Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1311 Ragnarok of the Gods (83)

Cheng Mo stood directly under the bubble glass dome, bathed in the moonlight.Four wall-like full-length mirrors surround him in the middle, and two animal-ear girl maids are sandwiching him one after another, meticulously picking out the details of his clothes, such as comparing whether the two cuff buttons of the safari shirt are facing in the same direction; Tape measure to measure the length left out of a narrow tie and so on.As for some particularly in-depth measurements, he didn't even have the nerve to ask what he was going to do.
Seeing that the animal ear girl is so rigorous that she can't wait to even take care of the texture of the leather clothing.He can only lament that fortunately this set of epic clothes can automatically fit his body shape without adjustment, otherwise it would take more time.

After finally putting on the clothes, the beast-eared girl took off all the clothes and pants for him.Cheng Mo didn't know why, so Aoi Xiyuansi pressed him on the saber-toothed tiger sofa, picked up a hair dryer and a curling iron to style him, and the maid of the animal ear girl swept his feet with a laser scanner.

"Isn't it already worn? Why take it off again?"

"Underwear and socks have to be made fresh, just measuring the size and fit."

Cheng defaulted that he couldn't let himself be manipulated, and said in a low voice, "There's no need to be so troublesome."

Xiyuan Temple Aoi replied with a smile: "My lord, don't bother me, just transfer the data. The main reason is that there is a kind of Eden white goat on the island. The cashmere produced by the lamb has unparalleled lightness and softness. Compared with Tibetan antelope is also suitable for weaving intimate clothing. Our maids will pick cashmere on time every season and make ready-made fabrics. With this kind of fabric supplemented by our maid's excellent handwork, weaving intimate clothing has unparalleled comfort. You will be able to experience it later. We have mastered the data of every inch of your body, and it only takes a few minutes to do it according to your size." She pulled Cheng Mo's hair, sighed, and said, " There is no way to make up for it temporarily, it is reasonable to say that leather clothes cannot be worn on such an important occasion, it is too informal, and I should make a few more sets for you."

Cheng Mo's scalp was numb, and he immediately said seriously: "Time is really important."

"If it wasn't for the war, we couldn't make do with it like this." Aoi Xiyuansi answered without doubt. She looked up at Cheng Mo in the mirror, and quickly processed his hair with scissors. After a while, she straightened up and said, "Water Rinse it, let it dry, and you're good to go."

The four cat-eared girls brought golden hair washing utensils and adjusted the back of the sofa. One took a shower to wash Cheng Mo's hair, and the other three helped him massage.He knew it was useless to be anxious, but he couldn't enjoy it with peace of mind, so he closed his eyes and waited silently.There seemed to be cushions on the fingers of the cat-eared lady, and she kneaded the muscles and joints gently, and her whole body relaxed.Then there was a rustling sound from the ear, as if something had been inserted into the cochlea, and slowly spinning, a drowsy feeling came over my face.

I don't know if it's because Mao Erniang's massage skills are great, or if she really didn't wait long.Soon there was another beast ear girl pushing a cart over.Hearing the sound of light footsteps and the slight sound of wheels rolling over the carpet, Cheng Mo opened his eyes, and there were neatly stacked black, white and gray underwear and socks on the three-story trolley.

At this time, Aoi Xiyuanji was sitting leaning on the armrest of the sofa chair, picking out his ears with something like a cotton swab, leaning against his side with a lean and straight body, her posture was really weird.Fortunately, she straightened up quickly and asked, "What color does your lord like?"

Cheng Mo's nose was still lingering with the faint scent of hyacinth flowers. It seemed that his brain hadn't woken up from the ultimate comfort, so he answered after a while: "White." He sat up, "It's all white."

Xiyuanji Aoi chose white underwear and socks, put them in a silver square basket, turned around and placed them on the coffee table.

Just as Cheng Mo was about to stand up and take out his clothes and change them himself, he heard Xiyuanji Aoi, who had his back turned to him, say "don't move".

When Xiyuansi Aoi twisted her waist and turned to his front, his body automatically floated up. She raised her green hands and naturally helped Cheng Mo take off the clothes on his body.

