I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

“Come! Stick them here!” Moved by Yingying's idea, Li Yue felt that the power he exerted was not enough. He pointed to the grooves in his brain with his tentacles, signaling Yingying to insert more shadow nails.

To make it easier to exert force.

Yingying also unhesitatingly separated a large clump of shadow nails, filling Li Yue's brain grooves row by row, turning it into a tofu hedgehog.

“I want some too!” Egg, which had been painted black by the shadows, inexplicably became soft, and also pointed to its egg body with its particles.

So, there was another hedgehog.

The two hedgehogs stirred into two whirlpools in the Black Lake, pulling at the ripples, and flowing together towards the deeper part of the Underground City.

The tunnels and soil along the way were all lifted up, and then integrated into the Black Lake.

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Occasionally, lost Twilight Earthworms, Dwarves, or Dark Elves were directly torn apart by the surging Black Lake and became a drop of black water.

The Black Lake “ran” away.

Next is to see the extensibility of the Abyss Maw's shadow, to see when it exceeds this limit, and then breaks.

Yi He looked back at Noel Alexander, his gaze sweeping across General Li Yue and the nobles of Gerald's group, finally landing on the old mage with the high-hanging brim.

“The root cause of the Empire's failed offensive lies in him, and also in the Department of Creation, but it is in the Demon King City…” Sharrhas's eyes projected the reflection of the Demon King City.

Everything in his body turned into shadows, strung together by shadow nails, attracting a ball of white spring in the center of the White Lake.

That made Wang Jian try to separate out fewer focal points.

The shadows were no longer so light and飘飘 as before, but seemed to have lost their substance.

Yingying successfully advanced.

The nobles stood in two rows, Gerald Kingston was tall and imposing, very conspicuous; and in the queue of nobles, there was also an old mage in a white robe, silently with his hat brim hanging low.

In that instant, Pan Jin sensed Yingying's location and suddenly felt a burst of panic.

“Sharrhas? Has he already been unable to leave the city in the dark?” Yi He recognized the old mage's origin, said sarcastically, and then flicked out a coin, which landed in front of the old mage.

“Stop, after all, there is still a white demon hidden in your body.” The old mage slightly raised his head, revealing a pair of strange eyes.

Heat from the Abyss Maw.

The sound of silverfish swimming came from the shadows.

“You should use the power granted to you by the High Tower as soon as possible to open the walls of the Demon King City.” Sharrhas made a request.

General Li Yue Fischer saw Yi He's attitude, looked at Wallace, who was silent beside him, and then looked at Sharrhas, without further pressing.

Immediately afterwards, the Garrote Eight felt an earthquake from afar.

This was a large meeting, and those present were all people who could determine the direction of this war.

Wang Jian realized that his thoughts were more “real”.

It's broken.

The space that the Dark Elves had left in the Underground City at the beginning was not enough. In a short time, the White Lake had flowed over a hundred miles, tearing and devouring everything along the way.

Wang Jian was busy dispelling the feeling of panic.

[Nolamore… ]

But seeing the “Advancement Luck” display in Yingying's status bar, Wang Jian's brain grooves tightened again.

“If you can fulfill your obligations, I don’t think I would appear here.” Sharrhas took the coin and rubbed the front and back of the coin with his fingertips.

“Thank you, you came in time, only now to inform me of this matter.” There was not a trace of gratitude in Yi He's tone, “Then we will maintain the siege, wait for the spire to operate, it is enough to break the city, there is no need to use the power of the High Tower.”

Or they thought they could determine the direction of the war.

Yingying's thoughts were a little playful.

Wang Jian didn't know what Yingying meant, but he subconsciously cooperated.

The pureblood demons discovered the tearing power from the Underground City.

Yi He paused and wanted to take another step.

“This is the 'Cataclysm' of the Forest Keeper. After Fentus died, he inherited the authority of the Forbidden Forest and reproduced the power of mankind…” As the Lord of Authority of the Research Institute, Sharrhas certainly knew more about the power of the Demon King City than Yi He.

