The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 231 The Lost Devil

"Look, everyone, this is our horse farm... Here, qualified war horses are produced every day."

"Yes, yes, every day~"

The drow elves and the little flower demons who were in charge of the introduction were responding, and introduced the various tasks of the Northern Territory: "After the production, what the stablekeeper has to do is to arrange the races between the horses... and then according to the comprehensive information of each horse, Ranked by strength."

Yes, although the horse farms in the Northern Territory produce horses every day, each horse is not carved from the same mold.

But there is a slight difference in performance and value.

Moreover, depending on the level of the horse farm, the horses produced may carry some skills... such as [struggle heart], [pure heart] and the like.

It is also unlikely that Seven Island Semu will wake up every day to see the attributes of the new horses, because there are really too many things to do every day.

This is not the case for daily tasks... Seven Island Island Semu is the clearest about the cost of playing games too much.

Did you play the game until you died suddenly! ?

It just so happens that there are many people in the Northern Territory who don't have the talent to be professionals, and the Northern Territory itself doesn't have that many clerical jobs to do.

A special horseman was arranged to test the attributes of the horses.

"Ahem, everyone, look this way..."

The drow said so, pointing to a sign with some patterns and words on it, and she said: "Finally, each batch of war horses will be sorted according to their values, and they will enter this ranking list together with the war horses of all ages."

On this big sign, there are clearly marked the numbers of many war horses, and there are combinations of words and numbers beside them.

It can be seen vaguely...

It is words such as [T0], [T0.5], [T1], which make people not understand what it means.

"Well, may I ask... what is the meaning of the combination of those Celtic characters [T] and numbers?"

"Yeah, I don't know either."

"Correct."

"..."

Some newcomers from the Northern Territory who were visiting and choosing jobs for their future asked this question, and the little flower demon responded immediately:

"The smaller the number, the more powerful the horse! As for the meaning of [T0] and [T1], I don't know... This is the arrangement of Boss Longlong and Shishi's second son~ hehe~"

Looking at these newcomers who seemed to understand but half understood, the drow cleared his throat and prepared to lead everyone to the next work place.

Next up is the kitchen...

There are many, many new residents who will do some kitchen work in the end... because the food in the Northland is really super good.

The richness of the dishes is outrageous, so the number of chefs required is quite a lot.

In addition, even if these people don't know anything, they must know how to cook... Before joining the Northern Territory, they must have cooked their own food, there is no doubt about it.

However, at this time...

"Boss, there is a situation."

The other drow said so, and in the daze of the drow leader who was explaining the matter, he quickly approached and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... That's the way it is, Lord Nesta and the third boss have passed by, do you want to go and see the leader?"

Regarding drow's return, the drow leader nodded and entrusted the work to the little flower demon and the new drow.

On the other hand, he quickly headed towards the gate of the Northern Territory.

When the leader of the drow arrived, Nesta, the mage girl, Sebbelia, two generals and three generals, were already waiting at the door.

And standing opposite them seemed to be the Ex-Machines who had just completed their registration... not just one, but 11 of them.

The leader of the drow looked at the registration records and found that the opponents were all fighter professionals.

Eleven Ex-Machina fighters.

Well, eleven fighters joined the Northern Territory, which is not surprising in itself.

The strange thing is... these 11 people are Ex-Machinas.

Why did the Ex-Machines join the Northern Territory?The homeland of the Ex-Machinas is in heaven, and there is no way they will [destroy their homeland] or something like that.

This is clearly different from those refugees.

"..."

There is something strange about this... Everyone knows this.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the eleven Ex-Machinas who had completed their registration silently walked into the Northern Territory.

The Ex-Machinas didn't seem to notice who the people around him were observing him, and they didn't know that these people were the high-ranking people in the Northern Territory.

This is normal, after all, if he joined without a special purpose, then naturally he would not recognize these leaders.

"Sebbelia...what do you think?"

The mage girl asked, her intuition told her that something was wrong, she pondered: "11 people... 22 people, is there any connection between them?"

The mage girl who said this clearly reminded her of the [22 Ex-Machines Killer] who chased them down before.

