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Chapter 49 The Curse of the Demon God

Hateres, the thief who stole the holy relic, was finally caught and brought to justice by the Lord, and the time for committing the crime was ridiculously short.

After being discovered by El-Melloi II that the other party still had the magic eye, he killed his own magic eye without saying a word, and pressed it on Hateres' face.

Hartley, who wears glasses and has long red hair, looks very refined and scholarly.

Hartress: "..."

"It's actually the former head of the modern magic department. No wonder the holy relic was taken away."

El-Melloi II also figured out why the holy relics he kept were stolen so easily. After a long time, it turned out that the crime was committed by an inner ghost? !
The safe he used to store the holy relic was sealed with modern magic.

On the way being escorted by El-Melloi II, Hateres was obedient and obedient, and had no intention of resisting at all.

There is a saying that a man who knows the current affairs is a good man, and Hatteres is obviously the one who knows the current affairs.

Next to him was a magician from the Age of Gods who could throw big magic tricks at will. He resisted with his head!
If he successfully summoned the servants, he would still have a chance to fight, but if he didn't have any servants, then forget it.

The gap between modern magicians and magicians of the age of gods is a gap that is visible to the naked eye. Others are treated as VIPs directly connected to the source. Modern magicians like themselves have to use a VPN to bypass the wall if they use magic.

At least Hartless doesn't have the ability to counter the power of the magicians of the Age of Gods, especially since he wants to re-establish the magic of the Age of Gods, he has a deep understanding of this power.

El-Melloi II and Gray surrounded Hatteres in the middle, and the unusual atmosphere caught the attention of the surrounding magicians.

However, the magicians who were accustomed to intrigues calmly did not ask El-Melloi II why, thinking it was just some personal grievance.

However, on the magic eye collection train, because the organizer is a dead disciple, it would not be a fuss and would not end.

"Thank you, I have handed over the thief who stole the holy relic to the Jurisdiction Division. I'm afraid she didn't expect to work on the magic eye collection train, right?"

El-Melloi II came to Xia Li and sat down, heaved a long sigh of relief, and thanked him in a relaxed mood.

"It's nothing, I just don't want thieves to disturb the rare banquet."

Xia Li smiled contemptuously, holding a transparent goblet with one hand, staring at the crystal clear glass surface, reflecting the face of El-Melloi II.

El-Melloi II trembled subconsciously. Even after so many years, the golden solipsistic arrogance of the King of Heroes is still his psychological shadow.

Although what he said was extremely arrogant, he didn't take anyone seriously, even to the point where people thought he was crazy.

But as long as they have faced the deadly oppressive force once, it is difficult for most magicians just to speak.

Even though the mastermind behind the scenes had been caught, Xia Li still spoke to him in this tone. El-Melloi II had to wonder whether he wanted to see him make a fool of himself like his own little devil step-sister.

If he wanted to see him make a fool of himself, then Xia Li's goal had indeed been achieved, and El-Melloi II was already nervous.

The main reason is that the tone of Xia Li's imitation is too similar, almost to the extent that Guan Zhiyi dubbed it himself, and there is a similarity that cannot be ignored anyway.

This is the voice-changing BUFF he gave himself when fooling around with the knights of the round table, the blessing from the Holy Lance (Gift), I don't know why it hasn't disappeared.

It may be because the blessing is too insignificant, even if the power of the holy gun disappears, it can still last for a long time.

What's more, although he and the Holy Spear have been disconnected from synchronization, but the remaining spiritual divinity, once the summer calendar becomes serious, people will experience what it means to be divine power like a prison.

Although it is a show, but with this accent, it is enough to scare El-Melloi II.

It has to be said that the shadow cast by the King of Heroes on El-Melloi II is really deep enough.

"Next, the organizer will show the Magic Eye, are you interested in taking a look?"

Xia Li returned to his normal tone and asked casually. Of course, the auction will be at the end, but before that, the guests must be familiarized with the products in advance.

Only then can we weigh it in our hearts, and finally decide whether to spend a lot of money on the auction.

"No, I haven't slept well recently. I need to take a good rest for a few days."

El-Melloi II was silent for a while before shaking his head to express that he was not interested in participating in the auction. It should be said that he was not interested in collecting trains from the magic eye from the very beginning.

If Hateres hadn't stolen the holy relic, he wouldn't have wanted to come to the auction full of scary money figures.

Because it will make him realize with tears that he is a poor man with financial constraints, and watching other magicians spend a lot of money and throw coins is simply a kind of humiliation and torture.

El-Melloi II left, and went back to the guest room to rest in peace of mind.

