The Unemployed Demon Lord

It was dinner time at this time, and the nearby streets were very quiet, but the underground of the elf embassy was extremely lively...

The dark underground palace.

Only torches illuminate the surroundings.

In front of the big mirror in the depths, a beautiful female elf in a long white dress is meditating on something?

Her skin is finer than snow, her black hair has a thin waist, her temperament is dignified and noble, and her beautiful face has a mature charm, which is completely different from Shirley's innocence.

This person is the ambassador of the elves in Britain, a beautiful female elf named Samuel Stuart, who is almost 1000 years old.

The big mirror seemed to have some kind of magical power. It originally reflected Samuel's figure, but it slowly turned into a blurry black shadow, as if it had become another person.

Seeing the black shadow, Samuel immediately knelt down on one knee, looking respectful and pious.

Without much greeting, Soi Ying spoke first, and it turned out to be a woman's voice! ?

Sombra: "Long time no see, Samuel."

Samuel: "Your Majesty, I'm here to report to you the progress of the Elven Weeping Magic Circle."

Sombra: "How is it done?"

Samuel: "The layout has basically been completed, and the whole of London is surrounded by a magic circle. As long as the magic circle is activated, London, the capital of Great Britain, will be turned into an empty city in an instant, and all humble humans will die. To the great master you."

Black Shadow: "Very good! The goal of my king's resurrection is close at hand! As long as I am successfully resurrected, I will no longer have to live in the body of the elf king's wife, and the entire Southern United Kingdom will also fall under my control." Of course, conquering the whole world is no problem at all!"

Samuel: "Congratulations master, you are one step closer to the dream of resurrection. As the king of the dark elves, you will surely become the master of the world!"

Black Shadow: "That's right! I am a genius of the elves, and I have controlled the power of Corellon, the god of elves. Although my brother Lanxi is the king of elves, he is not my opponent at all. He is even jealous of my talent and plots cruelly. My dear brother, if my soul is not strong enough, I would have fallen into hell long ago, and if I don’t kill the Elf King with my own hands, I will never be able to get out of his shadow!”

A large amount of magic power was revealed in the magic mirror, and bursts of black mist gushed out, like an angry flame spreading.

The pitch-black shadow could only see Scorching Eyes burning brightly, obviously emotionally unstable.

Samuel: "Master, calm down, you are now in a boarding state. If you are emotionally unstable, it is easy to let the consciousness of the elf king's wife get out of control."

Black Shadow: "That's right, the time for my resurrection is approaching, I should be happy."

Samuel: "Yes master, as long as you are resurrected, the Elven King will definitely pay for what you did in the past!"

Sombra: "This is an exciting thing. London's entire population of 600 million will be sacrificed at the same time, which will become a stepping stone on my road to resurrection. If there is a large-scale sacrifice, it can be regarded as the pioneer of me, Ashdoll Lancy. After reading the history, think about the moment of sacrifice, what a spectacular sight it will be..."

Samuel: "This time the elves weeping and the big magic circle sacrificed the entire city of London. It is indeed a feat that has never been seen before or since. But now, although everything is ready, there is a small problem..."

Sombra: "What's the problem?"

Samuel: "To cast Elf Lament, you need to sacrifice the life of a royal family as an introduction, but it seems that there is no suitable candidate."

Soi Ying: "It is true that the soul of the royal family is needed to activate the elf cry. After all, the elf cry is one of the three forbidden spells of the elves. As long as the soul does not fall into hell, life and death can be reversed. Of course, the price is not usually huge... "

Samuel: "Master, what should I do now?"

Black Shadow: "Now the Elf King takes his children very seriously, and it is difficult to take advantage of them. The only choice is..."

Samuel: "Master?"

Soi Ying: "The only choice is probably Shirley, the youngest daughter of the Elf King who got lost half a year ago."

Samuel: "Your Majesty Shirley, more than half a year has passed, and there is still no news about the little princess. Could she have died long ago?"

Black Shadow: "You have to know that the elves have a sense of the life and death of their children. Shirley is not dead at all. Otherwise, why didn't the Elf King give up looking for Shirley? It must have sensed that Shirley is still alive."

Samuel: "I see, I'm sorry master, I was stupid just now."

Black Shadow: "Take a little effort to find out. The Elf King always has Shirley in his arms in Great Britain. His sense of being a father is basically correct."

Samuel: "I will do my best to find and use all means to capture Princess Shirley back."

Soi Ying: "That's good, don't hesitate after catching it back, just start the elf's lamentation, let me be resurrected, then with my strength, even if I am an enemy of the whole world!"

Samuel: "Obey master, I will definitely do it well! Even if I sacrifice my soul, I will resurrect you!"

The black shadow in the magic mirror opened his arms, and his figure was very slim. If the black mist is dispelled, it must be a beautiful woman, right?

Although her figure was soft and charming, she couldn't stop her majestic ambition.

Now the dark elf king is in the state of soul, and it is still lodged in the elf king's wife, but from the king-like temperament, one can vaguely glimpse the elegant demeanor of that year.

"When I am resurrected, it will be the day when the world will be shrouded in the shadow of the Dark Elf King!"

