Demon King Evolution History

Regardless of the process, in the end, the situation was resolved as the Lion King agency thought.

"This incident has given the Taishi Bureau a big favor. Many political opponents in the government will also make mistakes. For the time being, Kaine's miko will not be targeted like this again."

"I really hope so. It's not a good feeling to have a cute student's life being targeted."

Nangong Nayue said in a joking or serious tone.

Then she slowly moved her eyes to look at the girl.

"Speaking of which, what is that guy doing?"

"That guy, huh?"

Xian Guyong asked in surprise

Nangong crooked his mouth that month like a child who was forced to eat food he didn't like.

"Isn't there one? An idiot fighting maniac who happily rushes to fight when he sees a strong enemy like Leviathan."

"Ah, so it is."

Xian Guyong couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

"That person is not on Itokami Island right now."

"...isn't there?"

"Yes. It is impossible to know whether the Taishi Bureau specially focused on his absence and started the incident, or it was just a coincidence...but that person should have his own thoughts, after all, he is an impermanent person. .”

Xian Guyong said in a tone like changing the topic.

"Thoughts, what... I don't think he has returned to his territory honestly."

Nangong raised his eyebrows at Xian Guyong's meaningful words that month.

She twirled the parasol irritably, and glared at Xian Guyong.

"Just let me hear it, Lion King Agency. Where is that guy?"

Accepting the sight of the murderous witch, Xian Guyong quietly lowered his head.

She touched the surface of the book on her lap, and cast her gaze beyond the distant horizon.

"The Empire of the Night [Chaos Realm] of the Third True Ancestor of China and America."

There is a scorching tropical rainforest.

The humid air that seemed suffocating, the harsh sunlight.

Densely growing plants cover the ground, as if refusing intruders.

In the temple hidden in the depths of the dense forest, on the altar in the center, there is a young girl looking at the entire forest from the ancient stone altar.

Very slender brown skin, honey-colored hair, a beautiful face with a youthful atmosphere, and luxurious clothes decorated with pure gold, making people feel that she is the ruler of the temple.

But in her expression, horror and despair remained on her face as if frozen.

Existing in the girl's field of vision, an unusual amount of blood.

The priests who were supposed to protect the temple turned into tragic corpses piled up around the girl.

It was soldiers in military uniform who tortured and killed the priests.

They kept approaching the altar where the girl was, and everything around them collapsed

She must escape, the girl thought.

But the girl couldn't move, her whole body was like a stone, and even her fingertips couldn't move according to her own feeling.

Picking up the Anti-Demon Rifle and getting into a firing position, he approached the altar.

Then he pointed the gun at her chest.

Along with howling, a shadow with golden hair flew over.

The real face of the shadow is a demon, a leopard-headed orc in the clothes of a priest.

On the way to the altar, because of the excessive fighting, the orc's wrists overflowed with blood, and there were countless wounds on his body.

The soldiers who noticed the approach of the orcs immediately aimed their rifles at the orcs.

But the orc struck faster, smashing the warrior's head against the altar with overwhelming physical force.

The soldier's helmet uttered unpleasant syllables, and the syllables shattered into powder.

Just like that, it is not unbelievable that the skull was crushed by a violent blow, and it should be impossible to survive like ordinary humans after taking the full blow of the orc.

But the soldier didn't stop his activities because of this. Rather, he was smiling as if nothing had happened. After the goggles were shattered, his face covered with blood was revealed, and he smiled ferociously.

The expression of the orc who noticed something strange froze.

Then, with zero distance between the two sides, the soldiers fired bullets continuously with their rifles.

The orc spat out blood, and was hit by the blow and flew near the altar.

The orc, who could not maintain his beastly state, took the form of an injured old man.

Even the demons with excellent resilience can only die after suffering so many injuries. Let alone fighting, they don't even have the strength to stand up.