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Before the war started, human beings thought that the one hundred strange aliens were the saviors invited by the earl to save them. Pulled out of the quagmire of war.

All of a sudden, they were told that those foreigners were demons with whom they had an unstoppable hatred.

Every human being has been taught that demons are evil races since childhood, for example: "Children who don't listen to their parents will be captured by demons!" or "If you don't go home at night, demons will take you to hell!"

Under this kind of education, human beings fear and loathe demons. Therefore, when they saw the demon horns and demon wings under the veiled robes of the foreigners who helped them, the feeling of being deceived suddenly rose.

"I just said why are they dressed so strangely!"

"It turned out that I didn't want to reveal the identity of the devil!"

"What a great magician! He is not! They are all evil demons!"

"My lord Earl looks very familiar with that demon king...and they...will my lord count..."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense!"

The humans whispered, all showing expressions of fear and disgust towards the devil.

Because of the previous attack, a few brave humans hid in the fortress with their companions and wounded soldiers, away from those demons.

Now, the only human standing on the battlefield is Garris.

Gareth felt that his people were looking at him with condemnation and incomprehension.But he didn't know how to explain it to them either.

Is he wrong?He is not wrong, he is for his people.

Was Dimon wrong?No, Dimon just wanted to tide him over.

Gareth has no shame for his people.

Damon put the deterrent black wings behind his back and landed on the ground. He saw that the human beings he once regarded as friends dared not look at him at all, as if his devil horns were in contact with the wings on his back. Their eyes looked like some deadly poison, and they would die with just one look.

"Heh..." Daemon smiled wryly.

He knew that these humans couldn't accept their identities as well as Percy.

That's why, he chose to hide his identity and the demon army's identity, and came to Fengyan Fortress to help them.

However, although human beings' attitudes towards demons have changed from friends to enemies, Damon has no time to explain for the time being, and there is still a very difficult matter in front of him.The demon army was seriously injured in the war, and Achilles and Collier had already exhausted more air than breathed in, and he needed to treat them.

Achilles was the most injured. His abdomen was pierced by the running horn to make a huge gap, and even the heat was about to dissipate. On the head of Griffin, who was cut off by Garris, there was still With a lot of Achilles' flesh and blood.

Followed by Collier, before the arrival of reinforcements, Collier and the flying vultures' desperate resistance exhausted all his strength.But after he was rescued, Du Wen gave him a simple bandage, so he looked better than Achilles.

Because Du Wen helped Collier, those humans also kept a distance from Du Wen.

Someone also wanted to pull Du Wen over and let him leave the demon alone, but Du Wen did not show any move to leave Collier.

Apart from Achilles and Collier, many demons were seriously injured, but fortunately, the demons were very careful about their own safety during the war. The number of demons in Abyss Hell has not decreased, and Damon is still alive. The demon king who controls more than 600 demons.

The situation on the human side is not so good. No more than half of the more than 400 warriors in Fengyan Fortress can stand standing now, and there are many more who have already delivered their bodies and souls to the area of ​​Fengyan Fortress. land.

It takes a long time to treat such a large range of injuries one by one.

If the delay is too long and the minor injury becomes a serious injury, and the serious injury becomes a near-death, it will not be worth the loss, so Damon decided to use the advanced healing magic pattern-the holy spirit spell.

This is the most powerful healing magic pattern that has been passed down from thousands of years ago to the present. Although it is powerful, it has not been used more than a hundred times.

Because the mantra of the holy spirit consumes so much magic power, most people can't control it at all.And after using the Holy Spirit spell, the user will fall into a period of magic power depletion, no matter how much magic power is replenished, it will not recover at all, and the magic power will only be restored after the aftereffects of the Holy Spirit spell disappear.

If it was in the past, Damon would never have dared to use the Holy Spirit spell casually, but now all the enemies who invaded Windsmoke Fortress have been strangled by them, and he has also set up imprisonment magic lines around Windsmoke Fortress to block the outside invasion. Those who escaped could not enter the Wind and Smoke Fortress, so Daemon can now use the Holy Spirit spell with peace of mind.

Damon cut his wrist and let his blood flow out from his wrist. The bright red blood didn't drop to the ground, but fell into the air with Damon's magic power.

The blood beads flowed with the magic power between the fingers, and slowly engraved and drawn along the route of Damon's fingers, forming a magic pattern exuding powerful magic power.

The magic pattern exudes a holy light, and the blood is bright red. The combination of the light and red seems to surround Damon's body like a sacred halo.

Dimon is like a ray of light, shining in the eyes of everyone.

Percy looked at Damon and smiled happily. Fortunately, he had reached a cooperation with the devil, otherwise, he would have been unable to resist such a powerful magic power.

And Damon is willing to let him learn their magic pattern inheritance, which shows that he may draw such a powerful magic pattern in the future!

Urga, who was flying in mid-air, saw the radiant Damon on the ground, and let out a echoing roar in the sky: "Roar——"

There was no threat in this voice, it was just applauding the powerful magic power displayed by Damon.

Garris, who was the closest, had a complete view of Damon's wings.

