The Devil's Escape Diary

Looking at the remaining five people, the Lord of Death tilted his head: "How about you?"

These five death lords want to cry without tears, how can they be thrown out!

One of them tentatively said: "Why...Shall we wait? How many legends will die?"

"Are you incompletely transformed or a spy sent by the living?" Cicitro waved.

Not surprisingly, this guy was also thrown out.

The remaining four people were crying, and one of them quickly said: "I think the Lord, in fact, it would be disadvantageous for us to attack this!"

"Finally someone said something like something, how about the three of you?"

One of them quickly said: "Yes! We should outsmart!"

"It's time to outwit!"

"It's time to outwit!"

The other two followed.

"Throw out the other two who have no opinion!" Cicitro looked impatient: "Really, what are you doing? Okay, let's talk about it, what are you going to do?"

The legend who spoke first swallowed his breath, and then said: "The world of the living has great limitations on our dead souls. The number of us in a certain place and the time we appear will be born. The rules of the world of the author are repelling, so... the storm should not be just superficial, it should be carried out in secret, we need more mainland creatures to assist."

"carry on."

"Those intelligent creatures are far less united than we thought. If they provoke their relationship, they will fight on their own."

"This is just a secret battlefield." Another legend hurriedly said: "In the frontal battlefield, we can use more newly dead guys to let those living see their lost relatives, friends, and most of their own combat power."

"Not bad." Ciciter nodded, "It's a way, um, how about the dark elf?"

"Almost prepared."

"Then send the messenger out." Sicitro said, closing his eyes: "It's time for my favorite creature to embrace death again. Every time this time is the most interesting time, there is always something to live. Good.... but the guy who wants to die for various reasons."

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The first demons.

A week has passed since the summit, and the legends have basically finished their conversation.

At this time, it was time for Nathrez to deal with his family affairs.

In front of him, his two sons are standing here.

"This time." Nathrez said, "Tildard, you handled it well."

"Thank you Father," Tildade said respectfully.

Timdal raised his head incredibly: "Father, big brother...big brother, he obviously didn't do anything! He even killed Hardy."

Nasrez looked at his second son: "It was you Timdal who killed Hardy. What do you think the king gave you?"

"No... didn't you take Hughes back?"

Nathrez shook his head: "Tildard, tell your brother what do you think?"

Tildard opened his mouth and said, "It's contingency and handling."

"My family's layout is to get a good experimental body. If it can, I will bring Huus back at any cost, but... that was his high-level thing, and that was the second offense that he offended. Most of the nobles of the Demon Race were thrown into Winter's City. It was him... before he was so dazzling."

"I have considered these too!" Timdal said quickly: "Now Cruz is seriously injured. This is our only chance!"

"Why did you only see Cruze?" Tildade asked, "How about Hugh's own development? Two years of sanctuary, the dragon contractor, we are not only facing the second demons, but also a flame giant. Dragon, even... and the Holy Empire."

"The identity of Hughes has been verified. He has involved too many people and things. Even if we succeed, we will not only face the pressure of the second demons. If we do not succeed, we are equivalent to Offended the quasi-legendary Husseus, angered the Second Demon Race and the Holy Empire, not to mention that our plan was originally opposed by the Holy Empire."

Tildard looked at his younger brother: "Different times require different choices. Times change quickly, and choices will change faster!"

"Yes." Nasrez stood up: "There are no eternal friends or enemies. As a leader, you must have the ability to judge the situation, the courage to know how to make choices, and the ability to tear your face apart. The decision-making power to shake hands in seconds. Of course, my demons still have the courage to move forward."

"Four, your elder brother occupies three, and you... only one. This is not a simple task, but a test for you Timdal." Nasrez said: "Look at the map, look Look at what you like within the land of the First Demon Race."

With that said, Nathrez left here.

ps: Oh my god, the hedgehog cat PC terminal is actually maintained!I have forgotten to save the address of the author's backend. I still find someone to come to the backend address.But... the app is not affected.This maintenance seems to be an upgrade for the stepmother to raise the PC terminal.There are too many wise anti-human operations in the pc terminal...

Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen: Not You

The highest prison in the United States of America.

Gandolf is personally interrogating the three rebellious magicians.

There were actually four of these magicians, and one of them had already been taken out.

There was nothing good about the remaining three people at this time, let alone their bodies, under the torture of magic, their spirits were also severely damaged.

The magician is famous for interrogation.

Gandolf raised his hand, and the recorder next to him closed the book in his hand.

The Speaker of the Mage Union looked at the three guys in front of him, and asked, "How many others can breathe?"

The sanctuary mage raised his head slightly. It is a good thing that the mage's spiritual power is strong, but at the stage of being interrogated, he would actually rather not have this spiritual power, so that he fainted.

But... he is now the only one who can talk now.

Gandolf took out his information and said, "You are 21 years old and were selected to be in the Sky City. Your grades in the Magic Academy are not bad. You are kind and yearning to join the Sky City. You found your wife when you entered the Sky City for the fifth year and became the pillar and pride of your family."

Gandoff closed the information in his hand and asked: "You love to show off your work, and you like the look in the eyes of others that envy you. I'm curious...why do you choose to betray?"

The sanctuary mage twitched: "To be honest, I never thought that one day I would actually be able to talk to you, the speaker. Is this also something that must be explained?"

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it." Gandolf stretched his hands: "After all, you have explained everything that should be explained. This is just my personal problem. Later you will meet the trial of the parliament. I just don't understand how you are happy. His family has a job that his family and proud of, and has the status of a superior magician. Why give up your superior life?"

"Superior?" The magician smiled miserably: "Are you saying that my job is superior? Did you know? I couldn't believe it when I was selected into the Sky City! I thought I really got a share A superior job, I didn’t know until I came to the Sky City. My job... is just the registrar who opens and closes the door! All you need is a guy who knows magic."

"No." Gandolf replied: "Besides this screening, there are these conditions for correct morality. There will be a lot of magic, and it is your luck to choose you."

"Are you lucky?" The magician shook his head: "I was just a low-level magician at the time! I thought I entered the Sky City for further study! It was to improve my strength, but...I came here just to do miscellaneous That’s it! I don’t even have time to learn magic! I was already going to change my job to become an alchemist, so that I can at least earn some gold coins, but...the Sky City disrupted my plan, and then It has sealed my way forward!"

"With all due respect." Gandolf knocked on the notebook on the table: "Your assessment of magical potential is mediocre. If not surprisingly, the mid-level mage is your limit. As for the alchemist... it is very dangerous. There are many people who are big, and many of them are middle-level and high-level. I don’t think you have any advantages."

"But it's better than watching the gate in the Sky City?" The magician shook his head and said: "All you need is the guy who keeps the gate. The elemental summoning creatures can all come to work!"

Gandolf nodded: "Yes, this world is like this. Some people give orders from above, and others follow orders from below. Is it just this reason that you defected? Your family doesn't want it?"