The society is afraid that Shota Demon King just wants to be a salted fish

Several members of the Maple Leaf team gathered around Xu Lulu, comparing the recipes in Xu Lulu's hands and handing over the required ingredients one by one.

This is also a helpless move.

Who makes Xu Lulu's luck inexplicably good...

They found that the probability of dropping high-quality props from monsters that Xu Lulu killed was more than doubled.

Just smash a jar and you'll get a bunch of gold coins. There's a one-third chance of getting the potion...

It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the illegitimate daughter of the goddess of luck.

"Oh!"

As the golden light soared into the sky, the pot lid soared into the sky with a whistling sound.

Above the mouth of the pot, an exquisite plate of strange dishes containing two large and three small meatballs floated out.

Although they couldn't figure out where the plate came from...

They disappear inadvertently after each use...

So far, the top three questions among adventurers are: When did the plate disappear...

No one has ever seen it with their own eyes…

[Crab-flavored spider pig meatballs (exquisite): Delicious 91%. After eating, the maximum life limit is temporarily increased by 15%, the life recovery is temporarily increased by 3 points per second, and the physical recovery speed is increased by one-third. 】

After seeing the properties of this dish, everyone looked like it was natural.

Xu Lulu should be shocked if she makes a dish with a deliciousness value of less than [-].

Now their team has a total of four ingredients for crab-flavored spider pig meatballs, and of course they are all made at once.

In addition, there are more than a dozen ingredients for Dusk Fruit Ice Cream, and you only need to make six.

[Dusk Fruit Ice Cream (Exquisite): Delicious 85, the total magic power increases by 15% after fullness, and the magic power recovery increases by 3 points per second. 】

Place all the dishes on the stone table next to the cooking pot, with exactly six stone benches surrounding it.

They had finished eating, but they had to do something important - help Li Zhuang get a new shield.

Not long ago, they found the leader-level giant horned pig that appeared nearby.

Although we already know the opponent's attack methods, for the sake of safety, we still need to fill up the state...

...

Demon King's City, somewhere in the open space.

Yan Mu and the Four Demon Gods gathered on the lawn again.

"Are you really sure you are right this time?" Yan Mu expressed disbelief.

The Four Demon Gods were embarrassed, they were really not sure.

It's just that the aura of this demon world is very similar to their demon world.

The main reason is that there are too many cracks in this world, and who knows which demon world it will be connected to.

"Let's get started." Seeing the four of them hesitate to speak, Yan Mu probably knew.

"Yes, Lord Demon King..." The four of them did not stop after receiving the order, and worked together to input chaotic magic power into the magic circle that had been drawn on the ground.

The magic circle slowly began to emit strong spatial fluctuations, and the surrounding space was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

"Crack!" About half an hour later, the air about two meters above the ground was like a mirror smashed by stones, with white cracks appearing.

But the real crack finally stopped at one meter wide and stopped moving...

Yan Mu: "..."

Did Deceiver and the others regress in the Demon King's City? Why are they so weak? The first crack they opened was still one finger long...

"Lord Demon King! We can't hold on any longer!"

Looking at Yan Mu, who was still curious about the baby, the four of them couldn't help but remind him.

Yan Mu was a little embarrassed when he remembered the business, and immediately transformed into the dragon form, stretched out his sharp nails towards the crack that was like the eye of a needle to the dragon's claws, and quickly pulled to the side.

After expanding the space, he used both claws to tear open the crack easily.

But Yan Mu's expression was a little strange, and the feel of this crack was obviously wrong.

It was more than ten times more difficult than before for him to tear apart the deceitful demon world...

"It seems to be wrong again..."

The four demon gods also saw the opposite world from the entrance of the cave.

There were two confused twelve-winged angels over six meters tall.

It was obviously fighting before. An angel with white wings and fire was holding a cross spear made of golden light and pressing it against the heart of the black-winged angel under her.

The angel with black wings had one hand pierced from the palm of his hand, and the other hand was firmly against the light spear that had cut through the skin of his chest. Golden blood flowed everywhere around him.

"What kind of birdman is this? It's so big!" Lust looked at the two angels in confusion and asked.

The faces of the two angels who were struggling suddenly turned dark.

"What kind of birdman? Let me see?" Yan Mu heard that there was a birdman, and he suddenly became interested. He had seen all kinds of orcs, but he had never seen a birdman...

The two angels watched as a huge head stretched out from the opposite crack.

"Isn't this an angel?" Yan Mu's eyes shone as he thought about it and asked, "Are you interested in joining my Demon King's City?"

"..." The scene fell silent for a while.

"Demon...Demon King's City!" Freya's pupils narrowed. She remembered that thousands of years ago, the Holy Church had completely sealed away the demons in this world...

He is now about to execute this damn traitor who has fallen into darkness.

