The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

sheila and lubbock

Lan's footsteps are not fast, which is similar to normal walking like ordinary people, so after he leaves the palace, Sheila can quickly know where he is going.

One person walks and one person runs.

For this guy who dared to stop her from having fun, Silla wanted him to die ten thousand times.

"Steamed to death, burned to death, hacked to death, buried alive, broken into pieces..."

"Which one do you want to choose..."

"Or a full meal..."

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her, Lan stopped where she was and said with a smile.

"What a coincidence..."

"If possible, I would choose to die of old age..."

The coat on his body was lifted up by him, and the disc-shaped things were suspended on both sides of the clothes. They floated up, flew to his back in an instant, and stopped at his shoulders.

With a pop, a pair of huge white wings quickly unfolded from the disc. In the blink of an eye, Lan changed from an ordinary handsome guy to an angel who looked like he came down from the sky.

"I'm not wrong about you..."

"As expected, you would run out of the palace and try your best to intercept me..."

"It seems like that information is very serious for you..."

Hearing Lan say this, Silla’s eyes widened.

Isn't this nonsense?

It's not up to you what you want to do after entering the torture room, let alone that guy Bude himself.

Although his father said he would not die, how could he accept this as he was used to being free?

Women can't play with them, they can't kill people, and they can't look at the frightened expressions of those toys, so how can he live?

Thinking of this, Silla’s eyes were bloodshot and she shouted loudly.

"What a joke!"

"I, Uncle Sheila, am the son of Minister Ernest!"

"Disobeying me is equivalent to disobeying the minister!"

As she spoke, Silla’s expression became more and more ferocious.

"It's just a commoner family. Even if it's ten or a hundred families, you should all handle the funeral arrangements for us wild hounds!"

"Lan, I have decided..."

"I'm going to kill you!"

"After I kill you, I will send the fire-breathing man to the active volcano on the southern island... I will not let go of his wife and daughter either!"

"I want to torture them to death carefully and meticulously!"

"As for that kid from the country, just take your time...goug out an eye today, pull out a finger tomorrow, pop an egg the day after tomorrow, and by the way, chop off the fingers one by one. ...until he couldn't bear the shock and died..."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Speaking of this, Silla burst out laughing.

"I remember there was a black-haired girl named Heitong who liked to take drugs..."

"Speaking of which, I, Uncle Silla, have never played with a drug-addicted woman! Maybe it will bring me a different kind of happiness!"

The more Silla spoke, the colder Lan’s eyes became.

How could Lan endure her companion being insulted like this?

Originally, Tazmi was in charge of adjusting things when we were in the hunter team, and they got along very happily.

Although Heitong's mental state was not very good, he would not be exposed normally.

After many days of being friendly, he almost forgot his original dream.

If possible, I really hope to spend every day warmly with my companions like this forever.

It's just that the country is sick, and very sick.

Looking at the figure behind Silla gesturing to herself, Lan expressed a calm expression and said with a smile.

"According to the news coming back from the fast horse, Captain Esdeath of our hunter team has cleared up the invasion of foreign nations from the west at an astonishing speed. He will probably return to the imperial capital in a few days..."

"Even so, do you still choose to be an enemy of the hunter?"

Silla was startled by the sudden news.

It should take a lot of time for the minister to pass the order, for Esdeath to receive the order, and for the army to set off.

This was a battle between two armies, and even a layman like him knew that this was not a task that could be completed in a short time.

But, how many days has passed? Esdeath had already led his own army to beat the foreign nations of the West to pieces.

What kind of speed is this?

No, if the strength of the Teigu he saw that day was used, that woman might really be able to quickly repel the rebellion of the foreign nations in the west as Lan said.

If it weren't for the empire and the rebel army in the south, he would believe that Esdeath could fight all the way to the western countries.

Of course, coming back as soon as you come back has nothing to do with wanting to take revenge on the other party.

As long as it is pushed to the night attack, all he needs to do is increase the damage today to attract the night attack.

Even for myself, I am not allowed to kill. All you need to do is teleport someone from the night attack to the Imperial Palace, and of course Bude, the old immortal, will help him.

Thinking of this, Silla’s smile gradually twisted.

"What kind of garbage organization are the Hunters? They are worthy of being compared with my wild hounds!"

"As long as I kill you and push you to the night attack, then all this will have nothing to do with me..."

"Well, that's a good answer..."

Lan was not surprised by Silla's answer, but said with a smile.

"I think so too!"

"You are such a worm who humiliates my companions and harms the country and people! Of course I will also give you a decent death..."

"It's just that I don't need to push it to the night attack afterwards..."

"Because! Night Raid is standing right behind you!"

Lan pointed his finger at Silla, his silly look almost wanted to drive him crazy.

Of course, it was just laughing until I went crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Want to distract me, Lord Sheela? This old-fashioned strategy won't work for me!"

"What a night attack, I think you want to escape!"

Just as Sheila was laughing wildly, the black shadow behind him raised a spear.

Rao made such a big move, but it still failed to attract the slightest bit of his attention. Rather, in his perception, there was no living thing behind him at all!

laugh!

Before the smile dissipated, Silla was stunned for a moment as she looked at the Teigu and arms flying in the air.

"You should really listen to him, Sheila..."

The voice behind her made Silla's head covered with cold sweat, and blood spurted out from the broken part of her arm in an instant.

As the arm was chopped off, the intact legs and the other arm received varying degrees of blows.

The red-backed shrike's gun barrel hit him, and the strength of each blow was so perfectly controlled.

The person who came was none other than Tazmi, who was patrolling the imperial capital using the imperial gear.

Silla's body slowly fell to the ground, and Tazmi didn't even give him a chance to turn around and look at herself.

As for escaping, that's even more impossible!

The next moment, pain signals were transmitted from the nerves to the brain, and Silla felt the unstoppable pain all over her body.

His arms were chopped off, his limbs were broken, and the incomparable pain was tearing at his soul.