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The moment he realized that it was a hallucination, Elliott wanted to evacuate immediately, but Damon moved faster than him.

The magic power of Damon's fingertips swayed, and the high-level imprisonment magic pattern instantly wrapped around Elliott's body, making him unable to escape.

Elliott was trapped, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "Despicable devil..."

"Also, look—"

The smile on Damon's face grew stronger, and he stretched out his hand towards the dome. In a rage, Elion attacked the hallucinated Ice Sword, which just penetrated the weakest part of the dome that was affected by the battle between the two.

Now, it has collapsed, revealing a dark passage on the solid rock, which is the passage to land that the demons have been looking forward to for thousands of years.

Elliott's eyes widened: "This is your purpose from the beginning?!"

"Yes." Daemon nodded slowly.

Not long ago, Damon sent a demon advance team to explore the way first, the purpose was to test whether the elf Elliott's holy pattern magic was as powerful as the holy pattern magic circle on the dome.

The holy pattern magic array on the dome is something left over from thousands of years ago. It is full of magic power. Now even if the devil tries its best, it can't shake it at all. Not to mention that there is a corrosion effect on it, and the devil can't even touch it. Holy pattern magic circle.

The reason for being imprisoned in the abyss hell is ultimately because of the magic circle of the dome. Although they can now freely come and go in the human continent by sending runes, if the magic circle of the magic circle hangs on the dome for a day, it means that the demons are still imprisoned in the dome. A day in this abyss of hell.

Therefore, after Achilles tested out that Elion's holy pattern could attack the dome, Daemon intentionally or unintentionally dodged Elion's attack again and again during the battle, allowing him to hit the magic circle of the holy pattern on the dome. .

It was also within his plan to anger Elliott until the end, and use hallucinations to lure him to smash the weakest part of the holy pattern magic circle.

"The demon clan is about to usher in the freedom they have been looking forward to for thousands of years."

Under the baptism of the demon army and the magic cannon, the Paladins gradually showed their defeat.

Damon looked at Elliott in front of him with a condescending attitude.

"Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Elliott lowered his head unwillingly.

"Quick fight."

Damon waved his hand to order, and the demon army who was fighting fiercely with the Paladins no longer held back, and immediately launched a fierce attack on the Paladins. The magic cannons that had been buried in the ground bombed repeatedly. The Paladins saw that the Paladins had been subdued, and their morale was greatly defeated , was beaten helplessly by the demon army.

In less than half an hour, the battlefield subsided.

"I lost."

Elliott looked desperate, looking at Damon's eyes almost piercing him: "But don't think that your plan will succeed."

Damon squinted his eyes and flew up to the dome. The piece of magic circle pierced by the Holy Sword of Ice had already shown the stones that had been broken into slag with the withdrawal of Elion's magic power, but those stones were As if suspended above a layer of diaphragm, it did not fall down.

Damon reached out, his fingernails extended, to touch the membrane.

"Zi La~"

The corrosive power of the holy pattern smoothed his pitch-black fingertips, and Daemon quickly retracted his fingers, white smoke rising from the corroded strangely shaped nails.

Damon sighed: "The magic power handed down from ancient times is indeed powerful."

Elliot looked up at Damon in the sky, even looking up at Damon, his eyes were still full of arrogance.

"Cunning devil, don't even think about escaping from your prison!"

"You don't seem to be surprised that there is another layer on the magic circle of the holy pattern?" Damon pursed his lips and thought for a moment: "Since you know that there is another layer hidden in the magic circle of the holy pattern, then I guess, you must know the solution. How to open it?"

Elliot chuckled: "So what if you know? Do you think I will help you demons untie the magic circle of holy patterns? Daydreaming!"

Damon flew in front of Elliott, hanging one meter above Elliott. After closing the distance, the disparity between the two became more obvious. Damon's pair of pitch-black wings gave Elliott a great deterrent He couldn't help but want to retreat, but was trapped in place by the binding magic pattern.

"What? Are you going to kill me?" Eleon asked as calmly as possible to hide his panic.

"Kill you? No, I want you to live."

"Let you live well in the abyss hell that you hate and trample on at will, let you elf become the slave of the devil, watching the formerly high beings being trampled into the mud, and the luxuriously dressed saints become the most humble slaves , tell me, how interesting would such a scene be?"

At this time, Damon is like a demon king, releasing the magic power on his body, and pouring it all on Elliott.

Elliott listened to Damon's words, as if he had become what he said, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Daemon continued: "Seal all the magic power of you and the Holy Knights, and let the entire Holy Knights live like the most despicable ants in the abyss hell. It is possible that you will be dismembered by the lava lizards that can be seen everywhere. Nibbling, it is possible to fall into the magma lake and burn no bones left. Or when we are bored, hold a demon experience, treat you as prey, kill at will, and use your heads as military medals for rewards, Tell me, how is it?"

What Damon said seemed cruel, but in fact, this is what the Paladins have always done to them, but it just changed the dominant party from the Paladins to demons.

