What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

The Demon Realm is so big that no one can be called a "Devil God" by more than a slap in the face.

The demons who have reached this realm always have a kind of mutual induction.If you focus on meditation, you can send some kind of simple message to a fixed one.

Lilith, the demon god, received Arsha's message in this way, and dedicated herself in Arsha's fortress.

"……Wow."

As soon as Lilith appeared in front of Arsha, she was taken aback by the sight in front of her: "There is someone else in your fortress! And what's in that flower basket...the dead body of a bird?"

Lilith realized that the basket full of flowers was the tomb of the little bird, and turned her head to look at the demon who summoned her in shock: "Are you really Arsha?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Arsha pointed to the blonde vampire lying in the middle of the bed, "Let's see what's going on."

"You actually called me here for this kind of thing..." Lilith looked at the person in the middle of the bed, and looked at Arsha with a playful look, "Who is this? Your little pet?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Arsha sat on the head of the bed and said coldly, "You just need to figure out why he can't sleep for a long time."

"Huh? It's hard to come to your fortress. Can't I take a stroll first?" Lilith raised her eyebrows and smiled, "You have occupied such a large deposit of ground materials, and you can gain energy by staying here all day long. Can't you just stay a few more minutes?"

"You'd better not do unnecessary things."

"I'm doing superfluous things?" Lilith swayed to the other side of the big bed, picked up the flower basket and shook it, "Aren't you superfluous? I know you, so I won't allow you to have one in your fortress." And where are the flowers in your bare place? You did this on purpose... just for this little thing on the bed?"

"Lilith."

Arsha glanced at her hand, and the basket containing the birds disappeared instantly from Lilith's hand and returned to Zhuo Lan's pillow.

"You are now in my territory." Arsha said coldly, "Perhaps you still remember a certain feature of this fortress."

"Remember, you are omnipotent here, dear Arsha." Lilith chuckled twice, but it was by no means a gentle and friendly kind, but with a slightly malicious interest.She leaned over the bed and looked at the person on the bed. She stretched out her hand, and her fingertips almost touched the face of the vampire.But the moment before touching, her hand stopped.

It wasn't that she wanted to stop, it was Arsha who stopped it.

The owner of the fortress didn't even need to speak, a single thought could make it difficult for Lilith's fingers to penetrate.Although Lilith seriously resisted and could still move, she didn't want to waste her energy on such a thing, so she withdrew her hand: "There's no need to do this, even if you touch it?"

Arsha said, "There's no need to touch it."

"Such a baby? Where did you pick up this little thing? You like it so much?" Lilith raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm so spoiled, even gave him a bird, why did you make it like this?"

Arsha didn't answer.

"If you don't tell me, then I can imagine freely. You can't control what I want to be." Lilith shrugged, "Since you won't let me touch it, then you can answer, how long has this little pet been like this?"

"……ten years."

"Ten years?!" Lilith didn't know which detail to be surprised by. "You just let him sleep like this for ten years? In your territory? This bird died, right? You gave him these ten years." Bird?! Wait, didn't you try to wake him up yourself?"

Arsha skipped all her questions and asked directly: "What do you think I asked you to do? Visit?"

"... That's true." Lilith sighed, "If you can't do anything, I suggest finding an expert instead of letting us forcefully break his dream."

"expert?"

"Dream Demon." Lilith said, "Do you want it? If you want it, I'll catch it for you."

Arsha said: "You decide."

Lilith finally stopped talking nonsense, stretched out her hand, and really picked up a succubus out of thin air.

The succubus is just a low-level monster, and the two demon gods were so trembling that they couldn't stand still.Lilith didn't want to comfort her either. In her eyes, a succubus of this level was nothing more than an ant. If it wasn't useful, she wouldn't take a look at it.

"Go and find out why he fell asleep." Lilith threw the succubus on the ground, pointed at the person on the bed, "Also, how did he wake up?"

The Dream Demon didn't dare to resist, so he got up tremblingly and threw himself on Zhuo Lan.But in the same way, before he touched it, he was strangled by the throat of fate by an invisible hand.

Well, it was actually Arsha's thoughts that caught him again.

"You are only allowed to touch hands, it is forbidden to swallow his dreams, and it is forbidden to affect his dreams—unless you can bring him out directly." Arsha said coldly, "If you can't bring him out, figure out the conditions for waking him up, Otherwise, I’ll try another succubus.”

The Dream Demon knew very well that the so-called "replacement" was not such kindness as letting himself go.

So he carefully knelt down beside the bed, holding the sleeping man's hand, and put his forehead on the back of his hand.

"hiss……!"

In just a second, the Dream Demon withdrew his hand as if he had been burned: "The repelling power on his body is very strong...!"

"Huh? This little thing still has some ability?" Lilith was quite interested, but Arsha didn't explain, and held Zhuo Lan's hand from the other side, "It's ready now."

The Dream Demon plucked up his courage and approached again, this time he was finally able to stick it firmly.

