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

The baby seemed to have just met her, and his big eyes were full of curiosity:

"That thing is nothing before it is advanced. Its strength is similar to that of guys on these floors, and it is even weaker."

"Once you successfully advanced, you are basically invincible at the middle and lower levels... You actually killed me."

"Invincible? I think it's weak."

The silver-haired girl told the truth:

"The body is not strong, and the strength is average. Apart from being able to absorb energy, he has no specialties."

"That's because you happen to restrain it."

the baby sighed:

"However, you have done me a favor. If you let that soul sucker continue to eat the souls of other strong men, it will soon grow uncontrollable;"

"But in view of the rules set by the code, I can't destroy it casually, and the tower will become a mess at that time."

"In that case, why don't you think about it."

The silver-haired girl said cheekily:

"For example, tell me something about how to pass the trial..."

"I can't decide on my own."

Baby shakes his head:

"However, I will ask the code to see if I can give you some preferential treatment."

"Is the boss on the 330th floor a woman?"

After it left, the silver-haired girl supported her chin with her fingers, recalling the words of the soul sucker:

"And the strength should be very strong... Most of the strong ones who defeat the elf thief are her, because the soul sucker will directly eat the prey including the soul."

"Even advanced soul suckers have to eat up the powerhouses of these layers before they dare to challenge her. It seems that it will be a tough battle."

When she reached the door on the 330th floor, she directly turned on the demon king form.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the pleasant sound of the piano came from inside.

This kind of piano sound is a bit like a piano, but it is more melodious, but it contains an indescribable melancholy.

As she stepped into the room, the piano sound stopped.

A beautiful and elegant lady stood up from the second floor and walked down the stairs slowly.

"Demon?"

Looking at the other party's lavender skin and slightly pointed ears, Ai Wen immediately recognized the other party's identity!

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"my child……"

The demon beauty who looked like a lady said in a low voice:

"Where is my child... have you seen my child?"

Her voice was very clear, and her face was full of deep sorrow, as if she had just cried.

"I haven't seen your child."

Egwene said:

"But if you will tell me the characteristics, maybe I can help you find him."

"Him?" (Men and women pronounce it differently in the Mozu language.)

The lady shook her head:

"I have no son, only a daughter..."

She stared at Egwene and asked softly:

"Can you really help me find her?"

——This doesn't seem like a crazy woman, does she?

Thinking back to the description of the soul sucker, Egwen wondered:

His speech and behavior seemed quite normal, but his expression was a little too sad, which made people feel a little heartbroken.

"If I hear about your daughter, I will definitely come here and tell you."

The silver-haired girl raised her head and looked towards the second floor where the other party had just come down.

The structure of the room on this floor is somewhat similar to that of a church. You can see a huge pipe organ standing in front of the building, occupying several floors.

"The demons and the Holy See should be at odds, right? How could there be such a thing?"

The use of pipe organs in this world is similar to that of Earth, and they are usually instruments that only appear in churches.

Its sound is majestic and sacred, it can play a deep and tragic range, and it can also appear ethereal and magnificent... It can be said to be the real king of instruments.

"You are lying to me."

A line of tears fell from the lady's eyes:

"As long as you leave here, you will never come back, just like him..."

After finishing speaking, the aura on her body gradually became chaotic:

"Spiritless people...you are all heartless people!"

"It will only deceive me, it will only make me sad!"

At the same time, her pair of golden eyes gradually began to shine, and a layer of black mist enveloped her whole body!

This is a sign that the demons have entered a fighting state, and the opponent's emotions have obviously lost control.

"I didn't lie to you, and I'm not a man either!"

Seeing something bad, Ai Wen hurriedly said:

"I promise, as long as I return to this tower again, I will definitely bring you news about your daughter."

"Are you female?"

The lady was taken aback.

Then the black mist on his body slowly dissipated, and he returned to normal again.

In fact, Aiwen's figure can be seen at a glance, but she didn't pay attention to such details at all.

"Can I see your face?"

She put her hand on her cheek and said sadly to Egwene:

"It's been a long time since I've seen the faces of my kindred."

Uh.

Egwene broke out in sweat immediately:

Her Demon Race is a fake, wouldn't it be revealed once the black mist is removed?

"You really are lying to me..."

Seeing that she didn't respond, the lady's voice became venomous again, and with force, she snapped off the handrail of the stairs!

"I don't want people to see my real face."

The silver-haired girl shuddered and lied:

"Like you, I was once betrayed by my lover, who ruined my face with vicious means."

"That's it... so we are all sad people."

The lady's expression immediately softened.

She walked up to the silver-haired girl and stroked the latter's face with her hand.

Probably because they were both demons, and the other party was not hostile, the black mist on Ai Wen did not attack.

"It's okay, even if it's a fake appearance, I want to see you..."

Then she put her head against Egwene's forehead and asked softly:

"Okay?"

"Ok."

The silver-haired girl thought for a while, took a few steps back, and distanced herself from her first.

Then the black mist slowly dissipated.

However, he still held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand—as soon as the opponent had the tendency to violently injure someone, he would immediately raise his sword to fight back.

"What a pretty face."

The lady exclaimed:

"It's like a work of art... Is she a human from your collection?"

What the hell is "Favorites"?

Aiwen felt a little cold in her heart:

Do demons like to make human beings into collectibles?

"No, she's my friend."

She bit the bullet and replied:

"Anyway, I will definitely help you find your daughter, but you have to tell me her characteristics first."

"My daughter was just two days old... and was stolen."

The lady wept and said:

"She's small, cute, and fair-skinned... If you find her whereabouts, be sure to let me know."