I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 30
Time passed slowly, and about a week later, Shen Zhao felt a little speechless.

Ever since the statue of the Holy Lord was moved back to the castle, no, or the Twelve Talismans were fused, things went a bit wrong.

Over the course of this week, Walloon has absolutely no news on any of those three items.

And he himself only remembered that Longya was under a bridge, but he didn't remember exactly what kind of bridge it was, after all, who cares about such small things when watching dramas.

You can't travel back and look at it again and wear it back, right?

And there is no news about the Encyclopedia of Spells and the Panku Treasure Box, as if these things do not exist.

Of course, these are all a matter of time. He has entered adolescence ahead of time under the power of the system, but those inheritances will not be left behind. Basically, he will have more knowledge in his memory every day when he wakes up, so he has become stronger.

But outrageous is outrageous here, he, Shen Zhao, a majestic demon monarch, actually had a nightmare!

Or the dream of being torn apart by black air creatures, it's outrageous.

In the dream, I was chased by two groups of dark creatures and ran around. It seemed that I had no strength, so I could only run away and had no way to resist.

He was no stranger to those two black air creatures, one was a familiar vampire, and the other was a half-human, half-spider monster.

There is an introduction of this kind of spider in the inheritance memory, called the magic spider, and it was considered a powerful race in ancient times, but this race should have been gg.

etc.
He remembered a reminder from the system when establishing the kingdom.

[There are already two monarch marks on this land, if you choose this land, it may arouse the dissatisfaction of wandering souls. 】

"A wandering soul?" Shen Zhao murmured in displeasure with his brows furrowed.

"System, what's going on here?" Shen Zhao asked directly, he believed that the system would know what he was asking.

[The dream of the demon monarch can predict part of his future. The accuracy of this premonition is generally not high, and it can only be used as an early warning. 】

The displeased expression disappeared, and he just said, how could there be a creature that could enter his dream silently, it turned out to be a foreknowledge.

"The dependents of the Demon of Heaven and the Demon of Thunder and Lightning?" Shen Zhao's eyes flickered, and there was something incomprehensible in it.

There are many kings under the rule of the demon monarch. These kings may be the leaders of a group, or they may be simply powerful. Of course, there are also guys who can make the monarch happy.

These things will be given the throne, just like the vampire Gura.

And if these creatures hadn't died outside, when the monarch's kingdom collapsed, their souls would be taken away and sink into the ground with the kingdom, wandering in the monarch's kingdom forever.

The scene in the dream is combined with the current information, and the result is already obvious, the United States has the imprints of the demon of the sky and the demon of thunder and lightning.

And as soon as the imprint of his new king came out, these lost souls were directly stimulated to wake up, and they would not be surprised that they would come to trouble him when they were absolutely loyal.

After wandering for tens of thousands of years without the ruler's leadership, self-awareness may have long since disappeared
Thinking of this, Shen Zhao sat up from a big bed. The room was very empty, with luxurious carpets all over the room, and a big bed five meters long and three meters wide stood out in the center of the room.

Shenzhao basically doesn't need other furniture, not even a TV, a place to sleep, just use it for sleeping.

Walking out of the room, after the establishment of the throne, the gloomy atmosphere of the castle has disappeared, and it has become a bit solemn and depressing.

The two thrones in the hall did not appear, but disappeared into the different space exclusive to the monarch.

This different space is like the treasure house of the Holy Lord, and no one else can enter unless called by the monarch.

Of course, this can be forcibly opened with magic, but it requires a very high level of magic, which even the current father cannot achieve.

"Your Majesty, your breakfast is ready." Gu La was waiting at the door, and when Shen Zhao came out, he bowed slightly and respectfully greeted him.

"I see, you are busy with your own affairs, don't follow me all day." Shen Zhao frowned.

Since I came back to live here with the statue of the Holy Master seven days ago, this guy will appear in front of my room every morning, so I respectfully say this.

Not only that, when he didn't fall asleep at night, he actually felt that this guy was guarding outside the room after he entered the room, which made him very speechless.

In addition to the dream he just had, if he hadn't known it was impossible, Shen Zhao would have wondered if it was because of this guy blocking the feng shui at his door.

"Of order." Gula's expression darkened, and after answering a sentence, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

Shen Zhao ignored it, they were all vampires, how could they be so glassy?

What he was thinking about now was when those remnant souls in the dream would come to him, or if there was any way to find those remnant souls in advance.

That's what he thought and asked.

And the system also gave an answer very face-saving: [After the dream appears, there will be movement within three days. 】

"That's good." Shen Zhao heaved a sigh of relief.

Although these souls are not a threat to him, there is a saying that if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about them.

Knowing that someone wants to yell at me all day long, but I don't know when that person will jump out, this is quite annoying.

Walking all the way down to the first floor, below, the blood slaves kept the castle in good order, and the carpet that was originally full of traces of time has been completely renewed.

When they saw him, these blood slaves bent down and saluted, like a pilgrimage.

Almost instantly, Shen Zhao felt what the luxurious but boring life of the nobles was like.

When they came to the hall, delicious delicacies were already placed on the long dining table, and when the blood slaves lifted the silver covers on the dining table one by one, the rich aroma filled the entire castle.

Shen Zhao sniffed and showed a satisfied smile on his face. Among other things, in terms of being a nanny, only this blood slave can compare with the ninja.

After glancing at the Panlong statue in the middle of the hall, the smile on Shen Zhao's face became more obvious.

The Holy Master would come out a few days ago to quarrel with him, saying something about the price of betrayal.

But in the next few days, after several incidents in which Shen Zhao enjoyed all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and he could only watch on the wall, the Holy Master fell silent.

As if to be out of sight and out of mind, those scarlet eyes never lit up again.

However, Shen Zhao is not torturing or anything, but just out of fear. The strength of the Holy Master is still very strong.

A crippled holy master only got twelve spells, and he was able to suppress the demonic dragon with the combination of eight demonic energies.

If this powerful combat power is taken away by the dark wizard and used, it will be a huge threat.

Only under his nose, the Holy Master is not in danger of being stolen.

Shen Zhao sat down and started eating.

Although as an extraordinary creature, he doesn't need to eat that much, but living in this world, how can he not have any fun?
And eating is a great way to enjoy it.

(End of this chapter)