Elliott opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, because he knew that the demon in front of him could really do that kind of thing!

Seeing that the pressure he put on Elliott was almost over, Damon put away his momentum: "I'll give you a few days, and you can think about which way to choose."

Afterwards, let the demon army detain all the guys from the Paladins and lock them up.

Daemon spread his wings and headed towards Urga and Morn.

That guy Urga didn't attack lightly or seriously, and he has great malice towards Moen, who knows if he will break Moen, Damon has to go and watch.

The battle has come to an end, Moen still has too little experience, Urga has the upper hand, relying on years of combat experience, Urga suppressed Moen for half the fight.

Sensing Damon's magic power, both Urga and Morn paused for a moment, and Urga immediately stopped, grabbed Morn's shoulder blades and flew directly towards the direction Damon came from.

"boom!"

Moen, who was covered in bruises, was thrown in front of Damon by Urga.

Although Urga was the victor, his condition was not very good. He looked like he had crawled out of a pile of blood, and he was also very embarrassed by Moen's beating.

On Urga's face, he was satisfied: "I have taught my younger generation a lesson for you, and it's time for you to teach this ungrateful brat well."

"demon!"

Moen struggled to get up and attacked Damon, but Urga on his back could not make him move, locked his shoulder blades, and pressed his fingertips down.

Morn spat out a mouthful of blood: "Poof——"

"Moen!" Damon glared at Urga displeasedly: "Urga, don't hurt him!"

Urga was yelled at by Damon, and his face suddenly became unhappy.

"Our dragons are all thick-skinned and thick-skinned, and he won't die."

Although he said so, Urga let go of Moen. He didn't want Damon to fight himself because of this kid. Let's not talk about whether the fight is too good or not. If he doesn't have this long-term meal ticket, he will be at a loss. very.

"Anyway, I brought this kid to you, and you can dispose of it as you like," Urga pouted, "You remember what you said before, I will help you entangle this kid, and you will cook me delicious food for a month when the time comes. Wait ha."

After finishing speaking, Urga glared at Morn and flew away.

Damon squatted down, looked at Moen with blood on the corner of his mouth, and reached out to wipe the blood off his face, but Moen dodged it.

"Moen, long time no see."

Damon sighed, and said the first words to Moen after a long time.

"Let me re-introduce, I am the Demon Lord of Abyss Hell, Damon." With an apologetic tone, Damon looked down at Moen who had been staring at him silently, "I'm sorry."

"You lied to me." Moen's shoulder blades were broken, and he couldn't stand up straight. He could only lie on the ground halfway, looking at Damon expressionlessly.

Damon bowed his head: "Yes. I once lied to you that I was an elf. I apologize to you."

"demon!"

Moen called Damon by this name, it was just a pure identity, not his name anymore.

"You ruined everything about me. Without you, I would still be that orphan, and I would still be living in the bullying of those humans, but you gave me everything, and told me that I am a child who can have a family, and then , you abandoned me without hesitation. I have nothing..."

"Demon, you lied to me!"

Morn grabbed the ashes on the ground with his fingers, blood dripped into it, and disappeared.

It's like Mo En's helplessness and sadness for a long time can only be buried in his heart, and no one can touch it.

"I'm sorry," Dimon continued to apologize, "but, I want to say that, apart from the fact that I can't tell you my real identity because of my race, what I said before, that I want to take good care of you, is not a lie. you."

Mo En roared: "You lied to me! You threw me down! You threw me in the cave! You don't want me anymore!"

"No!" Damon explained eagerly, he finally found out where the memory of the child and himself had gone wrong: "A change has taken place in the abyss hell, I left a message on the wall of the cave that I am leaving, let you Wait for me there..."

Moen froze for a moment, remembering what happened when he woke up from the icy rain.

"It's raining..." Moen clenched his palms tightly, "There's nothing left..."

Because of everything that was submerged in the cave, and knowing that Damon had been deceiving himself after seeing the real elf, Morn subconsciously believed that Damon had deliberately abandoned him.

And he has always regarded this matter as the motivation to live in the thorny mountains that are rejected by all dragons, to make himself stronger, to become a veritable dragon king, and to become an existence that Daemon can regret.

"I'm in the letter—" Damon wanted to say that he wrote this in the letter, but then he thought about the content of Moen's reply to himself, and he sighed: "You didn't read my letter."

Dimon stretched out his hand cautiously, wanting to touch the bruised child: "No matter what happened in the past, now, I ask again, I want to take care of you and protect you like a family member, Moen, are you willing?"

Morn lowered his head in embarrassment, as if his hatred and loathing for so long were all a joke.

However, for some reason, Moen suddenly relaxed after knowing that all of this was a misunderstanding.

Dimon didn't want him.

Dimon has been waiting for him.

Moen grabbed Damon's sleeve carefully: "Don't leave me alone in the future."

"Well. I promise you."

Damon reached out and stroked Mo En's head gently, comforting the child who had been home for a long time.

Morn finally fell asleep in Daemon's arms. This was the most satisfying sleep since he lost his home.

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