The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Ansair had dreamed of the silver bow and golden arrow countless times.

His six wings were burning fiercely, and the sound coming from all directions was like the tide of the sea—there were monsters, monsters writhing, running, and flying.

The companions around him began to fall down one by one, their wings scattered in all directions, like a mournful elegy.

【You are right, Ansair. 】Before he died, a young angel firmly grabbed his hand and shed tears of remorse, 【You are right, the troops we sent are not enough, we are here to die...】

【I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Ansair...】

What could Ansair say?

Under death, everything is empty.Whether it was the resentment or the grievances of the past, they all went away with those flying wings at this moment, and the angel with a bright halo above his head closed his sunset-colored pupils.

[It's okay, I forgive you.May the light of God surround you and accompany you into eternal sleep. 】

Resentment is meaningless, he should hate those invading monsters even more.

The sounds of fighting all around gradually disappeared, and the rustling sound was getting closer.The white-haired battle angel gently put down the corpse of his companion, and he stood up. Among the enemies approaching like dark clouds on the periphery of the vast sea of ​​clouds, only the six-winged and sunset-like pupils were shining brightly.

The last golden arrow appeared in his hand.

***

[Warning, overload. 】

[The automatic repair function is starting, please wait. 】

The sound of the reminder woke Ansair up suddenly. The horn on his head was issuing a warning that only he could hear. At the same time, a layer of twilight began to cover the entire headband. This fully functional horn was repairing itself.

broken!

The corner is going to break!

Since it is a power conversion device, there is naturally a limit to the power that can be carried and transformed in a short period of time. It is definitely not as easy as using the original power directly. These Ansairs have also gotten used to it during his years as a demon king.Except for the few battles for the position of the Demon King 300 years ago, Ansair has not input excessive power to the horns for a long time, and the current situation is undoubtedly a bit tricky.

He can't increase the power input for the time being, it's better to think of other ways...

Ansair glanced around, and it turned out that he had already arrived above the lead-colored stratus clouds of the Seventh Abyss, and below were flying monsters gathering to chase him, opening their mouths to let out sharp screams.And not far below him obliquely, Theros's dark wings rustled, with sharp edges and a dark blue streamer.

His eyes lit up.

While fighting, Seros suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind above his head. He had a vague guess in his heart, and when he raised his head——

The flapping wings at high speed and the white hair that was blown a little messy by the wind made Ansair, who flew towards him in a hurry, almost look like he was seeking his blessing in a panic and cuteness... Seros almost admired himself, this Sometimes I can still dream!

This is obviously a misfortune!

There are more than millions of monsters on this front, and now they are all targeting Ansair for some reason.Fortunately, Ansair was still sensible and did not continue to flee backwards, otherwise a large number of monsters would attack the rear troops, and the front line would be in chaos!

"I'm already calm." Ansair took advantage of Theros's convenience and fired a few more arrows behind.The monsters are too dense, and a large area can be killed at will.

"I won't retreat again, but Theros, you have to stand with me."

Theros expression changed several times, and finally, he admitted that Ansair's proposal was the most appropriate at the moment.

The demon king Ansair can't break here, and the three demon kings can't put pressure on the rear troops, they can only stop here, until these monsters give up their unreasonable targeting.

"...why are they targeting you all of a sudden?"

Theros asked, his sharp dark blue vertical pupils fixed on Ansair.

The identity of the angel must not be revealed, but Ansair had already thought about the answer, and his face remained unchanged.

"I have old grudges with them."

Those withered wings, those dead kinsmen, those sacrifices caused by arrogance...

"..."

Theros was silent for a while, and as Ansair expected, he didn't ask any more questions.When Ansair was eager to establish the front of the Seventh Abyss, he did the same.Except for being tit-for-tat at ordinary times, he had amazing trust in Ansair in these matters.

"Where's Levi?"

He stopped entangled with the previous topic and asked.

Ansair looked surprised.

"Ask him? He can't help stop it."

"You lead over."

Just like bringing him to his side, let Levi share at least a quarter, the devil is not so easy to die.

His proposal made Ansair's eyes light up, and the demon wings painted with silver streaks flapped a few times, looking a little gloating.

"……good idea!"

