Alien Queen

The demon plane was exiled to the mainland. A building like a giant pillar pierced the gloomy sky. Gray cloud ribbons surrounded the surroundings, making this strange building like a knife and ax chiseled out of reach.

This steep building is located in the center of the Demon City in the Exiled Continent. It is also the center of power and politics in the demon plane. Just like the imperial capital of the human empire, it was established since Lord Swarid moved to the Exiled Continent more than 6,000 years ago. After this city, the Pope also built the most majestic temple in the demon plane in the Demon City. The omnipotent Pope used his actions to unswervingly cooperate with the king's decision.

At least, that's how it seems on the surface, like this building that reaches into the sky. On the surface it seems unattainable, but in fact who knows?

It was late at night, and the bone-chilling air filled the entire demon plane. The three round moons in the sky shed cold moonlight, but they were still shrouded by gray clouds from time to time. The dark sky was flashing blue. of starlight.

In this building that pierced the sky and was called the Magic City by Lord Schwalid back then, the dark corridors and winding and confusing stairs exuded a faint light, and every few dozen meters there was a Konig. The crystal core of the monster is embedded in the wall. This crystal core of the monster can not only emit crystal white light, but also emit a faint fragrance. Only two buildings in the demon plane are qualified to use this in large quantities. A rare Warcraft crystal core - royal family and temple.

The highest level of the Magic City is the King's Palace. The huge King's Palace does not use the crystal core of Cornile Warcraft. It only burns rows of giant fire pillars using grease as fuel. The green and uncertain flames not only do not give this deep and deep place. The royal palace adds some warmth, but instead shows a bit of mysterious darkness and coldness.

Deep in the quiet palace, at the end of Ruoyouruowu's sight stands the throne under the statue of the demon god. His Majesty Alexander, the leader of the demon clan, hides his thin body on the throne made of the most precious magic iron, as if he is hiding himself. His body was buried in the thick shadows, and his silver pupils, which symbolized the demon royal family's lineage, shone brightly in the darkness, staring at several close ministers in the palace.

Even though he tried his best to cover up the anger in his heart, the old face of the demon king, His Majesty Alexander, was still alternately covered by nervousness and anger.

Say, keep talking, what else is there? The king broke the long silence in the palace, his tone containing resentment that could not be concealed.

Two days ago, the temple used the excuse of spreading teachings to the seven planes including Guman, Bali, and Nia. Each plane sent at least two deacons. In addition to the original two deacons from each plane, The Pope's invisible rule or superficial power over those planes has completely suppressed His Majesty's power...

What else? Alexander's body trembled in the throne, as if he couldn't bear the biting chill of the magic iron, just like his bone-chilling voice.

Commander Yamos of the Rich Continent, following the other five king-level commanders, officially announced that he will serve the devil. So far, six of the ten king-level commanders have completely sided with the Pope...

Peng! I don't know where His Majesty took the picture. His heavy breathing resounded clearly in the palace. After a while, he said in a heavy voice: Okay, what a great Yamos, my dear emperor brother, I will be the richest Allocate the continent to him as a territory, give him money and soldiers, and in the end... good... good... good!

His Majesty Alexander shouted Hello three times in a row. Several confidants in the palace felt His Majesty's overwhelming anger and humiliation, and immediately buried themselves deeply and did not dare to say anything.

What the thirteenth generation of kings could not do, how can I, Alexander, do it? After a while, His Majesty Alexander sighed deeply, his tone full of desolation and loneliness.

Okay, I don't want to hear this anymore. Let's talk about other things. For example, that old guy who has much more power than me, what has he done recently?

The Pope... The Pope went to Morton City a few days ago... An old-looking demon thought about it and said something. The horns on his head were even older than his face, and they were covered with countless growth rings. The gray horns have begun to dry out and peel off.

Moton City? His Majesty Alexander was stunned for a moment, then asked: It's located in a remote area. It's the territory of the Blood Ridge Commander, right? What is he doing there?

Your Majesty is wise, that is the territory of the Commander-in-Chief of Blood Ridge. The Pope was invited by the Commander-in-Chief to go there. I heard it was for a lower plane.

The Commander of the Blood Ridge...the lower plane...the Pope... His Majesty Alexander muttered several times.

The old Aozu Demon Clan reminded: Your Majesty should have seen the ancient parchment scrolls in the palace library. This low-level plane existed thousands of years ago. Due to many factors, we were unable to conquer and rule it in the end. This matter is a shame for the pope who has always been successful in his life, not to mention that he has personally visited that lower plane...

In ten thousand years, our demon race has been completely transformed. Compared with before, our strength is far inferior to that of before. It is just a low-level plane. Now we still need him to personally take action? Is there something else? His Majesty Alexander felt a little strange.

