The Unemployed Demon Lord

The huge roar brought up a sound wave, and a powerful shock wave radiated from Bie Xixia as the center, and it was difficult for this group of humans to resist for a while.

Joan of Arc and the four interrogators were hit one after another, their bodies flew upside down, and fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Just because you want to fight with me? Daydreaming, even if the paladin commander of your Holy See is here, I won't take a look at him. Of course, if I take the initiative to send it to my door, I will be very happy~" Beelzebub licked his lips with his tongue deep inside, pretending to look forward to it.

Joan of Arc and the four interrogators stood up slowly, and all suffered minor injuries of varying degrees in the shock wave. There is no doubt that the sneak attack plan failed, and they underestimated the strength of this demon.

"Lord Jeanne, what should I do? The opponent's strength seems to be a bit difficult to deal with, do you want to ask for support?" A subordinate asked tentatively.

"We are the strongest heresy interrogator stationed in France, who are we going to ask for support?" Joan of Arc asked back, then looked at Beelzebub, and whispered: "Don't panic, I feel that the opponent is not difficult to defeat, We still have a chance.

"This kind of strength should not be at the level of the demon king, but the cadres in the demon clan.

"As long as the other party is not a devil-like existence (we rely on cooperation to strangle this big devil, there is no problem."

"Don't forget, we are the warriors of the Goddess of Light, born to eradicate evil heresies!"

Chapter 27: The Holy Maiden

Joan of Arc generously encouraged others. Her mood as a devout believer instantly infected her subordinates.

"My lord is right.

"Well, for the sake of the goddess, we shouldn't have doubts.

"Let's try again.

Several heretic interrogators encouraged each other. With the addition of this power of faith, they might all put aside life and death and go all out.

In the Holy See, heresy inquisitors are generally fanatics, and they don't hesitate to commit suicide for the goddess of light.

This greatly enhanced the execution power of the heretic interrogators, and they were merciless in the face of heretics. On the surface, they were the guards of the Holy See, but in fact they were the butchers of the Holy See.

"What are you whispering about? Are you planning some kind of plan?" Beelzebub's smile gradually became ferocious, and he opened his mouth wide. Do you think I will give you any chance? ! ! "

As soon as the words fell, Beelzebub lifted his foot, then stomped it down heavily, smashing the ground immediately!

With the crackling sound of crackling, the entire ground of Avignon trembled, and the shock continued to spread to the surroundings.

The cracks were like spider webs, causing the ground under the Inquisitor's feet to collapse and fall down.

"What!?" Joan of Arc's body fell, I didn't expect Beelzebub to be so reckless, and he didn't play cards according to common sense at all!

"Hey hey hey! You idiots, do you think I will stand up and let you beat me?!" Beelzebub bared his teeth and sneered, his figure gradually blurred and disappeared.

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In the next second, Beelzebub's figure suddenly appeared among the falling interrogators.

Beelzebub's fist looks weak, like a chicken's paw, but the power it contains is extraordinary!

After all, as the demon king, Beelzebub was also a type good at close combat among the seven monarchs.

This group of heretic interrogators were bullied by Beelzebub, and it was obvious that they were doomed!

I saw Beelzebub grinning and punching at the speed of sound, bringing up gusts of pitch-black gusts, and the four heretic interrogators were all maimed, and their bodies crashed into the deep pit below like cannonballs!

"Uh!" Joan's eyes widened in shock, because she didn't see Beelzebub's punch at all. This seemingly playful attack made people feel a huge sense of crisis in their hearts!

However, Joan's strength is not bad, especially the leader of these people, immediately reacted to the crisis situation at this time, and put the spear in his hand across his chest to defend.

Just listening to the "mouth" collide, Bie Xi's fist with raised sword collided with Joan's spear, sparks scattered in all directions!

"Call!" Joan flew upside down, barely able to stabilize her figure, and all her subordinates had lost their fighting ability.

"Oh? The reflexes are not bad..." Beelzebub stopped chasing and rubbed his wrist.

