The Dean Has Arrived

Zuante quietly lurks in the river water filled with a lot of negative energy.

As an advanced body of the Black Warrior, Styx Yihao, although Juant is not as good as the leader of the Black Warrior, he has achieved an amazing improvement in stealth. It is for this reason that it can Survive in the dangerous Styx until now.

As a necromantic creature, it doesn't need to breathe, so it doesn't matter even if it is submerged in water for a long time. The negative energy in the water and the aquatic algae unique to the abyss can also serve as its food—in fact, in the entire abyss, Only demons and some monsters need to breathe.

The Abyss is a very chaotic place. Originally, Styx seemed a little better under the rule of three amazing adults. However, not long ago, after those three adults suddenly disappeared, even this place began to become chaotic. stand up.

The green tentacles stretched out from behind it towards its neck soundlessly, as if trying to wring off Juant's neck under the armor, which was totally unaware of it.

At that moment, Juant pulled out the dagger stuck between its ribs, turned around and chopped the ball-shaped algae creature with two bloodshot eyeballs in half, and tore a small piece off the opponent's body After stuffing the plant fibers into his mouth and chewing to satisfy his hunger, he dived into the water again and quietly left the area that was about to be occupied by the scavengers hovering in the sky, and found another place to lurk.

As one of the few undead creatures with clear thinking and decent IQ, Juant is certainly not in a daze here.

The overlord of the nearby waters is a sixteen-legged corpse snail. The body of that monster has been buried deep under the bed of the Styx River. It usually hunts with sixteen tentacles that are thicker than a water tank and resemble octopuses. and meet the enemy.

For more than forty years since Juant moved here, he has never seen its real body. According to Juant's friend Barbarian, a progenitor, mixed with barbs and a blue demon with only one eye, every hundred years, the sixteen-legged snail will only appear on the moon in the sky. Come out of the river bed once on the day it starts bleeding. Accept the baptism of the blood of the magic moon.

Of course, even if its body doesn't come out, those sixteen arms and legs alone are enough to deal with all other enemies except the three adults. Even the big devil may not be its opponent. In fact, in the past forty years At most, Juant has only seen the sixteen-legged corpse demon snail use eight arms at a time.

Of course, Juant didn't stay here to wait to see the body of the sixteen-legged corpse snail. After all, according to the abyss' calendar, the next time the moon will bleed is at least twenty years away.

It is waiting for an opportunity.

Yesterday, a surprisingly powerful existence suddenly rushed into the Styx River, turning the waters of this generation upside down, directly blasting out the twelve arms of the sixteen-legged corpse demon snail.

The battle between the two powerhouses lasted until an hour ago, and now the entire water area has calmed down again, and the lowly creatures that were scared away have also gathered again.

Who actually won? Juant was curious. And what it cares more about is whether it can be lucky enough to get a little benefit from it. You must know that when it was still a black warrior, it was because it accidentally found the scales of the Dark Dragon King that it successfully advanced to Styx Yihao. It stood out from countless black warriors and became an existence comparable to a high-ranking demon.

The long life gave Juant the patience that ordinary people can't match. He slowly approached the place where the two monsters were duel at an unfathomable speed, and at the same time, he did not forget to be vigilant around him. After all, those two veritable monsters made too much noise yesterday, and now there are probably some guys around who have the same idea as him.

Suddenly, huge waves began to appear on the calm water. Before Juant could run away, a huge figure emerged from the water.

Because there is no light source in the sky, even Juant, who has dark vision, can't see the opponent's appearance clearly for a while, and can only vaguely perceive that the opponent is like a huge sea snake, with a body more than 100 meters long and slender. It is also full of power, and there are three pairs of dragon-like wings on the part exposed to the water. The head of the monster looks a bit like a lion with a fluffy mane from the silhouette.

Zuante didn't know the level of the monster, but even he who could calmly slip away from the big devil couldn't think of running away at all, which proved that the opponent was far away in terms of momentum. Far surpassed the general big devil.

Could it be that he is one of the three demon gods who rule the Styx? Juant even had such a thought in his heart.

The next moment, the silhouette of the monster disappeared like a real shadow, and only a human-like body protruded from the water.

Not just body shape. Even the appearance of that body presents the image of a human male.

"As expected of a sixteen-legged corpse snail, it's not easy even for me to deal with it." His right hand held a basketball-sized orb that radiated magnificent light like a pearl in the dark Styx, and his left hand Then he wiped his face carelessly. Wipe away the water of the River Styx above.

The orb's light was very conspicuous in the entire abyss, and the man had no intention of hiding it, so he just half-floated on the water and admired it for a while.

Styx, who used to be able to fight to the death for one thing casually, was unexpectedly silent at this time. Even those ravenous and noisy scavengers in the sky that look like enlarged three-eyed crows.

