The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

"No, wait a minute." Ansair didn't let this matter go straight away, "My wish to break through the Supreme Heaven..."

Unfortunately, His Majesty the Demon King's defense was interrupted.

"Your Majesty! The patriarch of the rock demon clan and the patriarch of the flame demon are fighting!"

Ansair had a headache. The fight between the two chiefs was not a joke, and no one could stop it except the Demon King.He got up immediately and hurried to the door, where Vasago was waiting nervously.

"Your Majesty..." Vassago's eyes were filled with worry.

"I know that troops mobilized from various places are converging in Suberbian City in recent days, and conflicts are inevitable. I will go there immediately." Ansair said, before he left, he still did not forget the so-called "Vision" and delayed After a few seconds, he turned his head and said to Andre seriously.

"Break into the Supreme Heaven... I don't have that kind of desire."

With this explanation, there should be no problem, Ansair said, unconsciously grabbing the thin black gold chain hanging from his wrist and twisting it.Andre's eyes focused there, and at this moment, he seemed to have received some strange radio waves.

He said words of denial, but touched the ink-gold chain...

He understood again.

Suberbian City is still very weak, and it is not even qualified to share that grand ambition with His Majesty.His Majesty is not denying that wish, but gently telling them to slow down and put the realization of this wish after they are strong enough.

What kindness!

Every day for 300 years, His Majesty has deepened his reverence for him.Andre bowed deeply and sent Ansair away respectfully. He waited until the sound of the devil's footsteps had completely disappeared before he slowly raised his head and adjusted his glasses.

When it comes to the whole devil world, he is probably the only prime minister who understands His Majesty the most.

Andre looked arrogantly at the phoenix happily gnawing on a piece of fragrant wood on the sycamore wooden frame. It was so close to His Majesty, but so far away. The stupid bird only knows to eat fragrant wood every day.

Feeney: "...?"

He suddenly wanted to fight Andre.

***

The devil is a brick, where it needs to be moved.When the brick is not moving, there are also building materials such as cement and sand that come to the door on their own initiative to assemble and solve the problem.

Ansair happily wrote metaphors in his head, he couldn't even go back to his room to rest tonight, but would board the car directly and make full use of the night time to hurry.By the dawn of the next day, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the boundary of the Seventh Abyss.

After several days of continuous rotation, he was too tired to scold Theros.

"Dinner will be served in the car." Ansair tied his cloak and took the phoenix Finney to the door, surrounded by busy servants of the Demon King's palace, preparing for His Majesty the Demon King under the command of the supervisor Vasago. Something that might come in handy on the go.

"I will also handle official business during the schedule and send it back through the Internet. During my absence, Andre, my prime minister..."

He turned around, and Andre's figure was reflected in his sunset-colored eyes.

"The internal affairs of Suberbian City are entrusted to you."

The big devil with dark blue hair immediately bowed deeply.

"I will do my best, Your Majesty."

"Vasago."

Ansair called again, and the director of Xianyu immediately moved over at a speed of [-] meters.

"His Majesty!"

Ansair smiled, this was a rare moment of soft expression of His Majesty the Demon King.

"Stay home."

The Demon King's Palace is the home of Ansair and a group of close officials.

Xianyu burst into tears.

"No problem! Your Majesty!"

Ansair rubbed Bululu's head again, this pink jelly-like object became more pink because of shyness, or flushed because the military expenditure problem was solved.Ansair felt a soft tentacle reach into his palm, and stuffed a gold coin in.

Bululu still tried to give all of his private treasury to His Majesty the Demon King who was about to travel far away, but this time, Ansair accepted it.

Take it as the lucky gold coin that Bululu gave him, and hope that he will get rich with Bululu's fortune this trip.

The magic mirror was carried with him, and the phoenix stood on his shoulder, repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong with it.With his white hair fluttering, the devil pushed open the last door of the residence.

