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City of Dis, Mantiri Prison, Promotion Ceremony.

"You have won valuable promotion opportunities through your own efforts." Warden 'Nasser Xavier' said to Seg and his companions, "If you are ready, stand on the altar."

That's all my credit, mine! Seg smiled at his companion. The only thing this stupid guy has done for so long is to follow me stupidly, and he hasn't done anything else, but he also got the chance to be promoted. What a lucky idiot.

He bent down to salute the warden, and motioned for his companions to go first, followed by himself.

With their current rank, they are far from qualified for 'Nasser Xavier' to appear at the ceremony in person, and under normal circumstances, it is only a high-ranking devil directly under the ascendant to hold the ceremony.

Seg didn't know why, and couldn't see the slightest clue from the warden's face. He could only guess that the warden wanted to take the two of them as direct descendants. If this is the case, it can be regarded as good news that is not lost to promotion.

"Master Warden, that human gladiator left alive, there will be no problem." Mitanu asked blankly.

Damn, an idiot who is worse than a human, why are you asking this now, if you have any questions, won't you ask until the promotion is over? What if Nasser Xavier was unhappy and took back our promotion? Are your brains filled with wicked feces?

"This matter has nothing to do with you." The warden replied indifferently, "After the promotion, I have other tasks to arrange for you."

During the ceremony, around the flaming sheep bone statue, there were nine identical circular circles, which meant that the altar could allow nine devils to be promoted at the same time, but at the moment there were only Seg and his Stupid companions have such an opportunity.

Seg saw that Mitanu randomly found a magic circle to stand on, and he himself chose the magic circle directly opposite the White Bone Sheep's Head. Although these magic circles are all the same, there is no difference at all, but Seg still hopes to obtain more power of **** through the eyes of the flaming sheep bone, the symbol of hell. Of course, he knew it was just his unrealistic fantasy.

When the warden saw that he and Mitanu were standing together, he lifted the scepter in his hand that was in the same shape as the sheep bone statue on the altar, "Promotion begins." Nasser Xavier casually said tone said.

Then, the eyes of the sheep bone statue lit up with a dark red light, and the flames burning around split into two branches, flowing to Seg and his companions along the inherent lines on the altar.

The flames ignited all the patterns on the magic circle under Seg's feet, and turned into a poisonous snake that suddenly sprang up, biting his body from all directions.

The unbearable pain penetrated frantically from those bites, and spread to the whole body in an instant. Seg fell directly on the magic circle, and his whole body began to twitch uncontrollably.

At this time, he really wanted to shout desperately, tearing his throat open with his voice. He felt that only in this way could he have a little catharsis effect. But the indescribable pain made him unable to make a sound at all, and he could only collapse weakly on the magic circle.

What's more unfortunate is that the severe pain has become more intense as time goes by, and even turned into a peculiar force that rages madly in his body. That power is so powerful and so violent, it seems to want to completely destroy his body.

With a soft sound of 'pop', Seg used his remaining consciousness to drive his eyes to look at the sound. He saw that his only remaining arm had burst into pieces, and even the bones were shattered into powder. Then there was another sound, and he couldn't feel the existence of his thighs.

The crackling sound continued, and the loudest sound came from his chest and abdomen. Seg saw his internal organs sprayed on the magic formation like a torrential rain. After the bright red heart fell from the body and fell to the ground, it was still beating hard.

The eyeball of the left eye also wanted to participate in this celebration of flesh and blood. It struggled to pop out of Seg's eye socket and rolled to the side of his heart. And the right eye was not to be outdone, it exploded in anger directly from its eye socket, causing Seg to fall into boundless darkness.

The fragmentation of the body did not make Seg feel the slightest pain, on the contrary, each disintegration could slightly reduce the unbearable pain, which could make him feel a rare catharsis and unspeakable pleasure, so much Seg had a faint expectation in his heart that this disintegration would never stop.

Oh sorry, Seg has no "heart" at this point. And what he will lose next is his head.

The head of this acupuncture demon was like a watermelon hit by an ogre's mace.

There was a mess on the magic circle, and the **** scene was enough to make veteran adventurers who are used to life and death feel panic, and the warden Nasser Xavier outside the altar just yawned boredly, and his thoughts drifted to pinning. , I don't know what to think.

Immediately afterwards, on top of this mess that mortals couldn't look directly at, a sac of unknown location actually slowly began to wriggle. Its movements are getting bigger and stronger. Eventually, the sac gradually becomes a tiny, parasite-like larva.

The larvae begin to devour the flesh and blood debris that surrounds them from the moment they take shape. It swallowed very slowly at first, but with each bite, its body became bigger and faster and faster. It didn't take long for the wreckage on the magic circle to be completely swallowed up by it.

After eating, the huge, disgusting larva turned into an ugly, wrinkled cocoon on the magic circle like a butterfly larva. Through the translucent skin of the cocoon, you can see that the liquid inside is gradually condensing into a human form.

The human figure became clearer and clearer as time went on. When the entire cocoon burst suddenly, a dark red devil about two meters in size appeared on the magic circle.

The devil first stood there for a few heartbeats, and then all the memories of the past poured into his mind like a tide. The devil lowered his head and looked at his hands that had become complete again, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

"Yes, my name is Seg," he murmured softly.

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The City of Dis, the 'Soul Elegy' tavern.