No matter what kind of creature it was, the man instinctively felt threatened.

From the looks of it, this man who suddenly appeared yesterday won the fight between the two giants.

At this moment, a beholder slid down from the sky, flapped its bat-like wings, and hovered over the man's ear, muttering something softly.

"Hmph, what a stupid fellow, do you want to engage in such tricks while my lord and I are not around?"

The man smiled, and said in Abyssal language with disdain on his face.

His body slowly protruded from the water, and then the man stretched out his hand, and a black cloak with a hood appeared in his hand.

After covering his naked body with the cloak, he began to walk towards the shore: "Alright, let me, Asachel, take this opportunity to wash away all the dissidents in Timothy Enri Bar!"

The beholder who had completed its task flew in front of Azazel, and was crushed by Azazel with one hand. Thick plasma splashed out, making the bloodthirsty demonic monsters around them ready to move.

Ignoring those lowly demons who looked like ants to him, Asachel flicked the blood in his hand. I saw that the dark red plasma automatically formed a magic circle that connected to another main material plane, and then a purple magic light appeared on the magic circle. Indicates that the magic circle has been activated.

A fresh air that was completely different from the sulfurous smell in the abyss gushed out from the magic circle, and Asachel didn't stay too long, and walked in quickly.

After his terrifying aura disappeared together with the magic circle, Juant and the rest of the surrounding creatures rushed to the bottom of the River Styx, ready to share the magic-filled corpse of the sixteen-legged corpse snail...

— Morag —

"It's really a group of demons dancing..." Nero, who participated in this great magic festival as a member of the sanctuary delegation, frowned.

Unlike other members of the Holy See who had entered the demiplane, he was strolling through the bustling streets of Morag.

It's just that he believed in and the holy light that gave him strength has reminded the pious young bishop more than once. There are dark creatures around.

Just walking around the street, he had already passed by at least three dark creatures... and judging from Holy Light's reaction, he should be a relatively high-level vampire among the dark creatures.

Is such an activity really okay? Nero touched his right hand with a leather glove, feeling a little suspicious about it.

"What exactly is Mr. Edric doing... Maybe it would be better to inform Her Majesty the Holy Maiden?" After inheriting Fleur's position and becoming the new head of the Knights Templar of the White Church, he muttered to himself somewhat uncertainly. , I just remembered that I saw the unreliable look of the saint in the Court of Bailan. He hesitated again: "Otherwise, I'd better discuss it with Teacher Fu Lei..."

Just as he was about to go to the demiplane, the commotion not far away attracted his attention.

"How do you do business!"

Wearing leather armor, with a two-handed long sword on his back, the burly man dressed like a magic swordsman and mercenary kicked over the fried noodle stall that was in operation, and sipped at the pigg who was the chef. Cursed: "Who told you to put garlic in this food!"

Behind him, two men who were dressed similarly to him also echoed. One of them even threw the paper box of fried noodles in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it a few times to vent his anger.

Those guys are all vampires.

Almost the moment he saw them, Nero realized the identities of those men.

And only vampires care if there is garlic in their food...

"The sauce blended with garlic can enhance the aroma of fried noodles and bring out the hidden taste contained in the ingredients. It is an indispensable part of my fried noodles. If you don't like it, you can eat it..."

The piggish face was flushed, but considering that he couldn't beat the three people in front of him. In the end, that's all I can say.

Anyway, if the other party really hits people, the golems set up around them will be activated immediately, and the three troublemakers will be beaten up and sent to the temporary prison.

"Hmph, our brother is allergic to garlic. Not to mention vomiting and diarrhea after eating it, it could even be life-threatening. Tell me what to do about it!" The leading man seemed to know that he would be the only one who would suffer if he did something. . So I didn't really do anything, I just approached the Pigs with a bossy face and said.

"...how about I return the money to you, and then give you some coupons?" Piggy's personality was a bit cowardly. Seeing that there seemed to be room for improvement in the matter, he immediately said a little weakly.

"Do you think we care about that much?"

The leading vampire man sneered, then rolled his eyes, pointed to a few Ai coins (Edrick's general tokens) that rolled out of the booth and said: "Give those to us, this matter It's clear!"

"No, no." Piggy immediately shook his head and refused: "Mr. Edrick gave it to me. Only the winner of the Big Eater Competition can get it. I can't give it to you directly."

"What, you bastard..."

The vampire man stared. As a radical who hides among the moderate vampires who are close to humans, he has developed an indelible sense of superiority over the years of getting along with humans. The appearance of the piggies is a bit bigger except for the nose and ears. It looked simple and honest, and it was not much different from a human being. Seeing that this human being dared to disobey his will, he immediately flew into a rage.