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Joan of Arc clenched her spear tightly and began to chant silently. The golden battle energy on her body surged, exuding a sacred aura.

The spear technique she learned came from the Holy See, and it was specially used to deal with all kinds of evil creatures. She burned her fighting spirit and transformed it into divine power to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

However, this step needs to be chanted slowly, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve the desired effect, which is very bad for Joan of Arc.

Fights often happen between lightning and flint, and the enemy will catch the weak point when chanting. This is also the reason why mages have a headache when they are close to warriors.

Joan of Arc's spear gathered more and more holy power, and it was about to be completed, but Beelzebub seized the opportunity.

Beelzebub instantly stood in front of Joan of Arc with a single breath, with a mocking smile on his face.

"What's brewing? Do I think I'll give you a chance? Stupid wild dog!"

"Uh!" Jeanne's eyes widened, a drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead, she thought she was far enough away from the enemy, enough to complete her eternal prosperity, but in the end she underestimated Beelzebub's explosive speed!

Beelzebub grinned mercilessly, and punched Joan of Arc's lower abdomen with a fist, defeating the French saint on the spot!

"Cough!" Jeanne's face turned pale, her throat was sweet, and she spit out blood. Her body was blasted and hit the city wall heavily, and was buried by rubble. I advise you not to seek your own death." Beelzebub snorted coldly, feeling that it would be a waste of time to be distracted from dealing with this kind of enemy.Worker "Suddenly, there was a group of footsteps behind Beelzebub, and they were wearing simple plate armor, running here in unison.

They are the private army of the lord Countess Camilla, and they rushed here immediately after learning that the city was thrown into chaos due to the attack!

The equipment of the Countess's private army was not bad, and it looked menacing, and the goal was directed at Beelzebub in the center of the chaos.

The current Beelzebub didn't want to waste time in front of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, so he turned around with a smile and disappeared in place.

Auvignon has become a mess, especially near the city gate, the deep pit trampled by Beelzebub is eye-catching...

A week later, Merlin→Pedestrians also came to the Ovignon area in a bullock cart.

"Your Excellencies, we should go to the main city of Ovignon tonight, let's cheer up." Old Acaron said happily. He has now accepted that he is the logistics of the team, but there are two people around him. He is still very happy to be protected by the strong, after all, the adventure has safety guarantees.

Alice woke up like a dream when she heard it. She took a nap just now, and when she learned that it was coming, she said happily, "Is it finally coming? Great, this bullock cart is too tortured.

"Is there? I think it's okay?" Merlin responded abruptly from the side.

"Tsk! Why don't you complain about the speed of the turtle now? You obviously complained the most fiercely before." Alice frowned, not liking that Merlin was contradicting herself.

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"...Merlin hesitated. Now I don't worry about wasting time. After all, the threat of the curse has been lifted, and I have returned to the late stage of lazy cancer." Just like old Mr. Acaron said, building a bullock cart is actually tempering one's character. You can see that you are very impatient, which is not a good thing. "

"Your Excellency Merlin is the one who understands me the most. If we knew each other earlier, we would definitely be friends." Old Acaron was in a good mood when Merlin admitted, "You're right, people who are too impatient can't do anything. , Your Excellency Alice should change her temper."

Alice rolled her eyes, and couldn't listen to the conversation between the two of them singing and singing. Before, Akalon clearly surrounded himself to make money, but now he is doing well, interacting happily with Merlin every day.

"Well, I don't want to talk about this issue, first think about where Avignon is investigating, okay?

"Of course, ask someone who is familiar with the local conditions." Merlin said as it should.

"I don't know if I can find any clues... Alice said slightly sadly.

At this time, two refugees with luggage came slowly, and the voice of the conversation was heard by Alice: "Have you heard? Joan of Arc, known as the saint of France, was severely injured by the devil."

"I heard that the injuries are not serious. The saintesses were defeated by the demons. The current world is really unsafe."

Alice straightened her delicate eyebrows, with strong doubts in her heart, "Joan of Arc? Which Joan of Arc?

