The body of the orange cat is orange and white. Its neck, chest, belly and upper arms are all covered with white hair. It is like a white cloud dotted in the orange sky. From the side, it looks like a furry cat. The little sun is warm and bright.

Although his body is slightly larger and seems to have difficulty moving, his eyes are extremely agile.

He quickly glanced at the situation in the room, then kicked his legs and slipped in quietly. When he landed, his four claws touched the ground lightly without making any sound, just as silently as a big marshmallow falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he crept to the head of the bed with his hands and feet, his paws placed obediently in front of him, his round head slightly stretched out, and his eyes fixed on the person on the bed, as if he was afraid of missing any slight movement.

In just a few seconds, his eyes were filled with crystal tears, and the teardrops slid down his cheeks, dripping on his paws, and wet his fluffy and soft cat fur.

When he was young, he was very quiet when he was quiet, and he was very talkative when he was active. He shared various stories about him. Some of his compatriots were willing to listen, but some were not willing to listen. They also said that he was a noisy demon and had a louder trumpet than Buyer. He doesn't know what to think all day long, and he also likes to knock things to make noises.

He felt a little troubled, so he decided to talk to his father. That day, my father gently stroked His head and comforted Him softly: "It doesn't matter, you just need to stick to your choice. If brothers and sisters are unwilling to listen, you can tell me and I will always be here to listen to you." Tell stories.”

He believed his father's words, but his father disappeared for more than eight thousand years.

"..."

The room was dark and without any lighting. The only light source was the bright moon outside the window. Its light spilled into the room through the window, bringing a faint light.

The soft moonlight shines on the orange cat's back, as if it is covered with a silver halo.

The orange cat's face was solemn, and his eyes showed depth and worry.

What happened. He knows nothing.

It felt that its father had been using his power, so he followed this connection and finally came here.

I didn't have any hope at first, but the real person of my father broke all doubts.

He had just been quietly staring out the window at the situation inside the house, falling into deep thought. After half an hour of pondering, He finally understood their action strategy, so he also transformed into a cat and appeared quietly.

He lowered his eyes, and the eleventh brother's tail was still outside the quilt, as was the nineteenth brother's dull hair.

These two younger brothers and a bunch of compatriots all knew that their father was back, but they kept silent because it would occupy more of his father's time.

Some bad devil.

The orange cat's eyes were dark, he raised his paw, and typed a few words in the spiritual community, wanting to tell all the demons, especially his eldest brother. However, just when he was about to press the cat's paw to send the message, he suddenly paused. The paw was clicking back and forth in the void, but he never made up his mind to press it.

If they knew, this place wouldn't be lively. There are too many members in their family, so many that every demon feels that the love they receive is not enough.

The orange cat is a gentle devil, so he is entangled in his heart, but what he is most worried about is his father's situation.

Father collapsed from exhaustion, these evil demons

, what on earth did your father do? Or, what did you do to your father?

The orange cat gritted his teeth, but finally held back. He cautiously approached his father, rubbed him gently with his furry face, and stroked him gently with his paws, as if to confirm whether he was okay.

It wasn't until he was sure that his father was fine and just a little tired that the orange cat finally felt relieved.

Father is back. Father is fine! Meow, wow, that’s so good.

-

On the other side, in Duke Roque’s bedroom.

The old magicians checked over and over again before finally confirming that Duke Roque was in normal health.

"It's okay."

"Duke Roark has made a full recovery."

Francis finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted. He was almost unsteady and almost fell to the ground.

Their memories were a little fuzzy, and they could only vaguely remember the scene where a strong curse suddenly broke out in Duke Roque's body, and the magic circle was almost unable to suppress it. As for what happened next, they were not sure.

When they woke up, they saw the figure of Grand Master Matros.

At that time, Grand Master Matros said that he had taken care of everything and asked them not to let his students take risks in the future.

As he spoke, the eyes of Grand Master Matros revealed an unprecedented horror.

Facing his majestic gaze, they were frightened and filled with awe, how could they dare to show any disobedience or disrespect.

After that, Grand Master Matros disappeared, leaving them still a little confused.

