Law of the Devil

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Chapter 78 [Animal Kingdom]

Evil Eye Kingdom…

Evil Eye King?

Dewey smiled bitterly: "Has this guy built a country here and made himself king? An animal kingdom? The Kingdom of Warcraft? ”

Seeing this announcement, Dewey became more and more curious about this Evil Eye Tyrant.

“Give one eye…” Hussein laughed coldly. He suddenly stepped back. Without waiting for Dewey and Dardanelle to react, the knight had cut out his sword with one backhand and heard a chirp. The boulder in front of him had been split in half and collapsed in flash. Hussein's eyes flashed with a glimmer of gold and stepped again, shattering the stones on the ground with one foot, cold-blooded: “I'd like to see this king. ”

At this time, a few crows roared from afar. The three Dewey couldn't help but stand still and looked afar. They saw a section of the dead tree trunk in the canyon. The dead branches did not know when to fly several crows. They shouted at the three people. One of the crows actually spat, shouting: “Outsiders! Outsiders! ”

After that, he shook his wings and shouted "Go brief”, after which several crows flew into the canyon simultaneously.

Hussein smiled, kicked his foot on a few stones under his feet, suddenly had sex twice, two stones shot out, shot down two crows from afar, suddenly saw two feathers scattered, smashed those two crows into pieces and fell far off. But left one to return the letter.

“Alas, you should have shot them all down.” Dewey sighed: “Now that they're ready, it's not very good. ”

“I did it on purpose.” Hussein looked arrogant and then took a giant step to get inside first.

Dardanelle pulled Dewey for a second, his face was straight, he touched it from his arms for a moment, he touched a little baggage, the layers were open, and he revealed a few dark things: “This is what we carry around to deal with the golden-eyed python. The most powerful thing about Python is its gaze, and if you look into its eyes, it will be petrified. The Lister family paid a lot of money to get these items. After reading a lot of ancient books, they came up with these items...”

Dewey couldn't help but look at it and say, "Sunglasses? ”

“What?” Dardanelle asked.

“Oh, nothing.” Dewey shook his head immediately. These things that Dardanelle pulled out, in appearance, looked exactly like what Dewey had known in his previous life as "sunglasses."

Everything is small, two thin black pieces of thinly polished translucent crystal, fixed with a pure gold frame, and two more leather covers on both sides to secure to the ear.

“These black crystals are rare. We also spent a lot of time purchasing it.” Dardanelle laughed, “Don't underestimate these things, they cost 80,000 gold coins. There were eight of us in the woods, and we took eight of them, and we left them with me. Now the three of us use more than enough, each wearing one, if we encounter a golden-eyed python, we don't have to be afraid of it. And... I think that the thing here, called ‘evil eye tyrant’, is mostly related to the eye. I'm afraid that thing is also strange to the eye, maybe we can use it with this thing. ”

“Thank you.” Without resignation, Dewey reached out and removed a pair of sunglasses to put on.

“You don't have to thank me. I should thank you.” Dardanelle looked a little strange and whispered: “I know, with my strength, that even self-preservation in a place like this would not have been possible without your help. Whatever you are, I owe you a great debt of gratitude. ”

The phrase "whoever you are” makes Dewey a little embarrassed. He originally reported a false name for Dardanelle, but later, with Hussein joining the team, Hussein knew who Dewey was. In his manners, Hussein would inevitably call Dewey's name. Even if he didn't call Dewey's name, occasionally calling him “The Rollins' Son” or something like that would be enough to indicate Dewey's true identity.

Dardanelle heard but never said anything.

This window paper was pierced today, and Dewey couldn't help but be embarrassed. Dewey had always been honest with herself, deceiving herself, deceiving her companions for so many days (and when she met Hussein that day, Dewey knew she was invincible but was still desperate to protect Dewey), a sentiment that Dewey cherished.

Dewey looked ashamed and whispered, “Okay, Dardanelle. I didn't mean to lie to you... Well, my real name is Dewey, I'm from the Rollins, and Count Raymond is my father. Because I don't want too many people to know about magic. So... that's why I gave you a fake name. And please understand that. ”

Dardanelle smiled and embraced Dewey with open arms: "Whoever you are, you are my friend and benefactor to Dardanelle. Dewey, Harry Potter, you're you. I swear I'll help you keep this a secret. ”

The three of them continued forward, hidden, with a noisy sound coming from the front, rock collisions, shouting, and sipping.

The three glanced at each other, speeding up, Dewey's hand shrunk in his sleeve, while Dardanelle had removed the bow and arrow, only Hussein walked ahead.

Turning around the last bend, the situation in front of him suddenly widened, but the scene in front also made Dewey feel a little surprised:

The venue in front of you is about the size of a football stadium, maybe bigger.

Here, there is actually a wall under construction!

Yes, yes, it's the city wall!!

Something like a tall giant, walking around, laboriously carrying a pile of stones cut into squares...

Next to it, a group of small, full-body furry, gray little things, like groundhog things, but with whips in their hands, running around, as if they were supervisors!

