Abyss Demon of All Realms

Before the broken arm fell to the ground, Carla saw that it had turned into scorching hot blood.

Slightly inhaling a bit of the hot air from above, Carla felt dizzy.

So he quickly took a few steps to the side.

But how could the besiegers around him let him go, the holy water and medicine in their hands were specially sprinkled on his wound, and it looked like they were going to beat the dog in the water, making him feel extremely aggrieved because he could only dodge...

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He turned his head and looked at the sheep-headed demon who was already at an absolute disadvantage.

Jem Watts held the knight sword in his hand, looked at Richard Watts who was covered in scars, shook his head gently, and persuaded: "Uncle, I'll give you one last chance, don't do any more useless work. Surrender!"

In fact, if it wasn't for his special instructions, Richard would have died in the siege of the soldiers long ago, and he would not be alive at all.

"Jem, as a father, I just want to save my daughter..."

Looking at the unrepentant opponent, Jem sighed slightly: "It can't be saved, we all know that even if the devil saves her, it must be saved in a form that no one wants to see, except to make Senna more painful It's meaningless beyond that, because the devil itself is a creature that has no good intentions for humans."

After a bitter smile, the other party said stubbornly, "Maybe... but I still want to give it a try."

He waved his hand and signaled the people next to him to back away. Jem took a step forward and assumed a posture that belonged to the royal family's secret swordsmanship: "For the safety of the country, I can't give you a chance, sorry uncle.

But at least I'll let you die at the hands of my fellow royal..."

"Then trouble you."

After being stunned for a moment, Richard had the same smile on his face as he always did, and he followed suit.

The same swordsmanship, close strength, but Richard knew very well that he had no chance of winning from the beginning, because his injury would not allow him to win.

However, facing the intact Jem, Richard did not feel that there was any problem with the other party's behavior, but was very happy with his style.

Be cautious and don't leave the other side a chance.

Is a suitable king candidate, at least better than the often indecisive self.

After more than a dozen moves, Richard Woz looked at the sharp sword stabbed into his body, and after laughing, he said in a voice that only he and Jem could hear: "Jem, you are really excellent, for your father Although my other uncles and I knew a little about the death, we never blamed you. Instead, we felt that you did the right thing. a king.

His continued rule has no meaning other than to plunge the country into crisis.

Don't worry about their opinions, because although they didn't say anything, but through your various actions, after seeing with your own eyes that you saved the Principality's decline, they are very satisfied with you and think you will be a good king!

As for your mother, you don’t need to worry too much. No matter how much she hates you, she is still your mother. She may hate you for ten years or 20 years, but she will still forgive you in the end, so let go of the worries in your heart. Burden, come on..."

"...Goodbye, uncle."

Gently helping Richard Watts close his eyes, Jim Watts couldn't tell what he was feeling.

Maybe it's heavy, or maybe it's other feelings, anyway, he doesn't feel happy...

Not far from Karla, with the death of Richard Woz, the struggle was about to come to an end.

It didn't take long for the body to gradually weaken as a large amount of holy water penetrated into the body through the wound.

In the end, the sharp sword penetrated into the brain through the eye socket!

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Just as Safi and the others were still celebrating loudly in the basement.

At a corner of a street not far from the Colosseum, a skinny little beggar opened his eyes from his deep sleep.

Looking in their direction, he spat in disdain, and said in a low voice, "A bunch of damn low-level creatures, who can't even destroy their souls, are they worthy of killing me?"

When Carla was in the basement, she knew that she was being targeted by other beings!

The untraceable gaze made him feel a deadly threat.

And Safi and others add to him again!

So he had no choice but to choose to play a play, at the cost of giving up most of his power, and run away secretly.

After exercising this poor and weak body, he got up and walked to the suburbs, preparing to find a secluded place to regain his strength.

Just before he could take a few steps, he was stunned.

He felt as if he smelled a familiar smell!

It wasn't from the body's sense of smell, but from his demonic soul.

His eyes followed the direction of the smell, and he saw above the sky above his head, a figure was leaning against the moon, leaning on the clouds, watching him calmly, there was no fear, no disgust, and no joy in his eyes. Just look at the indifference like a bug.

With the help of the demon's vision, after seeing the true nature of the unconcealed intention through the fake and ridiculous human appearance of the other party, Carla understood the identity of the other party, and also understood who changed her magic circle, and understood even more. another thing.

That is, I am about to die...

Karla was absolutely convinced of this.

Chapter 37: Infectious Diseases

When the sun rose, the commoners looked at the signs posted all over the city.

Everyone was shocked.

[Because of the news that someone was trying to summon demons in the capital, the Crown Prince Jem and Bishop Safi led a crowd to search the city overnight, and finally found the target in the Colosseum, beheading 124 cultists, and destroying hundreds of years ago. Destroyed the demon Karra who caused the calamity. 】

[The following are the evil organizations that were eliminated during the city search:]

[No. 411 Orla Street: 17 members of a child trafficking organization were held, all of whom have been beheaded. 】

[No. 112, Third Avenue: There are 21 members of the cult secret society, all of whom have been beheaded. 】

【………】

【………】

[A total of 946 criminals were killed in the above-mentioned actions, all of whom have been beheaded and piled up 100 meters outside the North City Gate. If citizens know about other evil organizations hiding in the city, they can report to No. 12 Huihuang Road, and the royal family will give appropriate action. Some awards. 】

"demon?"

Did such a creature come to the capital yesterday?

