The Demon King Who Lost His Job

As a result, Masefield said that he hadn't taken it seriously and didn't use all his strength to confront the enemy, which made Swinburne feel an unprecedented humiliation.

"Farewell, running dog of the empire, remember this day, because today is the end of Britain!"

"What do you mean?" Masefield squinted his eyes, thinking that something was a bit awkward. Could Swinburne still have any hole cards?

Swinburne smiled without saying a word, and fell directly into the black mud matter behind him, sinking in the blink of an eye.

The black mud matter seemed to be alive, and began to devour Swinburne's body frantically.

Swinburne's body could not be seen almost in the blink of an eye, and he might have gone to another world.

This is the last step of the former kingdom's taboo resurrection technique, living sacrifice.

It takes the lives of living people as a price to resurrect the dead in hell, and equal exchange can succeed.

Swinburne wanted to use the lives of old Sammy or Cooper as a price, but now the two of them have not returned, maybe they have been killed.

But Swinburne did not hesitate, and decided to use his own life as the price to resurrect his father, Palmer, the ghost of the ghost. This obsession was incredible!

"What is that……"

Masefield frowned and stared at the squirming black mud, always feeling a little strange.

She noticed the weird substance from the beginning, but didn't understand what it was for?

But seeing Swinburne plunged into the black mud now made Masefield a vigilant heart.

These black mud cannot be kept!

Masefield raised the sharp sword in his hand, even if it slashed, he shot out a sword aura, trying to break up this weird thing!

In the end, he was bounced by an inexplicable force, making the sword energy completely invalid!

"what happened?!"

There was a sudden gust of wind around them, gathered towards the center of the resurrection ceremony, and then suddenly dispersed!

The creeping black mud began to form a human form, and countless wandering ghosts immediately retreated, as if they were shocked by something terrifying.

Masefield couldn't open his eyes, feeling that the black mud was becoming full of human beings.

The black mud material gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man, his body decayed in large areas, revealing abrupt white bones, and a blue flame burning in his eyes.

"this is……"

Masefield's eyes widened. Although the middle-aged man's body was rotten on a large scale and his bones were crumbling, he could vaguely distinguish that this man was the overlord more than thirty years ago, Palmer, the ghost of the ghost!

The man who led the ghosts to praise and dominate the human empire is back!

Today's ghost praises are almost completely wiped out, only him, a polished commander, exists in the world, and he is still a dead spirit.

Masefield was pale, and although he could beat his son, he might not beat his father!

And Palmer is notorious, and almost shocked all human empires.

With such a prestigious man, how can his strength be underestimated by others?

At the very least, Masefield felt that he could not do this kind of thing, and naturally he did not dare to underestimate the overlord more than 30 years ago.

Therefore, Masefield's first reaction was to kill Palmer, who had just been resurrected, and must not let this dangerous factor threaten the safety of the empire.

Holding a sharp sword, Masefield mobilized all his strength to rush in front of Palmer and slashed.

Palmer had just resurrected and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a little at a loss. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know that the ghost praise was dead?

It has long since become history to create an organization that surpasses the royal power alone.

Before Palmer could figure out the situation, he saw a female knight about to attack him.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Palmer felt that he was the enemy if he swung his sword at himself.

Palmer moved, quietly avoiding Masefield's slash, leaving a faint blue spark in place.

So fast!

Masefield's heart was shocked, and the cold sweat suddenly came down. She didn't expect Palmer to be so fast that her advantage of being the first to attack disappeared!

Palmer's sharp bones immediately squeezed into a fist and hit Masefield's stomach hard.

"what!"

Masefield let out a painful cry, and his entire expression became distorted!

The armor on his body was shattered by Palmer's punch, and countless fragments flew up in the air.

A big mouthful of blood came out directly from Masefield's mouth, and the picture was horrible.

Masefield flew out like a cannonball, stumbled on the ground, rolled several times before stopping.

She bit her, slowly supporting her body from the ground.

Palmer severely wounded the First Thorns Knight with just one punch!

"Uh...cough cough..."

