The Dean Has Arrived

In a dark room, Andurudal lay quietly on a deck chair, enjoying the commotion caused by himself.

The rumored strongest heroic treasure 'The Clock of Devouring Time' was indeed stolen by it.

It's a pity that I don't know what method the great sage of human beings used. No matter what Andurudal did, he couldn't use this pocket watch-shaped treasure.

"It's not enough, this level is far from enough... I have to continue to add fuel to the flames and make the situation even more chaotic!"

Patting his bare head, Andurudal muttered softly.

Because those legends have gradually reached Stein City, even it has no way to appear in front of the public without any scruples—God knows if there will be any legend who can see his disguise at a glance, and when the time comes in the ring of strong enemies The city of Stein, even as the Lord of Fear, has no choice but to fall.

However, not being able to go out at will has nothing to do with making the whole city more chaotic. Whether it is hypnotizing those weak-willed mercenaries or hiring gangsters to spread rumors, it is not difficult.

Just as Andurudal was thinking of ways to make the entire Salvation Army more chaotic in the silence, there was an aggressive knock on the door.

Andurudal's appearance immediately changed from a demon king to a thin old man. 'He' was hunchbacked, with white hair, one eye looked cloudy as if he was blind, his skin was wrinkled, and his neck Raised blue veins can also be seen between them.

"Is there a problem?"

Opening the door, Andurudal asked the heavily armed city guard outside.

The voice of 'him' also sounded as old as his appearance. That intermittent feeling made people feel as if he was going to die at any moment.

"Don't be nervous, old man. This is just our routine inspection. Recently, many people have been spreading rumors. I hope you can pay attention to the suspicious people around you, so that you can catch the spies sent by the abyss."

Seeing an old man with white hair and chicken skin who came to open the door, the attitude of the young and energetic city guard immediately softened a lot—Stein is not an ancient city, but a strong human being who built it out of thin air in order to confront the abyss demon In the fortress of war, the elderly who are eligible to live in this city are not the relatives of the meritorious soldiers. They are veterans who have made great contributions to mankind.

Either way. The city guards would not offend them, in fact he also respected these old people from the bottom of his heart.

"Routine inspection is good...Howard and I also found out many spies through routine inspections..."

Andurudal continued to put on an old man's voice, telling nonsense lies.

At the same time, it also allowed the city guards to enter the house to check - as a demon king, if it would allow ordinary humans to find evidence or clues of its evil deeds. Then this demon king must have failed too...

In the eyes of the city guards. The stooped old man who used to be their predecessor suddenly became taller.

In the end, the city guards naturally got nothing as expected.

After apologizing to Andurudal. A group of talents left this generation in a mighty way.

After confirming that the other party had walked away through his own perception ability, the corner of Andurudal's mouth showed a dark arc, and he did not continue to pretend to be hunched over. He straightened his waist and sneered and closed the door.

"Let this kind of idiot be responsible for the safety of the city. It seems that human beings really don't take the wisdom of demons seriously." Andurudal couldn't help but feel underestimated, but then he laughed again: "Forget it, compared to people who are smart enough to discover me, this kind of idiot as a city guard is a good thing for me..."

When he was pretending to be an ordinary person, he attracted the attention of the knights because of his strange words and deeds. In the end, in order not to expose his identity, he had to kill a group of knights who discovered his true colors, and then barely covered up the past.

Sitting back on his soft recliner, Andrudal once again perfected his plan.

Suddenly, a slight knocking sound from outside the window interrupted its thoughts again, making it a little annoyed for a while.

Pushing open the window, spreading out the palm, a beetle flew onto its palm.

It pulled out a blank piece of parchment from the table, and threw the bug onto the paper.

Immediately, the little bug turned into countless broken parts like a disassembled toy, and then those parts faded away from the pigsty and turned into the transmitted text, which was printed all over the parchment.

This kind of worm is not a real creature. Although it is somewhat similar to the devil's apostle in essence, it is actually a small magic developed and perfected by Andurudal himself.

As one of the demon kings, Andrudar, Lord of Fear, is actually the most special one.

In addition to liking to use intelligence to solve problems, it is also the only one without the devil's apostle.