"I, Ashdoll Lancy, will surely lead the dark elves to a prosperous world!"

"The trajectory of the world is about to go backwards, returning to the great era of elves!"

Chapter 2: Monthly Ticket Addition

Underground of the elves embassy.

Samuel walked out of the secret room, and the door slowly closed behind him.

Two male subordinates immediately approached, one male and one female.

The two of them are dressed in strong clothes, with piercing eyes, dark skin and pointed ears, which have fully demonstrated their identities

The branch of the elves, the black elves!

All the elves believe in the same god, Corellon, and have the same abilities, but there are two kinds of elves with obvious differences in appearance.

The White Elf is represented by the Elf King, and the Black Elf is represented by the Dark Elf King.

Both of them are old monsters who have lived for countless years. They have been left over from the age of elves to the present, which shows how terrifying the lifespan of elves is.

Although they are brothers, there is a huge gap in philosophy and constant conflicts.

But the white elves have always been dominant, even now.

At the beginning of the founding of the Southern United Kingdom, the King's Parliament only allowed one person to represent the race and hold power.

As a result, the contradiction between the white elves and the black elves was completely intensified, and rebellions began to occur within the elves.

But the result was very cruel. The dark elf king respected by the black elves was defeated by the elf king and lost their equal rights, making their situation even more embarrassing.

On the other hand, the Elven King established his status by killing his brother, and has continued his rule in the Southern United Kingdom.

Although the appearance of these two black elves is similar to the holy Samuel.

They all have pointed ears and handsome faces, but their temperaments and skin colors are completely different.

This pair of black elves are Serior's confidantes, and they are also minions of the Dark Elf King.

The name of the male black elf is Xia Pulun, a holy martial artist, who is good at the ancient and mysterious black elf fighting technique, and his moves are extremely vicious!

The female black elf is named Shalan, a holy magician, with superb dark magic, making the enemy slowly rot in the darkness!

These two are Serior's most powerful subordinates, the most outstanding in strength, they can be regarded as her right-hand men.

Everyone is an admirer of the Dark Elf King, and the biggest goal is to make the Dark Elf stand up and prosper.

Instead of letting the black elves always be the vassals of the white elves, living a humiliating life under the fence.

As for Samuel's strength?

How can it be possible to be weak if two holy-level powerhouses can be made to surrender?

However, Samuel's external image has always been the ambassador of the elves, and he does not know how to use magic and martial arts.

She is suppressing her coercion all the time, not letting anyone notice it, giving people the illusion that she is powerless...

This made it easier for Samuel to hide himself and do some things secretly, such as arranging a large magic circle where the elves wailed.

Two subordinates came forward and asked what they had communicated with the Dark Elf King

Shaprun couldn't wait to ask, "Lord Samuel, what did His Majesty Ashdoll say?"

Sharon couldn't help echoing, "Has the time for us to revive His Majesty Ashdoll come?"

"Don't worry, we still lack the conditions now, and we need to be patient for a while." Samuel shook his head and changed the topic, "But the day of resurrecting His Majesty Ashdoll is getting closer, and by then, we The dark elves must stand up."

Shaplun and Shalan showed joy on their faces. Obviously, there is no more exciting news than the resurrection of the Dark Elf King.

"Lord Samuel, what is the missing condition?" Sharan asked humbly.

"Now the great elf lamenting magic that revives His Majesty Ashdoll lacks an introduction. It needs to sacrifice the soul of the royal family to activate it normally." Samuel said lightly, speechless about the harsh conditions of the three major forbidden spells of the elves.

"Then what does Lord Samuel need now? Please tell us to do it!" Xia Pulun said impassionedly.

"Immediately send your subordinates to search every corner of Great Britain, and find and bring back Princess Shirley who disappeared half a year ago." Samuel clearly issued the order.

"Isn't Princess Shirley dead?" Shalan asked in surprise.

"No, she must still be living somewhere..."

Samuel walked to the front and stopped, the holy aura on his body retreated, and slowly revealed his true face.

The black skin covered the whole body, the scarlet eyes looked very evil, and the pointed black ears moved slightly from time to time.

Samuel seemed to have collapsed, grinning, showing jagged teeth, and his style of painting changed suddenly.

"As long as Princess Shirley is brought back, our era will come!"

"Follow the footsteps of His Majesty Ashdore, step by step towards the top of the world..."

"Slaughtering and trampling on the dignity of aliens, isn't this a wonderful thing!?"

"Huh~?, it's so exciting, it makes me wet..."

Following Samuel's line of sight, there is actually a deep pit in the ground, and there are bursts of howling ghosts and wolves from below.

"Oh woo woo woo..."

In addition to the horrifying ghost cries, there is also the sound of creaking and scratching the wall, which makes one's scalp tingle.

Under the deep pit, there are countless hungry ghouls raised! ?

Their nails were like knives, their teeth were like beasts, and their blue skin was devoid of a single hair.

Countless red eyes in the dark constitute a very creepy picture!

The ghouls are either cannibalizing their own kind, or they want to go out to hunt fresh flesh and blood.

It's not an exaggeration to call this scene a war...