Cheng Mo felt cold all over, he didn't expect Xiyuansi Kui to move so fast, comparable to her speed of drawing a sword, he quickly said: "No, I can wear it by myself"

"This is our job, Master." Xiyuan Temple said without changing his face, "You have to get used to it."

Before Cheng Mo had time to object, Xiyuansi Kui brought the boxer pants, and when he approached him to help the tired bird return to the forest, the bird's-eye view was quite subtle.In addition to the mirror behind, the front, left, and right mirrors can clearly see the winding and tight figure of Aoi Saienji from various angles. You cannot use the word "enchanting" to describe the curve hidden under the kimono, because She is neither flattering nor deliberate, but also full of a sharp sense of beauty, like a peerless famous knife wrapped in layers of silk, especially under bright light, the undulating and round silhouette is thrillingly illuminated.He immediately closed his eyes, expressing resignation.The two sexy bunny maids by his side stood by his left and right and put his T-shirt on.And the other two sweet-looking cat maids knelt on the carpet, raised his right foot slightly, put it on her lap, and put socks on him.

Sure enough, clothes and socks are almost insensitive, just like skin.The next step is to put on the "tyrant" for him again. This time, he is familiar with the road, pants, belt, shirt, tie. Just like a hand-made kit, Cheng Mo's body is assembled one by one.After putting on the clothes, the cat maid didn't get up, and brought the suede boots that were put aside, and while putting on the boots for him, she swayed her long tail with circular patterns, and the two long, fluffy tails formed a heart shape at his feet.When tying the shoelaces, the cat maid held a metal stick with a scale on the left and right, and simultaneously measured the shoelaces and shoelace holes to tie his shoelaces. The movements were uniform and rigorous.

Normally, this would definitely be a wonderful enjoyment, but at this moment, Cheng Mo only felt tormented, and could not enjoy this kind of fairy-tale treatment at all. He was only glad that the tedious changing of clothes was coming to an end.

Finally, the cat maid stood up after tying her shoelaces, and Cheng Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.He tried his best not to be so impatient, got up from the sofa unhurriedly, and stood on the carpet at his feet.Saizonoji Aoi gave him a very Japanese hairstyle, paired with a double-breasted black short leather jacket, a pure black narrow tie, and overalls khaki pants, making him look like the heroine Ren Amamiya of "Persona 5S".

After spraying the hairspray, Xiyuan Temple Aoi turned to look at him in the mirror and smiled, sincerely praised: "My lord, although it is not solemn enough, but it really suits you best, you are so handsome."

No matter what this woman says, it always gives people a sense of reliability that she can be trusted, especially her smile. Even a micro-expression expert like Cheng Mo thinks that her sincerity is impeccable.This is the complete opposite of Xienji Benimaru, whose smile seems to be mocking you no matter how you look at it.

Cheng Mo looked at himself in the mirror. Standing under the crystal candlestick chandelier, he seemed to be a completely different person. He really had the sense of sight of a manga hero, "Looks like a strange thief? A strange thief from comics?"

"You mean Ren Amameiya?" Xiyuanji Aoi admitted her identity as "Goddess Chef" openly, "It is indeed inspired by him, because I think you look a little like him. But I think your You don't have the temperament of a phantom thief, you are like a prince, a prince like Lelouch."

"Prince?" Cheng Mo smiled disapprovingly.

"Maybe I followed you through the level in "Asura"! I think you have an indescribable temperament. You look ordinary and decent, but when you do things, you have super powers of action, and your means will not be affected. Moral constraints make it difficult to distinguish between good and evil. You don’t like to explain, so you are easily misunderstood as a bad person, and you don’t mind being misunderstood, and you are proud to be your villain. I don’t know how to describe it.” Xiyuan Temple Aoi thought For a moment, "probably the big devil of rebellion"

Hearing Xiyuan Temple Kui's praise getting more and more outrageous, Cheng Mo couldn't help but shook his head and said, "The rebellious big devil is a bit too secondary."

"I don't want to describe you as fallen. Just like I don't want to call Lord Lucifer as a fallen angel." Xiyuanji Aoi said with a smile. She finally arranged the details of her hairstyle, clasped her hands on her waist Standing a little behind Cheng Mo, looking at him in the mirror with him in an elegant and gentle manner, "Besides, in your position, any word is a compliment, especially 'secondary', what kind of The heart of a romantic child.”

