Alien world

Chapter 874 105. The Devil’s Weakness

After a few months, Annan finally lay back on his bed.

Just as Annan was about to fall asleep, Lily jumped in from the window and lay down next to the pillow.

He had no choice but to call the maid Abby to come in, take Lily away, and fall asleep again.

……

The irritating hot magma appeared before my eyes.

Annan, who came to the dreamland, raised his head and looked at the huge flame shadow gradually rising from the lava lake.

Magma pours from the flame phantom like a waterfall, filled with violent and terrifying power.

"Devil Lord, I have arrived at the mountain city, and that damn legendary red dragon warlock is right in front. I need the treasure you gave me to kill your enemy!" Annan shouted straight to the point.

"I won't give you anything." The Demon King refused, "If you take out my treasure, it will know that it is me behind it..."

The flame phantom stared at the small human on the shore, like staring at a crab that raised its pincers and said it would crush the human to death.

"By you?"

But don't try to reason with the devil, just like you don't try to reason with women...well, Olmedo, they are actually pretty easy to talk to.

"This is not a deal! You must do it, otherwise your subordinates-"

……

"Do you still want to hide behind? I mean...hide in the dark?" Annan tried his best to confuse: "That demon king is your enemy, but it doesn't matter. We can cooperate and chop it down one after another. Its minions will finally join forces to kill the demon king!"

"How long have I slept?"

"Less than twenty minutes."

It's almost the same feeling as in the dream...

After seeing so many magical images, it can’t be unaffected at all, right?

Annan's idea is very simple. If the demon king wants to drag him into the water, then he will drag the demon king into the water.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, you have seen the development of Liberty City in your eyes. Of course we can't do it now, but what about ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years from now? Don't underestimate the creativity of these tiny short-lived species... I think Hundreds of years are just a short period of time for a demon king to take a few breaks, right?"

"How about it?"

Abby, who was waiting in the corridor outside the door, heard the call from the door and opened the door and came in.

Annan's main focus is to mess around. There's nothing I can do against you in terms of force, and I don't have an advantage in terms of status, but I can stick to you like candy, right?

Annan came to the living room and watched Olmedo, Itilia, and Ingrid arriving one after another.

"You have changed." Annan sighed softly, interrupting the whisper of the flame shadow shaking open the magma, "Do you still remember the story when we watched the magic images together, exchanged plots, and then invited me to experience the nightmare you arranged..."

"Kill Ersalon's minions, and I will grant you the opportunity to watch the magical image with me."

"I know, go call Olmedo and the others."

"Okay... I understand." Confirming that the demon king in front of him really just wanted to hide behind, Annan changed his words: "You can tell me the information, right? What shortcomings does it have that I can take advantage of? For example Gender, hobbies, desires..."

The Demon Lord is silent, and he really cannot deny this... A new art that is different from literature and opera is rising in Liberty City.

"It has been verified that this demon king is not a female." Annan shook his head.

At first, even the Crimson Queen couldn't resist her coquettishness and softened, but this demon king was indifferent!

As they listened, the images that came to their minds were "Annan flirting with the devil king" and "Annan showing love to the devil king"...

"The method you mentioned is to seduce the Demon Lord?"

"That's too ugly to say!" "Oh, let me correct the wording. It was Annan, the Lord of Liberty City, who paid the price for his people to get close to the Demon Lord."

"It's much better this time."

"Failed?"

"Well... I can't say I failed. The Demon Lord still told me some information about the red dragon warlock."

There are usually two types of red dragon warlocks: one is a red dragon with warlock talent, and the other is a warlock with red dragon blood. No matter which one, its relationship with the red dragon is inseparable.

As the red dragon, second only to the black dragon among the five-color dragons, its power can be imagined.

Let's put it this way, just a legendary red dragon requires a well-prepared legendary team to have a chance to kill, and one with the title of Warlock will only be more difficult to deal with.

Stereotypes are not always true, but they are often a good way to describe a first impression of a group of people.

For example, the legendary red dragon warlock named Moglock is a red dragon who possesses the characteristics of cunning, arrogance, passion for domination, conquest, and power, as well as the dragon clan's desire for wealth.

"Its talent is the same as mine, proficient in summoning. The most powerful spell is to summon the fire element lord, or ten fire element elders."

"Weaknesses are the arrogant and arrogant character itself, extreme fear of sharp things, and dislike of the cold."

Speaking of this, Annan couldn't help but wonder whether those mage towers in the mountain city might have something in common with "sharpness" in the eyes of red dragon warlocks... But it was useless.

Just like humans are afraid of cockroaches, but it does not prevent them from crushing cockroaches with one foot.

"Can we find an opportunity based on its fear of cold?"

This is the north, and as the autumn harvest has passed, it is getting colder day by day. It is normal for a snowstorm to suddenly appear...

"Will you freeze to death just by taking a sip of ice water?" Olmedo asked.

Annan wondered: "What if that red dragon warlock has cardiovascular disease?"

"Who has a better idea?" Olmedo stopped looking at Annan.

"Is that red dragon warlock lustful?" It was Ingrid who spoke.

Annan sat up a little straighter: "If you dare to use Ilimoyas as bait, I will sacrifice you to the demon king."

Ingrid stopped talking.

"Mog——"

"Shh, it can sense when we mention our names." Annan suddenly interrupted Olmedo.

"... Let's not consider the weakness of the red dragon warlock. Let's examine ourselves first and how to defeat it head-on. For example, use the floating city - "

"No, we can't take risks with Liberty City." Annan interrupted her again.

"Our goal is to rescue the souls from the hands of the Demon Lord. If we sacrifice more people and pay a greater price for this, it would be putting the cart before the horse."

But regardless of success or failure, Annan has already thought about his sixth magical image: "Saving the Soldier's Broken Tooth".

Although the truth is that Duanya and the others are dead and cannot even save their souls, but outsiders don’t know...

Olmedo said: "Free City and Magic Image are of no use, so we can only hope that the Dimon Kingdom has a chance to withstand the demonic tide and kill the red dragon warlock."

"So we have failed in vain?"

"No." Olmedo shook his head.

Annan raised his head with hope.

"You are the one who returned in vain."

(End of this chapter)