Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Roland was a little surprised. He was no stranger to war horses dominated by demons, and he felt something in his heart.

"The thread of fate guides you to meet and become one. It is destined that he will become a part of you and sacrifice for the rise of the abyss."

The flying butterflies converged and then separated, and a dragon gun fell from it and landed in Roland's palm. This was the weapon that took his life.

So...Xion died too?

Roland's eyes moved, he stroked the lines on the magic gun, and said lightly, "Who did it?"

It couldn't be Heloise, and the missing Curtis couldn't do it either. Could it have alarmed Pope Qiyao, or angered the old antiques in the Sanctuary of the Stars.

The dark lich was silent for a long time, thinking of the strange purple moon that was last seen in the dark crystal ball, he was afraid for a while.

"Is it important?"

Roland was stunned, and gripped the dragon gun tightly, making up his mind.

"unimportant."

"Evil spirits don't bleed, but the dead blood of the demon warrior will help you recover faster than before, and you can even use his curse power."

The dark lich looked at the man's strong body with satisfaction, and his soul fluctuated stronger and stronger, and he would cross the sanctuary in a short time. Roland turned a deaf ear to it, and just moved his stiff fingers, laughing at himself.

So, that's what happened to them, a pathetic stitch monster, fighting forever to die.

The loyal warrior is gone forever, and now the blood of Xiong flows in Roland's body. He is both a ghost knight and a demon master!

"If I find out you're lying to me..."

Roland caressed the evil spirit unicorn, his eyes were filled with cold light, and his vicious demeanor was exactly the same as that of Xi Weng.

"Threats mean nothing to me."

The dark lich smiled, not afraid at all, "But I swear in the name of the goddess, if we don't cooperate, we will die together."

"Ha! Devils also have faith?"

Roland snorted, as if he had heard a big joke. He didn't believe every word that the vicious lich said. The real judgment must be through his own eyes.

To be worshiped by the dark lich as the goddess, I am afraid that only the night mother who betrayed the heavenly father and the light and orderly camp in mythology.

"Who told you I was a demon?"

The black lich didn't care, and his tone was mocking.

The black butterfly re-transformed into a tall human figure with the bone face of a nerubian. Two slender fingers stretched out from under the black robe and pointed at Roland's forehead. Her complexion was dark and delicate, and she turned out to be a woman.

Roland raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, Serentia's new favorite is not the same treacherous demon who made trouble a hundred years ago.

Mysterious successor?

The Dark Lich is the pallbearer of the Eight-Pillar Demon God's Necropolis, the head of the witch servants of the curse, and his status is even higher than Goethe. In terms of the dark soul's attainments and elemental affinity, what race can surpass the Black Demon?

Perhaps there are still such a group of homeless elves who are both the darlings of the elements and the outcasts of the times.

But how is it possible?

unless......

A vague image of an old friend quietly emerged in Roland's heart, until the dark lich's hoarse voice interrupted the memory.

"Tell me what you saw in the kingdom of the dead."

Roland came back to his senses with a solemn expression, "I saw...the melting pot of souls, no matter demons or humans, it is food for ferrymen."

"yes."

A trace of black electricity was transmitted from Roland's forehead to the dark lich's fingertips. She paused and said, "Be prepared, more people will die next, humans, demons, free people, dwarves and giants, and even giants." Dragon and Wing Clan. A new round of game competition has begun, and you are the spokesperson of the soul ferryman."

"What do you mean?"

Roland's pupils shrank slightly.

"That means you will walk with death."

The Dark Lich glanced at Roland and sighed softly.

For the apostle of the soul ferryman, death is just the beginning, and this man's journey of killing has just begun.

"You know, it's taken us a long time to get to know the world, and it's cost us a lot to see it for what it is."

"they?"

Roland's doubts were seen by the Dark Lich, so he pointed to the top of his head, but there was nothing there.

"No 'people' are going to be winners in this game because we've been losers from the start and it's time to get out of their grasp."

The dark lich sneered, his words were filled with strong anger and unwillingness, which further strengthened a certain guess.

