The Dragon of Gluttony starts from the hell plane

Chapter 231 The Lost Devil

"Everyone, please see, this is our horse farm... here, qualified war horses are produced every day."

"Yes, yes, every day~"

The drow elf and the little flower demon who were responsible for the introduction were responding and introduced various tasks in the Northern Territory: "After the production, what the horse herder has to do is to arrange the competition between the war horses... and then according to the comprehensive performance of each war horse. Ranking based on strength.”

Yes, although the horse farms in the Northern Territory produce horses on a regular basis every day, each horse is not carved from the same mold.

But there are slight differences in performance and numerical values.

Moreover, depending on the level of the horse farm, the horses produced may have some skills... such as [Struggle Heart] and [Pure Heart].

It is impossible for Semu Nanajima to wake up every day and check the attributes of the new horses. That would really be too much to do every day.

This is not how daily tasks are done... Semu Nananoshima knows the price of being too lazy when playing games.

Have you ever played a game until you died suddenly? ?

It just so happens that there are many people in the Northern Territory who don't have much talent as professionals, and there aren't that many clerical jobs in the Northern Territory itself.

A special horseman was arranged to test the attributes of the horses.

"Ahem, everyone, look here..."

The drow said this, pointing to a sign with some patterns and words on it, and she said: "Finally, each batch of war horses will be sorted according to various values, and they will enter this ranking together with the war horses of the past generations."

On this big sign, the numbers of many war horses are clearly marked, and there are combinations of words and numbers next to them.

It can be vaguely seen...

It's words like [T0], [T0.5], [T1], etc. It's hard to understand what it means.

"Well, may I ask...what is the meaning of the combination of those Celtic words [T] and numbers?"

"Yeah, I don't know either."

"Correct."

"..."

Some newcomers to the Northern Territory who were visiting and choosing jobs for their future asked this question, and the little flower demon responded immediately:

"The smaller the number, the more powerful the horse is! As for the meaning of [T0] and [T1], I don't know... This is arranged by the boss Longlong and the second son Shishi~hehe~"

Looking at these newcomers who seemed to understand but not understand, the drow cleared his throat and prepared to lead everyone to the next place of work.

Next is the kitchen...

There are many, many new residents who will do some kitchen work in the end... because the food in the Northland is really super good.

The variety of dishes is outrageous, so a lot of chefs are needed.

In addition, even if these territorial residents know nothing, they must be able to cook... Before joining the Northern Territory, they must have cooked their own meals, there is no doubt about this.

However, at this time...

"Chief, there's a situation."

Another drow said this, and while the drow leader was explaining the matter in a daze, he quickly approached and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Jili Gua La~ Jili Gua La... That's what happened. Lady Nesta and the Third Boss have passed by. Chief, do you want to go and see too?"

Regarding the drow's reward, the drow leader nodded and entrusted the work to the little flower demon and the new drow.

He quickly hurried towards the entrance of the Northern Territory.

When the drow leader arrived, Nesta, the mage girl, Sebubelia, and two orcs, the second general and the third general, were already waiting at the door.

Standing opposite them seemed to be the Ex-Machines who had just finished their registration...not just one person, but eleven people.

The drow leader looked at the registration records and found that all of them were warrior professionals.

Eleven Machina warriors.

Well, it is not surprising that eleven warriors joined the Northern Territory.

The strange thing is...these eleven people are machines.

Why did the Ex-Machina join the Northern Territory? The Ex-Machina's hometown is in heaven, and there is absolutely no way they will suffer "the destruction of their homeland" or anything like that.

This is clearly different from those refugees.

"..."

There's something fishy about this... everyone knows it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the eleven Ex-Machines who had completed their registration silently walked into the Northern Territory.

The Ex-Machines didn't seem to be aware of the people observing him around them, and they didn't know whether these people were the superiors of the Northern Territory.

This is normal, after all, if he joined without a special purpose, then naturally he would not recognize these leaders.

"Sebbeliah...what do you think?"

The mage girl asked, and her intuition told her that something was not right. She pondered: "Eleven people...twenty-two people, is there any connection between them?"

