Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Palos originally thought that Evandel had gone to the world of Titans, but he did not expect the mage to appear here. Kara probably thought that bringing the mage here would save him, but this did nothing except let Evandel see his ugly death. What's the use.

The demons found the mage, they didn't know how terrible this "young man" was, they roared and planned to rush up and tear him apart, but what awaited them were ice picks, flames, and sharp blades condensed by magic.

After quickly killing those demon soldiers who got in the way, Evandel walked towards the dying Barutan.

"You killed him." Evandel stated the fact calmly. With his rich experience, he could judge the cause of death at a glance.

Ballutan let out a vague mocking sound from his throat, until Evandel used a corrosion technique on that disgusting face, the demon's facial features began to melt, and released a disgusting scorching stench, Ballutan screamed Get up, but the screams soon weakened.

Evandel has not used this magic on living creatures, he thinks it is a kind of meaningless cruelty, but now, no matter how cruelly torturing the dying demon leader, it can't calm the pain in his heart.

He didn't expect that seeing Palos' body would cause him such pain. Before that, he still felt contemptuous for his soft heart, and felt that it was a kind of incompetence for him not to be able to kill Palos for revenge. He didn't expect that he would not only Soft-hearted, but also feel heartache for this person who hurt him and fooled him.

But so what?Palos is dead, there is no one else alive here, and his weakness and incompetence will not be seen.

So Palos saw Evandel, who has always been elegant and calm, kneeling in the mud without any image, lifting his body and hugging it on his knees, and slowly combing his wet black hair with trembling fingers, Then stroked his eyes.

The expression on Evandel's face broke Palos' heart. What he was most afraid of was this--even though Evandel would not forgive him or believe him again, he still had no more love for him. He understood this once when Evandel was reluctant to kill him.

But how much he hoped that Avandel would be as heartless as possible. Since the separation of yin and yang is a foregone conclusion, then let him bear all the pain. Avandel is so good, there is no need to feel sorry for the death of him, a bastard and scum.

Palos tried hard to get close to Avondel, wanting to hug him again with his non-existent arms, wanting to say something to comfort him, so that he would stop showing such a heartbreaking expression.

But the soul has no body, and Palos can't do anything, he can only watch, see whether it is rain or tears streaming down Evandel's wet face, and see the mage hugging the corpse tightly In his arms, he lowered his head and kissed the already cold lips.

Karla tweeted and whirled around sadly beside him. After a long time, Avondel finally calmed down. He had to accept the fact that even in the heyday of magic, there was no way to put a dead man to death. No matter if it was the demon he hated, or the "Palos" he couldn't let go of, they would never come back again.

There are no hurdles in life that cannot be overcome. He has seen too many deaths, and one day he will get out of the pain, but who can he move for after his heart has become ashamed?

Evandel gently laid the corpse flat, moved his stiff legs and slowly stood up.

A cavalry came from the direction of Mikalan. Leicester, Arkai and others had already defeated the demon army in chaos. They hurried over to meet them, but they were surprised to see the demon leader Baru who had been disembowelled. Tan and Palos, long dead.

"Are you alright?" Leicester jumped off the horse and asked the drenched Avondel nervously. The mage's expression was numb now, but Leicester had never seen and dared not imagine Evan. Del would look so sad.

Evandel shook his head, pushed the concerned Reicester, and walked in the direction of Mikalan in a daze.

Palos wanted to follow. He was worried about Avandell's current state. Although he couldn't do anything, it would be good to see the mage a few more times, but he found that he couldn't move, and there was a force that was making him unable to move. Know where to pull.

Is it time?Did he finally have to go where a soul was supposed to go?

Palos began to panic. He finally realized that he was about to leave this world, and he would never see Avondel again, and he might not even be able to remember his appearance, his voice, his tenderness and beauty, his everything.

He desperately wanted to stop the mage, and wanted to take another look at the other's face, but the soul couldn't make any sound.

Evandel suddenly turned his head.

"Undead magic?" The mage instinctively sensed the unusual fluctuations, but the fluctuations at that moment disappeared immediately, as if nothing had happened for a short time, "...is it an illusion?"

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For a long time, Palos was as unconscious as falling into a coma. Finally, he sat up like a nightmare, panting heavily, and then began to cough again, coughing until he was in a daze.

There were many people around him, patting backs, handing water, Palos managed to slow down, and looked at the people around him for no reason.

Recia and Alfred, two demons who should have returned to Titan World, are standing beside him now. As for the other people around him, he doesn't know any of them, and they all wear strange clothes , and all have long or short, straight or curved horns on their heads.

All the people here are demons.

"...What's going on?" Palos asked in a low voice, the voice was too unfamiliar, he touched his throat subconsciously, looked down at his hands and intact body in surprise, and recalled himself dead fact.

"Please calm down, Lord Demon King." Recia asked someone to bring a mirror to Palos, "You just returned to your own body."

Palos took the mirror and looked at the demon inside in disbelief—the red eyes, straight nose and deep outline made this face look handsome with a bit of aggressiveness, like a waterfall His long black hair seems to have been left for a long time, and the two horns on the top of his head are bigger and longer than others, and they are slightly bent backwards.

"...how could it be?" Palos still had some difficulty accepting such a bizarre thing.

