Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Since the Dark Pope Monroe was'seriously wounded', Hill's military tent has become a place that puts considerable pressure on people. There are still a lot of subordinates who come and go every day, but no one dares to talk to each other, and even dare not give each other a look. They hurried in, asked for orders in the simplest words, and left quickly.

Under such circumstances, the only information that the Oytin gang among the guards can get is that the demon king is very angry at the fact that the dark pope Monroe was seriously injured, but whether it will affect his entire strategy is not yet known.

The atmosphere turned to the rumors of King Oytin. Jefferson Jackson hurriedly visited. Hill was writing a plan at the desk. After Jefferson came in, he realized that he had been working all afternoon. In summer, the days are getting longer and longer, which is more conducive to people's concentrated work, and it is easy for people to forget the time.

Hill habitually rubs the back of his neck with his hands, even though his body does not have this problem at all.

"Master Devil." Jefferson exclaimed beamingly.

"It's just right, so accompany me out for a walk first." Hill drank the cooling tea and said.

It was dusk at this time, and the clouds outside were very thick, arched in the center of the sky. The wind was relatively strong, and its footsteps trampled on the setting sun that was scattered all over the ground.

"You are really amazing, really...unparalleled...I admire you so much!" Jefferson said in a rather enthusiastic tone.

Hill sighed slowly.

Jefferson didn’t notice it, and continued: “I don’t know how the Pope of Light will deal with the relationship with King Oytin. Your business for more than half a year, plus the Oytin Empire is also considered internal and external troubles at this time... What's wrong with you? ?"

Hill answered honestly: "I think you are a bit noisy."

Jefferson was choked, and after a few seconds he let out a gloomy cry: "Master Devil..."

"Don't show me such a coquettish expression, I won't be able to hold it." Hill said with a serious face.

Jefferson almost fell, "Devil, Lord Devil!"

"Speaking of you, your surprised and stupid expression seems to be more cute than the coquettish expression... But it's a pity that you and your dad's face are a bit too similar, so I can't handle it." Hill sighed, "Okay." Talk about business."

"Okay, let's talk about business." Jefferson was in shock.

Hill finished the assignment of Jefferson’s side, Jefferson asked some questions, and then he said: "Actually, Lord Devil, when we met with Olivia last time, we talked about it and felt that you were farther away from us. It's getting farther and farther."

"Is that so?" Hill said.

"I chatted with you for a few words this time, and found that it seems to be an illusion..." Jefferson scratched his head after speaking. It's all there..."

"Yeah, you guys opened the distance without authorization." Hill said: "Whatever you say is getting farther and farther from me, you have been close to something..."

"Sorry for us..."

"Actually, the distance has always been quite far and I haven't gotten close." Hill continued.

"Puff, cough..." Jefferson almost vomited blood and died.

"Okay, just talk a few words at random. You have to be serious when you should be serious." Hill's tone returned to the way it was before. "You and I can trust you. I am very optimistic about your family. Olivia is now She has done a good job in her position, and if she has other ideas, let her improve it by herself."

"Ah... OK, I'll tell her." Jefferson said.

"In addition to you, you have countless possibilities... In fact, many people have unlimited possibilities, but..." Hill interrupted himself after half talking, and he smiled softly. Laughing, the red pupils looked muddy and gloomy, "That's the end of the conversation, so you can do it for yourself."

Jefferson bowed cautiously: "Thank you Lord Demon for your guidance."

"It's not pointing, it's just chatting between friends." Hill smiled again, "Look, you've taken the distance again."

"That, I..."

"It's nothing, it's good." Hill waved his hand. "You should go, and also send a message to Theodore. Since you want to do something, you might as well be bolder."

Jefferson was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, but in the end he lowered his eyes and said in a more respectful and distanced manner: "Yes, Lord Demon."

02.

Recently, another theory has spread on the battlefield. King Oytin wants peace talks. At this time, Emperor Oytin can be called domestic and foreign troubles. The priests of the Light outside were almost alone, but the fighting power erupted by the Church of the Light at this time was even more amazing and terrifying.

