After Becoming The Tyrant

Everyone is afraid of hell, here is where all sins are finally gathered.

Among the long-awaited mini rivers in hell, the crowded soul has made an unforgivable fault, and they come here not to wait for redemption but finally to fall into the abyss.

This is the dark side of the world.

The translucent undead sat on the strange stone, his costumes were ancient, and he used to be a palace player in many years. Now he is sitting on the strange stone, sang a very old story with hoarse in the whistling style. About the story of contract, blood and white bones.

In the story description, the world's true face is countlessly fragile authority, and the different races run in the earth, in order to go to the high Ding. Different races have different power, and only humans don't. It's like human beings that are abandoned between the heavens and the earth, and it is born to be a grassy grass. Continuous war, never ending. In such an era, some people want to capture the world's highest deeds, use power and majesty to smash all chaos.

In that ridiculous story, a contract is signed with a lonely king and a lonely devil.

Their contract is destined to change this world from the moment of birth.

In the song, the rush of the rush to the peak of the thousandth, the sound of the throat, the shackles were squatting, the smoke of the ironmaking blast furnace was score, the meteor fell, the keel was head ...

It's like it, cracking in the world for the story of the song.

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Dragon Castle.

The crow Montharach is dry on a slim rose branch, which looks at the Bone Crosshouse in the middle of the palace.

That is a rummer after the skeleton of different hell creatures, followed by the throne of the most delicate craft. The throne with thousands of white bones means that the corpse is blood sea. That throne has been empty for many years, but now it has ushered in its owner again.

The king sits on the Bone Throne.

He no longer wears the crown of the top of the Pope, and the gold is quietly distorted by the gemstone. It eventually turned into a thorns crown, the dark red gem is dotted. The thorns crown hinged his temples, his silver hair was dropped on the shoulders, and the liner embroidered lace scarf in the silver line was out of his collar and cuffs.

He opened his eyes.

The world is the most cold, most popular, and the most gorgeous palace is in the pupil of the king.

The long white column colloid straight up, supported the staggered vault ribs, and those curved longjun is built on the price of genuine legends. There are countless flying walls on the side of the palace, like the wings of the wings. The window of the castle is beautiful, and the gesture is full of patterns, but the rose is everywhere. Starting from the ribs of the branches that are open, the roses are spread up to the delicate fan-shaped vapor, and the branches of the leafy disc will be dropped.

The most deepest place, as if the chord is gently touched.

A familiarity that can't be said, as if the round of the years is slow, more than a thousand years of time is over, and when people returned to the last thousands of people, everything retains the previous look.

"Welcome you, my dear,"

The devil wore dark rug on dark rug with silver ripples on his collar, don't bloom. The "soul merchant" of the hell is high and thin, and the beautiful and beautiful and polite are like a housekeeper who guards the owner.

- Welcome to Return to the throne, welcome you to shred this world together.

When he leaned over, there was an unprecedented joy.

"What is this place?"

King asked.

"Dragon Castle, your palace."

Devil answer.

The crow is excited almost wanted to cry. It is imagined that there are too many scenes of the throne with the owner. However, when I was really waiting, it didn't dare to squat on the front of the king. Because the devil stands in front of the King's throne, their eyes have collided, there is no expression on the king's face, with a smiling mask on the face.

The air is particularly tight.

The devil seems to have no perception.

"They are too impurreous." He said briskly, "Your arrival is so important, so that all guys will give gifts to greetings ... but please forgive them, after all, from all territories, there are many time."

The "them" in the devil is the king and his goal - the lord of hell.

"So -"

The smile on the devil is expanded, and he stretches the hand of the invitation to the king.

"Are you willing to participate in a small dance? This is the invitation to your Castle."

When the devil voice fell, all the rose vines around the castle loudly shake the leaves, and the beautiful souls of Shasha were gentle, and those beautiful souls were gently private. A little bit of snow is falling off from the dome, and the empty palace has a diamond brilliant.