Compared to Freya's calmness, Rosalind, as a fallen angel, was simply frightened.

If you fall into darkness, you will be suppressed by the strength or bloodline of the demon superiors.

According to her current strength, in the Demon Realm, she would be on an equal footing with the Demon King.

What the hell is this monster that has the strength and blood in front of me to double suppress him!

Freya took back the spear in her hand, her eyes suddenly became solemn, then she slowly closed her eyes and began to sing:

"The power of the earth, the light of the sky, and the power of light are gathered in my hands. Holy light, please listen to my words and guide me on the path of light..."

Yan Mu was confused. If he disagreed, he would perform a talent for himself? So he curiously asked the fallen angel lying on the ground with half his life: "What is she doing?"

The fallen angel was speechless. Isn't it obvious that he was reciting a spell? I always feel like this guy is a bit stupid.

But she still answered: "She is reciting the Holy Judgment..."

The angel with white wings is still singing:

"Call the holy fire to burn the darkness, the sword blade shines, and cuts off sin. Use my body to turn into a spear, and use my wings to protect all directions..."

Yan Mu moved closer. Not to mention, the effect of this angel's singing was full.

The soft golden light shone through the gaps in the dark clouds on the angel chanting the spell, and a large number of feathers composed of holy light slowly fell from the sky.

I can still vaguely hear the light and sweet singing from the sky, and I feel much relaxed physically and mentally.

"It sounds pretty good..." Yan Mu affirmed.

"Don't you feel any discomfort?"

The fallen angel couldn't figure it out. It stands to reason that as long as the other party is a demon and is in the divine judgment, his whole body will be burned and he will be in pain...

"No, it's warm. I feel quite comfortable." Yan Mu said nonchalantly, and then asked, "Is she going to hit you?"

Fallen Angel: "..."

The fallen angel just wants to say that he is not worthy enough to open up to the Seraph...

"Do you think it's possible that she's planning to hit you?" The fallen angel felt a little dazed by this strange creature.

"How is that possible? This is the first time I've seen her. Why did you hit me?" Yan Mu expressed disbelief.

Fallen Angel: "..."

"Demon... Lord Demon King, please... be careful, the opponent is very strong." At this time, Guilty, who was struggling to hold on under the terrifying pressure of heaven and earth, spoke with difficulty.

Only then did Yan Mu notice that the four people behind him were a little embarrassed and their whole bodies were trembling.

The fallen angel was surprised, the guy in front of him turned out to be the devil!

Then why didn't he sense the slightest breath of chaos from him?

But I still kindly reminded: "You should leave with your subordinates. Even if you are very strong, if you are hit, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die..."

"While the chanting is not over yet, there is still time..."

Yan Mu had no intention of leaving. He also wanted to see if he could take an angel back to Demon King's City. How could he leave just as he said so?

Moreover, according to his perception, the opponent's strength was only around level ninety-eight to ninety-nine. According to his sense of danger, it was considered harmless.

At this time, the angel with white wings was still singing, and his tone became more and more high-pitched!

"The afterglow of the morning, the light of dawn, illuminates the way forward and demonstrates justice. Heaven and earth are witnesses, faith is eternal, the chant of angels breaks through the darkness - divine judgment!"

The tall angel with white wings burst out with a dazzling light from the spear in his hand, making Yan Mu unable to open his eyes.

The holy light went from being warm and genial to being aggressive, completely losing its previous softness.

"Bang!!!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a dull loud noise, and Yan Mu felt the tip of his nose being lightly touched, and a warm breeze blew by, and then nothing more...

Freya finally breathed a sigh of relief after hitting the opponent's head with one blow. This was the strongest single target attack in the temple!

Even if the Demon King breaks through the seal, he will be seriously injured even if he is not killed by this blow.

When the light dissipated, the devastated battlefields for thousands of kilometers around had been replaced by lush grass and flowers.

Yan Mu's eyes widened, my dear, this is simply a magical greening skill!

"Too strong!" Yan Mu gave a thumbs up!

"Of course! This is my full strength...well..."

Freya answered proudly, then was stunned.

Why does this voice sound familiar?

Her eyes are still completely white now, and her body cannot move at all.

Even a top angel like her would need a long time to relieve the residual power caused by the attack compressed by pure holy light.

"Fallen Angel, do you know this skill?" Yan Mu looked at the Fallen Angel who seemed to be even more depressed and asked.

"Hey, you're okay?" The fallen angel was full of questions.

Her eyes were now completely white, but she still subconsciously said: "Yes... yes..."

Freya was stunned when she heard the two people chatting together again...

who I am? where am I? What did I just do?

She even wondered if the full-force attack just now was her dream. Did I remember it wrong?

Could it be that I didn’t actually use any skills at all?

