Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

"What the **** are you doing this time?" Klauenpis looked down at the demon in women's clothes who had broken his skirt.

The demon didn't answer, but asked directly: "Didn't you give me strength? Did you ask me to do some merit?"

"Ah, that's just a joke. And you swallowed the high-level shot I shot on a whim without authorization, raised the mere 22 levels, and got more than a dozen skills and magic. Will I care about you?" Amused.

"Don't you care?" The demon felt a little weird.

There are very few people in the world who can get this kind of opportunity, and most of those who have the opportunity can become the existence in myths and legends.

But for an existence that threw out such an opportunity in person, that was completely unworthy of concern? How strong is Klauenpis, the devil's heart?

"Otherwise?" Klauenpis kicked the demon's face, so that his shoulders and back of his head, which were not touching the ground, were finally level with the back of his hips, and they came into intimate contact with the ground together.

At this time, a large number of demons and undead poured in from outside immediately.

"Ah la la, came to save you? Just kidding, you know this is courting death, right?"

Klauen Pissi didn't look back, and with a wave of his hand, they were burnt out by the purple-black flames.

She knew that the demons were not malicious, this attack was not the aid of those guys to the demons, but for another reason, so she didn't care, and continued: "You are bragging at level 22? I asked the subordinates you summoned. Refinement Formation]? The range covers the entire plain, five metropolises and dozens of towns? What about having fun? You break the formation, in my opinion, it is very difficult to cover the city, and it is so difficult to recognize if it is only 22 levels higher. your own?"

"Well, I didn't promise that what I told those low-level demons who were throwing away was true. It's good to promote the horror of this formation, isn't it? The bigger the crisis, the higher the achievement in solving the crisis. Isn't it?" the demon replied solemnly.

So Klauenpis stepped on the demon's face again, and after stomping the half of his head into the ground, he continued: "Even if you gain strength because of my negligence, you still dress like this according to my request. , and play like this for my power to set off how great it is to solve this incident, but I don't even know who you are and what you want to do."

"Really, it's true that I rarely show my true posture, so I'll be ugly in front of you."

The demon's body was like a boneless octopus, and "Ziliu" came out from under the feet of Klauenpis very smoothly. With the sound of "Shashasha" that made one's ears sore, a pitch-black magic circle appeared from the wall not far behind him, and a huge black three-headed dragon climbed out of it.

The demon jumped onto the dragon head in the middle, raised his head and said, "I am the one sung by the bard, no one knows my name, and a unique legend has been passed down through the ages—a terrifying shadow demon warrior riding a three-headed dragon! A female who has slept with many races. , even among the legendary 'Thirteen Heroes' here, there are me and a human child."

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard your poems before, and your title is very dirty. After knowing that you are a sand sculpture, I don't feel forced at all. I remember you said that you slept with a giant dragon, and this dragon was conquered by sleep. Let's go!" Klauenpis slapped the posing demon onto the throne with a slap in the face, smashing the throne.

By the way, she also stuffed the three-headed dragon back into the magic circle to close it.

Can this be worthy of the title of a warrior? At that time, Klauenpis was just playing around and joking. I didn’t expect people to take it seriously. The quality is good, this face still looks almost the same as black, which is a bit inconsistent.

"Aren't you going to get a personal leather mask?" Too lazy to care about the unremarkable title, Klauenpis stepped forward and asked casually.

Most of the human beings in the world are livestock and slaves. Masks and even "statues" made of real people are not illegal industries in the Central Continent. Higher humanoid races will also discuss arts and crafts for this.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" The demon scratched his dark face.

"Clap!" With a sound, Klauenpis took out a piece of plaster and slapped it on the demon's face, took it off and took a look inside.

"Well, the face shape is good, if the tip of the nose is a little bit more upturned, and the lips are a little thicker, maybe it will be more beautiful."

"Really, I think it's pretty good now." The demon turned his face to Klauenpis to see the profile of his face, and pinched his nose and lips, "But since you say that, I will Go for the whole thing."

"Forget it, you just like it yourself. There's nothing you can do about different aesthetics. I don't care about you that much anyway." Klauenpis shrugged helplessly. It wasn't interesting, so she asked, "How are you going to end this incident, using the death I bestowed upon you to sacrifice a city to improve my reputation? I've never made a pact with the devil for such a thing. "

"How come, all the sins can be shouldered by the "Blood Chain God Group" and the high-level officials of the Principality of Bajas, anyway, their bodies have been refined into magic crystals, even if they want to resurrect or even summon their souls, there is no proof, right? "

"Really, then—" Klauenpis smiled and pointed to the doorpost of the main hall behind him, "That little mouse... No, what does the little white mouse exist for? Her value is much higher than yours, you want what to do?"

Compared with the "merit" done by the devil, Klauenpis is more interested in such a development, otherwise how could someone sneak around to eavesdrop?

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"Haha...haha...this, what's going on here? Why do gods and demons..."

The saintess Ashley, who was hiding behind the doorposts of the main hall, was breathing heavily, and a storm surged in her heart.

"Could it be... can't, no... won't, won't, won't, won't? Gods and demons have joined forces to calculate human beings or something... Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible..."

It's as if a Christian hears that heaven and **** are the same place, and that God and Satan are the same character; it's completely unimaginable as a physics expert hears that water and fire have the same properties.

If you are smart enough to look at it from a higher perspective and connect with a series of events in recent years, regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, you can always come up with a script that is somehow related to Clawenpis and the devil.

Of course, this major premise immediately becomes unrealizable when the comer has been educated in the sphere of influence of the Fairy Temple since childhood and later became the child of the Holy Maiden.

(to be continued)