The wind went between the slender column beam, the flying flying flying flying in the wing of the beast was launched. It turned out that the flying can be used with countless delicate and fine cashoths. When they re-expand, the detached wing is gently fanatically fanned in the wind like a commander. The wind is cut by a thin flake, issuing a strange voice, just like thousands of slender hands sing simultaneously with the wind. Those sounds are extremely beautiful, forming a movement that has never been seen.

The devil is right, this is indeed a welcome dance.

This dance is a castle for many years.

At the top of the devil and the king, the exquisite flower window opened a place, and the pale light was tilted from their head. The devil is standing in a bunch of light, and the black dress wearing a ball is reaching out.

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A hoe rolled in, the crow Munra showed that the wings fell before the skull, it didn't know where to find two drumsticks, holding the wings, with the melody of the wind, tall or low drum points .

"The dance is always dancing, Your Majesty."

Devil invitation.

The movement of the wind is a beautiful music, but it is in an unprecedented magnitude, it seems to be a low singing in the world. The king feels a joy and look forward - is the joy and expectation of the castle itself. Just like the Sale of the drum, the castle looks forward to the king to accept their welcome.

He reached out.

The devil holds the king with the hand of the rose ring, pulls up him, bringing him the throne. At that moment, the king accepted the devil invitation, the melody of the wind suddenly became pale, just like the dance music at the dance. The devil took the king and took him in the center of the empty palace.

There are a lot of dances in the king, and as Rodon's king has accepted the most complete etiquette training, including dance.

But the devil brought him dance, but not any dance at the human banquet.

The melody of the wind is magnificent. The devil always holds the king with a rose ring. The king feels that the ring is getting hot. The rose vines wrapped around the white bones showed a petal, followed by a bloom with elegant melody bloomed, the petals were turned into the direction of the castle.

In a dead room in the castle, the rose petals fell, a softened silver coffin suddenly opened.

From the coffin, I walked out of a maid and servant in the Huaying.

They have pale and delicate faces and dark eyes, they start to clean up the castle and make it gorgeous and brilliant.

In this world's most dark side, the devil holds his king, dancing in the melody of the white bones and wind. At the moment, in the castle, in the crack of the dark red sky, a cold light falls.

Not blood color, not sulfur orange, that is a trendy light.

Singing the undead poet stopped, the slap in the ground lifted his head, and the dead corpse hanging on the monk slowly turned, and the people who were absent were no longer awkward. After so many years, in this dark dark red sky, I finally came out of other colors.

A pale moon slowly rose slowly from the gap, bend, inlaid like a sickle, inlaid in the sky.

Hell suddenly silent.

"Welcome back."

The devil whispered, his lips were smiling.

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The scene of the meteor fell, leaving Deld a deep shadow, and when the moon rose in the sky of hell, it intubate what bad happened.

It tries to figure out what the pale moon rises from other lords.

Unfortunately, and the lord that is almost the same, knowing the lord is much better than it, it dares to ask.

The only comfort is that there is no other movement in addition to the dragon in the day of the day.

There will be no bigger things.

Teld is so comforting yourself.

Just when it thought, a black butterfly fleaves to its blessing. When I saw the black butterfly, Teld was almost aware of the consciousness - all hell creatures know that the black butterfly is the representative of the soul businessman.

See ghost! It doesn't seem to do anything to enhance the madman?

In front of Tord, the black butterfly is broken, and the invitation of a black is fluttering from the half air.

Tylfali looked at the invitation, confirming that it was not dangerous to put it in front of his eyes. That is a very delicate invitation, see the gorgeous style of the invitation is just like a blood family that disappears from hell. On the invitation, it is a rose petal.

"what is this?"

Teld asked in confusion.

At the same time, all the lords of hell received an exact same invitation.

The content of the invitation is about a banquet, it is held after a few days.

Banquet address -

Blackstone Castle.