Shouldn't it? The power of Holy Light in my body has been reduced by half, because I let go of the consumption of Holy Judgment...

"It's all over if you know how." Yan Muren stood up and clapped his hands: "Aren't you a fallen angel? Which Demon King's City is not the Demon King's City? Come and settle in my Demon King's City."

Rosalind, who had not yet recovered, continued to nod subconsciously.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Yan Mu dragged the fallen angel who could not move on the ground into the Demon King's City, and the cracks quickly disappeared.

It wasn't until the cracks completely disappeared that the Four Demon Gods felt relieved.

They didn't want to experience the feeling of attribute restraint and immobility just now again.

...

The moment she passed through the rift, Rosalind noticed the difference.

The grass beneath me became softer, and the fragrance of flowers disappeared. Only the faint scent of green grass hit the tip of my nose...

This is a fragrance she hasn't smelled in tens of thousands of years...

When her vision was completely restored and her body was able to move, what struck her eyes were four adult demons standing beside her, and a white-haired child whose height was less than her knees.

All in all, it's small and cute.

Yes, even with the aesthetics of angels being infinitely elevated, I still feel very cute...

Looking at the beating hair on the top of his head with a strand of golden hair, she subconsciously stretched out her index finger to touch his head.

Yan Mu: "..."

The expressions of the four deceitful people were not very good immediately. This new guy started to attack the Demon King as soon as he came over.

At this time, Rosalin also realized that her approach was inappropriate...

If I guessed correctly, the white-haired child in front of me is the Demon King here.

After all, the shimmering golden pupils of the giant dragon just now are really unforgettable, as well as the cute Shota Yin.

"It doesn't matter." Noticing the changes in the four deceitful people, Yan Mu waved his hand: "You will be colleagues from now on, so you must get along well."

"By the way, this is the life potion. Take it first to recover from your injuries." With that said, Yan Mu took out a large bottle of life potion from his backpack and handed it to the fallen angel.

Rosalin was a little confused. This potion was a bit small...

She held the potion between her thumb and forefinger, although she felt that the potion might have no effect...

With his current injuries, there is basically no possibility of recovery within a thousand years.

But the cute devil still has to give him face...

He carefully brought the potion in front of him, trying to open the cork with the power of holy light.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what material this weird bottle is made of, so the power of the Holy Light had no effect at all and was completely isolated...

I could only use the nails of my other hand to gently pull out the cork, raise my head and take a sip. Well, it was sweet.

Then she soon felt something was wrong, and a surging vitality burst out of her body!

The three broken wings, the pierced palm of his left hand, the broken ribs and hundreds of large and small scars on his body are recovering at an extremely fast rate!

"Is this okay?" After a while, she no longer felt any discomfort and was still warm...

This was the first time she felt warmth since she fell into darkness for nearly a thousand years.

I thought I would lose my sense of temperature forever, but I didn't expect that I could feel it again after a thousand years...

Rosalin's eyes slowly became foggy, and then big tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes...

If Yan Mu hadn't dodged quickly, the giant teardrop would have almost hit Yan Mu on the head.

However, there were still some tears splattered on my hands.

[Tears of the Holy Angel (Legend): According to legend, the life span of ordinary people increased by 1000 years after taking the tears of angels. The higher the strength, the worse the effect. 】

"..." I feel like this system is ruining the atmosphere...

But Yan Mu honestly took out a few large bottles of life potion, poured the potion inside directly on the ground, and began to catch Rosalin's tears.

This damn collecting habit...

The four demon gods were immediately confused. Their own demon king didn't play according to the routine at all...

Rosalind was also confused. Yan Mu's operation made her unable to cry...

"Hey? Why is it gone?" Yan Mu looked up at the fallen angel.

The cute and confused expression on his face directly made Rosalind laugh.

Gently activating the power of the Holy Light, he controlled the last tears from the corners of his eyes to float into the empty bottles beside Yan Mu.

Smiling Nightmare introduced herself like a flower: "Lord Demon King, I am the ninth-level peak archangel Rosalind Alan Raphael Sally. I will always be loyal to Lord Demon King..."

A holy mark mixed with black slowly floated in front of Yan Mu and blended into Yan Mu's chest.

"I will be the guardian angel of the Demon King from now on. When the Demon King is fatally injured, the damage will be directly transferred to me~"

"So the Demon King must protect himself~"

Rosalind smiled from the bottom of her heart. She had the unique perception of human nature of the angel clan. What she felt from the lovely devil in front of her was kindness without any purpose.

This is a miracle that is almost impossible to appear in this world...

"..." Yan Mu felt a little numb. Why had he been trying to find more ways to save his life these past two days?

...

At this time, there was a battlefield full of flowers somewhere in the Saint Galan continent.

Freya looked at the empty place around her and fell into deep thought...

Was it really just a figment of imagination?

...