Mr. Isius is a student of Grand Instructor Matros. It is not surprising that Grand Instructor Matros would come for Mr. Isius.

It's just a little sudden. Perhaps it was because he sensed the danger to his students.

The old magician said with lingering fear: "It's really troublesome for Grand Master Matros."

Francis sat on the bedside and made sure that Duke Roque had regained his breath. As soon as he relaxed, his face immediately became serious again, and asked the old magician: "Why did the accident happen? Wasn't it checked? Confirmed?"

The old magician immediately became nervous and said truthfully: "We did our best to conduct a comprehensive inspection, but if it was done by means beyond our knowledge and ability, we... don't know."

All of these magicians are powerful above level 85. They are all senior court magicians in the royal palace. They are loyal to the royal family and full of sincerity to the country. They know the importance of family honor, so they would never lie or tamper with such a crucial matter.

Their loyalty is unquestionable.

Francis did not doubt them, but this matter was too strange.

The existence that can plant the seeds of curse in human beings must be at least at the level of gods.

Is it God who wants to harm Rock? No, if God were to take action, Rock would not be alive until now. The target of the person behind the scenes is not Rock, but——

Mr. Isius? !

Francis lowered his eyes and frowned deeply.

Mr. Isius's posture when undoing the curse was solemn and sacred, and his eyes were majestic and solemn, completely distinguishing him from ordinary humans. The otherworldly temperament he displayed was definitely not something that ordinary humans in their forties could possess.

But Mr. Isius's attitude towards human beings, as well as his words and deeds, are not at all like the aloofness of a god.

or a sense of alienation. Like a native human being, but not quite.

——The deep-rooted humanity, and the flower of divinity blooming from the roots of humanity.

This strange metaphor suddenly popped into Francis' mind. Although metaphor is a traditional skill of the Roman people, but...

Nothing seems wrong? Francis was stunned.

At this time, the old magician took a step forward and asked, "Mr. Francis, do you want to tell His Majesty the King this matter?"

They only told the public that Duke Roque was injured after returning from the subspace expedition and needed to rest. They did not disclose that it was a major matter related to the Duke's life. The same goes for King Rus. This was what Duke Roque told him before he fell into coma. King Ross is a notorious fool, and letting Ross know is equivalent to letting the whole country and the whole world know.

Although the king is pure in heart, his abilities are limited, but Duke Roque is always willing to tolerate and protect him. However, that simple king may not have noticed the life-and-death struggle that his younger brother had experienced these days.

Francis' eyes were deep, and he glanced at Duke Roque who had not yet woken up, and said: "Let's wait until Roque wakes up. There is no curse, and he recovers quickly." ??Come and see the latest chapter_complete chapter”

The old magicians looked at each other and had no objections. As we all know, Mr. Francis and the Duke of Roque have an extraordinary relationship. They have been childhood sweethearts and have grown up together.

As soon as Duke Roque returned to the kingdom, he immediately found Mr. Francis, and the close relationship between the two was evident.

However, this is not something they should care about.

In any case, Duke Roque is safe and sound, and the kingdom's shield remains impregnable. This series of events can be considered to have come to an end for the time being.

That's what they think. Until the alliance suddenly announced the latest observation news.

[Alien god number 002 has disappeared, and there is no trace of it in the universe near the mainland]

After Duke Roque's incident, news came that the alien god number 002 had mysteriously disappeared.

Is there any correlation between this?

They inevitably made a few more guesses.

-

At the same time, the Imperial City Library of the Os Empire.

Imposs couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Butis, can you stop reading? Is it so difficult to tell me your history honestly?"

The Honest Demon also has a temper, because Persia is usually a good demon, but what this guy Botis did was too outrageous, so a big picture was opened, projecting the situation in his father's room.

Buttis is indeed a god!

In the picture, the big orange on the bed is very eye-catching. He is curled up quietly next to the pillow, and his slightly opened cat eyes must have noticed their gaze.

No, the private message channel of the spiritual community is on calll.

Big Jubris: "I'll give you ten minutes to explain what's going on now, or I'll report it to my big brother."