The mage girl who said this clearly thought of the [Twenty-Two Mecha Killers] who had been chasing them before.

From this point of view, it is best and safest to arrest him directly... After all, Nesta is here this time.

As soon as Nesta took action, all troubles were solved.

But...if these eleven warriors are innocent, then it would not be good to blame them directly.

Mainly because things can get awkward.

At this time, the mage girl will be very emotional...

It would be great if the second sister was here at this time. As long as the second sister randomly pulls the tentacles in the air a few times, the problem will be solved.

It's very easy to find the mole.

Although the mage girl didn't quite understand the principle.

"How to do?"

As Herilinde said this, she obviously also thought of the previous [Twenty-Two Mecha Killers] and asked the mage girls for their opinions.

Herilinde is now very proficient in Common Tongue.

In comparison…

"Hey, do you want to end up being left? I'm quite tired of it."

It was obvious that Blackstone Pearl learned Common Language earlier than Herilind and his demonic subordinates, but what he speaks to this day is still strange.

The only one that is proficient and has extremely standard pronunciation is the sentence "In what age are you still smoking traditional cigarettes?" ].

The pronunciation is so standard that it could be written into a textbook.

"I'm not sure, maybe... it will be business as usual."

The mage girl said this and looked at the eleven mecha warriors who walked into the Northern Territory silently. She said: "I can only, please Nesta, please keep an eye on each other... Only you are more suitable in the territory." ”

After all, strength is here.

"I understand..."

After Nesta nodded in response.

"Meow~ Nesta, you are already very busy, meow..."

The voice of the Cat Druid came from the low wall on the side: "Just let me keep an eye on each other~"

"sorry to bother you."

"It's not troublesome, meow~ After all, I'm doing it for yong... After all, I'm doing it for Boss Belxi, meow~"

————The devil’s dividing line————

After [Kespi Baoguo] opened his eyes, the first thing he saw... was sunlight.

It's light, light...

"Ah...what a nostalgic sight."

[Kespi Baoguo], or the devil with the body of Kespi Baoguo said to himself, and he lightly scratched his face.

In the next moment, the golden hair that originally belonged to Kespi Baoguo quickly turned into a fiery red.

No, it's not [fiery], but deeper, a burgundy color that symbolizes the devil.

Just like his body on the 666th level of the abyss.

Moreover, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the originally iconic horse face of the Guoguo family also became shorter after being possessed by the devil.

The whole person looks a lot more handsome.

It can even be said that at this moment, he can hardly tell that he is [Kespi Baoguo].

"Getting melted while going to the bathroom... so funny."

The devil, who got the truth about the melting time from the memory of Kespi Baoguo, looked towards the direction of the royal city while talking to himself.

Now, the rebel army has already headed in that direction.

Although Mr. Devil would never follow him, he had to go there now... because of the contract.

In the contract with Kespi Baoguo, it was clearly stated that... he would help him wake up his father, so he wanted to go there.

Even if it only wakes up for a second and allows it to be controlled again the next second, he must fulfill the agreement.

Even now Kespi Baoguo is dead.

The devil abides by the spirit of the contract very much.

"..."

While he was in deep thought, the devil released a kind of... wonderful power, which was not magic power or some kind of energy.

This is something specious.

If Bel Xi were here, he might realize... that this is similar to the circles of [fluctuations] that Da Zhuang released before.

But it's just similar.

The lines released by the devil can cover a very short range, almost only covering a hundred meters around the body, and they only last for a short time.

Moreover, it is not clear what such power does.

But soon...

"Hey~"

Accompanied by the sound of deer, a creature resembling a sika deer walked through the bushes blankly and came to Mr. Devil's side.

The devil naturally put his hand on the deer, and soon...

The confusion in the deer's eyes disappeared.

"..."

"Can't you find a better body?"

It was very scary. A female-like voice came out of the deer's mouth, and its eyes also showed human disgust.

"You know what? The stink of aasimo...beasts is really noticeable."

However, because of the deer's words, Mr. Devil's name was also learned... Asmo, which was obviously part of his name.

