Home/ The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns/ Chapter 70
As a result, the development of things was completely different from what Saros, who was known as the Great Demon King and pronounced as the Great Black Goose, had in mind!
Ansel poked his little head.
“Not even a feather fell off, why are you in pain?”
Black Swan: “…”
Damn it, I forgot to create injuries!
Ansel watched as the black swan spun around in place, lowering his head as if searching on the ground for feathers that might have fallen off, but found nothing. After a while, he silently looked up at Ansel, then lowered his gaze and looked up again, showing a pitiful expression.
Now Ansel felt that Saros must be very magical in private, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to raise such a magical goose. He laughed so hard that his horns almost went crooked, and he quickly held his head to stabilize it. Such small accidents can happen every day, and Ansel has already trained his heart to be as strong as iron, but the goose in front of him was so scared that it almost performed a split with its legs.
Although he was guilty of lying about the pain! But was the sin so great that he had to be frightened like this? !
Saros was really afraid that one day Ansel would laugh so hard that his head would drop down and the horn headband would fall off in front of him. Then he would definitely have a heart attack on the spot.
Can’t he make a more stable headband? If you don’t have money, I can sponsor it!
In recent days, Saros has fully realized that Ansel is really broke. The white-haired Demon King has a beautiful appearance, but Saros often sees him cherishing and caressing a gold coin under the light. This is also the only gold coin. Ansel is so poor that anyone who hears about it will burst into tears.
This is very wrong.
The richest Demon King in the demon world thought to himself.
Ansel deserves to be adorned with all kinds of golden jewels and pearls, live in the most magnificent palace, and then peacefully comb his beautiful feathers on the horizontal beams decorated with colorful magic crystals.
But Saros also understands that if Ansel enjoys such comfort, Ansel won’t be Ansel anymore.
Just like now.
“Don’t make a fuss, I’ll go and take a look for a while.” Ansel gradually stopped smiling and looked up at the sky. Now, his expression and aura changed into that of a Demon King, and his eyes looked particularly cold.
“If I provoke that angel, will he fight back?”
Being able to remotely injure Vassago even a little bit, that angel is likely at the level of a consul, equivalent to the Demon King. If such a respected angel fights back, it means he still has some backbone; But if he retreats, he can only retreat to the Holy Court and shoot cold arrows, then…
A trace of ridicule flashed across Ansel’s sunset-colored pupils.
Then the Supreme Heaven could only be classified in the same category as Levi, rotten beyond redemption.
Polite Levi: “…”
You? ? ?
“Vassago.”
Ansel called out softly, and the gray-eyed and silver-haired water demon immediately knelt on one knee to listen respectfully. He only listens to His Majesty the Demon King’s words.
“Your injury will not be in vain. As your king, I will make that angel pay the price he deserves.”
The black swan didn’t even have time to stop it, watching helplessly as the Demon King with patches on his bat wings flapped his wings and flew away. He half opened his deep red beak, stayed still for a while, and successfully began to feel restless again.
Does Ansel really not care about his workplace relationships at all! Not only did he attack his boss, but now he also wants to fly over and beat his boss! This is really…
Too much like a Demon King.
***
As he was flying through the clouds at high speed, Ansel didn’t conceal his presence. The angel must have felt it. Different from Vassago, the powerful demonic aura rose, almost like a malicious provocation.
The opponent also accepted the challenge. At this time, Ansel had flown above the vast sea of clouds. With his bat wings spread out, no one could see the patches. He flew through the snow-like floating clouds in a majestic and dignified manner like a demon king.
The angel’s snow-white wings also broke through the sea of clouds after a few breaths. In addition to the real pair of wings, the other two pairs of illusory wings also spread out, with the total six wings showing the other party’s angry state of mind.
The Demon King and the consul angel confronted each other in the cloud, no, it should be said that the two angels confronted each other in the clouds.
Ansel was very careful to keep a distance from the other party. Anyway, he was good at long range attacks, and distance would only give him advantages. He didn’t know whether the other party could sense his actual identity. The connection between the same race has always been mysterious. The consul angel might have some power over ordinary angels, so he couldn’t take risks.
In addition, Ansel also discovered a magical thing.
The other party was actually a…
Power Angel.
Ansel: “…”
A power angel wanted to fight with a battle angel?
This is probably related to the dominion of the power angels. Ansel has heard of this situation in the Supreme heaven. It’s okay on the side of the healing angels, but most of the power angels have stubborn and weird personalities. They always have a strange mentality of “I can do it, so let me do it”, always trying to compete with the battle angels in terms of military strength. But unless they are across several classes and are almost at the same level, the power angels can only “think” that they can do it.
Ansel doesn’t think that he, who has already been trained in the demon world, will be weaker than the consul angel, so…
Go back and add more BUFFS!
“Demon King…” Shalia said coldly, his voice filled with long-accumulated anger, and the healed wounds on his body seemed to start hurting again. He has already recovered, this is just a phantom pain. He forced himself to think so and stared at the Demon King who dared not show his true appearance.
“There are three Demon Kings in the demon world, which domain do you govern?” Shalia continued to ask coldly.
Ansel realised from his words that even the consul seemed to have limited knowledge of the demon world?
That’s right, as a Demon King, if he hadn’t come from the Supreme Heaven himself, he would definitely not have known the detailed situation of the consul. The Asmodeus family, where Saros rules, has a profound background and may know some things, but that is an advantage that other Demon Kings don’t have.