The auctioneer, Leandra, pushed the dining cart into it slowly. Of course, what was placed in the center of the dining cart was not any food, but eyeballs soaked in a transparent cylindrical solution.

I got a few eyeballs in the eating place. I have to say that the organizer understands disgusting people. The weird and strange scenes have a sense of sight of horror movies.

However, the guests around were all magicians. Although the scene was weird, no one expressed that they couldn't stand it. No magician would dare to stand up and protest even if they felt uncomfortable.

[Demonic Eye of Burning] and [Demonic Eye of Looting], the latter is a gold-level magical eye, a magical eye that can steal the vitality of those who enter the field of vision.

In terms of ability, it is very similar to the magic dog Bagster that Xia Li knew, as long as it stands nearby, its vitality will be devoured.

However, according to the organizer, the magic eyes sometimes attack him, and the two have changed in three years.

After a special demonstration of magic eyes, Xia Li also returned to the guest room to rest, and Olga Marie did not come back together.

Because in the middle of the trip, she covered her mouth and hurried away with a distressed look on her face. She seemed to have motion sickness since she had never taken a modern vehicle.

And the magic eye train will also stop for a short time in the middle. Olga Marie ran out to breathe the fresh air. I hope she can adapt when she comes back.

Lying on the white and soft mattress, Xia Li closed his eyes and took a rest. Although he was not sleepy, he strangely fell asleep again.

Medea on the side thought that Xia Li just closed his eyes for a while, until his breathing slowed down, she was shocked to find that Xia Li had really fallen asleep.

Fall asleep?What is this strange feature?
In the hazy dream, Xia Li seemed to see someone's memory from the first perspective.

Once upon a time, there was such a king who had eyes that could see through the past and the future.

Witnessed much sorrow, witnessed much pain, saw the most unbearable darkness.

I have been looking at this view all the time.We are being poached all the time.Impossible to get tired of watching, impossible to get used to.

The daily routines you make up are always so realistic.There is no hypocrisy, no room for redemption, the most perfect performance.

Whether it is the arrogance that involves many lives, or the small loneliness that ends alone, it is the same for us.

boring!interesting!boring!interesting!
Can't laugh!I can't cry!Can't laugh!I can't cry!
—why we have to live with this tragedy.

anger!anger!anger!anger!
I feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart and want to change this unsightly existence.

"I am laughing at you, Master of Chaldea, it is the king's pleasure to welcome guests from afar."

An indifferent and steady voice brought him back to reality, Xia Li came back to his senses and found that the surroundings were dark, only a white-haired man with wheat complexion standing in front of him.

The long white hair was tied into a braid and fell behind the back, the rings on the ten fingers, and the red and white ancient monarch's robes.

There is also the shocking oppressive force formed by the unparalleled mass of magic power, the looming black and red tentacles are waving behind, and the eyes are red with no whites.

He said welcoming the guests, but his expression didn't show any joy at all. On the contrary, Getia was in extreme anger.

It was because Xia Li was standing in front of him like this now that he was able to see the unbelievable picture carefully.

The unreconciled feeling that the plan fell short, the scene of the end when the temple collapsed was so real, and the screams of the demon gods were so ugly.

So much so that he was dazzled by anger, he never thought that one day he would lose his composure like a human being.

As for the last so-called identification, he, who has never experienced death, will definitely not agree with the so-called meaning of life at this time.

"So irritating, so hateful, only you don't need it! Only you don't need it!"

Gaitia's eyes were tearing and his anger reached the extreme. He is both an individual and a group, and when he talks to others, the similar demon personality in his body will emerge.

The reason for this angry appearance is because most of the demon gods in the body are already in anger.

Although some demon gods fell into confusion, and even a very small number of demon gods had the idea of ​​rebellion, most of them had uncontrollable anger brewing in their chests.

The white-haired man in the red and white robe walked firmly towards Xia Li step by step, while stretching out his fingers and growling at him.

The entire hazy and fragile dream seemed unable to withstand such a force, and the instant collapse brought Xia Li back to reality.

"Huh...huh..."

Xia Li woke up suddenly with cold sweat on his forehead, jumped up from the bed instantly and took a deep breath.

"Master, where did you go just now? You look like you are dying now."

Medea suddenly released her spirit body and appeared in front of Xia Li. She frowned at the thick black air lingering between Xia Li's brows.

She couldn't believe it, how did Xia Li get such a strong curse, did she go to the underworld while sleeping?

If the curse is not lifted as soon as possible, Medea estimates that Xia Li will soon be separated from his body and soul and die directly.

(End of this chapter)