Walking down the wide stairs and passing the Grand Ceremony Avenue with fluttering flags, Ansair boarded the car on the square in front of the Demon King's Palace.The carriage frame pulled by eight Nightmare horses is stable and thick, and the interior is fully furnished, whether it is eating or resting, it is enough to meet most of the needs of His Majesty the Demon King.

The rock demons lined up in the square, and they tapped their armor three times. Amidst the grand echo, the leader of the rock demons led his subordinates to kneel down to Ansair, with their two stubby horns standing upright on top of their heads.

"Your Majesty." The voice of the leader of the rock demon exploded like a boulder, "The tribe of the rock demon will serve as the guard of honor for this demon king."

Ansair maintained the posture of boarding the car, and his eyes flickered.

"allow."

"Leader!"

After the rock demon, a sea of ​​flames surged forward.The leader of the Balrog was so huge that he could only present a vague and majestic human figure, his beard, hair and five sense organs were all submerged in the fire.He also knelt down to Ansair, and then spoke, his voice bursting like flames.

"The Flame Demon Tribe, send 20 adult Balrog Tribes to be the main force this time."

"allow."

"Leader!"

One by one, the demon leaders with strange shapes stepped forward, knelt down on one knee to declare their loyalty, and stated the tasks they had already received, in order to obtain the final confirmation of the demon king.Finally, after the slippery and flowing transparent demon receded, the army on the square had taken shape.

In this joint expedition, Suberbian City sent 40 troops!

Under the obeisance of many great demons and ordinary demons, Anse El boarded the car.Nightmare's car had curtains hanging on all sides to isolate the outside world, but Ansair seemed to still be able to hear the loud cheers outside.It was the civilian demons in Suberbian City who got the news of the army's departure and spontaneously organized a farewell and blessing ceremony outside.

They believed in Triumph.

The undefeated Demon Lord Ansair!The undefeated iris city Suberbian!

Amid the cheers, the Demon King's car slowly lifted into the air, Ansair held the official document in his hand, and stared out of the car window——

On the boundless sea of ​​black irises, there is a majestic city.This is Suberbian, the Demon King's city, the residence of the Demon King, and also the birthplace of the Demon King.The demons are warlike Mu Qiang. The current Eastern Demon Lord Ansair ascended to the throne of Demon King in only 300 years. His deeds are naturally sung by demons everywhere.In some stories, Ansair climbed up from a weak demon clan and went through all kinds of dangers before becoming king; while others believed that Ansair was born with great power and was destined to be the king of the Eastern Region.

But only Ansair knew that he was just...

Angels only.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was no longer confused.

"Let the whole army go!"

***

The demon king drove first, and the army was postponed for several days.

Nightmare's car passed over the demon world, and below it was a bottomless fissure. The demon world was divided by these crisscross fissures, forming seven abysses.According to legend, the demon god and the god of heaven fought here, and the aftermath of the battle shattered the land of the demon world. In the end, both of them suffered losses. Three ruling.

Ansair rested his chin on his hand and thought about these illusory legends, but felt that it was meaningless. After handing Finny a piece of fragrant wood, he continued to review the official documents, but it turned out to be the damn "Western Region News" again!

Mouthpiece of Theros!running dog!He bah!

This time the newspaper was obviously reminded by Seros, the wording is similar!when!return!Original!

"Western Region News: His Majesty Seros Says Suberbian City's New Trade Policy Is Incurable"

Ansair: "..."

He is so angry! ! !

"Magic Mirror." Ansair didn't intend to tolerate any more, "Contact "Eastern Region News" immediately... Forget it, let's use "Eastern Region Entertainment News". What's wrong with that guy's Luster City recently? No material? Report! Report to me!"

"Eastern Territory News" is mainly political-related propaganda, which is almost official. Ansair is not so angry that he loses his mind, so it's fine to use entertainment newspapers to create rumors.

Of course, the magic mirror shared the same hatred with His Majesty, and immediately searched the information, trying to find a black material to stab the "Eastern Entertainment News".But the more he searched, the more dignified his expression became, and finally the whole mirror became a little sad.