Impos twitched the corner of his mouth. Big brother is a universal threat card. Anyone who comes can play the big brother card. Everyone is a master of playing cards, right?

Amon sighed and created a group chat.

It has to be said that their spiritual community is quite modern. It was designed by Bachin more than 6,000 years ago. It is similar to a certain micro-social software on his father's original planet. There is a family circle outside the chat area.

There are only a few demons in the family circle who are keeping up with updates.

They rarely communicated with each other, so they didn't create things like avatars.

But now\u0026amp;amp;amp;hellip;\u0026amp;amp;amp;hellip;

Amon had a sudden idea... Come? Read the latest chapter? Complete the chapter, turn into a cat, take a selfie of yourself, and then upload it, no, the avatar is there.

When Impos next door saw it, he thought it was a good idea, so he also imitated it.

Buttis was shocked. Then in the blink of an eye, all the monsters in the group chat were replaced by cat avatars.

If other demons saw it, they would probably be dumbfounded at this time. They would wonder what they were doing and why they had collectively changed their cat avatars?

It's too shameful for an older devil to act cute!

However, when Daju opposite him saw it, he immediately put on his own cat head.

His transformation speed is comparable to the speed of light.

Amon Kaka edited the text, combed it through from beginning to end, and then sent it to Orange Cat to read.

The orange cat reviewed it, his expression changing inadvertently, his eyes sometimes widened like a bell, and sometimes narrowed into a slit. Then, he posed in the posture of the famous sculpture "The Thinker", with his paw lightly touching his inconspicuous chin, his eyes lowered, as if staring at the deep seabed.

Amon said lightly: "That's probably it, it's a good thing for you to know, because our historical re-editing needs to be told by you, don't you think, the world's number one wandering poet."

Inbos paused, thinking that this is also part of your plan?

But the big orange was silent, his eyes were solemn.

Inbos couldn't help but get nervous, could it be that Bryce didn't agree to the historical re-editing? That's right, Bryce was a wandering poet around the world, and he must have attached great importance to history.

But a few seconds later, the big orange raised his head, and his emerald eyes seemed to reveal the light of wisdom, "You should write the historical materials first, I have my own way."

He seemed to agree with this.

Inbos breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Amon.

Amon and Butis are well-known demons with dark histories, so it is definitely difficult to talk about them.

But Bryce is a professional demon, and his power is [Word Spirit]. No one is more suitable for this than him.

Amon said to Bryce: "Anyway, you should first understand the current situation."

A few minutes later, the three demons temporarily convinced Bryce.

Half an hour later, Inbos was still upset about something, and finally couldn't help opening the spiritual common domain and calling Bachin privately.

Bachin was drinking oatmeal at this time. When he saw Inbos' private call, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then he opened the hum surprised, why did Inbos change his avatar to a gray cat for nothing?

Is this a big adventure?

Bachin looked through other demons and found that several of them had turned into cats. Is this a popular activity?

Wait, why did Bryce join in, and he is a big orange cat?

Inpos didn't know that Bachin had thought so much, so he asked directly: "Did father tell me about an anime before, where the villain can freely switch consciousness and control other people's bodies."

Bachin had a very strong memory and immediately answered: "Yes, that anime is called "K"."

Inpos thought to himself, as expected, he remembered it correctly.

Bachin raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Inpos: "Nothing, we are tracing some things in the past recently, and we just asked you for some clues, thank you."

"...Really."

Bachin was thoughtful.

After getting the answer, Inpos turned around and asked Vashak.

At that time, Vashak had just woken up from his sleep, his eyelids were still a little heavy, and his cat paws were yawning, as if he was a little sleepy, "Ah...what did you say?"

Inpos asked directly again: "Did father talk about the anime "K" when he was chatting with people before?"

Vashak's mind was still a little confused, and it took a few minutes for him to gradually recover and begin to recall the past.

"It seems so. My father often talks about this, especially when chatting with other heroes."

"Sure enough!"

Inpos suddenly realized it, and before Vashak asked what was going on, he turned around and told Amon.