Hearing the word "status", Cheng Mo smiled self-deprecatingly.He moved his left and right hands casually, and felt that they fit perfectly, "Okay. A big devil with a rebellious spirit, he really rocks. Anyway, he is better than a serious saint." He turned his head to look at Aoi Xiyuanji, "I hope I deserve your praise."

"Of course you can. You are the heir of Lord Nebuchadnezzar."

Cheng Mo said noncommittally: "Then we can go to the Hall of Extinction now?"

"Wait." Aoi Xiyuanji rang the bell on the shelf next to her lower body, and the crisp sound shook the coffee on the plate and the metal dessert rack on which the snacks were placed.

Soon two maids with round rabbit tails and slender rabbit ears walked in. They held freshly picked roses in their hands, red, blue, and yellow in various colors. Dotted with a little morning dew, like teardrops on the face of a girl, bright and charming.

"You also need to put a flower in the towel bag." Aoi Saiyuanji said.

"Flower arrangement is required for equipment?"

Xiyuan Temple Aoi lowered her eyes, "During the Black Death, wearing it represents a gentleman, and also represents honor and love in the heart."

Cheng Mo shook his head, "That's not necessary."

"My lord, trust me." Aoi Saiyuanji said, "You will need it."

When she said this, Aoi Xiyuanji didn't always smile on her face, and there was a slight sadness in her tone, like the echo of the chill in the frozen valley.

Cheng Mo paused, "Okay then!" He turned his attention to the bouquet of delicate roses, "Choose one at random? Is there anything special about it?"

"As you like."

Cheng Mo lingered on the two bouquets of roses for a while, and then said, "Then... white ones!"

Xiyuanji Aoi pulled out the white rose, and handed the rest of the bouquet to the cat-eared maid behind her, then picked up a golden sharp knife from the shelf, and cut it off under the light. After cutting off most of the redundant branches, I began to carefully trim the small dark green branches with sharp thorns.She left behind a circle of leaves like green oil paint under the flower, wrapped the leaves and flower stems with golden silk thread several times, tied the gold thread on a rose gold brooch, and finally pinned the white rose carefully on the into Cheng Mo's heart.

Cheng Mo lowered his head and glanced, the white roses were like blooming white clouds, layers upon layers, warm and soft, it seemed to break through the ground from the hard and sharp black leather jacket, adding a touch of warmth to him.Looking at it from the mirror, it was indeed not as Xiaosha as before, like a killer who would pull out a gun to harvest life at any time.However, with this white rose, he is more like a king between ruthless and tender
The difference between a killer and a king is that the former makes graves.

The latter, on the other hand, is the manufacture of monuments.

"It's to look better," he said.

Xiyuan Temple Aoi glanced at him from the mirror, responded with a smile, and finally slightly adjusted the angles of the dark green branches and white roses to make it look more like a painting, "The beauty is the fighting power." She looked again The mirror blushed slightly inexplicably, "impeccable."

"is it okay now?"

"Thanks for your hard work, sir." Xiyuansi Kui bowed, got up and handed Cheng Mo a bird's beak mask, "Please come with me, sir."

Cheng Mo took a deep breath, "It's because of your hard work."

"I'm really ashamed." Aoi Xiyuansi bowed again, "This concubine has only done some things."

Cheng Mo was afraid that Xiyuan Temple Aoi would continue to bow, so he smiled and said nothing.

The four beast-eared maidservants pushed away the full-length mirrors on all sides, and the golden Medusa door that came when he came reappeared in front of his eyes.A few other maidservants with furry tails flicked their furry tails to the front of the golden Medusa Gate, held the snake body door knocker inlaid with red gems, and slowly opened the golden gate.