Faced with this information, most of the civilians were stunned.They have only heard of this legendary creature in various legends, and their hearts are more curious than fear.Hundreds of years of time and the replacement of generations and dozens of generations have long since wiped out the specific concept of demons in their hearts.

This news, for a while, didn't even feel real to them, and the touch it brought to them was not as great as that of the incidental evil organizations below.

Demons, such creatures, are too far away for them, and hearing that kind of news suddenly is far more terrifying than finding out that there is a cult den near one's home.

For the vast majority of people, when a thing hasn't involved themselves, no matter how big or serious it is, it doesn't really make much sense.

It is precisely because he understands this that Jem will let people write down the detailed addresses of those annihilated forces.

However, in any case, the suppression of so many underground forces at one time also made everyone see the courage of the royal family.

It can be expected that in the next few years, the law and order in the capital will rise sharply, and these achievements will also bring sufficient help to Jem Watts' coronation.

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On a desert island, it is pouring rain.

In a very rudimentary gathering place.

After living on the deserted island, the army of the Principality of Yar quickly regained order because the general framework of the army was still there.

Wooden houses, bonfires, and roadblocks all quickly rose up with the concerted efforts of everyone.

At this moment, sitting in the humble wooden house with a dull expression, feeling the leisurely time of heavy rain outside and light rain inside.

Harry desperately wanted to screw Jem Watts' head off!

Although these few days are not long, Harry, as a nobleman, has already experienced the hardships of the ancient primitive people's life.

Drilling wood to make fire and eating tasteless is nothing. In this ghost place, there is nothing to wipe the buttocks, and only leaves and stone chips can be used to solve the problem. This is undoubtedly something that Harry has never experienced.

Ever since someone wiped their butt with some kind of strange plant, causing the chrysanthemum to fester.

On the island now, the leaves with no fluff and serrations on the leaves have become a hot commodity among soldiers, and even caused a lot of battles.

This is simply unbearable for Harry!

He couldn't believe that the elite troops he was commanding had been reduced to fighting for leaves to wipe their ass.

If it spreads out, it can simply throw away the glory of the Duchy of Yar for thousands of years.

Since paper became popular, even savages know to use paper to wipe their butts!

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Jem Watts, you are so vicious..."

At the beginning, he thought that exile on the desert island was not a problem, especially when he had a large number of people. The mere beasts and poisonous insects were a small problem. He never thought that the reality would swell his face. .

Just when he fell into deep thought, thinking about how to get out of the predicament.

A quick knock on the door entered his ears.

that rapid frequency.

It made Harry feel that the simple wooden door he had made with great effort might not be able to withstand being knocked through in a few seconds.

But he didn't get angry, because he knew that there were only a few people who would come to him at this time, and there must be an urgent matter.

So helplessly hurriedly said, "What's the matter."

The other party replied hurriedly: "Sir, there seems to be an outbreak of an infectious disease among the soldiers. Many people say that they are full of pain and dizzy!"

"What! Infectious disease??"

Hearing the news, Harry in the wooden house immediately changed his face, stood up and pushed open the wooden door, and asked with a very serious expression, "Are you sure they have contracted an infectious disease?"

"It should be true. There are hundreds of people who have the exact same symptoms. Many of them don't know each other and have never eaten together. It can't be food poisoning!"

After being confirmed, Harry's complexion began to change constantly, just like the Sichuan opera.

Each of his soldiers has undergone years of hard training, and the weakest are far superior to ordinary people.

With their physical fitness, it is basically impossible for them to contract diseases, let alone infectious diseases, but nothing is absolute, and occasionally there will be very few exceptions, that is, extremely dangerous diseases are born in this place. , its strength can even affect warriors far beyond ordinary people.

This is absolutely fatal danger for them who have no medical conditions at all.

Although there are several doctors on the island who are with the army, they don't even have medicine, which is basically equivalent to giving it for nothing.

In the past, the best way to deal with such a situation was to isolate and kill the infected.

Strangle it in the bud before it spreads!

But Harry had to think about another thing, and that was what would happen if he did something like this on this deserted island?

This group of soldiers was exiled to the desert island because of the defeat, and many contradictions have been accumulated in their hearts!

It was all due to his previous accumulation and psychological habits that Harry could still calm them down.

If at this critical juncture, they find that Harry is trying to kill his colleagues again, these people are very likely to cause a mutiny!

That was even more of a great danger to Harry, and he couldn't help but think carefully.

After pacing at the door for a while, he said with a serious face to the guard who reported the news in front of him: "Choose a remote place, first let people gather all the sick patients there, and then call the doctor to me, I have something to ask him!"

After receiving the order, the other party immediately looked shocked as if he had found the backbone:

"Yes!"

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Harry's serious face immediately became a little frowning.

He really didn't think of anything.

I can only isolate first, and then pretend to do my best to treat it. No matter if it works or not, I have to make the appearance first!

Although there is no medicine, no matter how you treat it, it will be a waste of time...

But as long as the appearance is made, it should be enough to perfunctory soldiers...

More detailed things, but also need to listen to the doctor's opinion Caixing.

After all, there is no medicine, but the experience is still there.

If they thought they could still save them, Harry had no reason to sacrifice those soldiers.

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More than two months later.

The middle-aged officer who was in charge of monitoring the deserted island and preventing the people above from building their own ships and escaping stood on the deck of the warship, looking at the lifeless deserted island in the distance.

There was only chill and fear in my heart.

The gathering place that was built not long ago on the island is now only a blackened ruin.