Heart of the Castle

Chapter 782 Negotiation Between Evil Angel and Death Knight
The evil god of the abyss, Yerudir, is very confident in his melee ability. In the past two years, he has fought fiercely with powerful opponents countless times, whether it is human knights, priests or magicians, or elves. Druids, there is no way to take advantage of the four powerful arms of Kong Wu, the evil god of the abyss.

In fact, except for the port city of Arius and the outpost of Moonlight Glade, Yerudir has never tasted the taste of defeat.As for the two failures, it is also debatable. In the time of the port city of Arius, he did not find an opponent who could fight face to face, so he was dizzy by the thunder and dragon breath that fell from the sky. killed, caused.

As for the agile and fierce swordsman dancer encountered in the outpost battle in Moonlight Grove, he is indeed a difficult opponent, but if the three demon lords were not defeated one after another and the battle situation took a turn for the worse, Yerudir didn't think he needed to start from Run away from the elf.He believes his victory is only a matter of time.

However, in front of the black-armored knight in front of him, he couldn't muster the slightest courage to fight. His four arms with terrifying and strange strength seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the big ax and shield, and they fell down involuntarily.

Yerudier knew the owner of the black armor, and knew the gap between them better. He didn't even have the idea of ​​using his gifted flame jumping magic to escape. He just felt cold in his heart and hated the injustice of fate.

"Cursed World Black Sun Rodriguez..." The evil god of the abyss murmured the name of the black-armored knight in an unusually hoarse and deep voice.

The black-armored knight nodded so small that it was almost negligible, and then took a step aside, revealing the blond young man holding a lyre behind him, wearing a white silk robe fluttering in the sharp night wind, smiling like a golden sun It hurt Yerudier's bloody eyes.

The evil god of the abyss felt that the ruins of the tower under his feet shook a little, as if an extremely small-scale earthquake had suddenly occurred. "Bottomless abyss...a..." he called out in a voice that was almost suffocated, "...a blazing angel!"

Blazing angels are the gods of light—usually referring to the messenger of the lord of light, Flandara. Their bodies are completely condensed from light elements. They are naturally incompatible with abyssal demons full of dark power. There will be a fierce battle.Since the core part of the blazing angel possessed a trace of the original power of light, the one who was crushed to pieces in the end was probably the abyssal demon. Of course, if he encountered an abyssal lord, the result might be just the opposite.

"This result is actually not bad." Yerudir became calm due to excessive surprise—and an equal amount of despair. He thought to himself that he was no match for Sir Rodriguez, and it was even less likely that he would escape from the Seraph Angel. life. "If anyone in later generations mentions the name of the evil god of the abyss, Yerudir, they may also mention that he was killed by two legendary powerhouses, and one of them is the blazing angel who is known as the natural enemy of darkness."

"Rest Robinson, bard for the royal court." The blond young man nodded politely to Yerudir, as if he was not facing a behemoth with a height of nearly six meters and four strong arms, but A guest about to hear himself perform. "General Yerudir, my employer—that is, Mr. Li Weiston, the regent of the Kingdom of Arthur, after learning that you are the commander of the magic army of the Holy White Stone Castle, he hopes to recover this important castle without bloodshed, so please Sir Rodriguez and I will negotiate with you as the plenipotentiary envoy of the Kingdom of Arthur."

Yerudier suddenly found that his mind was indeed a bit insufficient, at least he couldn't understand the meaning of the Seraph Angel, or did he understand it but couldn't understand it? "You mean...the bottomless abyss, what did I hear?" He dropped an ax and patted his head with his free hand, as if he thought that he could get the unbelievable things out of his mind. Knock out. "You said negotiations, the blazing angels plan to negotiate with the evil god of the abyss? Is this world about to be destroyed?"

"General Yerudier, your reaction is within the reasonable range, and that's why Sir Rodriguez and I came together." Rist's smile did not change at all, and at the same time, his fingers were still playing a happy song on the lyre. "If you refuse to negotiate because of my identity, Sir Rodriguez is willing to take over this matter. The dead and the abyss demons have been allied for a long time."

Yerudier turned his head subconsciously, and then saw the black armored knight's cold gaze cast from the viewing hole of the visor, which was full of death and ruthlessness, and he didn't feel willing to negotiate at all. "He must be planning to negotiate with the star iron giant sword that cut down the Berserker Lord..." The evil god of the abyss recalled that scene sadly, and then shivered suddenly, "No, no... and You can talk about it, it might be better for us, then, Rui... Rui..." He suddenly found that he didn't remember the name of the Seraphim Angel, and of course, the demons of the abyss usually don't need to remember this kind of memory.