“You shouldn’t be a Demon King from the Asmodeus family.” Shalia ruled it out. “The Asmodeus family has black hair and blue eyes, which are their defining features. So you should be…”
Ansel’s sunset-colored pupils suddenly flashed but he didn’t care! After coming to the human world, his relationship with Saros had improved a lot. He felt a little reluctant to throw the black pot on Saros, but he really didn’t hesitate to throw it on Levi!
So before the angel finished speaking, Ansel was already laughing arrogantly.
“No need to guess, angel, I am the King of the Southern Region, Demon King Levi!”
Goose is cute, so throw the pot on Levi.
Shalia’s pupils shrank. He didn’t think that the demon would be so kind as to reveal his identity to him. There must be some deception involved! After excluding the Western Region of the Demon King’s clan, the other party claimed that he was the Demon King of the Southern Region. This information must be wrong, so it should be the remaining Eastern… No! That’s not right! He almost fell into the other party’s trap!
What a cunning demon! He claimed to be the Demon King of the Southern Region and induced Shalia to guess that it must be the Demon King of the Eastern Region. But in reality, the other party was predicting his prediction and deliberately tried to create confusion. It means the other party’s true identity should be the one this demon originally claimed!
Demon King Levi of the Southern Region! He will remember it!
Ansel: “…”
Is this so smooth? You believe whatever people say? Shouldn’t you be a little suspicious!
He didn’t know that the angel’s mind had turned left, left, and completed a full rotation, and then returned to the starting point.
Figuring out the other party’s identity is already the biggest gain of the day, and Shalia still has the heart to find out the other party’s strength, so he didn’t hesitate to take action. The Demon King did not escape either. Above the sea of clouds, the angel and the Demon King fought fiercely… Well, the angels fought!
But as they fought, Shalia discovered a problem.
…Too familiar.
The opponent is too familiar with his fighting style, or rather the fighting style of the entire group of power angels.
He could almost predict Shalia’s next move and measures with 70-80% accuracy. He even knew the various magic mastered by the power angels. In the midst of battle, this kind of understanding was too terrifying, so Shalia found himself…
The angel showed a solemn look.
He found himself being completely suppressed.
***
Thunder rolled across the sky, but the sound gradually faded away. Today’s Secret Council welcomed a special guest. Of course, this appointment had already been reserved. Westam stood on the steps and smiled meaningfully at the former second-class star hunter who came alone holding a box.
“Gevin, you hid it so well that even I didn’t realize that you actually believed in demons.”
Who could have imagined that a demon hunter would actually throw himself into the arms of the Secret Council? As for the demons he had killed, Westam thought that with the high vision of that lord, he probably wouldn’t take it to heart at all.
Gevin also smiled slightly.
“I’ve had this idea for a long time, to believe in the demons and gain stronger power from them.” Said Gevin, with a calm tone, half-pretending and half-real excitement, “For this, I brought a letter of surrender, which can be regarded as… a gift from me to that lord.”
Westam’s gaze fell on the box in his hand, which was engraved with intricate magic patterns. It was obviously a precious artifact from the hands of a witch, which could be used to restrain and suppress.
“This is…”
The bright flash of lightning made Gevin’s face flicker. As the thunderstorm was about to subside, Westam heard him utter a word softly.
“Holy Sword.”
The thunder was sparse, and the abnormal celestial phenomenon caused by the battle between Ansel and Shalia was coming to an end. The angel was struck hard and fell down, followed by an additional arrow, leaving no room to dodge!
After the angel’s body smashed through a small clock tower, covering up became unnecessary. There were always some special organizations to deal with the panic and aftermath of ordinary people. Amidst the panic and noise, Shalia lay in the ruins of the clock tower. Between the twisted iron hour and minute hands, he barely supported himself with protection, but the magic attacking the protection came again. During the whole battle, he was like being blindfolded and beaten on the head.
He knew nothing about the Demon King, but the Demon King knew him very well. What on earth was this…
Shalia used a large amount of magic to counter the demonic magic and slowly stood up. His current state was almost the most embarrassing in the past few hundred years, all thanks to this Demon King!
“I recognize your strength, so before continuing the fight, I am willing to give my name.”
The angel lifted his icy-blue eyes.
“My name is Shalia, the Consul of the Heavenly Realm.”
The two sides had just announced their identities to each other, and just as they were about to continue their fight, Shalia suddenly sensed a kind of familiar breath. The breath was like a flickering firefly and fluffy bird feathers, drifting not far from him.
This breath is… this breath is…!
Why at this time! This dangerous Demon King is right here, and the breath of the suspected member of the same race appeared at this time! The breath of the same race that appeared in the human world is likely to be the last Consul he has been looking for!
Once the Demon King also discovers this breath, the consequences will be unimaginable!
The safety of the last Consul is above everything else, and Shalia has already decided to retreat temporarily. He only wants to find that companion now. The firefly-like breath is not very stable, only appearing from time to time, so he has to continue looking!
The angel’s attitude of wanting to run away when he couldn’t win made Ansel very unhappy. There was still an undiminished fighting spirit in his sunset-colored vertical pupils. Ansel calmed his breath and remembered to keep his distance.
“I didn’t come here just to fight you.” He said, his pupils sharp, “You hurt my close minister.”
“It’s just a minister.” Shalia interrupted him, hiding his anxiety in his heart. Finding the companion is of great importance, he can’t afford to delay any longer, so he said, “Get out of the way.”
Ansel: “???”
Things haven’t been sorted out at all, and you want to leave now?
What kind of attitude is this? You think so beautifully!
Facing the angel Shalia who was in a hurry to leave to find someone, Ansel’s angry eyes fell on the other’s head, and he suddenly attacked!
“Click!”
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