Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

When Monroe woke up, the magical elements around the Blackstone Tower began to agitate. When he opened his eyes and opened his eyes, the flames around the altar turned bright blue. The first time he breathed, the magical elements around the Blackstone Tower began. Restlessness; he breathed for the second time, and a torrent of magic power formed above the Blackstone Tower; for the third breath, dark clouds covered the blood moon outside.

As the Demon King, Hill was naturally the first to feel the change. He speculated for a while and thought that Monroe was about to wake up, and then he told his entourage: "Call all the Paladins to the Blackrock Tower, oh Yes, and Goldnia, his brother was born. Binns, let's go and see too."

They arrived at the Blackrock Tower soon, and the Paladins had to take a step forward. These Paladins were eager to try. If Hill is a believer in the Church of Light, I feel that these Paladins are probably conceiving ghosts, but Hill is the devil, so he Thinking that they always abandon the dark and cast the light... um... it's okay to cast the dark and cast the dark.

"Go in," Hill said, and no one would dare to speak first if he didn't say it.

Monroe was still lying in the black armor, lying in the center of the altar, and he could be seen breathing through the helmet.

Hill whispered, "Will I disturb him if I speak now?" Of course he asked Death Knight Goldnia.

"No," Goldnia said.

"Is it irreversible at this point?" Hill asked.

"Yes." Goldnia said, "He is already a demon. Even if something goes wrong, he can still become a ghost, but he may be the worst blood ghost... and in fact, this last moment of conversion. , The greater his mood swings, the more powerful his strength is, so my lord, you might as well say something that can stimulate him, he can hear now."

At this time, a faint black mist had been wrapped around the armor.

"So that's it." Hill nodded, and then he greeted the paladins next to him: "Come here, you are all his colleagues, you know him, one person said two things that can stimulate him."

The Paladins looked at each other, their expressions were: This is also OK?

"It's right to scold my boss, and don't come back when the opportunity is not lost." Hill continued.

"Ah..." a Paladin said boldly, "Monroe, you, you devil!"

The black mist on the armor fluctuated slightly, and it was barely clear to the naked eye.

Hill rolled his eyes: "Your scolding is too sonorous, right? You might as well just say that Monroe is a dead ghost. And he is already a demon."

The black weapons on the armor fluctuate more.

The paladin "poofed" out, slipped aside, and passed the level as cute.

"Come next." Hill greeted.

The next paladin stepped forward, did a long period of psychological construction, and then said to Monroe: "F**k."

The black mist has no fluctuations.

Hill rolled his eyes again: "You paladins really don't even know how to scold people... If you go straight up and do the verb you just said to him, it might make him emotionally fluctuating."

The black mist fluctuates violently.

"Yes, I'm sorry." The Paladin was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the wall, "I am ashamed of the Paladin."

"Forget it, next one." Hill said.

The third paladin stepped forward. He looked at Hill helplessly, pondered for a moment, and summoned the courage to say: "Knight Commander, in fact, I've been hiding from you. I've gotten into trouble with Teresa."

This time it was Hill's turn to puff.

The black mist on the armor fluctuated wildly.

The third paladin coughed slightly, "Is this all right? Lord Demon Lord."

"Yes, it's very strong." Hill gave the paladin a thumbs up gesture.

With his role as an example, the remaining paladins also looked alike. One said that I had a relationship with the bishop, and the other said that I had a crush on the pope for a long time, but the black mist fluctuations were not obvious afterwards. Cavaliers, he said with a cross: "Captain, in fact, I have a crush on the Demon King for a long time!"

Hill: "..."

Hill looked at the paladin silently.

The paladin wiped his sweat, and the other paladins gave him a thumbs-up sign.

So far this group of paladins guessed that their beliefs have collapsed.

"Time is coming," Goldnia reminded, "My King."

Hill nodded, he took a step forward, and suddenly said: "Actually, I lied to you about the Morton being human. You also know that I designed you to take this step from beginning to end. Mo The Dun people are really demons. The false news is to deceive people like you to become death knights before being released from the lower realms. Otherwise, you think, why are there death knights?"

After he finished speaking, the black mist on the armor rolled frantically and surged wildly, and then instantly spread to the entire basement.

Goldnia next to him was shocked for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "My lord, I really think that line is very suitable for you."

"What?" Hill asked.

"You...you are playing with fire." Goldnia said.

The corner of Hill's mouth twitched, "Can we not mention this, or don't talk to me about any of the lines of the movie!"

"I heard that you took the initiative some time ago, and it was for Monroe." Goldnia said dissatisfiedly, "I listened to Irvine."

"Forget it..." Hill looked at the sky.

So this means that only the state officials are playing fire and the people are not allowed to light the lights.

02.

The sound of breathing or gasping became louder and louder, as a terrifying sound like an ancient beast came from the armor, and then the black mist suddenly shrank, and the armor suddenly shattered into countless dust and black mist. In the middle, Monroe slowly got up. His action to get up was amazing. It wasn't the way ordinary people sat up and stood up, but he was lifted up directly from above like a puppet.

The blond and blue eyes of the past have now become pale hair and blood-red eyes. Back then, Hill thought his blue eyes were like the sea, but now his red eyes have frozen rivers.

Almost instantly, he appeared in front of Hill and pinched Hill's throat with his pale hand.

"…is that true."

His voice is much lower than before, this kind of voice is suitable for sound in the dark night.

The demons didn't feel anything. The devil's key wasn't the throat. In fact, they even felt that this action was a bit too sexually harassing, because the throat is a sensitive area (?). It can only be said that fortunately Albrecht’s fanatics like the Demon King are not there. Just imagine changing the gender. The Demon Queen awakens the humans who have just turned into the Demon Race, but the other party first rushes to attack the Demon King... Fanatics of the Demon King should How crazy.

In short, the nature is similar.

But the Paladins were stunned collectively, and they even began to wonder who they should help if Monroe fights with the devil.

Hill looked calmly at Monroe who was close at hand, and he said leisurely: "What do you think?"

Monroe slowly let go of his five fingers, the anger in his eyes dissipated, and the hideous expression on his face disappeared, turning to become somewhat similar to Goldnia. At the same time, the black mist around him quietly wrapped around his body to form a soft robe, and then he knelt on one knee, doing the manners of a paladin: "My king." He responded with this gesture.

Hill put his hand on Monroe's shoulder and couldn't help laughing.

Rage poured over his spine, and his lungs were burning with ghosts.

Evil is embracing the belief in destruction, and his breath sounds like the death knell of the last days.

—His name is Monroe.

"I am not loyal to the demons, nor to the lower realms."

He raised his head, the flames sinking into the silent eyes, he said.

"I am only loyal to you, Hill."

—He is a death knight alone.

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