This was the backlash brought about by temporarily deceiving the pureblood demons and the silverfish—Wang Jian used the Staff of Deception to erase what they saw, guiding them to report in the opposite direction, demanding that all the pureblood demons rush to Aka's direction.

Yi He had not yet realized that his command was about to be stripped, and the power of the High Tower was his last meaning to exist here.

“Open the city walls, and then what?” A gleam of light appeared between Yi He's brows, “The power of the High Tower, is it just to help you open the door?”

The white shadow further flowed into the White Spring, gradually merging into the demon name of “Nolamore”.

[Call my name… ]

At the same time, Wang Jian's mouth began to hum.

It was also his last reason to regain the High Tower's trust.

Under the effect of the Voice of Greed, the Shadow's body washing effect was even more obvious. Brain, Egg, and Shadow began to turn jet black, suppressing the white pulp again.

At first, Li Yue thought it was his own illusion, until he saw the silver fins in the shadows, and the demon legions flapping and flying on the silver fins.

Yingying repeatedly looked forward to it in her heart.

Further tearing.

“My obligation is to conquer the Demon King City, and I am still fulfilling my obligation.” Yi He's face was pale, and it was difficult to resist Sharrhas's question.

“Please stop, don’t continue forward.” A member of the Royal Guard spoke, preventing Yi He from going further.

And in a fleeting glance, the demon legions and silverfish quickly turned back, as if they had not seen anything unusual.

Immediately afterwards, Bone City, the Scorched Earth Camp, and the Great Garrote were subject to subsidence.

Until it flowed through the ruins of the Copper Dwarf's palace, Wang Jian suddenly sensed a loss of power. The bone cart, the skins, and the bodies crashed into the thick soil of the Underground City, like a mud ball thrown out by a catapult.

The Underground City and the Abyss Maw vibrated together.

The magic medicine emblem on the coin was rubbed off by Pan Jin Hanks.

“I have probed the limit of the Demon King City, and we are temporarily unable to fight back.”

[I'm here.]

… …

“You can choose to retain his power.” Sharrhas also did not have the strength to drive Yi He, “My arrival is just to provide you with another option…”

It was the symbol of the Research Institute, the Myriad Flower.

“They called me back, and they want me to go forward again?” Yi He was covered in blood, his face showing a morbid paleness, and a whip hung from his sleeve.

Garrote Eight Fortress, the reception hall, Prince Noel Alexander sat high in the center, flanked by General Li Yue Fischer.

At that moment, the demon name of “Nolamore” appeared in the shadows of all living beings in the Chaos Continent.

“Only once, there will only be one time in a short time, but if it is delayed any longer, with effective methods, he will definitely use it again.” Sharrhas also seemed to know something about the Commander of the City Defense Force.

“Unable to fight back?! Nolamore advanced? Not only did you fail to conquer the Demon King City, but you also promoted the demons inside?!” Noel Alexander's voice was sharp and he shouted loudly.

Wang Jian began to spew out countless Van Helsings, Hannibals, Don Quixotes, and Grandets, and there were even three figures of the Skeleton Seventh Young Master…

The old mage's pupils were very simple, like two blooming Myriad Flowers.

“This is the territory of the demons, as long as we guard against their inexplicable surprise attacks, our plan can still be implemented…” After eight days of siege, Yi He felt a trace of fatigue, but what he cared more about was the inexplicable small sun.

White pulp seeped out of Li Yue's brain grooves.

But in the next second, the three Sons of the Devil felt the heat.

These skins and bodies were filled with shadow nails the moment they appeared, becoming new fulcrums, dragging faster and faster, supporting the White Lake to accelerate forward.

The coin rolled in the air, one side was the Dark Star, and the other side was the magic medicine emblem.

Yingying's power was growing stronger.

And just between the words, when Sharrhas wanted to mention the existence of the “Library”, the shadows in the reception hall changed, and countless “Nolamore” filled the room.

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