After that, Inpos guessed, "Amon, is it possible that when my father was talking about the villain in the anime, that thing happened to be there and heard it. He may have mistakenly thought that my father was hinting at his true identity, because the power he possessed was very similar to the villain in the story. Because of this, it developed resentment and hostility towards my father."

Amon snorted, "If this is the motive, it's too funny."

Butis's eyes were very cold, "Even if this is not the real motive, it must be a factor that prompted the formation of the motive. Deep in his heart, he was worried that his father might see through his true identity, lingering like a shadow, and finally prompted him to decide to take action!"

Inpos nodded; said: "Back then, my father was just an ordinary human, and there was no need for complicated means to put my father to death. So, he used the power of luck, which led to my father's fall into the abyss."

Several demons exchanged information and came to a similar conclusion in less than a few minutes.

It is no wonder that the mastermind is so hard to find. If His power is really [consciousness], and can be freely transferred to any body, then how can you find Him?

You find His temporary body here, and set up a net. He will slip to the end of the universe in the next moment. It will take tens of thousands of years to catch him. How to find him?

It is no wonder that such a hard-to-catch mouse can hide for thousands of years.

Of course, this is just an assumption at this stage. It may not be.

For example, Butis expressed doubts, how can [consciousness] be a power.

He said: "If you say 'consciousness control', I can understand it. It is similar to brain control."

Amon pondered for a few minutes and said: "Creatures related to consciousness, that is, spiritual creatures, I think of two races, one is nightmare and the other is succubus."

Butis's face darkened.

Inbos suddenly realized, "Ah! I know."

His sudden loud shout scared the little white bird and made it look confused and at a loss.

Amon also thought of it, and said slowly with a thoughtful look: "So Agares went to the dream."

Inbos nodded: "It seems that the God of Dreams is the most suspicious."

But there is a problem here. The God of Dreams is not weak. He is the ultimate of the ultimates and is very powerful. Does He have to do these things secretly?

Has He become weaker?

No, there are still many doubts.

"but……"

Amon sat on the sofa calmly, put his fingers on the armrest, tapped rhythmically, and said: "Instead,

We are not the ones who are anxious. Let's wait for the new information from Beelzebub and Eliog. We have things to do. "

Impos couldn't agree more.

Botis looked at the sleeping young man in the projection and resisted the urge to rush to him immediately.

-

At the end of the night, the sun slowly rises.

Hughes always felt that he had just experienced a long and deep dream.

He woke up, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but was reviewing what happened before falling asleep.

He remembered that he tried his best to save Duke Rock, but the curse on Duke Rock was too serious and more troublesome than expected. It was ten times more difficult to deconstruct and remove the curse.

If this continues, not only will Duke Roque's life hang on a thread, but he himself will also be in mortal danger.

In desperation, he couldn't think of much at all. All he could do was put his duties into practice and use his strongest power at the moment. And what is his job? creation.

Read information and construct matter.

Then what? Hughes had forgotten a little bit, only remembering vaguely hearing the sound of rain.

He paused and then remembered!

He seems to have read the God of curses and curses!

Hughes was filled with shock, and he opened the system box without hesitation. Most of the boxes in front of him were dark. He hurriedly scanned them, looking down.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the box next to the small light body.

There was actually a little dark cloud living in that box!

The small dark clouds float lightly in the box, as if they have their own little world. It floats here and there and rains, but the raindrops do not hit the box, but disappear out of thin air.

The little light body and the little dark cloud looked at each other in the air. The little light body raised its baby hand and pointed its index finger on the wall, as if to say hello to the little dark cloud.

Little Dark Cloud should have a mind similar to that of a baby.

He hesitated for a moment and slowly moved towards the small light body until the clouds were blocked by the wall and could not penetrate.

They looked at each other as if communicating something.

The little light body giggled. His eyes were already squinted, but they became narrower as he smiled.

Hughes was a little shocked. He suddenly felt that unconscious gods were no different from phenomena.

The unconscious exists, just like wind, rain, thunder and lightning. It is calm when it is calm. Once it becomes agitated, it will bring disaster to the surroundings.

So it needs to be managed.

Wait, management?

Hughes was shocked by his own thoughts. Why management? Can't you also...keep it?

Wait, keep it?