It's not certain yet. At first I heard that a plane passage was discovered in the territory of the Commander of the Blood Ridge, but I don't know what kind of power is on the other side of the passage or the strong person is sealing it. The Commander of the Blood Ridge used a lot of All methods, including exhausting magic power and sacrificing a drop of magic power to crack it, failed.

Is the information true? His Majesty Alexander frowned and said: A low-level plane that is constantly harvesting high-level powerful men by the Light God Religion, what power can stop a super-level leader?

The Lord Commander of Blood Ridge is not only the lord of Morston Territory, but he is also one of the eight cardinals of the Demon God Religion. It is very difficult to place ears and eyes in his territory to collect information. We can get the above information through some It’s based on a comprehensive analysis of gossip.”

Rumors? You... His Majesty Alexander was furious. He stood up suddenly and pointed at several close ministers. With a scowl on his face, his body was trembling with extreme anger. After a while, he finally sighed and sat down.

It's not your fault, it's my incompetence...

Your Majesty, you must not underestimate yourself. If you give up, then our great Demon Clan Imperial Power will be completely controlled by the Demon God Cult in a short time. You must not...

Go down, I won't give up. His Majesty Alexander's old face was full of fatigue. He waved his hand and said, I'm tired. We'll discuss things tomorrow.

Several ministers sighed in their hearts, responded respectfully, stepped back a few steps with their rickety bodies, and then turned around and walked out of the palace.

After sitting quietly in the palace for a long time, His Majesty Alexander stood up and walked to the back of the palace. After walking four to five hundred meters along a winding corridor, he came to a courtyard full of rare flowers, which were transplanted from other dimensions. The flowers and plants have completely adapted to the environment of the demon plane, blooming brilliantly amidst the sound of a fountain in the center of the courtyard.

A dozen strong black figures flashed out from the corners and flowers and plants, and knelt down towards His Majesty Alexander from a distance. Even though he was in a bad mood, His Majesty Alexander waved his hands to them and walked towards a place in the courtyard that was completely made of wood. Go to the built house.

His Majesty!

A palace maid with a delicate face opened the wooden door with a creak and bowed respectfully to the king: The princess has been waiting for your majesty for a long time.

Go down. His Majesty Alexander refreshed himself and strode to the wooden house.

The palace maid gently closed the door from the outside, walked to the middle of the courtyard and clapped her hands gently. A dozen black figures quickly withdrew from the courtyard, and disappeared into the thick darkness at the same time as the palace maid.

Everything in the wooden house, including tables, chairs and beds, is made of wood. The air is filled with a light woody fragrance, and a dozen Cornile Warcraft crystal cores illuminate the house brightly.

There are not many pieces of furniture in the wooden house. The largest one is a bookshelf, which is filled with thick books and various scrolls that exude historical flavor. On the desk under the bookshelf, a thin body is buried in a large book, dark brown. The cover depicts a man flying among the clouds with four wings on his back. His handsome face is vividly outlined. Below the image are several large gilt characters - On the Combat Power of Angels.

Jacina, my most beloved princess, don't bother reading it so late. A gentle smile appeared on His Majesty Alexander's face. He gently walked under the desk and picked up the book On the Combat Power of Angels Covered up.

The thick and wide books were covered up to reveal a girl with long black hair hanging down smoothly. The crystal core light inlaid on the bookshelf above her head seemed to put a crystal halo on her, and the soft halo reflected it. Her beautiful appearance.

Her silver eyes are as clear as water, her skin is as pure and white as milk, her lips are as moving as the petals about to bloom in the courtyard, the black fox shawl sets off her slightly pale face, and a pair of slightly pointed ones Her ears stood softly, coupled with the illusory and soft halo, all of which made this demon princess, whom His Majesty called Yaqina, look extremely holy.

It's okay to be idle... Princess Yaqina smiled softly, like a beautiful flower suddenly blooming. Her bright smile calmed down the somewhat irritable king.

By the way, father, is there anything going on? Princess Jacina stretched out her green fingers and poured a glass of red wine for His Majesty Alexander.

His Majesty Alexander did not hide anything. He drank a glass of wine and poured out everything he had just discussed with His Highness. Finally, he smiled bitterly and sighed: Jacina, do you think that your father, the leader of the country, is useless and in decline? The imperial power is even more unbearable in my hands. It is estimated that before I step down, we will completely lose the imperial power, even if it is only superficial.

Jacina's thin eyebrows raised. She said nothing, but took out a piece of paper from an open book and handed it to her father. Then she sat there quietly and stared at Alexander with her beautiful eyes.