"..."

Roland didn't understand. As an excellent commander, he only knew one thing. After taking over the Dragon Spear, he would no longer be the Duke of Dawnstar City.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said this to you, you should go, someone is waiting for you."

The Dark Lich shook his head, and before Roland could respond, he beckoned and released a group of butterflies.

The black butterfly surrounded the ghost knight, and disappeared in the secret room in the blink of an eye. The black lich slowly took off the bone surface, revealing a delicate face that was not like a mortal.

That gray-black face was covered with tulle, and she was a night elf like Heimian and Bailu. Nolan should be no stranger to the black leaves hanging from her pointed ears.

"Now, only the last step..."

Roland's vision was blocked by butterflies, but it was not difficult to guess who was waiting for him.

When he saw the picture in front of him again, the naked man was already in an empty hall, surrounded by cold and dead darkness, the fireflies on the stone walls gave off a faint light, and the floor tiles and pillars were all made of dark spar.

The irony is that the current Roland does not feel uncomfortable in such a gloomy environment, and is very adaptable.

"I didn't expect the first meeting to be like this...well, the scene."

A charming voice came from behind, and the language of the alliance was very standard.

Roland turned around and saw the demon on the throne, staring openly at the girl, there were only two people in the hall.

Not surprisingly, this is the legendary demon girl, Demon King Serentia, but she looks as big as Er Qiao, as beautiful, as lively and lovely.

Serentiya crossed her legs, and was also looking at the man whom Xi Weng spoke highly of. The naked man, with calm eyes, tried to find the shadow of another person from Roland. She might never find another one like this Loyal subordinates.

The two enemies were originally thorns in each other's eyes, but now their identities and positions are quite strange.

478. Here it Comes

Roland went straight to the point, and said with a sneer, "You just believe that I won't refuse."

"You have no choice. If you don't cooperate, you will perish together. I can guarantee that human beings will definitely walk ahead of the devil!"

Serentia's attitude was as tough as ever, and this was the real threat. After all, she was giving Roland a chance to work together to save himself.

When the tide of chaos sweeps the world, the rotten Holy Alliance will be the first to sink, and the abyss with many enemies is not much better.

That's right, drastic changes are imminent, but No. 1 and No. 2 fought first. This war is so stupid.

The so-called descendants of the queen and allied dignitaries are not as smart as they imagined, short-sighted and stubborn, but Roland is different. He can clearly judge the overall situation and is willing to protect the people by any means.

Roland didn't refute, because Serentia was right, there is no room for losers in this world.

Alicia, Nolan, Joanna, including the people of Morning Star City and Plantagenet Kingdom, they have only one end, being abandoned by the gods to fend for themselves.

"what do you want."

Roland twirled the dragon spear, his eyes changed several times, weighing the pros and cons.

"you."

Undoubtedly, the demon girl pointed at the ghost knight and said in a deep voice: "You will be my spear, piercing through all hypocritical enemies, and trampling their army under their feet! You can do what Sion can do, What Xion can't do, you have to do even more!"

"Why should I believe that you will stay away from the Holy Alliance."

"Because you have the blood of the demon ruler flowing on your body, as long as I am still alive, you will have the absolute right to speak of the entire army of the abyss. Deceit and betrayal have always been the expertise of human beings!"

Serentiya stood up suddenly, her cold voice echoed in the hall, her negotiating style was crisp and neat.

The leadership temperament of the devil girl is still very immature, not even as good as the commander-in-chief, but her sincere feelings are strong and crazy, enough to melt a warrior with a heart as hard as stone, and she doesn't bother to hide her desire for revenge.

"Then, as you wish."

Ding!

Roland clenched his fists, and after only thinking for a moment, he nailed the dragon spear into the brick and nodded in greeting.

His life was dedicated to the Holy Alliance. He was no longer a holy knight, but his soul still followed the ancient tradition and swore to become the spear of the devil with the body of the dead.

If a man like Xiong never regrets dedicating everything to this woman until his death, then Roland will also try to believe in the promise of the devil and use the hand of the abyss to protect the homeland of mankind.

