Demon King Evolution History

"Watola, what you want to tell me should not be such a trivial matter!"

"About the modeling angel project hosted by your adoptive father Haase Kensei, you should already know something about it!"

"Could it be... the modeled angel is also a tool for the observers to help the fourth primogenitor awaken the new beast?"

Nie Yi frowned displeased, but confirmed his guess in his heart.

Although the person who presided over the modeling angel project was Keno Haase, it was Megascraft that made the modeling angel project come true.

Although Nie Yi didn't have an in-depth understanding of Megascraft Company, he also knew that the real managers of this company on Xianjin Island were a female vampire and a male orc.

Even the orc terrorists like the Black Death King Faction cannot escape the influence of the First True Ancestor. Behind the scenes of the Megascraft Company, of course, the will of the True Ancestor is controlling everything.

First, the teacher of Lotharingia, then the weapon of the gods, Narakwara, and then the angel of the gods.

The tools prepared by the observers of the Fourth Primogenitor are really linked together, and the handwriting is getting bigger and bigger.

Judging from the current situation, in about a year, the Fourth True Ancestor Xiao Gucheng will be able to awaken all twelve beasts.

"Watola! Is your purpose to keep me from interfering in the battle between the Fourth Primogenitor and the molded angel?"

"Although I really want to fight against the molded angels, my grandparents have already decided that the fourth true ancestor must swallow the air that the molded angels have absorbed from the high-dimensional space!"

As if knowing that Nie Yi would be angry, Watora had an apologetic smile on his face.

Nangong used space magic to teleport to Nie Yi that month, and said with a frown.

"Boy, is that molded angel related to Hayase Kensei's 'daughter', your lovely sister Hayase Natsune?"

Although the superficial identity is just a teacher, Nangong Nayue is the real master of Caihai Academy.

As the highest ranking witch and a real monster, Nangong Nayue certainly noticed the physical changes of Haze Natsune during this period of time.

"Those guys are really bloody bastards for using such cute 'girls' as props!"

Vatora was probably one of those 'bastards', but he didn't get angry at being scolded, instead he said with a smile.

"Ah, right! If the Witch-sama in the gap wants to interfere in the battle between the Fourth Primogenitor and the Molded Angel, I will be more than happy to have a showdown with you on Isogami Island."

"Snake charmer bastard! Go die a hundred times, you bastard!"

After Nangong scolded angrily that month, she teleported away from here.

Although she is the top witch, Nangong Nayue is not strong enough to fight monsters that are infinitely close to the true ancestor.

Moreover, most of Watora's so-called battles started after destroying Itogami Island first.

Now that Nangong Nayue has left, Nie Yi has no mood to stay here anymore.

"Watola! I am also looking forward to the fourth primogenitor becoming stronger, but I am the only one who can bully my sister! So, look forward to the good show I will give to the observers! Hehe..."

Before the laughter disappeared, Nie Yi's body had teleported to the sky above the northern part of the island.

Watora, who stayed where he was, was silent for a while, with an expression of excitement and anticipation on his face.

"What kind of surprise will God's revenge be?"

Evening hours later.

Luxury inn in the center of Ito Kamijima.

Leaning comfortably on the luxurious chair, Dimitrie Vattola looked at the passengers wandering in the hall.

Behind him, there was the breath of someone slowly approaching.

It's a petite character.

With a soft sound that didn't feel the slightest weight, she sat down on the chair with her back facing Vatora.

After a while of doing nothing, the figure finally asked Vatora as if talking to himself.

"Has the incident investigation been completed?"

It's a young 'female' 'sexual' voice.

The tone is respectful, but not rigid.

A voice full of mischief and laughter.

"It's over. It depends on the privilege of diplomats!"

Vatora didn't look back, and answered someone inadvertently.

"Long time no see, Silence Breaker, or should I be called the leader of the Three Saints of the Lion King Agency?"

"Any one, please."

For her exaggerated title, the woman sighed like a self-deprecating sigh.

Vatora asked with a sarcastic smile.

"What are you doing today? If you came here to kill me, I would welcome you?"

"Unfortunately, let's wait for the next opportunity. I'm here to 'hand over' the entrusted documents to you. I just want to ask one question."

Sensing that she was about to take something out of the thin envelope, the young nobleman urged her to continue with a hum.

"Is the plan of the Black Death Emperor's faction this time instigated by that adult?"