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Yesterday, a few members of the official history compilation committee sat here looking bored, in order to prevent outsiders from entering the museum, and to exclude them by force if necessary.

However, I can't see the figure today, have you all gone to rest?

Mariya Yuri continued to walk in while feeling a sense of incongruity and anxiety.

Wide corridor, reading room on the first floor, stairs.No one is anywhere.

So, isn't there a guide who can replace Amakasu?Besides, there was no one who came to greet Yuri Banligu?

As if to expel anxiety and loneliness, Banligu Yuri naturally quickened his pace.Look for people in every corner of the reading room with thousands of volumes.

But no one.There were a few library staff yesterday, and Amakasu was there.But today, no one can be seen.

He stepped up to the second floor, and the moment he saw the figure, Yuri Banligu felt relieved.

"Well, I'm sorry. What the hell is going on today? I'm a little surprised because no one is visible..."

The words that were said to greet him became more and more low-pitched.

Yuri Banligu found a white figure.Literally, the snow-white color, face, hands, feet, and body were all salt—the people in the city who had perished in the past due to the wrath of the gods, are said to have turned into pillars of salt.

The same is true of the people Banligu Yuri discovered now.He used to be a man in his thirties, but now he is just a solid piece of salt.

With intense fear, Banligu Yuri ran.

It was no longer clear where he ran into the pavilion, he just ran as fast as he could.

Then she found the wide reading room with the pillars of salt standing next to it.No, it was the dozen or so members of the official history compilation committee who turned into the statue of salt.

Standing behind them was a tall old man.

Yuri Wanligu knew that there is only one person in the world who has the power of emerald green evil eye that turns the living into solid salt, and can transform living inorganic matter.

"Finally found you, Miko. Is that you? Relying on the 'Wolf' book of unknown provenance, you can create a vision of the strongest wolf in the vicinity. People who don't have that kind of talent shouldn't be able to do it."

Should have not forgotten the appearance of that wisdom.However, this is not his essence.

Ferocious, brutal, wild.To hide that, the status of the ruler gave him a nice coat.

"It's really nostalgic, that appearance, I always feel like I've seen it, what's this girl's name, Kranichal?" The person the old man asked was not Yuri Wanligu, but next to him A slender girl who was waiting.Long-sleeved black T-shirt and small ruffled skirt, black leggings, and blue cape.A silver-haired girl in a blue and black vertical striped top.

"It seems to be called Yuri Banligu, Marquis. But isn't it a bit too much to do here in order to get this girl alone?"

"Hehehe, the blue knight in Milan is unexpectedly stubborn."

"Hey, to be honest, I like fighting, hunting is good, games are not bad, and I like to act violently. So at this time, I want to do whatever I want, understand?" The old man asked the girl with a slightly dissatisfied expression. said happily.

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"Ah, by the way, I don't like dogs, I want to vomit for dogs who only obey and please, I like wolves, and when they resist, wolves with fangs facing each other. If there is no such level Ambition has no meaning at all. It means that you are the wolf I want to love, Kranichal."

"It is my honour, Marquis"

He smiled slightly at the tough tone and etiquette, and turned to face Yuri Maritani.

... ...

"Miko, you will be my property from now on, one of my assets, understand?"

The Demon Lord who has evil eyes and decides people's life and death.The tyrant who can call the wolf and rule the storm - Sacha Dejansdal Voban.

After four years to reunite with the oldest demon king, Yuri was shaking with fear.

Due to the huge fear of Marquis Vauban accumulated over the years, Wanli Gu Yuli immediately closed his eyes tightly and desperately called out Su Hao's name.

"King... Great King Su Hao, your people pray to you, please come and rescue me from danger!"

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Su Hao, who was flipping through books in a library in Italy, turned the golden turntable engraved in his soul onto the avatar of the strong wind, and the next moment he heard Yuri's cry for help.

It stands to reason that he should respond to Yuri's cry for help at this time, but for some reason, Su Hao used his mind to transfer the avatar of Jin Qiangfeng to another avatar, blocking Yuri's cry for help.

"Woban, no Kusanagi Godou came to make trouble this time, so don't fail the ritual of calling God!"

There was a smile on the corner of Su Hao's mouth, and he spoke words that made Erica stand beside him inexplicably harsh. .

Chapter [-] Woban's Summoning Ritual

Austria, an ancient castle in a remote mountainous area.

It is very strange that this ancient castle, which should have been eliminated after entering the age of gunpowder, is still standing in this remote mountainous area, and even from the outside, it looks more and more simple and has the atmosphere of years of precipitation.

Inside the castle, a tall old man sat on the throne, and under him was a girl in a white kimono skirt.

The appearance of the old man is full of intelligence, with a broad forehead and sunken eye sockets.He was tall and thin, but he didn't look weak. He wore a neat suit and looked like an old gentleman, casting an emerald look at Yuri.

"It's so memorable to see you again."

Woban squinted his eyes and said, "I was very bored at that time, and I was still thinking about the long-lost hunting. However, I became a little famous, but the god of disobedience did not. Not coming out, not showing up in front of me, this really gives me a headache."

Listening to him speak, Yuri and Liliana broke out in cold sweat.

"I have several privileges, and I have the right to choose the prey to hunt, but I have no hobby of hunting mice, only the gods are worthy of my hunting!"

Woban's lips showed a sinister and distorted smile, and the creepy power was diffused from his tall and thin body, and the sharp emerald green evil eyes shone like the pupils of tigers.

"As for the gods who are suitable to be my prey - this problem, I had not solved it at that time. The mysterious ritual of summoning the gods who refused to obey... If this ritual can be successful again, I should be able to enjoy a moment of fun."