A wide marble cornice appeared before his eyes.On both sides of the verandah are continuous huge ancient Babylonian-style arches, and on the side through the arches is the "Square of Truth", with a towering obelisk pointing directly at the blue sky.On the other side is the Garden of Eden, where the mountains and forests and the flying springs complement each other, and you can have a panoramic view of the supreme beauty from any angle.He followed the maidservant of the beast ear girl and walked forward along the veranda.A breeze wafts the torches on the stone pillars, and the air smells of olives.A thin cloud floated in the night sky, covering the moon, and the stars became sparse. The lights in the palace and the light of the sacred tower were denser than the stars.The eight beast-eared ladies lined up in two rows to lead the way, Xiyuanji Aoi and the other six followed behind him, looking like an emperor strolling in the palace.

Cheng Mo looked around casually. There were 32 marble arched doors on both sides of the verandah, with carved beams and painted buildings on the doorposts and lintels.But if the entrance arch is also counted as one, there are exactly 33 arches.On the two marble stone pillars of the entrance arch, "Lucifer" is carved with spread wings and holding the holy sword, while on the stone pillar of the arch on the side of the Square of Truth on the right hand side is carved the king of New Babylon - "Nebuja". Nissar", he was sure that his guess was correct.

As he thought, each of the next stone pillars was engraved with the "Nebuchadnezzar" he knew or didn't know, that is, the Lord of the Black Death with the hidden title "Lucifer".Until No.30, the previous "Nebuchadnezzar" - Euler, only two arch pillars remained blank.

There is no doubt that the blank marble columns are waiting for future generations to engrave the current Nebuchadnezzar, one of which will belong to Li Jiting, and the other may belong to him.

For Cheng Mo, all unrealized possibilities, no matter how close to success, are all imaginations.

He put aside this exciting imagination, walked quickly through the entire straight arched corridor, and came to a golden gate at the end.On both sides of the gate stand angels carved in white jade, one holding a book and a long sword, and the other holding a ruler and a bow and arrow.And the door he was facing seemed to be entirely made of pure gold, exuding the unique bright and soft texture of gold. A pyramid was carved in the middle of the golden door, and above it was a one-eyed crown.

The beast-eared lady pushed open the golden door. Amidst the rattling sound of gears, the door opened like a curtain gradually, revealing another corridor gradually.Completely different from the spacious, bright and scenic promenade outside, this promenade is dark and deep.

Cheng Mo looked inside slightly, and under the light of the candle, the scarlet carpet looked like flowing magma.There is no gap between the arched dome and the wall, it is probably a whole curved [-]D display screen.There are strangely shaped and colorful nebulae floating above, and the crystal spiral arms slowly rotate like a whirlpool.There are also gorgeous supernovae, which explode brightly, gradually forming a neutron star at the core, and forming a fluffy nebula as the outer shell swaying towards the surroundings.There are also black embers like black holes, like burning cigarette butts, appearing and disappearing in the silence.
The beast-ear girls stood on both sides of the open pure gold gate one by one, Xiyuan Temple Kui walked to Cheng Mo's side, put on the mask and said softly, "Walking over is the Hall of Extermination."

"It's really a very auspicious name."

Xiyuanji Aoi smiled, "This sentence makes you look like a staunch materialist fighter."

Cheng Mo was silent for a while, "It's a firm materialist fighter who likes to say that."

"Sounds like a story."

"It's not really a story. When we met, we were members of the scientist reserve team of Genzheng Miaohong. We had firm beliefs and high morale. We believed that the journey of mankind must be a sea of ​​stars. Neither I nor she thought about it." There will be a day when we will beg for spirits from foreign things that we don't believe in." Cheng Mo stepped up the steps, "Time is like a knife, splitting us, carving us, and transforming us into something we never imagined. "

"Yeah~!" Xiyuanji Aoi said with a smile, "Thinking about it carefully, materialism and seeking inner comfort are not in conflict. Don't we also have a magnificent temple in the Garden of Eden! It's a pity that God seems to be unable to control the world."

"So I want to help God prioritize things. Let him know what he should do."

"How can I help?" Aoi Xiyuansi asked with great interest.

"It's probably useless to beg." Cheng Mo bowed his head and stood at the entrance of the universe corridor, the one-eyed crown wearing a rainbow-colored halo on his head, "So I plan to put the knife on his neck. or."

"Or?" Aoi Xiyuanji raised her hand to cover her lips, "Like in "Asura"?"

