The knight in the abyss

Chapter 249 The Swordsman
"Lancelot, be careful! That should be the body of Wagmore the Digger!"

Karaline reminded him loudly, although Lancelow had already guessed the answer.In the hall of disputes before, the three withered lords showed up together and issued a mission to the mercenaries to find the Eye of Sarrizdun, but even Wagmore didn't show up on such an occasion, so I'm afraid it's confirmed. Rumors of its weakness convinced the ferocious wormer that the powerful wand had exhausted all its strength, as people had guessed.

And now that Dugba has killed the first Lord of Withering, it is not inconceivable to kill the second one.Lancelot was stunned in his heart. This guy is so ambitious. Could it be that he wants to take all the four districts of the city as his own and become the only overlord of Mogrondal?
The crowd of onlookers also gradually realized that this worm had just killed another withering master, and those with more flexible minds guessed its purpose here.

Like a demonstration, Dugba threw Huo Fen Mo's body in front of Lancelot.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that it was you who killed Satugura." The worm showed a weird and frightening smile at Lancelot, showing the picture hidden behind the three wedge-shaped jaws. A mouth full of sharp teeth, "What a coincidence, I also killed another Lord of Withering, do you want to touch its corpse? It's still hot..."

"So what are you planning to do here?" Lancelot said calmly, but quietly began to pinch the magic formula with one hand, "If you want to seize the position of consul in the spray field, you can give it to You, I'm not interested in this position."

"Oh? Are you dissatisfied with the original spray? Or these..." Dou Chongmo gestured to the surrounding crowd with an exaggerated gesture, "Did the lovely citizens let you down?"

There was a burst of uncomfortable laughter from the audience.The inhabitants of these spray plains all want to be Dugba, but none of them like Dugba.This worm seems to have a somewhat misunderstood understanding of the consul. After taking office, his daily life is to provoke a large group of dog legs on the street. Every day, at least one unlucky demon citizen dies in its hands.

They can understand that Dugba, who has just become the Lord of Blight, needs to build his prestige through killing, but this big beetle seems to regard killing as part of the reward of the Lord of Blight, and even the yugoloth mercenaries who maintain the basic order and would not accept its gold any more.

Demons do have a chaotic nature, but they're not a bunch of fools.They do hate order, but they hate death even more, and their fear of death overrides all alignment tendencies.Powerful demons rule through the threat of violence and death, which is also a disguised promise: if you submit, you will save your life.

It is under this unwritten agreement that demonic cities and kingdoms will be established in the abyss. Although these places are more chaotic and depraved than any mortal country, they can still allow residents who are familiar with the rules of the game to survive. down.Even by demonic standards, Dugba was brutal and unpredictable.

For a neutral city like Moglondar, the ideal consul should be a profiteer who is greedy for wealth, not a tyrant addicted to killing.

"What I think is my freedom." Lancelot's face was icy cold, "And what is your purpose for coming here?"

"Hahaha, I rushed over as soon as I heard that the new consul of the spray field was accepting the challenge. How could I miss such a good show?" Dugba arrogantly showed its appearance to Lancelot and the surrounding audience The carapace and spikes, "Am I a little late here, it seems that you have no opponent, bro."

"Don't worry about the yin and yang, just say what you want." Lancelow kicked the glacier on his shoulder again, "I can give you the position of the consul of the spray plain, but if you insist on fighting, I will also give it to you." It's not that I can't meet your request."

"Hey, brother, for the sake of helping me kill that vicious fox, I'll let you understand." The giant worm began to slowly circle around Lancelot, Its entourage all retreated to the sidelines, "You can choose to give up your identity as the Lord of Withering, but who will be your successor is up to the old ghosts of Kai-Oinli to decide. But according to the rules of Moglondar, who will kill you?" You, whoever is the consul of the spray field. Of course, if you can give me... um... 100 million gold coins, I can't let you go!"

"I don't have 100 million gold coins." Lancelow shook his head, his half-squatting body rotated with the opponent's movement, ensuring that he always faced the opponent head-on, "I can give you my sword, but it is heavy and heavy. Sharp, I'm afraid you won't like it."

"It's really embarrassing for you to do this." Dugba circled around Lancelot and returned to his original position, "Or I'll just kill you, so things will be simple... "

"Dugba! Don't be too presumptuous!"

Another familiar voice came from the sidelines, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was Pacos the Immortal who was speaking. The halfling was sitting on the head of a tall ogre, and forced his way through the crowd to the sidelines .

"Ha, who was I at the time, a stupid halfling." Dugba spit on the ground with strong corrosive saliva, scorching the ground, "Did this human knight just learn from you?" Ah, when I become the consul of the spray field, I will be the first to deal with you, the clown!"

"Ha! If you have the guts, just come and try." The halfling sneered, and at the same time narrowed his eyes to hide his vertical pupils that were accidentally exposed due to emotional excitement, "But there has never been a withering master in Moglondar The precedent of ruling two regions, you have crossed the line."

"It wasn't there before, but it will be in the future. When I become the king of Moglondar, what I'm saying is..."

"Oh? The future king of Moglondar, what role will I play in your dynasty?"

Another unexpected voice came to mind, and the audience parted again. A petite, dark red-skinned humanoid female demon walked in surrounded by several burly demons. It was the current consul of Xueyuanwang. by Ms. Akama.

"Well... if you are willing to be obedient, maybe I can have your place by my side." Two gleams of lewd light shot out from the eyes of the Dou Chongmo, "I mean complete obedience, do you understand what I mean?"

　I really lost a single word of the saved manuscript... If it becomes a single change tomorrow... Please understand in advance... It is because the liver is not moving...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)