At this time, there were very few guests in the tavern, only a humanoid creature with a dragon-shaped head was sitting in a daze by a window. That is the half-dragon warrior Mackas. Since he failed in the arena, he will come to the tavern from time to time to sit and sit as before. It's just that the half-dragon rarely orders anything to eat, and I don't know if it's because it's more shy.

Shouldn't he, didn't he get a lot of things from his father, didn't he spend it all?

Boss Monroe glanced at Macas and felt that he probably wouldn't order any more drinks or dishes, so he sat at the counter while wiping his glasses carelessly, thinking about what had happened in the last few days.

The human gladiator he admired had left hell, and the night hag Meili, who often sat in the shop all day, also left with him.

Monroe knew that Mellie was a good hag. Although her disposition can only be regarded as ordinary among humans in the main material world, in a hag, a species whose evil degree is not inferior to that of the devil, it can be called the word "kindness".

What impressed Monroe the most was the appearance of a woman in red after Mei Li wore the strange necklace around her neck. Is that what she was originally like? It's so beautiful! No wonder she always wanted to be human again.

When Monroe saw that scene, his heart started beating wildly. He felt that he had fallen in love with that woman, and with just one glance, the arrow of love had precisely hit his heart. Although Munro clearly knew the ugly appearance of Meili's hag, and also knew that the woman was probably just an illusion, he still fell in love with the other party uncontrollably, and fell into deep lovesickness.

It's a pity that Meili has returned to the main material world, and may never return to Baator's Nine Prisons again. There is no intersection between them.

And just when Monroe hid in the counter and was sullen, the door of the tavern was suddenly opened, and a humanoid creature with a handsome and charming appearance walked in with graceful steps. He was wearing a luxurious and elegant dress, and he was holding a pure black metal crutch in his hand.

"A cup of 'golden wine' from Qingting Island in the Forsyth Kingdom." The visitor said to Monroe gracefully, "By the way, it will take more than a hundred years."

This kind of wine was originally valuable in the main material world. In ordinary years, it was as high as a cup of gold coin, and the price in **** was undoubtedly higher. As for the 'golden wine' that is more than 100 years old, the price is definitely not affordable for anyone, and even many nobles will feel distressed for a long time when they drink it.

However, Monroe knew that the person in front of him was definitely not in the range of those 'poor ghosts', because he was the vampire 'Lambert', a bloodthirsty monster who had survived for thousands of years and possessed a lot of wealth.

"You won't have this kind of bar here." The vampire frowned slightly.

"Yes, please wait a moment." Monroe put down the cup in his hand, turned around and walked out through the back door.

His shop does have golden wines that are more than 100 years old, even more than 500 years old. That is what his first generation ancestors brought when they entered hell. People in his family don't like drinking very much, and humans in **** The drink that I drank is also sold quite generally, so there are still some of this wine that survives to this day.

When Monroe picked up a dusty wine bottle from the cellar and returned to the tavern, the vampire Lambert was already sitting opposite the half-dragon warrior Lambert, and the two did not know what they were talking about. what.

Monroe carefully wiped the dust on the wine bottle with a rag, and carefully opened the seal and cork of the wine bottle. The next moment, an extremely rich aroma of wine wafted in the air.

He took out a delicate crystal wine glass from the counter and began to slowly pour the amber-colored heavy liquid into the glass.

When pouring the wine, Monroe's throat twitched uncontrollably, and his mouth kept secreting liquid. This wine is really fragrant, maybe I should have a drink for myself when the door closes, he thought to himself.

Monroe brought this cup of fine wine to the vampire Lambert, who swayed the liquid in the cup with an intoxicated expression on his face. The vampire put the wine glass under his nose, made a smelling motion, and took another sip, "It's really good wine!" He smiled with satisfaction.

"Didn't you taste anything other than blood?" the half-dragon warrior asked suspiciously.

"Yes, you are right." Lambert nodded and admitted,

"Then what is the difference between this wine and ordinary water for you?"

"Ordinary water is worthless, but this glass of wine is worth a lot. That's the difference~www.readwn.com~ The vampire said proudly, "Look at this beautiful color, this thick stickiness, when you When you drink it in your mouth, even if you don't taste it, you get a certain unique enjoyment. "

The half-dragon warrior looked at Lambert with a neurotic look, and the latter waved his hand and said, "A person like you who eats dirt is delicious, you can't understand the charm. When you become an undead, you will find out. , any sensory stimulation is countless times more precious than gold and precious stones."

"That's the path you chose, a cursed path. I won't do that." Markas crossed his hands with contempt in his eyes.

"You are a long-lived species born with a long life. Naturally, you will not understand the preciousness of time, nor the powerful temptation brought by the word 'eternal life'." The vampire said this time, his tone was different. Turn, "Forget it, what do I tell you about this. What are your thoughts on that matter, and whether you decide to return to the main material world with me."

The half-dragon warrior lowered his head and pondered, but did not speak for a long time. The vampire did not urge, but tasted the wine in the glass by himself.

After half a glass of wine, Markas raised his head again, "Okay, I agree." He looked out the window, "After wandering in the multiverse for so long, I should go back and have a look."

"Very good, very good!" Lambert happily drank the wine in his glass. "There is a consortium of planes that is leaving tomorrow, and we can follow them."

"Tomorrow..." Markas, "I have to go back and pack my things."

The two left together, leaving Monroe alone in the tavern. Should I go back to the material world too? This thought that had appeared in his mind countless times became stronger at this time.

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