Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Hampa flapped his wings and said: "We can take the initiative to find our companions, people from all over the world. Even in the future, when the Sakaz people bring the flames of war to other countries, we can also seek their help."

Don't look at the fact that the other countries are not very interested in Victoria's request for help. That's just because the war has not burned them.

Soon, the Sakaz will be unable to contain themselves anymore, and they will go to extremes.

"It's time to put aside the contradictions, everyone, we have had many contradictions in the past, between nobles and commoners, officials and workers, farmers and soldiers."

"But now we have to seek a new path and build a new organization as a

The main force for us against the Sarkarz. "

"This organization will have a brand new legion, and this legion will also complete the task of bringing order to chaos in the future."

"And I named this organization--"

“United Front for the Restoration of Victoria against Sakaz.”

Hampa jumped to the middle of the table and said:

"How about it, everyone, do you want to join?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, thinking that since you have already mentioned this, what other opinions can we have?

If you don't join, you're not a Victorian.

"Since you have no objections, then we can start taking action."

"First of all, we have to choose a representative, with [me] as the center, and establish a representative in all aspects... For example, the Glasgow Gang is represented by Vina. The Gray Wing is represented by the Duke of Cumberland. Tower Knight, you can also Establish a leader.”

Horn, Feist, and Elliott each represented an army and two factories, and thus the branch of Londinium was established.

……

"Mr. Agaritu, do you mean to let us follow the Victorians?"

Different from the outcome of the meeting in Londinium, Shen Muke in Xiaoqiu County was questioned by many backbones of Shenchi as soon as he proposed the policy of "united front".

The leader is Mandela, and I have to say that although Danmaomao is not that dandy at this time, he is still quite pure.

"The Tara people have gone through so much suffering, mostly from Victoria, and the Deep Pool was built to resist that suffering... Are we now going to reconcile with them?"

Everyone nodded when they heard Mandela's words and agreed with her.

"Tsk..."

Abrana, who was sitting next to Shen Muke, gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction and tried to stand up to scold Mandela, but her hand was gently pressed on the table by Shen Muke...

"father?"

"If you have any opinions, of course you can raise them~"

Shen Muke smiled and shook his head, turned to Mandela and said, "So, Miss Mandela, do you think we shouldn't cooperate with the Victorians?"

"Yes, this is their war and has nothing to do with us... What's more, the Sakaz people did not invade us."

Of course Sarkaz would not invade Tara. After all, Tara was no longer the fertile land under the rule of King Gael since more than a hundred years ago.

It's just such a piece of land. It's not fertile for growing crops, it's not rich in minerals, and the industrial system isn't perfect. If you want a place with nothing, Tracys will invade you when he's full.

"But it won't happen now, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future."

"What the Sakaz people hope to do is to bring the world back under the banner of Khazdel, and Tara will definitely become their goal in the future."

"Then we'll fight them! I don't think we can beat them!"

Mandela touched her cane nonchalantly and said, "The deep pool can protect Tara."

Even Shen Muke, who has traveled the earth for so many years and has seen a lot, almost didn't laugh at Mandela's innocence.

"Miss Mandela, are you awake?"

"You..." Mandela intended to retort, but was interrupted by Shen Muke:

"Miss Mandela, what do you think this war is?"

"That's Sakaz. I admit that the countries' vilification of the Sakaz people for a long time has made you look down on them...but this is not the reason for you to underestimate the enemy, nor is it the reason for your arrogance."

"What do you think Sakaz is? A demon? A barbarian who doesn't deserve to be on the stage?"

"I have to remind you that there are Sarkaz warriors here!"

Shen Muke stretched out his hand and pointed at Hedley and W who were sitting next to them. The two people were almost stunned just now. Shen Muke vaguely saw W stuffing a "little toy" under Mandela's chair.

"Have you ever fought against Sarkaz? Have you seen Sarkaz's royal army? Do you know what kind of power the Blood Demon and the Shapeshifter have?"

"With all due respect, Miss Mandela, the magic you rely on is not worth mentioning in front of the real king of warlocks. Even so, do you still have to be so proud?"

"How do you know that I can't defeat them? You have never seen my magic, so you deny my power?" Mandra stood up. She stared at Shen Muke's face and said word by word: " You have said so much, what power do you have?"

Poof...hahahahaha!

W, who was sitting next to Hedley, finally stopped holding back. She laughed indifferently, causing Hedley and Ines who were holding her sides to tremble.

"Hahahaha, Ines, Hedley, listen to what this Felin is saying?"

"Are my words funny?! Sakaz!!"

Mandela glared and scolded W.

However, W was never mentally exhausted. She just slapped the table and responded to Mandela with an even bigger laugh, without even doing the usual oral gymnastics.

"Miss Mandela, now I understand what you mean."

Shen Muke smiled and nodded, his dissatisfaction with Mandela disappeared now.

It turns out you don’t know and haven’t seen it.

Not surprising then.

"Then, Miss Mandela, I can [lead by example] show you what [the horror of Sakaz] is."

"father…"

On the other side of Shen Muke, Lafxini gently pulled the corner of Shen Muke's clothes:

"Don't start

It’s too heavy…”

After all, Mandela was one of our own, and it would not end well if she was crippled.

