The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 316 Please Be Attention When The Demon King Appears (8)

The devil has put away the box full of 'gems'. The ice element box, which is twice the size of a human palm, made the old man emit lemon-like acid. Hearing what the old man said, the devil nodded and agreed. Under the gazing gaze of the old man, the Demon King raised his hand, and very casually picked a seed from the lime fruit tree and put it into his box.

"...Why!" The old man said angrily, "Little girl, do you have any tricks?! Why didn't I see it?!"

The Demon King, who was actually a thousand years older than the other party, did not change his expression. She could also see that the old man did not really want her to help, but just wanted to see how she picked the seeds of the lime tree. Plants are very special. Its flowers, fruits, and seeds are all very sensitive plants. When the flowers fall, they can be picked up and used, but the fruits and seeds cannot be touched by anyone, unless you have strong control over ice elements. It is an ice mage, otherwise it would be impossible to pick the lime fruit and its seeds, which will turn into water and explode immediately upon contact.

The devil's way of picking the seeds was too casual, which made people think in other directions instead of thinking that she is a very powerful ice mage.

"Forget it, little girl, you didn't do anything, did you?" the old man said, and his words made Berg pick up the epee with a cold face.

The devil's appearance and temperament are indeed outstanding, but at the same time it also gives people a very dangerous and dark feeling. This is a major effect of the BUFF, the source of all evil. Unless the mental power is strong enough to be immune to the BUFF effect, the devil will always look like a big villain. , although the title 'Devil King' is full of villains, except for the powerful gods who were born, plus the current Berger, the Demon King has indeed not met other people who can be immune to the BUFF of the source of all evil. In terms of strength and power, the devil king is strong enough and is the god who protects them. Even the source of all evil is the sun in their eyes.

"Sir, if you doubt my young lady, throw away the seeds that she picked, otherwise it will be bad if you die halfway and blame our young lady." Berg stated in a cold tone.

"It's true, you are still suspicious of asking for help from the younger generation. Okay, Corin, we can go now." The wood mage in the green mage robe came over with a smile and smoothed things over, "Didn't you say you want to go?" Do you want to plant a lime fruit tree in the yard for Elena? Hurry up, the conditions and time for planting a lime fruit tree are extremely harsh."

"Got it, got it!" The old man named Corian put away the box. None of the ice mages he knew could pick the seeds of the lime fruit tree, so he invited this man in a dark blue dress , A woman who feels very disturbed to help, I am afraid that I will miss this opportunity, and I am afraid that he will not be able to plant a lime fruit tree for his wife until he dies.

For some reason, Corian felt an ominous premonition. He suppressed this inexplicable sense of restlessness, and left the lime fruit forest with his companions.

"Miss, is there anything special about them?" Berg saw that the Demon King had been watching the two elderly mages leave.

The Demon King turned to look at Berg, "Then let's go directly to the West Icefield."

There is the source of death, enough death energy can make the god of death in Berger's body come alive, let Berg go to the edge of life and death to activate the god of death with his own desire to survive and dying, the devil thinks he can't do it She realizes that this person was rescued by her in this world anyway, and it is impossible to let him die again.

Berger frowned, the devil's attitude of not holding any grudges made him add a little to Coriando in the little book in his heart.

"Borg."

"...the subordinates are here."

"What are you upset about?"

"..."

There was a silence between Berg and the Demon King, and doubtful emotions appeared in the Demon King's eyes, and Berg was silent for too long.

"Borg." The Demon King called his name again.

"I don't know." Berger said with a straight face, "When I see others treating you like that, I feel extremely angry. As your believer, I think this emotion is normal."

"Then why have you been silent for so long?" The Demon King also thought it was normal.

"...I, I feel sorry for you. When you were suspected, I not only felt anger, but also a tingling sensation like being pricked by a needle. It was very uncomfortable. I don't know if this kind of emotion is normal." Berg bowed his head Eyebrows slowly said, "As a believer and a subordinate, I don't think I care about your position and status."

"You can." The Demon King turned his head and avoided Berg's sight. "I allow it."

"Yes!" Berg's eyes suddenly lit up. Does this mean that he has been promoted from an ordinary follower to the right hand of His Majesty the Demon King?But Berg still felt empty in his heart, as if he hadn't been satisfied. He looked at the demon king walking in front of him, and couldn't help clenching his fists. He felt that his desire was expanding. After being killed, Berg would feel satisfied and happy, but now he is becoming more and more dissatisfied. He seems to want more from the Demon King—trust?status?Or strength?Realizing this, Berg's eyes became dark.

He seemed to want to be the only one in the eyes of the devil.

The world is right about one thing, the demons will infinitely expand your inner desires until they completely degrade you, and then eat your soul.

What if the devil wants to eat his soul?

Berg thought that he would sacrifice himself without hesitation, and he would not let out a cry of pain. He had even thought about what he would be like at that time—watching the devil eat himself in a daze.

This is what believers should do. If the devil wants to eat human souls, then as a believer, he must be the first one.

Today is also a day to worship and believe in the devil, and praise the supreme god of the abyss.

Berg gave a perfect answer to his complex emotions, adjusted his mood and continued to follow behind the Demon King loyally and docilely, his eyes were full of the idea that His Majesty the Demon King is the most perfect god in the world, whether it is light or darkness, whether it is fire It is still a flood, nothing in the abyss, she is supposed to be the strongest and the best, and the world should not misunderstand her, but they all have the idea that if it is not our race, it must be different.

Leaving the Blooming Forest, the sight suddenly opened up, and Berg's heart seemed to open up accordingly.

The Demon King glanced at Berg, whose brows and eyes were much more relaxed. He didn't know what her disciple wanted to understand, but as long as he was happy, he was her person after all, and he couldn't escape.

There was no one else around, Berger called back the Demon King as His Majesty: "Your Majesty!"

The Demon King looked at Berg in response, his face was expressionless, but it gave people the feeling that his blood was boiling, as if he had found his life goal.

"I want to write a tribute to you!"

Praise refers to books dedicated to praising the gods and recording the events of the gods, which cannot be written by believers who are not absolutely devout enough to be able to communicate with the gods.

The demon king was puzzled, and slowly asked a question mark, but seeing Berger's enthusiasm, although he was a little ashamed, he still nodded and agreed.

"Then if I have any questions, can I ask you?" A devout believer, the future God of Death looked at the Demon King with piercing eyes.

"Yes." The Demon King had no reason to refuse, she paused slightly, and added: "I have always been here."

Berg's heart was beating like thunder, and he thought: Is this what those believers in the Holy See of Light said, "God is equal to me"?Sure enough, he was so excited that he almost couldn't help but knelt down and kissed the hem of the god he believed in. Berg barely stabilized himself, and he couldn't blaspheme his god abruptly.

(End of this chapter)