Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

"——My King."

Hill's figure emerged from the darkness. Compared with Monroe’s current papal costume, Hill’s clothes were very simple. He just walked out of the darkness casually, but he was tall and straight, but he had a certain tolerance. . "You found out I'm here a long time ago." He said with a small smile on his lips.

"It was discovered during the trial of the third person." Monroe replied, "Your breath fluctuated at that time."

Moonlight came in from the stained glass, the original silver was dyed into red, green, and blue spots, and large and large pieces were sprinkled messy on the ground, as if sprinkled with some colorful gems.

The pope, holding a luxurious scepter, knelt down in the pile of gems.

But he seems to be the most dazzling gem of the Dark God.

The candle burned quietly, there was a draught in the hall, the candlelight flickered, his shadow flickered, and the shadow in his cold gray eyes flickered.

Hill looked at Monroe and didn't let him get up. Instead, he said with a bit of teasing: "Oh, maybe I thought you were handsome at that time, so I lost my breath."

"You really can laugh." Monroe said.

"How come you suddenly put on this respectful look? Didn't you get along well before?" Hill walked up to Monroe, his slender figure cast on Monroe, and the shadow covered Monroe's face.

At the same time, the dark clouds outside blocked the moonlight, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

"It's also ‘good’ to get along respectfully now," Monroe said.

"The mouth is really hard." Hill raised his eyebrows. "I really want to kiss you forcibly and try to see if your mouth is really that hard."

"... Lord Demon." These words were too terrifying, and Monroe seemed a bit unable to hold it.

Hill continued with that casual smile, then he lowered his head to comment on him for a while, and then said something more terrifying than the previous sentence: "You gave birth to two hearts, Monroe."

Monroe raised his head and looked at Hill silently for a few seconds. Hill noticed that his eyes had changed from dark to scarlet. Monroe lowered his head again before the scarlet reached its extreme: "I am a death knight. They are unintentional people."

"You became a death knight, just because you wanted to." Hill said.

The first drop of rain outside fell, the wind was even stronger, and the candle Shure went out.

The whole church was suddenly immersed in darkness.

There is no candlelight.

There is no moonlight.

Only the faint red light emitted from the eyes of the two demons was extremely clear at this moment.

The huge painted dome rests on the intricately intertwined main ribs and inter-ribs. Under the **** and terrifying painted dome, Hill is dressed in a simple black robe, but the terrifying aura exuding from him at this moment is absolutely not A **** painting of magic and witchcraft above Yau's head.

"Well, I won't blame you, I always have extra patience with you." He said in a melodious tone: "Then, please give me a little report on your attitude. What are you confused about? , I want to hear, you tell me, it's that simple."

"...Yes, I'm really confused." Monroe said.

"I don't understand." Hill said. "There are many things you should do, right?"

"There are indeed many, infiltrating the church, revenge against some people, there are many... but I also know clearly that hatred is not enough to sustain my life."

"That's it, I ruined your faith and couldn't give you another one, so you were okay at the beginning, but you will be a little confused over time."

"……Yes."

The rain outside became louder, and the sound of the rain rose quickly, leaning down from the dark sky and hitting the stained glass.

But the church was as stable as a mountain in the storm.

Hill once realized that the person in front of him and he were completely people from two worlds.

but--

"Then believe in me."

Hill said.

His words echoed in the boundless darkness, and seemed to be unrealistic in the sound of the storm.

But this sentence is extremely heavy.

"Hill..."

"I said, since you must have a faith, then believe in me." Hill repeated.

"but you……"

"I am the demon king, I am the man who is closest to God in the world. If you want to find God in the mortal world-of course it won't work on the church side, it's me outside the church." Hill took a step forward. , He put his hand on Monroe's shoulder, and his blood-red eyes looked at him, "I like the way you bow your head for me, but I don't like the way you keep bowing your head."

"Hill." The other party called his name again.

"You are a glorious Paladin. You have participated in wars and trained many subordinates. You deserve to enjoy more glory, but they didn't give it to you, so you left-don't deny it, although it is indeed my trick. But if you don’t want to come over, I won’t get you either."

"Yes." Monroe replied calmly: "I found that I yearn for the relaxed atmosphere here. I yearn for people of insight to be reused. I really despised such a demon at first..."

\"……"Hey.

"But then I discovered that the real strength lies not in the appearance, but in the heart." Monroe continued, "I admit what you said, I won't deny it."

"very good."

Hill nodded slightly, and the sound of rain shredded the silent darkness, making everything irritable. His unhurried voice formed a sharp contrast with this, highlighting his own temperament.

"Now in the Demon Realm, you have a powerful force that even Gore feels. You have strategized and started to infiltrate the Church of Illumination from your old colleagues. Although you are parachuting, you still hold the scepter firmly in your hand easily. Very good, to handle everything in an orderly manner-except for yourself. You should be in a noble position and you should have everything you desire."

His language is very elegant, as if a troubadour is chanting poetry, but his aura is quite amazing, as if a **** is giving judgment to mortals.

"I will give you everything you want.

-Including faith. "

Silvio raised his voice, his voice resounding and shocking like thunder:

"Believe in me, Monroe."

Then he continued, his voice was as sharp as rain, but every word was very clear:

"Since you don't know what you are pursuing, take my words as the highest pursuit; since everything in front of you is false to you, then the world is false, and only I am the real one; since you don’t Believe in me if you know what you believe in. Anything I say is the truth. Anything I ask you to do is an oracle. If I let you die, you also die."

Come, give me all your loyalty, and I will make good use of you. "

After he finished speaking, he looked down at Monroe, and he saw Monroe's red eyes that seemed to be burning ancient stars.

Monroe raised his head and looked directly at Hill with his startling eyes.

"...Okay," he said.

Hill leaned down and kissed Monroe's forehead.

At the same time, lightning split the sky, and the whole church was shining white.

The motion of him leaning over and kissing his forehead seemed to freeze.

But the lightning disappeared in the next second, and darkness returned.

"Call my name." Hill said.

"...Hill." Monroe's subsequent voice was drowned in the sound of rolling thunder.

The rain was loud, but at the moment Monroe's heart was boundlessly silent.

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