Hughes was shocked by himself again. Although He looks like just a Q version of a small dark cloud now, He is actually the God of Curses. Just a human being... to rest your mind?

This is really scary.

He reviewed it for a few minutes and confirmed that the little dark cloud was harmless and cute. Then he slowly opened his eyes and let all kinds of things come into view.

His eyes were fixed on the snow-white ceiling. He hesitated for a moment and slowly sat up. He originally opened the quilt casually, but halfway through, his movements stopped.

Because there are three cats inside the quilt.

A red cat, a small bantam cat... and a big orange cat? !

How could Hughes not recognize it after a pause?

The most eloquent person in the family, Bryce, has an amazing sense of music.

It turned out that when he fell asleep, Brice came back.

Hughes's eyes flashed with waves, as if he was recalling some past events.

At the same time, the orange cat seemed to wake up, slowly sitting up and opening his beautiful emerald eyes.

The moment their eyes collided, the orange cat couldn't control it anymore and pounced on his father.

"Meow!"

Hughes successfully caught the orange cat, holding him firmly with one hand and gently stroking his back with the other hand, giving him comfort and solace.

The cat's body was soft and furry, and it felt great to touch. He couldn't help but lower his head and gently rub against the orange cat, feeling its softness and warmth.

"Long time no see Bryce, dad misses you so much."

The orange cat trembled all over and took a long time to calm down. He had so many things he wanted to say to his father, and he spent the whole night thinking about how to arrange a story. However, when facing his father in person, he could not say anything. He opened and closed his mouth, appearing at a loss and embarrassed.

"It's okay, I won't leave again."

Hughes patted Him on the back gently, "We have a long time, there is no need to rush, just take your time."

"Meow meow~"

Immediately afterwards, the red cat also woke up.

Seeing Hughes burying his face intimately on the big orange cat, the red cat's pupils trembled, and he suddenly realized the strategic mistakes of himself and all his previous compatriots.

It’s the volume! It’s the body type!

Look at that big fat orange. My father is so close to him. Why?

It’s because He is fat! It’s furry enough!

At this time, the little short-footed cat also woke up. Seeing that scene, his pupils trembled, and then he glanced at himself.

Too small meow.

He was small, so his father would only touch Him on the head and not get close to Him in that way.

The red cat was very sad, staring closely, how could he not recognize that the orange cat was his thirteenth-ranked Briscoe, the world's number one wandering poet.

Sure enough, Brice came after all. After all, things have become so big, it would be strange if He couldn't be found.

but……

He won't tell his elder brother, right? The red cat was suddenly a little worried, and immediately took a look at the spiritual community.

Then he was stunned. He didn't know what to look at. He was shocked when he saw it. What was going on with so many cat heads?

But within a few seconds, He understood and immediately took a selfie on the spot.

The little short-legged cat followed suit and shyly patted the side of his face.

A few seconds later, Vasak's eyes lit up, the hair on his head straightened, and he immediately replaced it.

At the same time, Malbus, who was waiting impatiently in the spiritual sanctuary, rubbed his chin and said it was interesting, and then put on his golden gradient cat head.

Hehe, it would be even cooler if you add a little gold filter.

At the same time, Buyer, who was so entangled in the sisterhood that he was smoking, also saw the movement of the spiritual community.

He doesn't know why they changed their avatars. Does it mean "already meow"?

Yes, the person who has put on the cat head must be a demon who already knows the situation. This is a way to identify dissidents!

Buyer smiled slightly and thought to himself, Sister Bu, you got it. He immediately changed into a beautiful ragdoll cat avatar.

very

Quick, Beelzebub also understood it, changing pictures faster than changing clothes.

Eliog knew it later, but he followed the main force.

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At this point, almost all the unknowing demons who noticed the changes in the spiritual community were speechless.

What are you doing?

This is the Abyss Monarch family group, not a cat nest!

What the hell are you doing every day? !

They seemed to remember something and opened the list with great anxiety. They felt relieved when they saw that the eldest brother's avatar had not changed.

How could the big brother change his avatar to a kitten when he is such a fierce demon? Haha, impossible!