He looked back at Xiyuanji Aoi, nodded as if nothing had happened, and walked into the universe corridor.The moment he entered, he felt a clear alternation of light and dark.This is not just the change of light and shadow, but it feels like he has really stepped into the universe. The soft light emitted by those nebulae and spiral arms is not in harmony with the candlelight, clearly separating reality and illusion, but walking in it It is difficult for you to distinguish whether the universe is reality or candlelight is reality.Just like the underwater sightseeing corridor.

Xiyuan Temple Aoi silently followed, she swayed her slender waist like a willow, followed behind him step by step, and said softly: "My lord, before the king asked me if I would like to be the successor's steward, I still hesitated."

"Ah."

"Now." Aoi Xiyuanji bowed her head and said humbly, "I very much hope to take on such a responsibility."

"why?"

"I didn't intend to veto the king's proposal, otherwise I wouldn't be waiting for you at the temple." After a pause, Aoi Xiyuanji lowered her head, "It's not so much that the sensual theater is set up for you by the king." It’s more like I want to see what kind of person my lord is.”

Cheng Mo didn't care about this matter, but asked with interest: "If you become my housekeeper, and my orders are not good for your brother? What will you do?"

Xiyuan Temple Aoi paused for a while, and said in a low voice, "Please shut him up in the Garden of Eden! Let me watch him." She continued to follow him forward, smiling and said, "But I believe this kind of It's unlikely to happen, and I think adults and Benimaru-chan will become very good friends."

Cheng Mo also laughed, "Who is Lord Libuchadnezzar's steward?"

"It's Dr. Charlie."

"What if I need you to be my butler with another person? Would you mind?"

Aoi Xiyuanji quickly said: "Of course not. In fact, Dr. Charlie also assigned a lot of work to me."

Cheng Mo nodded, "That's no problem."

"Thank you for your trust."

Xiyuanji Aoi stopped and bowed while walking, followed him with small steps, and stopped talking.The two of them, one in front of the other, travel through the deep universe like tiny meteorites.

The surrounding cosmic landscape is too real and magnificent, Cheng Mo thought: "This is not like participating in a ceremony at all, but like embarking on an unbelievable adventure."

The journey was not too long. After a while, Cheng Mo arrived at the end of the universe—it was an expanding black hole.It was surrounded by orange-red light, and the center was pitch black, like a book with a hole in it burned by a cigarette. Layers of pages were slowly burning around the hole, and the black hole was bottomless.

"Here we are, my lord." Aoi Xiyuanji said, "Forgive me first."

Cheng Mo nodded, and Xiyuan Temple Aoi disappeared.He secretly took a deep breath and stepped into the black hole.When he stepped on the hard marble floor opposite, he felt a sense of solidity from weightlessness to landing.The lights in front of him changed again, but it was not as magnificent as he had imagined.The Hall of Extinction can be called a vast space filled with viscous darkness, like a deep sea.Only the faint fire light flickered in the middle, and that fire light was very similar to the river lanterns drifting in the river on the night of the Ghost Festival.

He looked intently in the direction of the river lamp, and there was a long marble dining table in the center of the hall. In the center of the dining table was a row of silver tree-shaped candlesticks. The dancing flames on the white pillar candles looked like immature fruits. The tiny orange fruit illuminated the demon gods sitting on both sides of the table.Most of them wore frock coats or tuxedos, probably because the candlelight was too weak to illuminate their faces. Looking around, it was as if they deliberately hid their heads in the shadows, so that people could not see their expressions.The distance between them is far enough to squeeze a person sideways.The marble table in front of him was also empty, with no plates or cutlery, only the reflections of dim lights.

The scene in front of me didn't feel festive at all, but rather eerie and eerie.

Cheng Mo was puzzled, slowed down cautiously, and walked steadily towards the long table in the center of the Extinction Hall.His footsteps were neither loud nor small, and their speed was neither fast nor dissatisfied, just like a pendulum in a dark and claustrophobic room.

"Da! Da! Da! Da!"

The footsteps sounded lightly, and the distance drew closer.

Those faces hiding in the darkness emerged from the night sea like monsters, and they also looked like monster heads inlaid on the ancient city wall, protruding neatly from the black wall.