"I guess that means we've reached a consensus."

Serentiya threw out a circular ring, and the engraved hexagram was the demon king's token.

"Tell me who the enemy is, and I'll do the rest."

"Don't worry, Huangyan Province is mine now. I promise my people to bring them out of the bottomless abyss, and there will also be the starting point of the journey to the abyss."

Roland narrowed his eyes and pondered, "What about the others?"

The Ghost Rider refers to the soldiers in the Yanchao war zone and the displaced civilians. Even if humans are deployed in advance, the chances of winning are still too low, and it is difficult to defend the last main plane.

Serentiya smiled and said: "I promise you not to touch the Holy Alliance, the premise is that they don't want to kill you, and other trivial matters are up to you, if someone disobeys you... I don't need to talk about how to deal with it, right? "

The implication is that the authority of all legions has been handed over to the new commander-in-chief, and Lord Demon King doesn't care about the life and death of prisoners of war.

Roland didn't speak, just rode on the skeleton horse, drove the dragon spear across the air, and disappeared into the distorted space.

Celantia's eyes lighted up slightly, and she had mastered part of the law so quickly. She would wait and see how far Roland, who was not bound by the curse, would grow with the help of Xiong.

The two knew that Roland was not here to persuade the fight, but to defeat the alliance army more thoroughly, because the sooner the war ended, the less unnecessary casualties would be.

There is no cure for the Holy Alliance, the only way is to transform before the storm comes.

However, the world of the living is far away from Ghost Rider, and he can no longer help the little prince. The only thing he can do is to stay in his best field, replace Xiong as the master of demons, and lead the abyss to defeat all enemies. …

At this time, Roland hadn't realized how important he was in this great chess game.

"finished."

A butterfly landed on Serentia's horn, and the dark lich's voice came faintly.

"Everything is going on as you said, and I can feel the demon god resuscitating in my body!"

Serentiya's eyes were full of enthusiasm, but she didn't know that she was making a wedding dress for someone else.

No, it's Annihilation, Chronos' game is coming to an end, but the Necrosis Demon God has not yet realized the arrival of that adult.

Black Butterfly laughed with unknown meaning, a drowning person would not let go of even a straw, so Serentiya firmly believed in her accurate prophecy.

But as Roland thought, the Eight Pillars Demon God is not qualified enough to get involved in fate, and the whispers that the Dark Lich listened to came from another more powerful mother goddess.

The mistress of the night elves infiltrated into the abyss earlier than the skin-changing demons, threading the needle for the next great battle, but the lovely Lord Demon King still thought that she was speaking for the Demon God Pillar.

"Goethe found an interesting girl who bears the curse of the blood demon and has become a demonization carrier. I think you will be interested."

"not now."

Serentiya scolded softly, and the soul that escaped just by breathing shook the butterfly away, and it was much stronger than it was in the battle of Bishui Gulf Stream.

"It's time to meet the last piece of the puzzle. You said that the Chaos Knight will bring me enlightenment, and all things will eventually surrender to our Lord!"

"That's right, the abyss will surely rise."

However, it was definitely not the way the devil girl imagined.

The black butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the sky. She held a bright lamp in the dark, eavesdropped on the future's words, and laughed at the ignorant mortals who snooped on the theocracy.

The dark lich did not lie, all things will eventually surrender to our lord, but the master of Serentia will soon change, and in a rather rough way, it came.

Hum-------!

The dark hall suddenly trembled violently, and cracks appeared in the dark spar floor tiles, as if it had suffered a strong impact. It has been a long time since there has been such an exaggerated movement in the Silent Demon Abyss.

Serentiya's face changed slightly. She knew that Wudi would come, but she didn't expect this kid to make such a big fuss.

The whole plane was trembling, as if being pulled off track by an irresistible force, the commotion in the Eight Pillar Demon God's Great Cemetery came one after another, alarming many tomb guards.

The demon girl raised her chin, and was surprised to find that the dark clouds that had lingered over the dark palace gradually dissipated, revealing the entire starry sky.