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Shen Muke clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Well, Miss Mandela, before I prove Sakaz, let me prove myself first."

"It just so happens that I have gained a new power recently."

Chapter 27 Fallen Angel-Astaro

"New...power?"

Ravshini instinctively felt that something was going wrong. She subconsciously moved the chair away with her legs and pulled Abrana on the other side...

laugh--

"Everyone, get out of the way!!"

Hedley's eyes widened, and he subconsciously protected Ines and W with his hands. After hearing his words, a group of warriors from the Integration Movement also stood up and retreated.

huh... huh...

A dull gasp came from the top of the conference table, mixed with a strange and pungent smell. ⑥⑨④⑨③⑥①④⑤

This scorching breath made everyone avoid it unconsciously, and when the strange gas reached Ravshini, Draco's already hot flames burned even more intensely.

"Fire...what is this?"

"It's sulfur..."

Mandra, who was quite proficient in geology, blurted out subconsciously. Unlike others who subconsciously dodge, she remained stunned and murmured to herself.

"what is this?"

Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching that action in inexplicable horror, watching the man named Agaritu gradually change his form——

The originally fair skin gradually darkened, like ink dripping into pool water, spreading out, starting from the heart, starting from the center of the eyebrows, covering the whole body...

In the end, the entire person's skin color became extremely dark, and as the corners of his mouth raised, yellow sulfur smoke and bright red blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth at the same time. The blood continued to flow like spring water, soaking the black clothes on his body, turning So blurry——

call……

Whoa! ! !

There was a vibration, and the sulfur-smelling wind swept through the entire hall. The powerful force was like a natural disaster passing through, making everyone stagger. Abrana wanted to raise the cane in her hand to cast a spell to block the wind. However, the next second, she felt The air-conditioning has descended here.

"Don't use flames. Do you want to bomb this place?"

Yelena's voice was very calm. The cold gradually covered the ground, allowing everyone to stay standing. However, she tilted her head and never dared to raise her head:

"Sir, you are really... not prepared at all... I will pull out his hair as punishment later!"

"Mandra?"

Ravshini called subconsciously, she could feel Mandela's fear, but the Phillin Warlock was no longer able to respond to her at this time.

At this moment, there was only a blank space in Mandela's mind. Her instinct told her that she must escape from here as quickly as possible. However, her body refused to obey her, so that she could not move, and even her sight could not move from here. Agaritu's body moved away.

"call…"

The scarlet pupils met Mandela's eyes. In the dark eyes of the demon, the warlock in front of him was just the most ordinary mortal in thousands of years.

laugh--

Like steel cutting across glass, behind the demon god, wings as dark as ink spread out like his skin, and the feathers tangled and collided with each other, making a harsh sound.

"gentlemen…"

Hedley did not dare to look directly at the Demon God. He could only close his eyes and shout as loud as possible: "You... calm down..."

When he was in the expeditionary force, Hedley discussed the matter of Marquis Agaritu with a group of comrades.

Perhaps it was out of instinctive hobbies. At that time, many people in the military liked to "compare combat capabilities."

In other words, it's oral gymnastics, comparing the big shots in Kazdaele to see which one is the most powerful.

At that time, everyone listed many answers, including the Lords of the Royal Court, His Highness Therese and His Highness Theresia, and of course, as the commander of the expeditionary force, Agaritu was also among them.

In the eyes of everyone at that time, Marquis Agaritu was a powerful warlock who could control the weather at will, and a terrifying being who could avert natural disasters.

But now it seems...

"I was still conservative back then..."

The corners of Shen Muke's mouth turned up unconsciously. It had to be said that this feeling of showing one's holiness in front of people was refreshing, and the fear shown by everyone also made this new demon very satisfied.

[Put down your weapons, Mandela...]

Just like the devil coaxing a saint to fall, that low and magnetic voice came to Mandela's ears.

"me…"

Mandela's hands were trembling. She was holding her staff at the moment, but she could not recite a single spell.

However, even in the face of this fear from the soul, Mandela did not completely collapse. Although she was frightened to death, the staff in her hand never fell.

Fear is human nature. After all, no one can withstand the pressure from the soul.

But it is rare to still have your own persistence despite fear.

Mandela is a nice person, she may have mental issues, but the potential of this person is unquestionable.

【how do you feel?Astaru, I have said before that not everyone is an ant. 】

[Oh, I just happened to meet a stronger one. The nature of the ant has not changed. 】

Deep in Shen Muke's soul, Qi

The black angel was riding on a hell dragon covered in sulfur and magma, and said nonchalantly: "You just sit there, fear prevents her from resisting, so does it matter whether she collapses or not?" 】

[…I’m curious, are you fallen angels all arrogant? ] Shen Muke couldn't help but smile.

【Nonsense! 】Astaru said dissatisfied:

[Forget it, I won’t argue with you... The effect you want has been achieved. When are you going to let me out of my body? 】

Astalu, ranked No. 72 among the 20 pillars of King Solomon, is the demon god of the Duke.

He is a fallen angel, the epitome of terror.