Lord of War

  Demonite, is a natural king of darkness. &.{}

  Before the catastrophe of the Ash Age completely broke out, they had already hid in the underground world, and to a large extent they still maintained an extremely powerful bloodline ability. At least when every demon descendant is born, the natural magic pattern carried on his body determines that they can easily master a lot of magic even if they don't deliberately learn it. Of course, the level of magic power is related to the complexity of the magic patterns on their bodies.

  In a way, it looks like a blood warlock.

  But in addition to magic, the power of the demons is also very powerful, which may be attributed to their blood of the sons of the gods. Even the weakest demons have the same strength as a lion half-orc or tauren half-orc, which largely determines their extremely high fighting power. Coupled with things like night vision, keen sense of smell and hearing, as well as perception, etc., the demons can be said to be bug-level races.

  The only thing that makes the other five of the six holy blood races is fortunate is that the demonite’s ability to reproduce is extremely low, which is probably not much better than the elves. However, this comparison is based on the ancient sacred elves. If the current blood elves, dark elves, and even other elven races in the surface world are compared, then these elven races can be regarded as flooded compared to the demons.

  The low reproductive ability also makes the lifespan of the demons extremely long.

  The life span of a normal demonite can easily exceed 500 years, even if it is a demonite who breaks through the sanctuary realm, it can live for more than one to two thousand years. And almost every demonic descendant. As long as they are not suffering from unrecoverable serious injuries, their strength can slowly grow to the upper level of gold to stop this growth. The only difference is that there are weak and strong, just like races in the surface world. Some people can challenge the upper gold peak even when they first enter the upper gold realm, and some have reached the lower gold peak but cannot beat an ordinary lower gold.

  As for why they are born to be kings of darkness, it is because the combat power that the demons can exert in a dark environment is at least half an order higher than the normal level. And the more complicated the dark environment, the greater the increase in their combat effectiveness. For the demons, darkness is like a part of their body. Only after entering the rank of the legendary assassin system, can they dare to compete with the demons in the dark environment.

  As far as the demon-born young man named Harding, who has been stripped of the clan name in front of him, the fighting power he broke out in the dark environment is almost comparable to the lower sanctuary. Of course the biggest disadvantage. Probably because he didn't have the domain ability of the lower sanctuary strong, which led to a head-to-head battle with the lower sanctuary strong, but the battle time would inevitably not be too long, and it would be impossible to win.

  The difference between the strong in the sanctuary and the strong in the non-sanctuary. too big.

  Non-sanctuary powerhouses who can basically fight against the lower sanctuary powerhouses without dying. All can be regarded as fighting geniuses in the true sense.

  But Harding, when faced with the olive branch that Sean threw, he did not give an immediate answer, but showed a thoughtful appearance.

However, Sean was not in a hurry. He shrugged casually, and then smiled: "Well, I can release you temporarily. Let you visit my territory, and I will let William give You arrange a legal identity. You can do whatever you like. But I can’t let you move around by yourself, so Rorty Kabas will be by your side these days. Whether you treat it as a surveillance or a companion, you can do whatever you like. What do you think, as long as you are interested in joining my staff someday, then you can just tell William."

   "Then my ethnicities..."

"Of course they will stay here." Xiao En smiled, "This is my biggest concession. I can't release all of you demons. As for the reason, I think you know it yourself. ...Of course, if you say you want to leave, I won't stop you, but do you think you can find other ways to survive in this surface world?"

  Faced with Sean’s question, Harding fell silent again.

  But the silence this time was shorter than usual: "I will think about it."

"Okay." Xiao En smiled, "Anyway, this cell can't hold you up. Come out whenever you want to. But don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, if you plan to let all your companions go. , Then I won’t let you go so easily."

  When Sean said this, his tone was very kind, without any murderous or other emotions, but the more he was like this, the more Harding could feel the seriousness of Sean's attitude. He did not hesitate to believe that if he really dared to release those people and try to take them away, not to mention whether the dark elf next to him would stop him, even if he didn’t stop him, he was being brought in. When he was in this secret prison, he already felt the strict guards outside.