Cheng Mo's pupils dilated, and one after another, ancient and hideous masks emerged one after another.Seen from certain angles, they look like living creatures, and with the change of light and shadow, viewed from certain angles, they look like exhibits in museums.

At this moment, he thought he was walking in the museum at midnight. The demon gods sitting on high-backed chairs, some were sculptures from ancient Greece, some were mummies from ancient Egypt, and some were from South Asia. Added witch spirit.The masks covering their faces are made of different materials, but they all express the delicate texture and tension of the skin.

Finally, he arrived at the beginning of the long table, and within the area illuminated by the candlelight, the demon gods lurking in the shadows like monsters also set their sights on him.

"Look~ Whose chick is this, it looks like a cowboy who sells fart drums in Kabukicho."

"FXXK, why are you so accurate in your description? Could it be that you, an old silver stick, Simonli, often patronize this kid?"

"Hey! Florence, you know? If the king is not watching us!"

"You disgusting faggot! After the meeting is over, I will definitely pour concentrated sulfuric acid on your body and make you completely disappear from this world!"

Cheng Mo is deaf to hearing foul language.But he remembered Simonli, who was wearing an iron mask full of spikes, and Florence, the demon god, who was wearing a leopard mask. Both wooden masks were very African-style, mysterious and terrifying.He glanced out of the corner of his eye, and there were numbers on the high-back chairs inlaid with gold trim, one was "66" and the other was "64".

This confirms that one is the 66-year-old Simonli from Nigeria, and the other is the 64-year-old Florence from South Africa.

Cheng Mo took out his small notebook in his heart and wrote down an account.He continued to walk along the table along the edge of the candlelight.A few demon gods not far away were puffing out clouds and mist. In the smog, the heads of monsters were looming. They were sitting arrogantly, as if there was no one around.

"Oleon, I could kill you, but I don't want to because of Gremory," the man wearing the flame mask said in a frivolous Tianzhu accent in English.

The scorpion mask sitting opposite the flame mask demon god replied: "There are many people who want to kill me, Amy. There is only one reason why those people haven't done it so far." Scorpion mask smoked a cigar and puffed He said gracefully, "I killed all of them, Oleon, I hope my words are a reminder worth remembering for you. If you can't remember, just want to see my ranking in the sky list."

"Ranking doesn't mean everything, my dear Mr. Stubborn, especially during the Black Death, which one of you here has not been in the top [-] of the list? But most of those people are dead, and you can't learn to keep a low profile. Your life is not long, Orion."

"I don't know how long my life is." The scorpion mask knocked the soot against the back of the chair, "but I can guarantee it will be longer than yours, Ami."

"Oh~oh~! Why are you arguing! One has a production base and a stable supply of goods, the other has a sales network and customers, can't they cooperate well? Why do you have to kill each other and control everything in your hands? My friend's time Already different! Cooperation, win-win"

Another person spoke, his voice was very strange, like an indistinguishable voice line produced by some kind of voice changer, and the mask he was wearing was also extremely unusual.The mouth is a withered mechanical moth, the eyes are a pair of metal horns like copper bells, and there are indecipherable spell-like symbols painted on the glazed forehead.

From the corner of his eye, Cheng Mo glanced at the Moth Mask Demon God whose seat number was "56", 56 Demon God - Gremory.Xi Shi had given him information about this demon god, the underground king of Southeast Asia, a demon god whose strength is definitely in the top [-], and is extremely low-key. So far, no one knows which country he is from, what gender and age he is.

Gremory seemed to be aware of the sight, and immediately turned his head to look at him. The other three people also stopped talking and all looked at him.

"Don't look at me, strange young man." Gremory laughed strangely, and the rusty mottled moth covering his face flapped its wings, and a circle of terrifying sharp teeth like mouthparts was exposed at the mouth, " My temper is not as good as it looks!"

A low, insect-like whistle lingered in Cheng Mo's ears, as if dangerous bugs were about to get into his ears.He stopped.

