The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

"Hey, hey, hey, can you ask her to stop first? I want to check that out, too."

Let’s not talk about the devil’s professional ethics and Mephisto’s transaction appointment. In Mephisto’s observation screen, Abigail, who was causing trouble in an unknown city, seemed to have attracted people cruising in the sky. Seraph, Mu Hua couldn't help but said to Mephistopheles.

"..." Charles and the others.

At this moment, Charles and the others were completely convinced that they had been saved by an incredible being.

What is that? That is the light of the world, something that cannot be looked directly at, it is the eyes of Unlanga, the sacred and great messenger of the Holy Glory, what is it called and you want to see it?

Probably due to different cognitions, the deformed monster in Mu Hua's eyes was filled with divine brilliance in the eyes of Charles and the others.

A spherical life form composed of a diamond-shaped interface, with seventeen or eighteen angel wings that were not very symmetrical. The six soft long arms made Mu Hua feel that Seraph's arms were more like tentacle monsters than Jealous Touch.

It has no legs and feet, and its floating movement method is somewhat similar to Thursday. It is very large, and its body diameter is estimated to be more than fifty meters.

And it is said that their size will continue to increase as they survive longer. Mu Hua even doubted whether this style of angels was created based on the template of floating monsters.

When it emits blazing light, it will appear larger, so it can imitate the sun when it is high in the sky.

One side of the spherical body has a dazzling arcane ring, while each diamond-shaped interface on the other side seems to have a face.

For these vaguely changing faces, Charles and the others recognized them as sacred faces with thousands of faces, but when it came to Mu Hua's mouth, only the word 'monster' was left.

"Monster!" Well, looking at the image on the screen, Charles and the others muttered first.

However, the monster they are talking about is not the Seraph, but Abigail who bit off three arms and two wings from the Seraph.

Originally, the blazing white flames combined with the power of faith could be regarded as Seraph's enemy-killing weapon, but in the face of gluttonous ghosts and gods, those extremely hot flames were obviously useless.

Seraph completely restrained the flames like holy light on his body, and held the sword, spear, sword and halberd condensed by divine magic in his regenerated arm. At this moment, it was driving hard, although it had a human body shape, but it seemed to want to pounce on it. The fire elemental spirit biting the body wantonly.

Opposite Seraph, Abigail made chewing movements with her cheeks, as if she had eaten something delicious, with a curious look on her face and an unfriendly smile on her lips.

"You want that? Don't worry, there is not only one Seraph here, they also work in shifts, one day on, two days off, at least there are two more." Mephistopheles seemed to understand the young man who was happy to see him. , said to Mu Hua.

"..." Mu Hua.

"Is that food delicious?" Mu Hua asked.

"I don't know, the devil can't touch original sin normally. I'm not involved in gluttony. You know that, right? The taste of gluttony is somewhat different." Mephistopheles spread his hands.

"..." The trio of Charles Soy Sauce transformed into expression emperors. Listening to the discussion between Mu Hua and Mephistopheles, they were speechless for a while, but their expressions were full of variety.

"Okay, let's get serious." As if he didn't want to distract Mu Hua anymore, Mephistopheles left the 'live broadcast'.

"Look, I think you need this. It will definitely help you more than the Philosopher's Stone. Fenrir's Fang, this thing is also a treasure-level weapon in hell. I can even lend it to you first. For Godslayer, it can help you a lot."

Mephistopheles turned over his hand and took out a dagger with a blade as long as an adult's forearm, and threw it to Mu Hua rather grandly.

"Fang of Fenrir? At most, it's just the tips of Fenrir's claws." He took the dagger with a slightly ornate handle, a direct-attack weapon. After a cursory inspection, Mu Hua's mouth showed disgust, even He casually slashed his forearm.

Rarely, Mephistopheles had an unexpected expression for the first time since meeting Mu Hua.

"Fake!" Catching the dagger thrown back by Mu Hua, Mephisto stared at Mu Hua who looked normal until the wound recovered, and Mephisto uttered a meaningless sentence.

"You have the Poison of the World? Where's the Speed?"

"Hornous skin? Is your horny skin that highly developed? How many organisms have you absorbed?"

"Did you get Fenrir's body? Which prodigal thing sold it to you, and what did you use to collect it?" Looking at Mu Hua who ignored the damage caused by the 'Fenrir Fang', Mephistopheles asked a series of questions .