From this point of view, it is the best and safest to grab him directly... After all, Nesta is here this time.

As soon as Nesta made a move, all troubles were solved.

But...if these eleven fighters are innocent, it's not good to blame them directly.

Mainly, it's going to get awkward.

At this time, the mage girl will be very emotional...

It would be great if the second sister was here at this time, as long as the second sister randomly grabs the tentacles in the air a few times, the problem will be solved.

It is very simple to find out the inner ghost.

Although the mage girl didn't quite understand the principle.

"How to do?"

As Herilinde said this, she obviously also thought of the previous [22 Ex-Machina Killers], and asked the mage girls for their opinions.

Now, Herilind is very proficient in Common Tongue.

By comparison...

"Fuck, do you want to be the last left? I'm very tired."

It is clear that Blackstone Pearl learned Common Language earlier than Herilind and his demon subordinates, but what he has spoken so far is very strange.

The only proficient and extremely standard pronunciation is the sentence [What year is it, and you still smoke traditional cigarettes? 】

Pronunciation standards seem to be written into textbooks.

"I'm not sure, maybe... business as usual."

Saying so, the mage girl looked at the eleven Ex-Machina warriors who silently walked into the Northern Territory, and said, "I can only, please, Nesta, keep an eye on each other... Only you are more suitable in the territory." gone."

After all, the strength is here.

"I understand..."

After Nesta's nod in response.

"Meow~ Nesta, you're already busy meow..."

The voice of the cat druid came from the low wall beside him: "Let me do the staring at each other~"

"sorry to bother you."

"Don't bother, meow~ After all, it's for Yong... After all, it's for Boss Bercy, meow~"

———Devil’s Dividing Line———

After [Kespi Baoguo] opened his eyes, the first thing he saw... was the sun.

It's light, light...

"Ah... what a nostalgic sight."

【Kespi Baoguo】, or the devil with Kespi Baoguo's body was talking to himself, and he scratched his face lightly.

In the next instant, the blond hair that originally belonged to Kepi Baoguo quickly turned fiery red.

No, it's not [flaming], but a deeper wine red that symbolizes the devil.

Just like his body on the 666th floor of the abyss.

Moreover, I don't know if it is an illusion, but the iconic horse face of the Baoguo family has become shorter after being possessed by the devil.

The whole person looks much handsomer.

It can even be said that at this moment he can hardly be seen as 【Kespi Baoguo】.

"Getting melted while going to the toilet... so funny."

The devil, who got the truth about the melting time from the memory of Kespi Baoguo, looked towards the direction of the royal city while talking to himself.

Now, the large force of the rebels has already headed in that direction.

Although it is absolutely impossible for Mr. Devil to follow him, he still has to go there now... because of the contract.

In the contract with Kespi Baoguo, it was clearly stated... that he would help him wake up his father, so he was going there.

Even if it's just to wake it up for one second and let it be controlled again in the next second, he must complete the agreement.

Even now Kespi Baoguo is dead.

The devil is very observant of the spirit of the contract.

"..."

While pondering, the devil released a kind of... wonderful power, not magical power, nor some kind of energy.

This is something specious.

If Belsie was here, he might realize that... this is similar to the circles of [waves] that Da Zhuang released before.

But only similar.

And the lines released by the devil can cover a very short range, almost only covering a range of [-] meters around the body, and it only lasts for a short time.

Moreover, it is not clear what effect such power has.

But soon...

"Hey~"

Accompanied by the sound of deer, a creature resembling a sika deer walked through the bushes blankly and came to Mr. Devil's side.

The devil also naturally put his hand on the deer, and soon...

The confusion in the deer's eyes disappeared.

"..."

"Can't you find a better body?"

It was very frightening. From the mouth of this deer, a voice like a woman came out, and in its eyes, there was also a humanized disgust.

"You know what? Asmo... the stench of beasts is really obvious."

However, because of the deer's words, Mr. Devil's name was also known... Asmo, this is obviously part of his name.

However, if [Asimo] is used as a title, then these three words are also his name itself.