In fact, Levi was already looking for an opportunity to retreat secretly from the battlefield. The other two colleagues fought with great momentum. As long as he retreated quietly or went to the edge of the battlefield, basically no one would notice.After all, Levi didn't intend to fight for this invasion and defense battle, he had his own calculations.

The remaining two contribute more, and he contributes less. With the ebb and flow, his Idean City may stand out among the three Demon King's cities!

However, Levi's daydreams are destined to be as fragile as his little calculations. When he saw Ansair, who was steadily pulling the hatred of the audience, flying towards him at high speed, his eyes went dark.

Ans Aire!And Selos!Don’t think he didn’t see the two conspiring there just now!

Cursing in his heart, Levi still had to do his best, and he had even used [-] to [-]% of his strength.

The strangulation on the battlefield has developed to a feverish level. The monsters are almost endless. The hatred and the queen's order make them pile up and fight together. Ansair almost kills him softly.The sky was dark and bright twice, two nights and two days had passed, and the wave of monsters still had no end in sight.

"The good news though is that they seem to be starting to resupply."

Seros, who had always maintained the demon king's proud and well-dressed clothes, would inevitably lose his dignity temporarily. The corner of his cloak was burned by the flames, and the fire had already been extinguished.His eyelids twitched, and he pulled the cloak away, seeing that the white hair was still shining and unstained, he was slightly relieved.

Ansair also saw that some giant white worm-like monsters were being transported to the battlefield. These monsters did not borrow the characteristics of creatures from the demon world, but maintained their original appearance to supply energy for the monsters.Ansair tried to shoot one, and the corrosive liquid splashed out immediately, and it felt a bit like shooting a sour fudge.

Ans Aire's Wonderful Metaphor√

"These worms are only envoys. They are not high-level and have no combat power."

Theros' tone was flat, and after days of fierce fighting, he didn't feel tired at all.A pensive expression flashed across Mo Lan's demon vertical pupils, and he was weighing whether to throw that hole card now.

A shrill howling suddenly overwhelmed all the voices, and behind the countless monsters, the existence like a hill shaking countless hands and feet slowly stood up.It has an astonishingly huge abdomen, which looks like a pregnant woman. In the hazy yellow mist, countless flying monsters dance around it like swarms!

—Queen!

Almost immediately, Ansair and Theros made judgments at the same time.

"I come over."

"You go."

Too unanimous, both of them were slightly startled.Then Ansair smiled, fragments of the horns on top of his head shining.

"Go over and kill the queen. There should be monsters of a higher level around there." Ansair said, he usually fights against Theros, but he will never mess around in business, and the same is true for Theros, so he is quite relieved Continued to state, "It just so happens that their attention is on me."

Theros looked at him deeply, and his eyes stopped briefly on the horns on top of his head.He was very close to Ansair now, and the demon's wings were slightly retracted. It was a somewhat protective posture, but Ansair didn't realize it.

"……it is good."

He responded, and the wings opened slightly, changing the previous posture.He also didn't ask whether Ansair was reluctant at all, and he didn't need to ask questions that already knew the answer. Just as Ansair trusted his ability, he also trusted Ansair's ability.

"Wait……"

Unexpectedly, Ansair stopped him before he left.The sunset-colored vertical pupils flickered slightly, revealing his dishonesty.

"If you need remote support, you can call my name. Anything within range can be destroyed."

Having said that, Ansair tilted his head and smiled, revealing a bit of bad intentions by the way.

"Just ask me."

He himself just wanted to take advantage of language, however, the demon king with dark blue vertical pupils looked at him quietly for a while, and then suddenly clung to his ears.

"Okay."

"The remote support from His Majesty the Demon King of the Eastern Territory can be obtained with just one sentence, which is really a bargain."

The low voice rang in his ears, like a little coquettish.

"Ansair..."

"Help~"

The author has something to say:

Theros: What a deal!Give me a hundred times!

Ansair: ...

hateful!If I had known earlier, I would call him Dad!

It seems that chopping melons and chopping vegetables is quite easy. In fact, there are two sober demon kings in this generation of the demon world. It is so easy to force the three demon kings to cooperate with each other, and they have top combat power and military strength.

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