Nothing is worse than now. The mysterious demon looked at the giant in front of him and complained secretly.

It just wants to seduce a few fallen souls and then wait for an opportunity to sneak attack the city to see if it can rob the fire.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t get half of my soul, but instead I took myself into it.

Damn, when did I be exposed!

The seduction of demons is a little unclear, after all, its hidden veil may not even be able to see through it, but after seeing the size of the dragon and thinking about the rumors that the dragon's age and body shape are linked.

It estimated...

The Ancient Dragon.

It loses without any wickedness.

Gordon didn't have so much mood to pay attention to the rolling mood of Mishide. It just wanted to understand the news about Dagon and this plane!

As for how much useful and valuable news can be taken out from the mouth of the mysterious demon in front of you, it depends on the endurance of the mysterious demon next.

"The game begins, little bug!"

Gordon said this to the fascination and seduction.

"Where are you from?"

"Sea of ​​Shadows...No, Screaming Wild!"

Mishide looked at the red light that was about to light up around him, and quickly changed his words.

This is the mantra barrier set by Geden just now. It can be said that it completely restrains the nature of luring demons and lying in front of you. This is a magical thing that Geden got from Anris. It is said that it is specially used to deal with demons.

Geden looked at the red light and was slightly happy, at least he didn't have to worry about hearing the wrong news from it.

Of course, you cannot be completely trusted. After all, God knows whether there is a way to avoid this truth barrier.

"How long has it been to the Shadow Sea?"

"Why sneak into Baihu City?"

Gotton looked down at the trembling demon below, and the questions in his mouth were one after another.

Although Mishite was a little reluctant, looking at the huge mouth that was chosen and the half-plane around him that could not even run, he lowered his head and replied in a low voice, just like a young wife who was wronged.

...

The inquiry continues.

Geden did not ask deliberately, in order to make the devil in front of him lose his vigilance in a large number of questions, so that he can feel at ease to get the answers it wants from the devil in his mouth.

So, after not knowing how many questions, Ge Du finally suppressed his excitement and looked at Mishishi, asking just like the tone just now.

"Do you know the ending hole?"

"The cave at the end?"

When Mishite Demon heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, but then shook his head again.

"have no idea."

The Mantra barrier did not react, and it was still the gentle and light blue color.

Damn it!

Geden was a little upset. He had been wandering in the sea of ​​shadows for hundreds of years and didn't know where the final cave was. So who would he have to find to know the location? Could it be that he would go to find Dagon?

Stop kidding!

How did Holmdan find that ghost place? It is said that he still left something there.

Thinking of this, Ge Dun felt like tickling through his boots, and he was a little unhappy.

However, Mishide tells the truth, and it has no way to pick its thorns, so it can only continue to ask the next question.

As time goes by, Geden asked more and more questions. Basically, everything that Mishide did over the past few hundred years, including going to the main material plane to respond to summon, was told to Geden one by one.

It was a little restrained at the beginning, but what Geton didn't expect was that it was a little happy. Perhaps this was the happiness of the chaotic camp!

Geden thought silently in his heart.

Not long after, when Mishite Demon returned to the terrace of the city lord's mansion, the pale sky above his head was still dark and gray. The world seemed to have lost its color, and only this city was particularly vivid.

Once the devil was lured and coveted the soul of this city, but now it knows that it has been targeted by others, and the real name of the demon is hated by that damn... Oh no, the respected dragon lord, it dares not have any inappropriate thoughts now.

But... why did it keep staying here? It didn't understand why it didn't understand.

Could it be that my new master is not a good person?

Are you planning this city?

Maybe... it can still make some leftovers, which seems good!

It is natural for demons to obey the strong, and it is much more acceptable to serve as a dog for a dragon than to a human being who is an unknown person.

After all, the power of the dragon is famous in the multiverse.

However, what made Mishide find even more interesting is that not long after his new master left, he actually sent a spiritual message to urge the demon coalition forces on the other side to gather quickly to attack the city.

This made the mysterious seduction who originally thought he could not plunder his soul tremble. It seemed that as it thought, his master also fell in love with the city.

It seems that I have to increase my strength!

The original ambition of seducing demons suddenly burned again.

