"I really didn't expect that you guy would be helpful?"

"Well... this guy peeks at me for convenience, I can't stand such things."

Loniti glanced at the dying demon in Sophie's hand. She really didn't know how this guy was so unlucky that he happened to see Sophie.

Moreover, where is Sophie convenient to be seen by this guy?

"You...urinate anywhere?"

"No, no, not."

Sophie shook her head desperately, and then used force to break the demon's neck. However, in Loniti's opinion, this was really a bit of a desire to cover up.

"I originally planned to interrogate the demon's conspiracy..."

Loniti shrugged regretfully, but Sophie smiled, picked up the demon's head that had dropped on the ground and placed it on her neck.

The demon's eyes were still godless, but soon, it blinked and then looked at Loniti in horror.

"Resurrection? Oh my god, you can even resurrect a demon?"

Loniti looked at Sophie in surprise, but Sophie just smiled without saying a word.

Sophie didn't speak, and Loniti had no choice, so she planned to interrogate the demon.

"Tell me, what are you going to do when you sneak in?"

A thin ice blade appeared on Loniti's hand, and the ice blade slowly cut into the demon's body, and then a transparent piece of demonic flesh with dark purple on the edge came.

"If I don't say it, I don't mind turning you into a demon film, and then pulling out your dirty soul and burning it again and again!"

Luo Niti said with a ferocious look. Although her appearance made her look completely unfeeling, her words were full of threats.

The demon's eyes were filled with horror. After countless struggles without success, it opened its mouth and said slowly.

"Sophie is the coolest."

“???”

Loniti was a little confused because she didn't know what was going on, or she didn't quite understand what the devil was saying?

What I mean is... Sophie is the most handsome? Who is Sophie? Which bastard is Sophie? Which beast is it? Which evil guy is it?

"Sorry, sorry, just a joke."

Sophie smiled and let go of her hand. The demon who was alive just now instantly turned into a pool of rotten pus and dripping on the ground.

Loniti frowned and avoided the pus, then looked at Sophie.

"Have you actually resurrected it just now?"

"Who knows, maybe I can resurrect it, or maybe I can't do anything at all, who knows?"

Sophie shrugged, then wiped her hands on her clothes in disgust, and turned around and left.

Of course, it was on Loniti's clothes.

Loniti snorted, turned around and walked into an alley, and when he came out again, he had already changed into a dark blue robe.

"I actually wipe my hands with my clothes, bastard!"

Despite gritting his teeth, Loniti couldn't do anything, not only because she couldn't beat Sophie, but also because Nefarian needs him now.

She could only sigh and scold a bitch.

Fortunately, Sophie is an evil god and does not belong to this world, so she may not have to see Sophie again after this incident.

Maybe, who knows...

"What are you doing now? Do you want to kick Sophie's ass?"

……………………………

"Oh, damn, the big toe of the fifth foot of the salamander? It's too difficult for a dragon!"

Nefarian soared over the vast sky, searching everywhere, looking for some five-legged salamander. I really don't know if there is such a thing in this world.

Sophie's list doesn't have many things on it, but most of them are difficult to do. To be precise, they are particularly difficult to do and extremely difficult to do.

The toes on the fifth foot of the salamander? This is all simple. What are the deep black vines growing ten meters around the magma? They must be exactly ten meters away.

The core of the fire element must also be the center piece, and a ball of the same size as a fingernail is left when it is crushed for the first time.

Needless to say, the rest seems either difficult or difficult. Nefarian sometimes really feels that he has been fooled.

But Sophie's help was his only choice now, so even if these conditions seemed to be teasing him, he could only do it with a tough bullet.

Fortunately, despite the torment of these ghosts, Nefarian still completed most of them, and it only took one day.

Of course, he was also blocked at this time.

"Black Dragon Prince, you have crossed the boundary."

A mage wearing a gray robe and unable to see his face rushed out from somewhere, leaning on a pitch-black staff and speaking in a hoarse voice.

From his hunched waist and old tone, we can tell that this is an old man and an old wizard.

Nefarian frowned, slowly fell from the air, turning into a human form, looking at the old mage with an impatient look on his face.

“I’m going out and doing something.”

"What's the matter?"

Obviously, the old mage did not intend to let Nefarian leave just like this. He wanted to ask the bottom line, or he needed to ask the bottom line.

Near the Black Stone Tower, there are a large number of personnel deployed by the Alliance. The task of these people is to supervise and monitor the Black Stone Tower, record the Black Dragon's every move, and report it to the superiors.

The reason why Nefarian hiding here is because of these people's surveillance. No one comes to kill him does not mean that no one can kill him, but value.

Just like the tribe's attitude towards Onyxia, it takes a lot of manpower to deal with Nefarian, so it is better to put Nefarian under house arrest.

"I... want to find something to deal with the Black Iron Dwarf. Are you planning to help me deal with the Black Iron Dwarf?"

"We will not participate in the grudges between you, and you should also know our responsibilities and the scope of responsibility."

Nefarian said in a sarcastic tone, and the old mage just shook his head and then looked at Nefarian quietly.

"I need to follow you to avoid any excessive things you do because of your anger."

The old mage's conscientiousness gave Nefarian a headache. He wanted to breathe out and drive the old mage away, but this obviously would not work unless he had made plans to confront the entire alliance.

Confronting the entire alliance? Forget it, it probably only takes one week before Nefarian's head will be hung on the wall of a certain alliance's main city to be displayed on the public.

"It's up to you, if you can keep up."

Nefarian snorted heavily, turned into a dragon shape and turned to fly. Looking at the Black Dragon Prince in the air, the old mage was silent for a moment and slowly chanted a spell. A breeze blew up beside him, taking him in a low altitude.

Nefarian looked back at the old mage. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he could only frown and speed up.

Sometimes, life needs to pay some price, such as freedom.
Chapter completed!