These little bugs hardly cause any magical fluctuations. Under the control of Andurudal, they can fly to any corner of Stein City except for the desks of the legendary great mages, and report everything they have seen and heard. It is recorded in writing in the body, and after collecting the corresponding level of information, it will return to the caster and return to the appearance of writing on the paper.

Andurudal called them Indian letterworms.

This letterworm has been monitoring Joyce, and his meeting with Aesop, and later Laven's informant are all recorded in it. Even some conversations of the group when they went to the centaur camp were recorded in it.

Andurudal glanced at ten lines, and quickly screened out useful information from it.

"Has the whereabouts of St. George Ascalon and another former hero, Sandler, been discovered..."

"Speaking of which, there are three heroes who betrayed the Salvation Army... Besides the two of them, there should be another Jiro Floyd."

"Jiro Floyd..."

Gently repeating the name, Andurudal felt that his regenerated demon horn seemed to be burning again.

"Damn bastard, sooner or later, I'm going to skewer you and another equally damned great magician to make a barbecue!"

He gritted his teeth and muttered.

"That's it. The witnesses found that there were three people in the centaur camp, and there was another person besides St. George and Sandler. But judging from the description, it should not be Jiro, but the same as that damn big Kind of like a magician."

Clever in the wrong place, also known as the insidious and cunning guy, nine out of ten are very vengeful.

It's a pity Andurudal isn't one of the remaining ones.

"No, I have to make sure..." it muttered to itself, walked around the dark and simple room twice, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Anyway, there is only one great magician who is going there now." It’s nothing more than a brat at the same level and a fool with pure physical enhancement.”

After confirming that the two extremely powerful heroes in the eyes of ordinary people did not pose much threat to him, Andurudal changed his appearance from a trembling old man who seemed to be dying at any time to a young man. Strong lad.

It reconfirmed the gathering place of the group of people recorded on the piece of paper, and then sneaked there, following the group of people and planning to go to the centaur camp that witnessed St. George and Sandler.

--Dividing line--

"I always feel like someone is watching us from behind."

Aesop looked back strangely, but didn't see anyone.

"Don't worry too much, there are many magicians behind us, it's normal to feel being watched."

Jones reassured him.

After all, St. George is a well-known master of the Emperor Sword Knights, and the flame of infamy in his hand is a model for all soul tools, which is extremely powerful; and Sandler's bow skills are also very superb, plus the divine bow Bird of Paradise, Regardless of the attack range or the hit rate, it is heart-stirring, not to mention that the Bird of Paradise can add various weird effects to the arrow...

Even if they are heroic betrayers now, the record of the two of them as heroes is absolutely unshakable.

It can be said that, if they are against the two of them alone, neither Joyce nor Aesop is sure of victory, and there is even a question of whether they can persist for a while.

That's why they found foreign aid through their own identities-the magic chorus unit of the Salvation Army, in simple terms, is a magician unit that casts various large-scale magic through coordinated spellcasting.

Maybe ordinary magicians can't intervene in the duel between heroes, but a large group of magicians fighting independently may be able to interfere to a certain extent, and a large group of magicians who cooperate tacitly can undoubtedly intervene. The battle between heroes will even affect the direction of victory.

Not only Aesop, but even Laven felt a sight that made her chills stand on end.

Even if he couldn't see anything when he turned around, Laven could already guess that the owner of his sight should be Andrudal, Lord of Fear.

Before Xi Wei stepped into the innate, he used to trick and jiro teamed up to hurt Andurudal.

And Laven was also present at that time, so it was no coincidence that Andurudal could recognize Laven.

Is this also in Xi Wei's plan... La Wen murmured to herself.

If Andrudal intends to correct Laven, a bottle of real potion on Laven's body can completely make the opponent show his original shape and become the target of everyone's fire.

On the contrary, if the other party doesn't do anything, I have no way to solve it. In fact, there are a lot of magic chorus troops, and they all dress like they came out of a mold. Of course, Laven can't find the hidden The demon king inside.

When he got close to the camp of the centaur, Aesop made a pause.

"It seems that our actions have been seen through." Looking at the two people waiting outside the camp, Joyce said softly, "It's a bit troublesome."

On the other hand, Andurudal looked at Xi Wei who was chuckling beside him, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes... (To be continued...)