This post went from day to night.

Lilith waited impatiently, but left within ten minutes.Arsha sat on the bed and held Zhuo Lan's hand, motionless for several hours.He kept looking at Zhuo Lan's face, or at the hands they held, silently wondering what he was thinking.

In the middle of the night, when thunder rolled in the sky, the succubus finally pulled out from the dream.

He fell to the ground with a bang, panting desperately, as if it took him too much energy to interpret the dream.

But he didn't dare to delay, prostrated himself on the ground and reported to Arsha with a trembling voice: "I, I failed to bring him out... His power in the dream is too powerful!"

Arsha said coldly: "Have you found a way to wake him up?"

"I found it!" Panting, the succubus tried hard to recall everything he saw in his dream.

"What he wants is..."

***

In the Demon Realm...or in other words, in a world where monsters are rampant, a huge change of power has suddenly occurred.

If you want to say why, it is that Arsha, one of the demon gods who have never participated in armed separatism, has stepped down from the "altar".

He came to the largest and most prosperous kingdom in the world, full of hedonistic demons and other races, and the most prosperous city is even more prosperous through singing and dancing.The relatively fixed stratification of power, division of power, and division of management made this city the most "peaceful and stable" settlement of mixed races in the Demon Realm.

But now, this city, this kingdom, changed the manager at the top of the power almost instantly.

— Arsha came.

At the palace party where there was a lot of drinking and singing, the former "king" was crushed into dust by Arsha without even having time to react.

The coercion of the demon god swept across the entire palace in an instant, and everyone of all races knelt down tremblingly.

Arsha quickly took control of the palace and turned this place into his own domain.He glanced at the golden throne, and a snow-white animal skin appeared out of thin air, and then spread it on it.He sat on it, put the vampire he brought together on his lap, and leaned his head against his neck.

"Continue with your business." The voice of the demon god spread coldly throughout the palace, "Everything is as usual, as lively as it is. If someone makes me dissatisfied..."

He kicked the crown that fell at his feet - it was made by the last demon who ruled here - and said coldly: "This is the end."

Everyone kneeling below trembled, and none of them dared to move.

"Count to three, move for me." Arsha said lightly, "Three, two, one..."

Everyone got up in a hurry, the music played one after another, and the dancers moved again.The people sitting in the banquet below deliberately talked and laughed loudly, raising their glasses and drinking.At this moment, the palace seemed to be bustling again, even busier than before.

It's just that there are no dancers who dare to wink at the person on the throne, and no demons at the banquet dare to make fun of the person on the throne.The jubilation of the crowd seemed to have nothing to do with the people on the throne, and the upper and lower steps were divided into two worlds.But it is undeniable that this noise, which almost broke through the roof of the palace, actually surrounded the two people on the throne.

Arsha had not been in such a scene for thousands of years.

He actually didn't like this noisy environment, and he was too lazy to interact with them.He looked coldly at the laughter and laughter at the bottom of the steps, and his indifferent but displeased attitude made everyone who was "carrying on the show" flustered.But these people were more afraid of being directly killed by Arsha, so they persisted desperately.

This scene lasted for three days and three nights.

The demons who can persist are still trying to indulge in the carnival, and the musicians and dancers who cannot persist are changing batch by batch.Although this happened often before, but this time, everyone was so nervous that they wanted to pass out before going in, and all the people who could be replaced had an expression of survival after a catastrophe.

People began to say that the demon god came to the throne and brought a person who had been sleeping with him.The demon god wanted to indulge in singing and dancing, but he hardly paid attention to the situation under the steps. Most of the time he just closed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap.When he opened his eyes, he would look at the person in his arms without saying a word.

No one could figure out what was going on, and the only one who figured it out was Lilith, who laughed loudly in her castle.

If there is a chance, she must spread the scandal of Arsha to the whole devil world!To be fascinated by a little pet who doesn't know its origin, and to do so many unimaginable things, hahahaha!

In any case, the singing and dancing resounded throughout the palace. On the fourth day, Arsha suddenly felt the movement of the little thing in his arms.

Arsha opened his eyes and looked straight at him.I saw that golden head rubbing lightly, then Zhuo Lan frowned as if he was disturbed, and slowly opened his eyes.

Those blue pupils, after ten years, finally gradually showed the reflection of the great Demon God again.

Arsha said lightly: "Are you awake?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone below was startled and froze quietly.

"...Where is this?" Zhuo Lan moved his head, sat up in the arms of the Demon God, turned his head to look at the people under the steps, "What are you doing?"

When he moved, he felt something crooked on his head.When I grabbed it off, I found it was an extremely gorgeous crown.

——At that time, the blood race didn't know that it was molded by the demon god Arsha himself.

Holding the crown in his hands, Zhuo Lan blinked blankly: "What is this?"

Arsha squeezed his chin, forcing him to look at her.

"This is the kingdom I give you."

Saying so, the Demon God kissed her.

[The author has something to say]: The memories about Arsha are suspended here~