Unless you possess the poison of the world, you have no ability to ignore the devastation of the poison of the world. There are very few ways to obtain the poison of the world. Horny skin and transformation are already the most ideal methods.

And it is not difficult to tell from Mephisto's tone that he cares more about Fenrir's speed ability than the poison of the world.

"What, do you want to try?" Mu Hua raised his palm and poked out sharp nails from his fingertips. The nails of a vampire cannot be compared with those of a clawed devil, but if it contains the poison of the world, no one will despise it. it.

"No, I don't want to at all." Mephistopheles shook his head and looked at Mu Hua's fingers with some taboo, taboo, but not really taboo, his expression was more like seeing something dirty.

"Jealousy, elemental elves, poison of the world, blood manipulation, I heard that your attainments in space magic are not low. Are you qualified to explore the rank of lord?"

"Let me tell you first. If you want to fight for the throne, don't come to me. Don't look at me like this. I'm still quite strong. You need at least one thousand... seven hundred... at least within five hundred years. You can't beat me."

As he became increasingly unclear about Mu Hua's potential, Mephisto's attitude towards Mu Hua changed slightly. His tone was a bit harsher than before, but it also seemed to be more genuine.

"Just one Kains gives me enough headaches. I can't compete for any throne." Mephistopheles looked timid, but Mu Hua would not believe his lies.

It's not that he doesn't believe he is strong, on the contrary, but Mu Hua will never be hostile to him casually if it is not necessary. A devil who can be recognized by the six kings may be a coward.

"This dagger of yours has no meaning to me. Is there any inheritance crystal that can transform blood and energy?" Mu Hua asked.

"Transformation by blood and gas is not magic. You can only comprehend it by yourself. Alternatively, if you find a being who can transform by blood and gas as a medium for the transformation technique, it may also have a certain promotion effect." Mephistopheles said.

"possible?"

"Well, maybe, after all, it only has results and no process."

Mu Hua was disappointed that the horny skin would not allow him to gain the ability of blood energy, and Mu Hua couldn't help but glance at Jacob who was standing aside.

"Can you only comprehend it yourself?" Mu Hua asked Mephistopheles again.

"Well, if you have a strong enough physique, it's not difficult to transform your blood into shape. You can always reach it if you take some time." Mephistopheles confirmed.

"But he can use blood energy to transform without enlightenment." Mu Hua pointed at Jacob, and Jacob released his own Gang Qi Demonic Shadow in time.

"He, his thing is interesting, but it is the result of mutation and has no reference value." Mephistopheles said.

It doesn't matter whether it mutates or not. In Jacob's opinion, it is interesting to be said something interesting by the existence in front of him, and he seems to be very powerful?

"Is my War Ghost incarnation very powerful?" Jacob asked expectantly. As for the War Ghost incarnation and so on, Mu Hua was used to people in this courtyard giving random names to their abilities.

"Ha~~, Mu, where did you find such a cutie?" Mephistopheles chuckled and turned to look at Jacob.

"Well, if you meet a customer who likes to collect rare animals, you should be able to sell them for some money."

Jacob: "..."

Dispersing the demonic shadow behind him, Jacob said that as a man, you should punch to the flesh, and you don’t need to use the power of the devil!

Mu Hua shook his head and ignored the overly dramatic Jacob. He pursed his lips and chuckled, acting as a transparent person. However, Charles patted Jacob on the shoulder quite thoughtfully. Jacob had a good impression of the old man. It immediately increased by a few points.

"Okay, Mu, I can use the Philosopher's Stone to trade with you, but you have to consider the price in this regard." Seeing that Mu Hua had no demand, Mephistopheles still did not give up his plan to purchase the god's corpse.

He didn't care whether Mu Hua could kill the god or not. Even if Mu Hua was killed, it would have no impact on him.

"Forget it about the Philosopher's Stone. Can it be exchanged for a devil's corpse? One god's corpse is exchanged for two big devil's corpses, the kind that have not been absorbed by the dimensional turbulence." Mu Hua shook his head and said after thinking.

"Big devil? Oh~~ you mean... Haha, I have to say, Mu, your laziness will make countless devils ashamed."

"However, this is indeed a wise choice." Mephistopheles was briefly surprised, but instead of shouting about losing money like Becerro usually did, he showed a somewhat appreciative expression.

"Perhaps, one day, we can be colleagues? Hahaha~" With laughter of unknown meaning, Mephisto's body slowly disappeared in front of everyone. (End of chapter)