Those wings were clearer and more... charming than what he saw when he was brought back to the human continent by Daemon.

Even those humans who kept secrets about demons couldn't help but be attracted by the halo-shrouded body at this moment, and fixed their eyes on Damon's body.

They saw the man with the black wings spread out and the scarlet devil's horns say, "Spell of the Holy Spirit, save all the living beings in Windsmoke Fortress."

Damon set such an order to the Holy Spirit spell.

Under the blessing of magic power, his voice echoed in everyone's ears like the most ethereal holy sigh.

The humans who heard Damon's words all showed surprised expressions.

Did they hear correctly, this demon actually wants to save them together?

The curse of the holy spirit floated into the sky, and the magic lines gradually expanded, covering the entire smoke-sealed fortress.

The light on the magic pattern spread out, and countless red rays of light entered everyone's body.

At the moment of contact with the Holy Spirit's incantation, everyone's wounds were healed.

Among the injured soldiers, those who recovered quickly had their wounds solidified and scarred instantly, and they were able to walk on the ground.

Not long after, except for Achilles, who was the most injured, who was still in a coma, everyone else was fine.

Damon felt that the magic power in his body was pulled away in an instant, and tried to mobilize some magic power, but his current situation was just like what the magic pattern book said, there was no magic power in his body.

However, Damon didn't show any dew on his face, just a face of indifference, without the slightest bit of consciousness that he is now a crispy devil.

Not far away, Collier, who was being taken care of by Du Wen, had slowly woken up: "The medicine..."

Du Wen was the closest to Collier. He didn't hear what Collier was saying, so he quickly lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"Medicine...heals...warrior..."

Du Wen instantly understood what Collier meant - Collier wanted to get medicine to heal the wounded soldiers.

Du Wen was stunned: Even Collier, who is now in a trance, still wants to use the medicine he made to treat the wounded...

"It's okay, they've all been healed by Daemon...the Demon King. Don't worry." Du Wen patted Collier's shoulder to comfort him.

Although he had been with Dimon for a while, but now that he knew Dimon's true identity, Du Wen didn't know what to call Dimon for a while.

Knowing that the strange guy Collier I get along with day and night is a demon is far less shocking than knowing that Damon, who seems to have no pretensions at all, is actually a demon king.

In the final analysis, it was because Daemon's attitude towards them was too casual on weekdays, not like the behavior of a demon king at all, which made Du Wen unacceptable.

After Daemon healed everyone, the battlefield fell into a strange silence.

The humans looked at Damon and dared not speak, and the demons felt uncomfortable.

The purpose of the demons coming here is to help humans. Achilles and Collier were even injured so badly in order to protect them. Now those humans are avoiding their eyes, and they dare not even look at them.

The demons were angry in their hearts: Could it be that the experience of living and dying with them and fighting bloody battles is not as different as the difference between races?

It was Mia who broke the silence.

"You let me go!"

"Mia, that's a demon!"

When she saw Achilles lying in the corner covered in blood, Mia's heart ached. She wanted to help the lifeless guy up, but was stopped by her compatriots.

"Let go of me! I want to go there!"

Mia broke away from the man who was holding her back to check on Achilles, and shouted to him: "Achilles saved my brother! Now he saved me! You can do it because he is a demon!" And alienate him, but I can't be so ungrateful!"

After Mia finished speaking, she stumbled and ran to Akris, trying to help the tall demon up.

Although the wound on Achilles' body was already healing, the wound caused by the running horn was still terrifying. Seeing the wound, Mia didn't dare to touch Achilles at all.

"Master Demon King, is Achilles alright?" Mia asked Daemon worriedly.

When Damon saw Mia's expression of no grudge towards him and her behavior towards Achilles, he finally smiled on the face that had been silent just now: "It's okay, he will be fine after a few more days of recuperation."

Seeing Mia's actions, the surrounding humans were also a little touched.

Yes, even though they were demons, they didn't do anything to harm them. On the contrary, they helped them guard the Windsmoke Fortress and resisted the invasion from the bull tribe and other races.

They didn't just save Mia alone, but the entire human beings in Fengyan Fortress.

Mia is right, they cannot be ungrateful.

The silent humans looked at each other, then walked up without saying a word, helped the wounded demon warriors back from the battlefield, and placed them in a clean place in the fortress for them to recuperate.

Garris breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Damon and smiled.

"Now I can feel at ease..."

Passy just didn't move because of the silent atmosphere on the battlefield, but now that humans accepted the existence of demons, he felt relieved, thinking that these humans are still loyal, and they didn't use up the demons like their ancestors did in the past Just throw it away.

Percy, who was no longer in danger, angrily ran to the Griffin's head that Garris had cut off, and kicked him hard twice.

"If you do many unrighteous actions, you will kill yourself. This is the fate of robbing my dwarves and destroying my dwarves' land!"

Cook ran out of the crowd and stumbled to his teacher.

Hugging Paxi's waist in a futile way, weeping loudly: "Teacher! You are finally back! You don't know how I've been living the past few days... woo woo woo..."