"I advise you to take it easy."

At this time, Nero finally spoke up: "I have to blame others for eating the wrong food. This is Morag, the territory of human beings. It's not a place like Timothy En, and it's not your turn to be a tyrant."

If Xi Wei was here, he would definitely feel emotional about this: as soon as he appeared on the stage, he was filled with cynicism and hatred. He deserves to be a holy (temple) knight.

"What did you say!" The vampire man's anger soared, and even his long canine teeth were exposed.

"Want to fight?" Nero was not afraid of the other party's overwhelming anger. On the contrary, there is still room to help the Pigs clean up the stalls: "I heard that Morag's management is quite strict recently, if you want to be caught and put in prison, just do it."

"...Hmph, you are lucky today! Be careful not to touch me in the future!"

In the end, the vampire man didn't dare to make a move, but left with his two dog legs after saying a harsh word: "Let's go!"

Nero glanced at them and continued to organize the stalls for the piggies.

Because of Nero's relationship, those onlookers also helped. Quickly got the stall back to its original shape.

After receiving a box of fried noodles and a coupon for food products as a thank you gift, Nero bid farewell to the Pig stall owner and walked away alone.

He walked more and more hurriedly, and the path he walked became more and more deviated. When he saw an alley, he went into it until he walked into a narrow dead end.

He turned around and faced the entrance of the alley, and shouted to the entrance of the alley expressionlessly: "I know you are there. Come out!"

"Not bad, to find out that we are following you so quickly."

At the entrance of the alley, the vampire man who was driven away by Nero just now and his two dog legs slowly approached him with grim smiles on their faces: "It's just too stupid to use the alley to get rid of us. There's really nothing I can do about you."

"It's not certain who is stupid."

Nero walked towards the three of them (three ghosts?) without fear.

"Boss, something is wrong..." One of the dog legs seemed to sense something was wrong.

"Don't be afraid, he's just bluffing!"

The vampire man pulled out his long sword with his backhand, relying on the vampire's physical ability which is different from ordinary people. Stab towards Nero at an incredible speed!

And Nero made a move that seemed stupid to the vampires—he didn't pull out his short sword, but subconsciously stretched out his right hand to block in front.

idiot! My sword will cut your hand and your body in half! The vampire man licked his lips and shouted excitedly in his heart.

As the number one student of the holy silver sword Ji Fulei, would Nero really make such a low-level mistake? The answer is naturally no.

The opponent's long sword seemed to have cut through an iron wall. After making a sharp sound, it was abruptly blocked by Nero's right hand.

And after the leather glove was chopped off, Nero's right hand also showed its original appearance... The bright red leather skin is combined with the faint blue crystal-like substance. It is a unique right wrist in the whole world that is capable of making a person a semi-holy spirit with divine magic power and plague power.

Before the vampire man was surprised, Nero turned his hands over the blade and easily snatched the two-handed long sword from the opponent's hand.

"This sword..." He narrowed his eyes. Looking at the beautifully shaped long sword: "The legendary holy sword Rolanduer? But the magical aura on it is impure, and it is just a fake in appearance."

The vampire man who was easily robbed of his weapon took two steps back in disbelief, wondering if he felt insulted by Nero, he yelled hysterically at his two followers with red eyes: "You still see What are you doing? Come on with me! Just a human, just a human!!!”

The two servants also woke up like a dream, drew out their long swords and attacked Nero together.

While parrying the attacks of the two with his excellent sword skills, Nero was even able to hit the vampire man's head with the blade of his sword with ease, but when his eyes touched the weapons in the hands of the two followers, Nero Involuntarily, there was a soft 'Huh'.

What they have in their hands is also an imitation of the holy sword Roland Durr.

What's going on these days, have even vampires started using holy swords?

Seeing that the physical attack could not reach Nero, those vampires immediately opened their minds and wanted to switch to magic attack, but before that, Nero's ghostly hand launched a surprise attack, beat them to death, and completely lost consciousness.

After searching the demiplane tickets and a few money bags from the three of them, Nero found nothing else.

It seemed that these vampires were still very cautious, and they didn't even bring anything that might reveal their identities.

"Sure enough something is wrong." Looking at the three identical fake holy swords on the ground, Nero suddenly remembered that the vampires he met before seemed to be wearing long swords... Although he didn't care at first, but now that he thinks about it, he does. It's very strange, plus how could the four waves of vampires he encountered in this wave all use swords? You must know that vampires have always preferred to be mages rather than swordsmen. Even if they use swords, they choose elegant rapiers or one-handed swords. When did two-handed long swords become popular?

Vaguely, Nero felt that he seemed to have accidentally discovered a corner of a plot that the vampires were going on.

"Sure enough, it's better to inform Mr. Edric directly."