If even the eldest brother changed into a cat avatar, the picture would be too beautiful to imagine!

They couldn't help but glance at Brother Yi. Fortunately, Brother Yi didn't turn into a cat.

A few minutes later, all the cat-headed demons joined a group chat, with Amon as the group leader, coordinating and updating information.

Samikina, who had not changed his head because he lost contact, was also pulled in by Amon.

There are no rules in the group, and the only and first principle is the father.

The other demons know that it is only a matter of time. If they don’t take the initiative or cooperate, everything will take its course!

After Amon finished speaking, he was very excited and immediately @Moragos and Celios.

"You two are privileged to be by your father's side. You must always pay close attention to his physical and mental state. Do you understand?"

The red cat patted its chest with its paws: "The mission must be accomplished! Father, let us protect him!"

The little short-footed cat followed suit and nodded heavily.

Botis in the library couldn't help but ask Amon, "Would this attract too much attention from the devil?"

Amon said indifferently: "What does this mean? The most they suspect is that we are mentally ill and infected by cat memes."

Botis was a little speechless. Looking at Amon's confident appearance, he couldn't comment.

It took half an hour before Hughes seemed to have finished reminiscing.

"You ask me if I'm tired?"

"Ah, there were some special circumstances yesterday. Did I make you worried?"

Hughes put the orange cat back on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and thought: "I don't know what happened to me at the time, but is Duke Roque okay?"

The little short-footed cat raised his head and said, "He's okay, meow."

Hearing this, Hughes casually rubbed the little short-footed cat's forehead, "Is that so? That's great. I thought it failed."

The little short-footed cat looked into Hughes's eyes and said worriedly: "Is dad okay? Meow."

Hughes smiled faintly and replied: "Not only is it okay, but it has also improved a lot. Dad is now level 43 and will soon be able to reach a level where he can go to the subspace."

"Meow~"

In fact, there are still some improvements. Hughes didn't go into details because he didn't know it very well. He felt that his mental power must have also increased, but this numerical column has always been bad. If he hadn't tested it before, he wouldn't have done it himself. Know your own mental strength value.

I always feel that my thoughts have become unprecedentedly clear, and no matter what I think about, I can quickly sort it out. Those complicated magic structures before have become very simple now.

Although challenging the limit is dangerous, the benefits are also very obvious. If you want to upgrade and become stronger, how can you not take risks?

Hughes took a deep breath and slowly realized

Ichiban. The spirit affects the body, and the sublimation of the spirit seems to also lead to the strengthening of the body. When he wakes up, he feels like his whole body is renewed and his muscles are cleansed and his marrow is cleansed.

I always feel that a casual punch in the air can definitely penetrate the wall and hit more than ten meters.

It's incredible.

Hughes checked other values ​​and found that his career matching value had risen again, reaching 71%. His creation skills had already been upgraded, from black iron skills to silver skills, and his skill proficiency was 32%. It was a miracle. .

The sense of accomplishment from the upgrade made Hughes feel extremely fulfilled, and his smile became gentler.

With this steady rise, I will soon become a proud father of my children!

At this time, the orange cat was lying on Hughes's lap, its tail wagging happily.

God knows how many people were looking for him in Roman Imperial City, but he just didn't want to go out. He wanted to stay with his father.

It was already half past nine in the Roman Kingdom, and the people in the mansion did not dare to break in for fear of disturbing Hughes who had been waiting at the door.

And not long after, Francis came, followed by Duke Roque, who had just recovered from a serious illness!

Duke Rock came in a wheelchair, with long hair and dark eyebrows. Although his face was still pale, it was obvious that his vitality had returned. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he should be able to recover smoothly.

Francis stood at the door and knocked gently.

"Mr. Isius, it's me, Francis."

He raised his voice slightly, afraid of disturbing the other party and afraid that the other party didn't hear it.

There was a pause before there was a response from behind the door.

"Come in."

-

Almost at the same time, in the distant subspace, a lightning flash penetrated seven large stars, countless substances were destroyed, and even concepts were cruelly destroyed.

The man looked at the scene of destruction, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and opened the spiritual common domain for the first time in a long time.

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