However, if [Asmo] is used as a title, then these three words are his name itself.

It's like Belsi took the three words "Berxi" from his real name and used it as a name for him.

"It's rare to get out of trouble, so don't expect so much... After all, this body is just a clone."

Asmo said so, he shrugged his shoulders lightly: "What's more, even if we are in person, we may not be able to exert too much power."

After all, it has been sealed for so long.

This was the first time in millions of years that they felt so weak...even when they lost the war, they had never felt this way.

"Escape? Huh..."

The female devil inside the deer snorted coldly, moving her hands and feet belonging to the deer, "We are still trapped in that ridiculous prison..."

Yes, their souls are still sealed, but their consciousness can be spread and possessed through Kespi Baoguo's body.

The more she flexes her muscles, the more indignant this female devil becomes: "A deer? I'm actually a deer now?! If I had known this, I might as well have died in the war with the devil."

Hearing her obviously complaining words, Asmo didn't pay too much attention and just started to move towards the royal city.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? If we don't become one, what awaits us is not death in battle."

Asmo said this, helping the female devil (deer) remember: "In the final war, we faced the increasingly orderly devils, and we retreated continuously... After that, it was us who destroyed ourselves. "

In the long memory, under the constant passage of time, with the rage of anger, sadness and other emotions, it is not easy to perfectly recall the past.

But Asmo seems to remember everything clearly, and perhaps this is why he is recognized as the carrier of all devil consciousness.

"That's right...that's right."

The female devil in the deer's body said, already remembering: "We are lost in our faith."

Yes, the danger of belief is no less than the fragments of snake sloughs...or to put it in the current way of people-snake carcass and scale powder.

Although people can gain strength from faith, if they cannot withdraw from faith, they will be lost.

It is very simple to withdraw, that is to put aside those [external influences] and set an anchor in your own mind and soul.

An anchor that is enough to always know that you are yourself.

It's easy to say, but extremely dangerous to do.

Because they are not special enough... Even these devils who have reached level 8 do not have something obvious enough to make themselves unforgettable.

Not to mention the eighth level, even the ninth level that has become a god.

It is difficult to ensure that the ship will not capsize in the increasingly huge sea of ​​faith...

The gods that all Cathay have fallen into madness are the best example.

In the end, they were reduced to the point where they, who originally loved God and were loved by Him, and His people, killed each other to the point where they both perished.

What a tragic and ironic despair...

"What are we going to do next?"

As the deer said this, she looked hesitant: "Take back hell? Or...take revenge?"

Asmo did not answer directly to the deer devil's words, but asked: "Revenge? Who do we have enmity against? The God of Light? The White Dove? Or the Devil?"

Asmo said this and sighed: "Although I still hate those demons, our defeat was due to our inferior skills... There is indeed [hate] between us, but it is not to the extent of [revenge]."

"As for the God of Light... we should be sorry for Him, and the same goes for White Pigeon. Their sealing behavior is indeed disgusting."

"But this is still our own fault... Our loss (lost) is the crime. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't act."

To Asmo who said this, the female devil of the deer wanted to refute, but she couldn't find the words to say it...

Although Asmo was suspected of speaking for the enemy, what he said was indeed correct.

The devil is a loser, and as long as there is a fight, there must be a loser... No one is sorry for them, even the devil who defeated them.

"How many more of us are there? How many people are still living in my body?"

Asmo asked.

In response to this, the female devil, who knew the situation better, responded while walking beside him: "Including you, we only have 72 compatriots."

72 bits, this number is far less than when they were combined into one.

Over a long period of time, many demonic consciousnesses died in silence... They became quiet and never spoke again.

"..."

"..."

The two of them were silent.

"We have witnessed the glory of countless races turn into dust, but when it is our turn, I (we) can truly feel the sadness."

Asmo said with emotion, he sighed softly: "I'm not sure what we will do in the future... Let's complete the contract first."

In other words, help the rebels?

The Demon of Deer couldn't comment on whether this was the right choice, but there was no doubt...now that he had lost his place to stay.

Everything seems to be meaningless.