...

The atmosphere in Baihu City is very anxious now, and countless people are ready to leave, but they have no way to do so. The impetuous mentality makes them unable to calm down and cope with the next disaster together.

Even though there are a few visionary professionals who want to call everyone up and mobilize them together, there are still few responders.

Cole's speech was a few more times, except for the more people who mocked him for being overestimated, he was still more numb.

Like a walking zombie, living in this city.

They no longer have any hope of going back.

The most crowded place nowadays is a square and a tavern.

The heat of the tavern and the melodious bagpipes of the bard make people feel in a trance that they are resting in the afternoon and bustling at night when they return to the main material plane.

People here are all drunk and dreaming. They turn a deaf ear to everything outside. If the value of the currency is not gradually decreasing and the food and resources in the city are gradually shrinking, they would not even take a step forward in the gate of the tavern.

"Takif! Two more glasses of ale! You need a big glass! Don't mix water! Don't fool the great son of the mountains!"

At this time, a dwarf with a long beard sitting in the corner of the hall stood up cursingly, jumped off the chair, and shouted at the waiter at the bar not far away.

The waiter said coldly without raising his head.

"Mr. Melincoln, I am not cold to the sons of the mountains, but your money is not enough!"

"What, why isn't it enough! I obviously saved 50 gold coins yesterday. Not to mention two big glasses of ale, it would be more than enough to buy all the ale in your tavern today!"

The dwarf warrior was immediately dissatisfied. He was so angry that he could only take half of the bar if he hadn't picked it up. He might have tried to jump and wanted to have a good exchange with the half-elf waiter in front of him.

When the half-elf waiter heard this, he smiled and said without a smile.

"Oh! Mr. Melincoln, I'm sorry, you don't know. Just last night, our shop owner, Mr. Frans, had adjusted the price of ale from a small glass of silver to a small glass of two gold coins. You have drunk nine large glasses of ale from the morning to now. Just now, you only had one gold coin and fifty silver coins left. If you pay another fifty silver coins now, I can pour you a small glass of ale to calm your anger."

"But, I remember this morning that the sign clearly stated the 4 silver coins of ale, how could it be..."

The dwarf warrior was a little unbelievable. He looked around and found that no one cared about the matter here, but was still drinking and chatting. The world seemed to be out of place.

"No, look, the sign has been changed in the morning. I reminded you in the tavern! But I remember you were drinking so happily at that time, probably I didn't hear it clearly..."

The half-elf waiter spread his hands, pointed to the brand new behind him and said.

"Can you owe credit..."

The dwarf warrior, who knew that he was in the wrong, had a much smaller voice, and showed an extra teasing smile, and his fiery red beard drooped slightly.

"Of course not!"

The half-elf waiter refused sternly, but the price change cannot be changed, so he is naturally not allowed to be owed credit.

These orders were conveyed from the Supreme Meeting last night through guards to door-to-door. All taverns and hotels that did not comply with each other were faced with the rectification of forced closures.

He was just a small clerk, so he could not resist the law enforcement agencies of a city. What's more, to be honest, he didn't think much of this group of guys who drank here all day and were drunk and dreaming.

I don’t want to go out to guard my home together, but I get drunk here every day and occasionally have to fight one. It’s simply...

"Then I will press this golden ring on. Can I exchange some gold coins? Just give me a glass of ale, a small cup..."

The dwarf warrior mumbled, and finally pulled the golden ring with his beard off his beard, then put the golden ring in front of the half-elf waiter.

"We are not pawn shops here, so we won't be welcome. If you want to go to pawn shops, go out and turn right on two streets."

"Grandt's cottage, I guess you'll receive your golden ring."

The half-elves were helpless, but there were still etiquettes that should be found. In the end, he said very respectfully to the departing dwarves.

"Welcome to come again next time, my good dwarf friend! You will always be welcomed by the Elf Tavern! The premise is to bring enough money!"

As the dwarf left the tavern, the tavern returned to its previous liveliness, but as time went by, the people in the tavern became less and less because... they were out of money.

According to their drinking method and the degree of price increase, the wine they drink in one day is basically equivalent to that of previous years.
To be continued...