The heads of these supervisors are almost a little shorter than ordinary people, but they are like rats evolving into humans. They look like mice, but they walk upright like humans. They are also wearing bark or "clothes” made of animal hide, walking back and forth, holding small whips like vines in their hands. From time to time, they smoke two strokes at the giants carrying stones, and they curse with pointy voices.

And those giants who moved the stones... Dewey was surprised.

Those poor “hardships” are all tree people!

No, a bunch of “buddies” are tree people, to be exact!! Soon, though, Dewey noticed something unusual.

These tree people's "companion" class struggle, their whole bodies are no longer wood! Their bodies have turned to stone! Like some kind of petrochemical technique, it turned into a tall stone sculpture! A bunch of moving stone carvings! Hard, mechanical, clumsy to work back and forth.

And, obviously, the rat-like supervisors are small, but these petrified fellow tree men are as scared of the rat supervisors - or the whips in their hands!

The whips in the hands of these rats seem to carry some kind of magic, one whip down, and although they can only be hit at most high on the legs of fellow tree men, they can make fellow tree men scream painfully.

When the three Dewey walked to the nearby area, they were immediately noticed by the supervisors, and these rat-like guys saw three strangers walking in, and immediately one screamed loudly and shouted: “Outsiders! Outsiders! Yes...”

Unfortunately, before he finished, he heard Hussein snorted, and then a golden light flashed, and the mouse's head was poured into meat sauce.

This time, the other supervisors were scared, running around and shouting. Without supervisors, the petrified fellow tree men threw away the stones in their hands, but stood still and stopped moving. Instead, many supervisors ran, one hit the legs of the fellow tree men, and passed out first.

“Alas, you did it too quickly.” Dewey sighed.

“It's all about flipping faces anyway.” Hussein doesn't care.

The wall was already halfway up, but suddenly I heard a horn, and then a team came out behind the gate... soldiers?

Dewey thinks she really opened her eyes to this trip. These rat supervisors can walk upright and speak up, which has made Dewey curious about this “animal kingdom”. And this group of soldiers that came out of behind the walls almost made Dewey laugh.

This is a team... cavalry?

Around a dozen mice are much stronger than the supervisors, the wind sat on the "riding”, these rat soldiers actually wore uniform armor on each guy... except that the armor seemed to be made mostly of animal hide, and even there was a flag in the back, the flag was woven in hemp with a simple pattern of a giant eyeball.

And these cavalry seated mounts, of course, are no longer horses… but a whole team of giant "otters”.

Though not horses, the reins, cages, saddles, stirrups on these giant otters are complete. In the distance, a group of rats rushed out on the otter, leaving Dewey speechless.

But these guys were murderous, rushing out of the city gate, and quickly surrounded Dewey's line of three, holding a spear made of sharp sticks in the hands of a leading rat, pointing at the three, drinking with a sharp and ugly voice: “Outsiders! What brings you to the land of the great evil eye king! Speak up and pay your taxes! ”

Dewey caged his sleeve and smiled: “Evil Eye King... I have never heard of the existence of such a king on the continent... What can I do for you? ”

“We are His Majesty's cavalry!” Captain Mouse's proud chest: “By order of His Majesty the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, we are building a city wall here, in charge of the level here! Outsiders, pay your taxes quickly. Everybody dig out one eye and we'll get you out of here safely! ”

Chancellor? Dewey doesn't know whether to laugh or stare... this evil-eyed tyrant seems obsessed with the game of nation-building... is there a prime minister?

In any case, however, it is very difficult for three highly skilled humans to feel threatened by a dozen rats pointing at them with a tree stick. Although these rats are huge.

“We are here to see the Evil Eye King.” Dewey smiled haha.

This Mouse Cavalry Captain stunned... In fact, very few outsiders come here in this canyon kingdom, and as Cavalry Captain in the kingdom, they rarely have a chance to reveal their power in front of outsiders... It is gradually pointless to set a score on those stone tree people every day. Seeing these three outsiders, this guy was still quite excited, trembled and drank: “Bullshit! Your Majesty, do you want to see me? Dig your eyes and get out of here! ”

Dewey sighed and stopped talking.

Hussein began to strike, the knight's sword only wore a circle. After the golden light spread, the rods in the hands of the rats broke apart. The cavalry captain's head grunted and rolled to the ground. The tree otters below shook with horror. No need to shout. They jumped away and ran away.

Looking at a dead mouse in the ground, Dewey was kind of disgusted: "Can't you clean it up?” Kicked kicking shoes, shaking a few mouse hairs on them, Dewey shook his head and continued to walk forward.

He shouted a few words at his fellow petrified tree folks, but those fellow intelligent tree folks couldn't speak, so Dewey abandoned his intentions and had to walk past half the walls and continue into the canyon with the two fellows.

Through this city wall, the scene in the canyon immediately changed.

Big trees are neatly arranged on both sides… all of them are petrified, but the original living trees are petrified, sidelined by the roads, but reveal a few strange death breaths.

Beneath the feet are also slab pavements… everything here seems to be stone.

There are actually a lot of stone buildings, houses, lowlands on both sides, the square houses, the doors and windows are all dug out holes, and Dewey can see that there seems to be something else staring out.

Three outsiders walked into this strange “kingdom”.

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