It's as if Bercy took the three characters [Belcy] from his real name, as others called him.

"It's rare to get out of trouble, so don't expect so much... After all, this body is just a clone."

Asmo said so, he shrugged his shoulders lightly: "What's more, even if we are in person, we may not be able to exert too much power."

After all, it has been sealed for so long.

For the first time in millions of years, they felt so weak...even when they were defeated in the war, they had never felt so weak.

"Get out of trouble? Hmph..."

The female devil in the deer snorted coldly, she moved the hands and feet that belonged to the deer, "We are still trapped in that ridiculous prison..."

Yes, their souls are still sealed, but their consciousness can be diffused and possessed through Kespi Baoguo's body.

The more active she is, the more indignant this female devil is: "A deer? I'm actually a deer now?! If I had known this, I might as well die in a war with the devil."

Hearing what she was obviously complaining about, Asmo didn't pay much attention to it, and just started heading towards the royal city.

"You didn't forget, did you? If we are not united, what awaits us is not death in battle."

Asmo said so, helping the female devil (deer) recall: "In the final war, we faced the demons who became more and more orderly, and we were defeated in a row... Afterwards, we were the ones who killed ourselves. "

In the long memory, under the passage of time, accompanied by emotions such as anger and sadness, it is not easy to recall the past perfectly.

But Asmo seems to remember it clearly, maybe this is why he is recognized as the carrier of all devil consciousness.

"That's right...that's right."

Said the female devil in the deer, she had remembered: "We are lost in faith."

Yes, the danger of belief is no less than the fragments of snake sloughs...or to put it in the current way of people-snake carcass and scale powder.

Although people can gain strength from faith, if they cannot withdraw from faith, they will be lost.

It is very simple to withdraw, that is to put aside those [external influences] and set an anchor point on your own mind and soul.

One anchor enough to always know you are yourself.

It's easy to say, but extremely dangerous to do.

Because they are not special enough... Even these devils who have reached level 8 do not have enough specialness to make them unforgettable.

Not to mention the eighth level, even the ninth level has become a god.

It is difficult to guarantee that oneself as a ship will not capsize from the increasingly huge sea of ​​belief...

The gods that all Cathay have fallen into madness are the best example.

In the end, it fell to the point where they and their people, who loved God and were loved by them, killed each other to the point of both perishing.

What a tragic and ironic despair...

"What are we going to do next?"

As the deer said this, she seemed hesitant: "Take back hell? Or... go to revenge?"

As for the deer devil's words, Asmo did not answer directly, but asked instead: "Revenge? Who do we have enmity with? The God of Light? The white dove? Or the devil?"

Asmo said with a sigh: "Although I still hate that group of demons, our defeat is due to inferior skills... There is indeed [enmity] between us, but it is not to the extent of [revenge]."

"As for the God of Light... we are the ones who are sorry for Him, and the same is true for the white pigeons. Their sealing behavior is truly disgusting."

"But this is still our own fault... Our loss (lost) is the crime. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't act."

For Asmo who said so, the female devil of the deer wanted to refute, but couldn't find the words to say...

Although Asmo was suspected of speaking for the enemy, what he said was indeed correct.

The devil is a loser, and as long as there is a fight, there must be a loser... No one is sorry for them, even the devil who defeated them.

"How many people do we have? How many people still live in my body?"

Asmo asked.

As for this, the female devil, who knew the situation better, followed him while responding: "Including you, we only have 72 compatriots."

72 bits, which is far less than when it was combined at the time.

For a long time, the consciousness of many devils died in silence... They fell silent and never spoke again.

"..."

"..."

Both of them were silent.

"We have witnessed the glory of countless races turned into dust, but when it is really our turn, I (we) can really feel the sadness."

Asmo said with emotion, he sighed softly: "I'm not sure what we're going to do in the future...let's finish the content of the contract first."

In other words, help the Resistance?
The deer demon is not good at evaluating whether this is the right choice, but there is no doubt... now that he has lost his shelter.

It seems like nothing makes sense anymore.

(End of this chapter)