However, it didn't work.

Hill has thrown in the frontal army of the demons.

An all-round attack from the air to the surface to the ground, ultra-long range, long range and close range triple attacks. When the priest of light was meditating to sacrifice himself, suddenly the banshees began to scream together, a lot of light. The priest was directly shocked to vomit blood.

They quickly weakened the howling of the banshee with light magic, and then the image of the succubus dance appeared in the sky.

Bright priests:..................

What a shameless demons this is! ! !

When they were hurriedly concentrating and re-sacrificing, the Banshee's Howl sounded again, this time with a loudspeaker, and the priests of light watched several black dwarves drag an extra-large black speaker. Out.

Priest of Light:…………

What a fight this is.

Is this a war? Can you be serious?

...Well, more than half of the priests of the light are no longer able to make angel sacrifices.

What needs to be clear is that if you change to an ascetic monk, no matter how much Hill interferes with the ascetic monk, you can complete the sacrifice, but after all, this is just an ordinary priest of light. It's a big discount.

"Not surprisingly."

Death knight Goldnia looked at this scene and said:

"Everything is in the demon lord's expectation...Then the next step is that the lich summons carrion undead, and the tauren druid uses plant spells to prevent the opponent's self-detonation attack."

Following Goldnia’s order, the Lich and Druid squads immediately stepped forward to cast their spells. A few seconds later, the Oitin Empire had already launched an assault, and it happened to be caught by the vines and crawling on it. The moving Lich summon stopped. The goblin air force dropped an overwhelming bomb above.

Since you are not going to pick up the projection stone dropped from the sky, please bathe in the cannon fire from the sky.

Goldnia thought so.

A day later, Hill looked at the report from Goldnia: "The enemy is wiped out, there are no captives..." After a series of official reports, Goldnia said afterwards: " In a passionless battle, everything happens for granted. There is no change at all, even the plan is not used, and there is almost no joy of victory, but the weight of the war. The corpses of the Oytin soldiers have been roasted a lot, and I stopped in time. The ghouls ate their corpses, but some humans in the coalition still vomited."

Hill wrote this reply: "The real war is not won by passion and blood. It will be over soon."

After he was finished, he said with emotion: "Really, the cruelty of the war makes even a demon can't stand it anymore."

Monroe's voice came from the darkness: "It may be because he was once a human being."

"You always pour cold water on me." Hill complained.

"Not only that." Monroe said: "Compared to the kind of war where you can feel the blood of the other party before, your innovative method of war is too cold, as if life has become a number, but the dead are It’s real, and this feeling makes people’s blood cooler more easily.”

Hill responded, closed his eyes for a while, and said nothing.

02.

After the frontal army of the demons entered the battlefield, everything looked very smooth. But the ascetic monk had disappeared from sight for too long. The shock brought by the innovative tactics not only confuses the enemy, but also makes the people of the coalition into a kind of blind self-confidence, so no one thinks that the situation that is too smooth is wrong.

Until one night, Hill's military tent was surrounded by ascetic monks.

In the military tent, Monroe helped Hill pour a glass of Hill’s favorite ice wine, and asked with a smile: "What does it feel like?"

"It feels like I'm going to die." Hill said, "If nothing happens, I guess it's really hanging this time."

It's really shocking for a master to move forward.

Hill previously used the human army as bait to force Autin to use angels to sacrifice first, and then the pope used so many lives of ordinary priests of light to confuse Hill, and then let the ascetic monks keep secret.

"Pope Illuminati is really an amazing person, it's a pity." Hill smashed the glass directly after drinking, and then he raised his voice: "Friends outside, if you want to be a guest, please deal with unfriendly people first. It’s clean. I have projection stones from the next few seasons of "Natsume's Book of Friends", and there are many new movies. I think you will have a good time here."

Immediately there were chaotic voices outside.

"You, when are you......Ah!"

