Abyss Lord's HP Daily

Hello everyone, below is Meskiles, the evil-eyed tyrant of the devil abyss who lives behind the time-space barrier of the bone-buried ice field in the continent of God, and is the lord of the ninth floor of the great devil abyss, Elendil Tichdios II His Majesty's chief guard is also a poor devil who is often slandered and bullied by his annoying colleagues.

This is the first paragraph of the personal autobiography that the evil-eyed tyrant Meskiles wrote with tears in his colleagues' office.

"Hey, Mace, please figure it out. I just said, 'Your Majesty actually prefers Azrael to Mace'. Does this count as slandering or bullying you?" The internal affairs officer, the succubus queen Beria who is also the lord's right-hand man pouted impatiently, "What exactly do you want?"

The tall, lean, handsome man with short silver hair shed lasagna tears in an unrecognizable way: "Your Majesty has not let me follow you for more than three hours..."

"So?" Succubus Queen's subordinates quickly instructed the documents without raising their heads.

"So it must be Azrael's fault!" Meskils slapped the table angrily, "Stop helping him hide it! Your Majesty only took the girl back to see the strange human woman that Azrael brought back. I kicked it out! Azrael must have some conspiracy!"

The Succubus Queen, who had nothing to say to this loyal dog, picked up a thick "Abyss Code" on the table and threw it at him, shouting angrily: "Get out of my office! Otherwise, I will tell Your Majesty you Dissatisfied with him valuing Azrael!"

Meskiles ran out of the interior officer's office with his head in his arms, leaving behind a string of mourning: "Don't ruin my image in front of Your Majesty!"

At this time, the object of his allegiance, the great Lord of the ninth floor of the demon abyss, His Majesty Elandil Tichondrius II, was sitting on the sofa in his bedroom, playing with a soul boredly.

Yes, you read that right, it is a soul. This soul has already been kneaded into a ball by the bored lord at this time, and is being kneaded and kneaded by him to knead into another shape.

The black-haired, red-eyed and handsome His Majesty was pinching the dumpling in his hand, and asked his capable man sitting opposite him with his back straight and ready to stand up at any time——Azrael, the undead monarch in charge of military affairs, "Little Lal, do you want to see this woman's soul? There are many interesting things in her memory. For example, traveling through time and space, oops, I really want to go to her original world... The abyss is too boring Well, the stories sung by the bards on the mainland are all about the brave defeating the great devil, and the stories sung by the bards in the abyss are all about the devil defeating the brave, which is meaningless at all. It is far from the novels of this woman's original world. ..."

The green eyes of the undead monarch are full of seriousness: "Your Majesty, what we need to pay attention to right now is not whether we can go to this woman's world, but why she suddenly appeared in the abyss. If we are sent by that god called Goddess Marysu, we have to be careful about this god.”

"No, no, little Lal, don't be so serious, this Marysu goddess is not worthy of our worries, she is not our local god, she is just a speculator who is good at using space magic to take advantage of loopholes, ah, actually I really want to catch her and let her send me to another world to have a look..." Elendil looked yearning, "Hey, the computers and mobile phones in that world are amazing, right, right, Little Lal, quickly send someone to check the place where this woman appeared, and see if they can find any clues."

The corner of Azrael's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I have been investigating there for a long time before, and I found nothing. Besides, although our place is a place where the strong are respected and force is paramount, unlike the human world. It's so troublesome, you don't have to take care of everything like a human king, but there are always some affairs that you need to deal with yourself, if you go to another world, who can make up your mind when encountering major events?"

"What can be a big deal?" Elendil blinked, "Unless humans, elves, and orcs form a coalition to attack the abyss, how can it be called a big deal? Now humans and orcs are still fighting hard, elves I only know that I am huddled in the elven sanctuary, playing the piano, singing and eating fruits. Who has the ability to cross the bone-burying ice field and come to the abyss? Wait a few hundred years! And even if someone really calls, I am not the only lord in the abyss, One more of me is not much, one less of me is not much, it doesn’t matter.”

Azrael had a terrible headache, "Even if the abyss is fine, but can you travel through time and space? If not, don't daydream."

"Oh, little Lal, it's too much for you to be so venomous to your Majesty and me..." His Majesty Elendil, who has always been used by humans to stop children crying at night on the Continent of God's Grace, completely disregarded his image. The Minister of Military Affairs pretended to be pitiful, "Little Lal is so uncute, it's in vain that I treat you so well..."

Azrael was used to his Majesty's appearance, "Your Majesty, if you use the same trick too much, it won't work."

"Hey...Little Lal is too much..." Elendil propped his chin in memory, "Speaking of which, the way Mace was crying just now was so funny hahahaha!"

Azrael has a black line on his forehead, Your Majesty, you know that big dog will burst into tears if you chase it away, so you always bully him... What a joke.