Masefield coughed, his face pale as paper, and he felt that although the same holy rank, the difference in strength was so great that he couldn't compete with Palmer at all.

So strong!

This is the man who was the overlord 30 years ago!?

Unexpectedly, my strength is so much worse than this man!

Masefield wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was in a state of panic.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?" Palmer asked hoarsely, and the blue flames in his eyes flashed hot.

"Call ...... call ......" Masefield breath some disorder that, some words are racked, "In order to secure the empire ...... I want to get rid of ...... get rid of you!"

"Empire?" Palmer's eyes flicked, seeing the purple and gold patterned road on Masefield's cloak, after a little thought about the long-lasting memory, he immediately understood what was going on, "Are you a royal knight of Great Britain?"

Masefield did not speak, but gritted his silver teeth and resisted the sharp pain in his abdomen.

"Huh, how dare the little royal knight provoke me? It's ridiculous, I'm not afraid that I will kill your queen?" Palmer looked proud, probably thinking that he was thirty years ago. The ghostly praise makes people fearful. Of the age.

"It's a pity that you are just a lonely family member, and you are no longer the overlord of 30 years ago. Don't think that you can act wantonly against the royal family. Your guild has disappeared in history!" Masefield resolutely said.

"Really, it is now 30 years later. I have passed away for so long..." Palmer's voice was hoarse, and the soul fire in his eyes was a bit dim. "I knew before I died, if I'm not here, I The guild created by one hand fell apart and eventually fell apart. As expected, everything was beyond what I expected..."

"If you know, then go back to hell! This doesn't belong to you!" Masefield yelled angrily.

"It's a pity that since I'm back, I won't return to the dark hell. As for the fall of the ghost praise? It doesn't matter. With my strength, I can organize a group of forces to counter the empire in minutes!" Pal The flames in Mo's eyes were burning, and it seemed that the previous lofty ambitions were not extinguished.

"Hey!" Masefield gritted his silver teeth and silently held the sharp sword, planning to die desperately and drinking Palmer to die. Such dangerous elements must not stay in the empire!

however

"Hey! Little bitch~"

There was a familiar voice behind him. As soon as Masefield turned his head, he spit on his forehead with "Pachi".

"Eh!?"

Masefield stunned suddenly, feeling the coldness of his forehead, and touching it with his hand, he felt the other party's saliva sticky.

Masefield didn't know why he was spat, and looked at the man opposite.

He was wearing a black raincoat, with Dachi on his waist, and his face covered with rags, so he could not see his true identity.

Masefield felt that the man in front of him was familiar, reminding her of a very annoying bastard.

"You...you are..."

"Hmph..." The disguised Merlin sneered, pinched her waist, and pointed to herself.

"You Elgin swordsman who chases and intercepts every day..."

"Obviously this is the uncle!"

"Remember when I slobbered you in London? Haha~"

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PS ■

Sorry, there is still no call at home at this time. I can only buy UPS to get the manuscript out. Now I go to the Internet cafe to update the code as usual. I hope you understand.

Chapter 43: Pleasure

When Palmer was just resurrected, Merlin had already arrived.

It's just that the thief was afraid of meeting the soldiers, and Merlin felt a little vacant when seeing Masefield present.

After all, he once vomited saliva in the king's capital and punched the Knight of Thorns.

So Merlin was a little worried that if he did something, or said something, he would be recognized by Masefield as the great Elgin swordsman.

After all, when Merlin and hardly rushed to the Elf Embassy, ​​they had hammered two holy rank powerhouses. If they showed their strength in front of Masefield, they would inevitably risk being suspected.

So Merlin hid his Dark Iron Adventurer Proof directly into his neck in order to make sure that he was foolproof. He also tore off the scraps of his clothes and directly covered his face.

Finally, with the cover of a black raincoat hood, you're done!Few people can recognize who Merlin is!

Moreover, in order to avoid saying too much, he scolded Masefield "little bitch", and directly rewarded her with a magical saliva, which made her lose the ability to fight and get out, hiding in the dark with his fingers. Physical needs.