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Chapter 28: Encounter (Monthly Pass Plus Changes)

When the sun in the west gradually sinks, it finally ushers in the night.

Merlin and his party finally arrived in Avignon, ready to start a new investigation.

Under the fiery red light, the entire main city looked a little depressed.

"We've arrived." Old Akaron jumped off the bullock cart, intending to go straight into the city.

"This is Avignon? I finally saw a decent city." Merlin jumped out of the bullock cart and sighed, "What are you thinking? If it weren't for the flood in the whole of southern France, we have actually been to it. The places are good." Alice also got off the bullock cart.

"Although Her Excellency Alice is right, it has something to do with the flood, but the main reason why this place can maintain prosperity after the disaster is the relationship with the lord here." Old Akaron led the old cow and came to Merlin.

"Oh? The lord here is very powerful?" Merlin asked curiously. Hearing the tone of old Akalon, he seemed to appreciate the lord very much.

"The lord of Avignon is called Camilla, a very rare female nobleman in the French Empire." Old Acaron paused, and continued to add, "Camilla is very good at management. Avignon used to be a chaotic city. , there are no rules at all. After Camilla took over, it took three years to revitalize it and become a relatively prosperous city in the empire. After the flood, Avignon was also one of the few main cities willing to accept the influx of refugees. This countess is a representative of shrewd mind and kindness."

"Really? If these are true, then this lord named Camilla is indeed very good." Merlin nodded beside him and said.

"Your Excellency Merlin, don't be stingy with praise at this time. Camilla is a great woman in the new era! A role model for all women!" Old Acaron praised loudly, seeming to respect the countess very much.

"This..." Merlin showed a hesitant look, thinking that although the behavior of this female lord is remarkable, but a role model for women in the new era is a bit of a flattery.

Alice next to her has been silently listening for a long time, seeing these two stinky men praising other women, she suddenly felt a little sour in her heart?What role model for all women?Can you blow it lightly?

Being good at management can only prove that this female lord has a deep mind!

Accepting refugees may be just a show for others to see!

Alice was very unbalanced in her heart, thinking maliciously in her heart, and somehow demonized the countess.

In fact, Alice is sour, but Merlin praised other girls as if she couldn't compare to her at all.

It would be fine if the old Acaron said it himself, but to praise other women in front of Merlin, this would be a bit unbearable for Alice.

"What's the mess? Isn't it just a female lord with a little tricks? As for bragging like that?"

"Yo, are you angry?" Merlin looked at Alice meaningfully, thinking that he could smell vinegar, so strong~

"I don't have one." Alice emphasized angrily, and changed the subject, "Go in quickly and find a place to live. If it's too late, they'll all be closed."

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When Merlin and his party entered Avignon, they saw a scene completely different from the prosperity that old Acaron said. There were a large number of destroyed houses to be rebuilt, and there was a big hole in the city wall in the shape of a human.

There is a shocking deep pit on the ground, which is now surrounded by railings to prevent anyone from accidentally falling into it.

The scene in front of me doesn't seem to match the so-called prosperity, but more like a dilapidated town after the baptism of war.

"...is it really a bustling town?" Merlin's tone was full of suspicion, and he looked at the old Akaron beside him.

"...It's so strange! Why did it become like this? It was pretty good before, but now it looks like it has suffered a terrorist attack... Old Akaron was leading the bullock cart, and he was very puzzled, especially the deep pit on the ground. Can not help but feel very scary.

Alice frowned, looking at the surrounding scene, she could find traces of fighting everywhere, and felt that it was not a natural disaster, "It seems that someone has fought here.

"It seems that there is a guy in Chengzhen... who is very strong... Merlin looked down at the deep pit, and felt that the damage effect of this possible blow, the opponent's strength is not bad.

"It seems that there is no fuss. Maybe it's just that there was a conflict here before we came?" Alice thought it was nothing, and there was no need to be surprised.

It would be much better for a few people to leave the messy area at the gate of the city and enter the center of Avignon town. It is indeed very good to finally appreciate the prosperity that old Akron said.