Elendil is still playing with the poor dumpling in his hand, sighing while playing, "Ah... I really want to go through time...Little Lal, let me tell you, this woman's original world is super fun , there is actually something called the Internet, there are a lot of novels you can read! By the way, people like us are usually super villains in novels! Ahh, besides those fantasy novels, there are also martial arts novels It’s also very good-looking! Those martial arts are very handsome, such as Dugu Nine Swords, Nine Yin Scriptures, etc. It’s a pity that this woman doesn’t read many martial arts novels and fantasy novels, most of them are about how to be a girl The kind of handsome man... the beauty of a woman is really strange..."

Azrael was not interested in those terms that he didn't understand at all, "If you can't travel through time, don't daydream, Your Majesty! Shouldn't you go get Mace back and heal him now! He's about to cry Let's do it!"

Elendil waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, Mace can't stop crying."

"But since you have said so, I'd better go and have a look." His Majesty Elendil threw the soul ball into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and then looked surprised, "Hey? This woman's The soul is so sweet!"

His Majesty Elendil, who loves sweets, can praise sweet things... the sweetness must be against the sky. For normal people, that kind of sweetness can definitely kill people. Usually, people with too sweet souls... He is someone who is extremely obsessed with certain things. Judging from Azrael's experience so far, he is either an idiot or a brain-dead.

Elendil stood up and walked outside the dormitory, commenting on the food she just had just now, "I know what makes her so sweet because of her obsession with her soul!"

A face of "you ask me!" expression.

Azrael asked dutifully, "Excuse me, Your Majesty, what is it?"

"It's a beautiful man!" Elendil nodded affirmatively, "This woman's lifelong wish is to prostitute all the beautiful men in the world!"

Azrael silently twitched the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the dormitory, they saw Meskiles galloping towards them.

"Your Majesty! Azrael didn't do anything wrong to you, did he?" The loyal dog with short silver hair looked nervous, "Azrael dared to stay in His Majesty's bedroom for such a long time, he must have something wrong with you If you think about it, please allow me to duel with him!"

Elendil showed a smile with the holy flowers of the goddess Elune in the background, "Mace, I'm fine, Your Majesty, don't worry, as for the duel, it will be hard for you, little Lal's strength has improved recently Oh, you have to be careful."

Meskiles was moved to tears, "With His Majesty's blessing, I will definitely defeat him!"

"Hey, Azrael, come and have a duel with me! I will punish you, a bastard who plotted against His Majesty!" The loyal dog quickly turned into a wolf dog and bared its teeth at Azrael.

Azrael didn't even look at him, and saluted Elendil, "Your Majesty, since I have nothing to do, I will go to the military headquarters." Then he immediately showed his white bone wings from behind and flew up skyrim.

It's just that before he could fly away, he saw a strange magic circle suddenly appearing under the feet of their majesty. Before he could react, Elendil had disappeared into the white light of the magic circle.

"Your Majesty!" Meskiles turned pale with shock, a red light flashed in his hand, and a giant dark red epee appeared, "Azrael! What did you do to Your Majesty again!"

Azrael descended with a solemn expression, looked at the place where the magic circle had appeared just now—the magic circle had disappeared again—stretched out a hand wrapped in black death energy and stood there for a while, directly a bone prisoner The cage trapped Meskils who was rushing over, and ordered to the guards around the dormitory: "Go and call Beria over immediately!"

The Succubus Queen rushed over after hearing the news, "So... is it because His Majesty ate that woman's soul and was taken to another place by the power of space magic in her soul?"

Azrael blamed himself, "Yes, I felt that kind of power fluctuation, if only I could stop His Majesty at that time."

Beria patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, you also know that His Majesty likes to eat snacks, I can't blame you for this, and His Majesty should contact us soon, no matter where he goes, can't he use his soul to Does the contract call us?"

"That's right, but..." Azrael smiled wryly, "You know His Majesty's character, can you expect him to think of us when he's having a good time?"

The Succubus Queen covered her face feebly.

Meskiles finally smashed the pile of bones that Azrael had summoned with his epee, and rushed over with the sword raised, "Azrael, you bastard! You lost His Majesty! Alright! I'm going to kill you ahhhhhhh!"

Azrael threw another bone cage to trap him, spread his bone wings and flew into the sky, leaving only one sentence, "Beria, I'll go to the military headquarters and tell you, remember to stabilize Mace's mood."

A red light flashed in the eyes of the Succubus Queen, and she threw a charm spell at Mesquiles, "Little Mesquils, listen to my sister, calm down, calm down, what you have to do now is to send your majesty's guards calm down, and then wait for His Majesty to call you."

Meskiles took a few deep breaths, turned around and yelled at a small guard beside him: "Soldier! Immediately issue an order, and all the guards are on combat readiness, waiting for His Majesty's call at any time!"

The little guard immediately ran away.

At this time, His Majesty Elendil, who seemed to have crossed over, was standing in a place that was obviously not the devil's abyss, staring at a little Douding with black hair and green eyes who looked only four or five years old.