"Traitor, you actually betrayed my lord..."

"you……"

"How can you still use the Holy Light?"

The screams sounded one after another. After a while, a **** Ascetic entered the military account. He was the leader of the remaining Ascetic. He said with bright eyes: "Master Devil, I especially like your movie. I can participate in it. Is it in your movie?"

"Of course." Hill smiled at him.

So, under the crown of the Pope, what other tricks do you have?

Hill couldn't help blowing his whistle after sending the ascetic monk away.

03.

The seemingly logical process seems to be too easy.

"The war is like a child's play by you." Seeing the scholar Lennon again, the other party said to Hill.

"Don't make such a joke, even so, we have died too many people." Hill replied in a deep voice.

And this is not a denial of his previous efforts. Hill thought unhappily.

Whether as a human or as a demon, the academician is always so speechless.

Looking forward to the future, Alice can't help but slaughter him... By the way, Alice seems to be bloodthirsty now...

04.

The news that the whereabouts of the ascetic monk was unaccounted for arrived in the ears of Pope Guangming. He was not angry, but sighed deeply.

Teresa next to him lowered his head. He didn't know what the Pope was thinking since the war began. Although Pope Illuminati has been doing what he should do, and the war tactics he used are already quite powerful (unfortunately, he ran into Hill), but Teresa always felt that there was something against him.

Until now, Teresa suddenly understood that Pope Illuminati did not seem to have the slightest passion in this war. He seemed to be passively participating in the war.

What everyone did not expect was that in this vast war that swept across the entire continent, the leaders of both sides did not have any battles, and they were exhausted by the war itself.

"...What are you thinking?" Teresa couldn't help asking.

"I was a little surprised. I didn't think that the demon king could solve even the ascetic monk." said the Bright Pope.

"But I feel like you...do you have any tricks you didn't use?" Teresa asked.

"I have a hunch that the demon king might crack the angel sacrifice, so I focused on the devil himself. I spent a lot of energy and a lot of power to find the devil's trace-he himself didn't cover up too much. Then I used two-thirds of the power of the ascetic monk to sneak attack on the demon king. If we succeed, although we will not win immediately, we will never fail." The pope said.

"I understand." After hearing this description, Teresa still squeezed a sweat for Hill.

"The result was unsuccessful. It stands to reason that it should be successful... Forget it." The pope shook his head, his eyes faint: "There will be...Of course.

"What is it?" After Teresa finished asking, she felt that she was asking too quickly. But it doesn't matter. Teresa thought.

The Pope did not answer Teresa’s question, but said, "Come with me."

"Good." Teresa could only suppress her temper and said.

The two were walking in the holy city. The Pope said something in the past. Teresa was not interested in this. He used to pretend that he was interested, but today he is too lazy to pretend, he is tired.

"...I saw a bird fall on my staff that day. I wanted to stretch out my hand to tease it, but it flew away," the pope said.

"Don't you think this is disrespect to God?" Teresa asked.

The pope smiled, "Young man..."

"Yes, I am a young man. Many times I can't hold my breath. I'm too arbitrary. But I don't understand why you told me these trivial things at this critical time." Teresa said .

Pope Guangming smiled and looked at Teresa with a smile, and then said: "The last trick is to wait for them to enter the holy city, and I will enter the center of the formation under the church to sacrifice myself."

Teresa froze for a moment: "This..."

"I will absorb the power that I have saved for hundreds of years, the church will collapse, and I will become an angel with unprecedented power." Pope Bright said: "Then I will leave it to you."

"But this..." All the impatience disappeared, Teresa really realized the feeling of confusion, "But you..."

"Is Alice really dead?" Pope Bright asked suddenly.

Teresa blurted out: "I killed her myself."

"Oh." The pope replied. "It looks like this is the devil who has not given up the idea of ​​separating you and me."

"...It should be," Teresa said.

"In fact, if it's her, it's okay." The pope said this sentence without beginning and end: "Okay, walk with me again."

"Good." Teresa replied softly.

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