"My name is Rist Robinson, General Yale Dill, and I allow you to call me Ruibo in a more intimate tone." The blond young man nodded happily, "Then...it seems Not a good venue for negotiation, shall we go to your room?"

Yaru Dill could only nod with a stiff neck, he could hardly even speak a complete sentence now, and seeing Rist Robinson and Sir Rodriguez stretch out a hand to him At this time, the evil god of the abyss was stunned for a full minute.

"General Yerudir?" Rist blinked his eyes in confusion, "Hold our hands, and then the flames will jump...Gods, you don't intend to let us jump from the ruins of the tower just like that Go down, and then go all the way to your room under the eyes of tens of thousands of demons?"

Yerudir was very thankful that the scales on his face were originally black and red, "Of course not." He argued in a rough voice, and then grabbed the hands extended by Rist and Sir Rodriguez, At the same time, he shivered involuntarily.

For Sir Rodriguez, this is not the first time he has come into contact with the talent teleportation magic of the high-level abyssal demon, Flame Leap. The jumping flames of the flames are very slow and rough, almost completely relying on the instinctive application of the dark power by the abyssal demon.

"This is far worse than the magic of burning the Dragon King." Scourge Knight endured the strange feeling of falling from a high cliff and his internal organs would be torn out from his throat, thinking silently, "Flame Jump is really not a The teleportation methods that ordinary human magicians can master, if it weren’t for the abyssal demons’ rough skin and thick flesh, maybe just this sense of space tearing could kill them.”

When the surrounding flames suddenly dissipated, there were two short screams. Sir Rodriguez subconsciously pulled out the star iron giant sword, and then he saw two succubi lying in front of him. The head had been twisted several times abruptly, and he lay down in a pool of blood with a very stern expression.

"You killed them, why?" Sir Rodriguez frowned and said to Yaru Dill, "If you can stay here, don't they belong to you..."

"Confidant? Lover? No, they are nothing." Yerudir shook his huge head and said, "All the succubi may be Ms. Cang Ye's eyeliner, and since there is a possibility of surviving, I will never give it to you." An opportunity for them to deliver a message."

Sir Rodriguez pursed his lips in disapproval. This action made him look a little childish, completely out of tune with the icy temperament of the Scourge Knight. "You just said it was possible, Yerudir, did you kill them just for the sake of possibility?"

"Are you shocked, Sir Rodriguez?" Yerudir raised one eyebrow in surprise, and his face looked like a ferocious smile, or like a carnivorous beast chewing something , "Do the death knights obey the rigid rules like the templars? Or is the organization of the dead actually composed of some pure-hearted blazing angels?"

"It's nothing more than the need to keep a secret." Restoration Robinson's tone was flat as if he was talking about a very common thing, "Seraphs don't like meaningless anger and massacres, but some people have to fight for our lord." In the case of the glorious bloodshed and sacrifice, there will be no hesitation when swinging the sword." Then he emphasized his tone, and his cold eyes fell on the dead succubus in front of him, "Rods, in my opinion, General Yarudier There is nothing wrong with what he did, and it shows that he really has the sincerity to negotiate with us."

Seeing the Scourge Knight nodded silently, and then put away the star iron giant sword, the evil god of the abyss, Yerudir, felt the tension in his heart relax a little, but he was still a little uneasy.At first, he wanted to sit on the commander's throne made by Abyss Yantie, but then hesitated for a while, worried that doing so would make the atmosphere more rigid, and finally decided to stand and negotiate.

"Without my order, except for these two succubi, no demon dares to approach this room." Yerudir put the weapon in his hand on the bracket next to the throne, and said, "Seraphim Angel, now Can you tell me, what kind of negotiation terms did that human kid from the Kingdom of Arthur propose?"

"General Yerudir, please call me by my name, Rist or Ruibo, this is the most basic negotiating etiquette." The blond bard plucked the strings of the lute and issued a series of melodious rhythms .

"Fuck his negotiating etiquette!" Yerudir roared anxiously, "Seraphim... well, Mr. Rist, I don't think I have anything to talk to you about. I just want me to give up Holy Spirit. The White Stone Fort is all that matters, but unfortunately, there is nothing to talk about, if the Holy White Stone Fort is lost, my head will also be lost."

"You will not die here." Sir Rodriguez interjected coldly, "Unless you are willing to use your life to defend the Holy White Rock Castle."

"Only knights or fanatics with a broken brain would do that!" The Cthulhu of the Abyss spat viciously, "Although I have lived for more than 100 years, this is only an insignificant number to the Cthulhu of the Abyss. Of course I did not Tired of life, all I'm tired of are plots and twists and turns! You humans, and that damn treacherous lord Shakros are like that!"

