As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"Although we don't know your origin...but the powerful dark aura on your body has proved everything, you are from our side."

The visitor was silent for a moment, then walked towards it.

"Are these guys all monsters?"

Maintaining the demonized form, the silver-haired girl slowly walked to it and sat down on a big rock.

During the whole process, she felt several malicious eyes staring at her.

There are also some curious and indifferent glances.

Only one black figure never raised his head, nor said a word.

It sat there silently, as if everything around it had nothing to do with it, and it was almost impossible to detect the existence of the other party if it was not close.

The blood-red werewolf stood there for a while with a gloomy face, and then returned to his place.

Its head and neck were all burned off, and it looked very distressed.

But the scene just now made it not sure about Ai Wen's origin, so it chose to be patient for the time being.

Although it endured, some people refused to let it go.

"Oh, little red wolf, haven't you always boasted that you are the cruelest and most violent lord?"

The slender black shadow laughed ironically:

"Why is the hair gone, but you still swallow your anger obediently?"

"I think you might as well change your name to the werewolf clan in the future... By the way, you might as well call it 'The Bald Dog Clan', what do you think?"

"—Travis, you are courting death!"

The werewolf's eyes burst into red light!

With a roar, the muscles on its body swelled, and its size doubled in an instant!

Then it kicked the ground violently, the stones under it were crushed by its claws, the whole body jumped into the air, and rushed towards the slender black figure!

The moment it jumped up, the human-shaped black shadow beside Ai Wen burst out with terrifying magic power fluctuations!

The tip of the magic wand glowed with an earthy yellow light, and a huge spike rose from under the campfire, piercing the werewolf's stomach.

The fur of the blood-red werewolf is so tough that even a sharp sword cannot penetrate it at all.

However, a big hole was made under the stabbing of this sharp thorn, and it pierced deeply into the internal organs.

"Ahhh!... Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!"

The werewolf danced wildly on the spikes and let out an unwilling roar.

But no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't pull the body out of the spikes.

The khaki spikes seemed to be a magnet that attracted the prey, greedily absorbing the blood and magic power in its body, and soon the upper half was dyed red and black.

"Travis."

The human figure turned his head and said lightly:

"I seem to have said just now, I told you not to quarrel."

"But... people are just talking."

A tail appeared behind the slender black figure, flicking it back and forth aggrievedly:

"It was that stupid wolf who moved first."

"So I punished it."

The light on the magic wand weakened, and the huge ground thorn slowly retracted to the ground.

The blood-red werewolf struggled to get up from the ground, staring at the black figure in human form, with strong hatred in his eyes!

"Think of your people who are suffering."

Facing such gazes, the human-shaped black shadow did not get angry, but reminded it:

"Your enemy is not me, nor Travis, nor all the compatriots sitting here."

"Our enemy is the Holy See, it is human beings... those gods who are high above and showing hypocrisy!"

It raised its hands and said to those present:

"—Destroy them, enslave them, tear down all the obstacles in front of you, and slaughter all the rebels!"

"—This is the goal we are pursuing!"

It put down its hand and looked around at the surrounding shadows:

"Of course, if we want to do all this, we must first elect a suitable leader."

"I called everyone here today just to ask for your opinions."

"Your Excellency the Mage, although we agree with your statement, we also respect your power."

A dark shadow replied:

"But as you can see, we are all rebellious guys."

"Those lords who did not respond to your call to come are even more difficult to communicate with than us."

It raises questions about Sombra:

"Everyone is not an idiot, and they all understand that this kind of internal friction will only benefit others in vain; but in the past thousand years, there has never been a strong man who can convince the crowd."

"—and don't forget the existence of the abyss."

Another black shadow said gloomyly:

"The power of demons is growing day by day. If it weren't for their inability to come to this world easily, our competition would be more and our situation would be more difficult."

what happened?

Aiwen thought suspiciously:

Aren't the demons in the abyss and these demons on the same side?

"Hehe, as long as the ancient kingdom exists, the master of the abyss will not come to this world."

The magician stretched out a finger. This action was familiar to the silver-haired girl:

"The power can match the gods. If it doesn't participate in the battle, how can we lose to those arrogant demons who call themselves demon gods?"

"—Devil, it's delicious."

A dark shadow said in a low voice:

"Much tastier than a human. Love it, Bob."

"Filthy and greedy devourer of idiots."

From nowhere came a low curse.

"Hey, hey hey..."

The black shadow didn't seem to know that it was scolding him, but he seemed very happy, and let out a smirk.

"It seems that Victor was wrong just now, we still have idiots here."

A black shadow said sarcastically.

This remark immediately elicited sharp laughter.

"Travis."

The magician waited for the laughter to fall, and came to the slender figure.

Then he stretched out his magic wand and tapped it on her body.

The layer of black air covering his body immediately dissipated, revealing a charming face.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

Travis showed a shy expression on her face, and hugged her big fluffy tail to her chest, covering her face.

But a pair of eyes secretly drifted to this side, their eyes full of temptation.

"Is this... the legendary fox people?"

Seeing the other party's explosive figure, and the appearance of a stunning beauty, the silver-haired girl swallowed secretly:

"It really lives up to its reputation."

"I've always been fair in what I do."

magician said:

"Fitch has been punished just now, and now it's your turn."

"But... people are super~ super afraid of pain."

Travis hugged her big tail, and replied in a coquettish tone:

"Can you change to a less painful punishment?"

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"Then you have to ask this new compatriot."

The magician let out a deep laugh:

"Because you couldn't control your mouth, this Your Excellency was innocently attacked...so you have to ask it for forgiveness, not me."

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of other demons became a little warm.

In the devil world, there is often only one way for a woman to ask for forgiveness.

And it's the most effective one.

"However, people still don't know how to address your Excellency."

Travis's fox ears moved, she hid her mouth behind her big tail and asked:

"—This mighty swordsman lady, can you tell me your name?"