For the demons, their perception, smell, and hearing are far beyond the scope of normal people, so even if they are blindfolded, they can use their own perception to remember the terrain and judge the surrounding environment. The degree of danger.

  So just by weighing it inwardly, Harding knew that it was impossible for him to leave here with his ethnicities. Even if they are lucky enough to leave, I am afraid that not many people will be left, and the problems they need to face in the future will be even more serious. After all, it is completely conceivable how difficult it is for the inhabitants of the underground world to survive in the surface world. Know.

  When Harding recovered, Sean and William had already left.

Seeing Harding's slightly dazed expression, Rorty Kabas smiled: "Master Shaun has already left.... Look, as I told you before, you are in front of that adult He can't hide anything at all, his erudition is far beyond what a normal person can understand."

   "He is really relieved." Harding snorted softly, but when his hands held the iron pillars of the cage, his hands suddenly began to change.

The originally pale hands suddenly became dark black as if covered with a layer of rust. You can even see countless scales appearing on your hands, but these scales look like they are made of metal. It is not a biological scale, just like a pair of natural armored handguards.

  As Harding’s hands began to force to the left and right, the iron pillars of the cage were quickly pulled left and right, revealing a hole for one of them to pass through.

  With a light step, Harding walked out of the cage.

   "My King." Seeing Harding walk out of the cage, the demons imprisoned in other cells nearby knelt on one knee and lowered their heads facing Harding.

  Pious, but respectful.

   "It's actually the exiled king." Roti Kabas smiled and looked at the young demons standing in front of him, "This is a bit beyond my expectation."

"The human being you respect is indeed very knowledgeable, but it seems that his knowledge is also limited." Harding said in a deep voice, and his hands gradually began to return to the pale appearance of normal demons. "Obviously, he has not See who I am.... However, I do have some interest in him, but the current situation does not mean that he is qualified to let me stay and assist him."

   "Let's make a bet." Rorty Kabas gave a smirk. Only then did he reveal the unique cunning of the dark elves.

   Harding glanced at Rorty Kabas, even though he knew the dark elves were notoriously cunning, but he couldn’t help but respond, “What bet?”

   "I bet Master Shaun knows your true identity." Rorty Kabas laughed.

"Oh?" Harding raised his eyebrows, and the breath that belonged to the king finally radiated from him at this moment. Divided into the kind of domineering domineering, "What is the bet?"

"You won, I will do one thing for you, even if it is to help you escape and be hostile to Lord Sean." Rorty Kabas's face still shows the kind of relaxed and easy-going appearance, but his eyes are A flash of confidence and cunning, "If I win, then you have to do something for me.... How?"

   "So what is the criterion for winning or losing?" Harding asked in a deep voice.

"It's very simple. Let's go to Sir Sean together and ask if he knows your true identity?" Rorty Kabas smiled, "Look, how simple and rude. Of course, to avoid You are shameless, you will be the one who will be questioning at that time, and I will not speak the whole time. If there is a need, I may not even show up."

   "The noble demon will not be shameless!" Harding's face showed a bit of anger.

"Who knows." Roty Kabas shrugged. "Someone used to say that noble elves are honest and kind. But do you think we dark elves are honest? As for blood elves, you believe it is in their dictionary of life. Is there the word'kindness'?"

   "Huh." Harding snorted again with disdain.

  However, Rorty Kabas defaulted this cold snort to a poor expression of words: an uncultured king of exile.

  Of course, in front of the face-saving Harding, Rorty Kabas would certainly not say such a thing. The impression of their dark elves is indeed not very good, full of derogatory words such as cunning and betrayal, but this does not mean that they are really stupid. If irritating the opponent is to gain a greater advantage, then the dark elves will definitely do it without hesitation, but if they can't get any benefits, they will not irritate the opponent at will. (To be continued...)

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