Wearing a flame mask, the Demon God also looked at him. The burning mask was brighter than a candle, and the light was still changing, like lava boiling in a crater. Cheng Mo couldn't see the other person's eyes, but he could feel it. Ruozhi's eyes moved from his face to the white rose on his chest.He remembered that the other party was called Ami, so it should be 58 Demon God, the ruler of the underground world of Indonesia. The other party smoked a cigar leisurely, and blew a few thick smoke rings towards him. Asked: "Which of you has seen him?"

"Looks like a newcomer who doesn't know anything."

The red eyes of the man in the scorpion mask flickered in the smoke, "Look, his leather jacket looks like something a girl would wear, and his hands are thin, tender and white, I bet he can even None were killed."

"Maybe a lost lamb," said Ami, "so you two, don't frighten the poor kid."

"I never scare children. Only you bastards who like to bully the weak are keen to do such embarrassing things. And Orion." Gremory's hand suddenly swelled, like Luffy's rubber hand Stretched and lengthened, he punched Oleon, "You bastard, don't laugh at the bitch!"

The information about Oleon jumped into Cheng Mo's mind, Nine Demon God Oleon, ranked 130th in the Tianbang, has a perverse personality - not Lu Bin's underground king.

Orion raised his head to dodge, the half of the cigar in his mouth was hung up by the fist wind, and the lit half of the cigar turned into green smoke in the air.The mask was also tilted a little, and he straightened the scorpion mask that looked very similar to the facehugger nonchalantly, and adjusted the tail coiled around the neck like a snake.Then he raised his hand, his fingertips jumped out of the flame, and relit the remaining half of the cigar, "Gremory, if you don't fight without the king's permission, I will definitely blow your ass off." He said coldly, " If you have."

Gremory whistled and sang softly: "Yesterday I hit your door. You were splashing out with a bucket. The blood stained the yellow ground. We are stepping on the head of the Gaomian child. You are welcome. welcome any time"

The weird nursery rhymes wafted like a strong smell of blood in the silence, and the male and female voices made the heart extremely uncomfortable, as if it would jump out of the chest at any time.

Orion picked his ears and said, "It's too ugly, Gremory, especially when you can only sing these lines over and over again."

Gremory turned his head to look at Cheng Mo, and said solemnly, "This is the Black Death, not an amusement park, young man. If you are not full of sins, don't fall into this kind of place. No matter whose successor you are! "

Cheng Mo felt a headache before he really became the Lord of the Black Death, and this group of guys seemed difficult to get along with.This is not a big problem, the big problem is that he is not easy to get along with.

"You bastards scared him so much that he didn't dare to speak!"

"I think he is indeed lost. Maybe he went to the bathhouse, where there are countless soaps to pick up."

Unruly laughter echoed in the darkness.

Cheng Mo did not leave as if nothing had happened. A cowardly person cannot become a king, let alone the king of a group of monsters.He stared at Gremory's side face and said softly: "Is it full of sins? I came here just for atonement, but not to God, because God has no ability to forgive my sins."

The demon gods stopped their wanton ridicule and watched him with great interest.

Gremory tilted his head, raised his hand and shook the long hair of the shawl, and said eccentrically, "I really can't tell! So he is a bad boy."

Cheng Mo moved to Gremory's side like lightning, probably because of the main body, the other party was completely defenseless, allowing him to put his hand on top of his head, and at the same time smashing Gremory's head to the marble table, he The "Seven Sins" in his hand also stabbed the opponent's slender and fair neck.

With a bang, the metal moth was slapped on the black marble table by Cheng Mo, and its withered and broken wings, like golden autumn leaves, trembled against the heavy stone table, like a thin tuning fork collapsing and hissing weakly in all sounds. Whirling in silence.

Cheng Mo exerted a little force, and the "Seven Sins" shining with dancing candles pierced Gremory's skin, and blood like morning dew fell from the light onto the pool-like black tabletop.

Gremory, whose upper body was lying on the long table, clenched his fists. He seemed to be struggling to get up, but he could only tremble as if he was being pressed by a huge force.

Cheng Mo also knew that someone was helping him, so he became more and more unscrupulous.He leaned down against the top of Gremory's head and whispered in the other's ear: "Please remember my voice" He controlled his vocal cords, making his tone as light and gentle as the evening breeze, "When I say something to you next time When you speak...remember to confess in advance to beg my forgiveness."

(End of this chapter)