, or a true demon king soul who did all kinds of evil.

It was at that time that Shabrolob, who was afraid that he would be completely assimilated by the True Demon King, became insane, and did everything in the most ridiculous and nonsensical way.

Use this way to escape that pain, and also use this way to resist the erosion of the true demon king's soul on yourself.

It's not that Chablolop can't empathize, it's just that once she empathizes, her soul will be damaged more and more.

But looking at Charlene Horta in front of her, Chablolob, who rarely showed her true feelings, sighed rarely, walked to her side, and patted her shoulder.

"Let's go! You watch, she can't come back to life! What I'm going to do now is to keep more people from dying like her. "

Lord Lorob!?"

When such words were heard from the mouth of Chablolob, even Charlene Otta, who tried to influence Chablolob, raised her head in surprise.

But all she saw was Chablorob, who jumped out like a child with his hands behind his back.

"Hurry up! How long are you going to keep me waiting?! You don't go again! I'll leave you here alone! "

Shabrolob, who couldn't see the expression, still said the words so domineering and rude, as if everything was just Shalen Horta's auditory hallucination.

However, Charlene Horta firmly believes that Chablolob is definitely not her hallucination, and Chablolob must have a gentle side.

"Wait for me! Lord Lorob!

Charlene Horta smiled and followed Chablolob.

It seems that the world's preference for this young lady is indeed not shallow, and Chabrolob's very few sides, which are almost only shown in front of Nostoia, have allowed her to capture.

Nostoia, on the other side, probably didn't expect that it would keep him at a loss, and he didn't know how to pry the gears of Chablolob's change, and he turned unconsciously.

However, a person as keen as him will definitely be able to perceive the changes in Chabrolobub when he sees him again.

It's just that he still has some things to do.

At the moment, he is busy fighting [the old bustard].

To say that it is a war is but in fact it is just a temptation.

Neither he nor [the bustard] seem to have any intention of fighting to the death.

He has been secretly injecting his power into the other party's body the moment he comes into contact with [the old bustard].

And in the next encounter, he will retract his strength, and it is this encounter that makes him more and more convinced that he and Chablolob are not wrong.

The great magician named [Old Bustard] in front of him may have another identity.

Let the world stop the identity of the tongue.

"Slave said! Brave Lord! Do you want to peek into the secrets of your slave's body? You're hot and scurrying around inside the slave's body! I feel like I'm going to lose all the slaves! "

After all, she is one of the few great magicians, and Nostoa has been tempted so many times and she is still aware of it.

But [the bustard] didn't seem to care much about it, and she even deliberately lifted the fabric under her thighs, and threw a wink at Nostoia, her cheeks flushed.

"Lord Brave, you want to inject the slave's body so much, why don't you start here?! The slave will definitely make you feel like you have ascended to heaven! "

If Chabrorob is present, it is estimated that she has broken through the seal and killed this guy in front of her!

What to say! Beaker!