Demon King Selos was born in a "devil king's family", and almost hereditaryly controlled the position of Demon King in the Western Regions. This way of accumulating from generation to generation, both wealth and prestige are very impressive.Seros has personally been in power for more than a thousand years, and he acts cautiously and impeccably. It is not an exaggeration to call it "the model of the devil".

The magic mirror relentlessly pawed and fumbled, and his hard work paid off. He really found a bunch of misty tabloids and sent them to "East Region Entertainment News" at the speed of light.

Ansair was angered twice, to the point where he would take revenge even if he spread rumors.Ansair still knew that Seros' trick was hard to grasp, but since there were tabloids reporting about it, Ansair could make a fuss about it.

Don't ask, asking is freedom of the press, he doesn't know anything.

Even though it was late at night, Eliou, the editor-in-chief of "Eastern Region Entertainment News", got up to write the report as soon as he received the notification.Elliot is a young demon, and at such an age to get into the position of editor-in-chief of a major newspaper is enough to show his wrist.At this time, several pens in the newspaper office were summoned, one of them held a tabloid in his hand, and planned to hold a meeting to decide how to make it.

The editor-in-chief Elliot scribbled a few sentences, then pinned the pen to the curved horns on the top of the head, and sat on a wooden chair, shaking from side to side.

"Your Majesty's meaning, I think everyone understands it?"

"Yes!"

"Is there any expectation?"

"It's hard to find." The deputy editor-in-chief looked serious, "The Demon King Seros loves feathers very much."

A young devil was searching hard in a pile of old newspapers. He was a newcomer to the newspaper office this year and was eager to make some achievements. Naturally, he was very attentive.

"Editor-in-chief! Editor-in-chief! Demon King Selos has a different taste from ordinary people!" Maybe it was because he searched for too long, but his tone was full of excitement, "There is a lace tabloid saying that he likes white hair...that is, white hair! Some other gossip! It's all black material!"

Elio snapped his fingers and gave the young demon an appreciative look.

"Then write it. After we write it, we can compile a report. This is a good opportunity to show our face in front of His Majesty."

Their entertainment newspapers are famous for their courage to write and speak. The Devil Realm is in the era of paper media, and databases like the Magic Mirror are rare. Their reports are carried out secretly by the government... It is really a good thing to lose their reputation in the sky!

"The topic is about choosing a mate. Demon King Selos has been single for so many years, and it just happened to draw this issue out. It will definitely be a big discussion." The more he talked, the more excited Elliot was, and he took off his pen from the corner to write and draw. , "The suspected requirement for the other half is white hair..."

"White hair... eh? White hair?"

Elliot's cheerfully moving pen tip stopped suddenly, and he and several chief writers looked at each other in blank dismay.After a while, Elliot spoke slowly.

"Our Majesty..."

"Is it just white hair?"

***

Writing reports and spreading rumors is only a small episode in all the affairs of the Demon King. When dawn was approaching, Ansair fell into a light sleep for a while, but woke up soon.

The speed of the demons is absolutely not slow, they have already left the Floating Flower Abyss, and are on a wide crack.

Ansair seemed to hear the sound of wings, and he sat without moving, while Finny, who was originally concentrating on chewing the fragrant wood, had opened his crimson eyes.His feathers fluffed up, his wings rustled, his crest rose, and he stared at the car window.

Ansair lifted the curtain of the car window casually, and the sun was rising on the horizon in the distance.And at the junction of day and night, another convoy is in sight.

——The black swan is like a large ominous cloud, surrounding the car of the devil, and the black iron body is also branded with the swan family crest.The overall tone of this team is so cold and chilling, it is invincible.The two convoys faced each other across the gap, like ice and fire, like severe winter and midsummer.

The pomp is still as big as ever.

Ansair commented in his heart.

Theros Asmodeus.

The author has something to say:

Theros Asmodeus—

It's a white hair control.

Majesty sweeps the floor!