Yerudiel grabbed a wine jar angrily, drank most of the remaining spirits in one gulp, and then smashed the empty jar into pieces, his tone was so strong that it was almost commanding, "Okay Well, since you don't intend to kill me here, then tell me what you want."

Hearing the stern roar of the abyss, Rist Robinson's mouth quickly flashed a disdainful smile, and then lowered his eyes, "You need to withdraw all the elite teams of the Holy White Rock Castle in advance, leaving only ordinary cannon fodder It's enough to just pretend, and then have a low-intensity confrontation when the human army comes to attack, and finally let us win..."

"Holy White Stone Fort is absolutely impossible to defend with this strength, even without the intervention of the legendary powerhouse. This point, whether it is you, me, or other guys who know the inside story are very clear." Yerudir's mouth Grinding his teeth, "If that's the case, then what's the point of the so-called negotiation?"

"Master Li Wei just doesn't want to shed too much blood in St. White Rock Fort, and doesn't want to waste too many arrows and little monster bombs." Rist Robinson said with a shallow smile, "At the same time, he is going to use this The devil defenders of the castle—mainly cannon fodder, come to sharpen the combat effectiveness of the troops in the north in order to cope with the larger and more brutal battles that follow."

"Sounds like a really good idea." Yerudir exhaled a scorching snort with a strong sulfur breath, "So I should act on the terms of that human brat, pave the way for you, remove obstacles, and then The head of the Holy White Stone Castle and you..." The evil god of the abyss pointed at the blond bard with one hand, "or he," pointed at Sir Rodriguez with the other, "...to engage in a fierce and bloody battle In the battle performance, he was disemboweled in the end, lost more than [-]% of his strength, and only his soul rolled back to the bottomless abyss?"

"It doesn't sound fair, doesn't it?" Rist Robinson spread his hands, "General Yale Dill, with all due respect, with the cards in your current hand, it seems that you don't have much choice but to accept Method."

"But what's the difference between that and me being killed by you here?" Yerudir retorted harshly, "You can tear my physical body and destroy most of my power, but doing so will only expel my soul Returning to the bottomless abyss, it is difficult to recover within 100 years, only in the smoky abyss plane, can you give me real destruction."

"Maybe let me remind you, General Yerudir, not all abyss lords can return to their planes safely, and it seems that His Majesty Anriot, the corrupt lord, has never heard from him again." Rist did not panic. He pointed out with a busy smile, "There are many ways to destroy the soul of an abyssal demon lord, but only a part of the price needs to be paid."

A trace of panic flashed quickly in the bloody eyes of the evil god of the abyss, "I don't know about His Majesty Anliott's situation... But no matter how you say it, it is always a huge loss to be driven back to the abyss with a destroyed body. His Majesty Anliott is likely to So dormant, anyway, for us abyssal demons, waiting for 200 years is nothing."

Just as Rist Robinson was about to continue to press, Sir Rodriguez, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke in a heavy and straightforward tone, "Yerudil, I will find a way to compensate you for the power you lost so that you can keep The status of the abyss lord, I promise."

"You promise?" Yerudir narrowed his eyes. He had to restrain his sarcasm that was almost protruding, otherwise he might lose his life under the whistling star iron giant sword, "Sir Rodriguez, I believe Your integrity as a knight—even if it is a death knight, but how can you compensate me for the loss of power? Although the power of death and the power of the abyss belong to darkness, they cannot be converted into each other, and even if they can be converted and compensated, would you enter Is the bottomless abyss coming to me?"

Sir Rodriguez raised his hand, as if he wanted to grab his helmet, but then realized that this action was inappropriate. "I don't necessarily need to give you the compensation myself? There is our ally in the bottomless abyss, so let him restore your strength to its best state."

"The young human kid has an ally of the abyss, aha, that really surprises me." Yerudir said in a half-suspicious and half-sarcastic tone, "So did this ally just stay? What about tokens that can prove his identity? If not, I won't believe anything you just said!"

Two clusters of dark green flames ignited behind the black armor knight's visor, and then he took off the iron glove on his right hand, and then spread his five fingers, making a strange gesture.The bluish-white light flashed away, and a small fiery red diamond-shaped slice suddenly appeared in the palm of Sir Rodriguez's hand. The slice looked extraordinarily crystal clear, as if it had been polished with the best flame gems. .

"This thing... can you believe what I say?"

Yerudier took a step back suddenly, the movement was so big that he almost knocked over his commander-in-chief throne. "This, this is..." His eyes were so wide that they almost rolled down from their sockets, he stared at the diamond-shaped slice in the palm of Sir Rodriguez's right hand without blinking, "Yes, a little That's right, this breath... the bottomless abyss, this... is actually the token of His Majesty the Burning Master Darija!"

(End of this chapter)