"Your body is not dead, we just temporarily transferred your soul into a human body." Recia's attitude towards him was more respectful than before, "We should have waited until we went to Feanor's world, before preparing If everything is safe, I will welcome you back. Unexpectedly... Fortunately, the deceased Elder Chongguang made an insurance measure a long time ago. If something happens to your human body, your soul will return immediately. In your own body. In any case, it is lucky that you can still wake up."

"Fortunately...?" Palos repeated with a complicated mood. Maybe it is really lucky for these demons. Before that, he had always had a weak fluke mentality, thinking that maybe those extra memories were not his. Maybe he wasn't the demon who hurt Avondel, and now finally he didn't even have the last chance of luck.

Leicia added: "Yes, that magic is only theoretically possible, but it has never been successful, otherwise we will try to kill you when we first meet, and returning to the body that belongs to the devil is even worse than being a demon king." A human being is strong."

Palos didn't feel that being a demon king was any better than a human being, and the surrounding demons all cast naked reverence at him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"He really woke up?" A purple-eyed demon came in hurriedly with some people, looking at Palos with an unkind expression.

Palos is still dizzy and in shock of being resurrected from the dead. He held his head in silence and didn't want to pay attention to others for the time being. , what difference does it make if you wake up or not?"

Alfred took a step forward and blocked the demon's aggressive sight: "Your Majesty the Demon King will always be our most respected Demon King. His admiration will not be shaken by this!"

His words aroused the approval of many demons around him. Many demons stood up and guarded Palos behind him.

"I agree, and I respect him very much." The purple-eyed demon said in a calm tone, "but the real Idaris died more than 20 years ago, and you have tried everything possible to keep his body. You didn't stop it because you were looking for psychological comfort. Who knew that you would really use those weird methods to resurrect such a person who can't remember anything, and then what? You want to put the halo of Idaris on him , let him rule the entire Demon Race again?"

An old-looking demon next to him said, "Elder Yaori, please stop talking, it's already this time."

Elder Yaori snorted coldly: "Because of this time, we can't let a false Idaris appear out of thin air to disrupt the situation."

Recia couldn't help arguing: "He can remember the past, he is indeed Idarius!"

"Really, he can really remember?" Elder Yaori squinted his eyes and looked suspiciously at Palos behind the crowd, and Palos heard them argue for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "What the hell is he talking about?"

He used the lingua franca of Feanor Continent, and from the moment Elder Yaori came in, he couldn't understand a single word spoken by the people around him.

Elder Yaori strengthened his opinion now: "Look, he can't even understand our own language. You bring such a person back to be our devil, do you think the current situation is not bad enough? ?”

Alfred and the others couldn't help arguing fiercely with Elder Yaori. Leicia knelt by the bed and looked at Palos worriedly. She said in the common language of Feanor Continent: "They speak the language of the demons. , don't you really understand?"

Palos shook his head.

"It's okay, if you don't understand, just learn it again, as long as you can come back."

"...I'm afraid I won't be able to meet your expectations." Although Palos couldn't understand what they were arguing about, he could feel the expectant eyes of the people around him pressing down on him like a mountain, and he held the bedpost a little tiredly Try to stand up.

Alfred had already driven Elder Yaori and others out with a strong attitude, and hurried back to the bed to support Palos: "Don't worry, you should come out and have a look, I heard that the Lord Demon King is about to wake up From now on, your subjects will gather spontaneously."

Palos was helped to the balcony outside the bedroom. Outside the balcony was a huge square, with a statue more than ten meters high in the center, with the same face as he saw in the mirror.

The square was full of demons. As soon as Palos appeared, the crowd below immediately boiled. People shouted excitedly, "Your Majesty" and "My Emperor", and some even cried with tears in their eyes. People around hug each other.

Frightened by their enthusiasm, Palos took several steps back, panting behind the heavy curtain - he is still very weak now.

Alfred loudly told the people in the square outside that the devil had just woken up and needed to rest, and hoped that everyone would keep quiet so as not to disturb him, so the people slowly dispersed with excitement.

Recia thoughtfully handed over the water glass again, and Palos took a few sips before remembering to ask, "How long have you been back to Titan World?"

Leicia was silent for two seconds before bowing her head and answering, "Eleven days."

"So long?" Palos suddenly had a bad feeling, "What about the portal? Why haven't you moved to Feanor's world yet?"

"...We only found out after we came back that the demons were attacked by a demon army. Both Elder Xinghui and Elder Zhongguang... died." Leicia's calm tone was full of sadness, " Now we can't get together five archmages, since we can't complete the magic circle that ignited the Titan world, even if we open the portal, it doesn't make sense."

Palos fell silent.

"Your Majesty..." After a long time, Leicia called out to him worriedly, before Palos asked, "So? What are your plans now?"

"Strengthen the defense and defend this last city."

"And wait to die?" Palos asked irritably.

"We have nothing else to do." Recia said, "You just woke up and you still don't understand the current situation of the demons. Take a good rest first, and we will tell you everything slowly."

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Palos has always thought that the Demon Race is a very powerful race, leaving aside the wrong history taught to them by the Church of the God of Light, just judging from the history that Evandel told him, this is also a very remarkable race-- Their level of magic and craftsmanship has reached a height that is difficult for humans to look up to. They created the early demons with nearly perfect forms, tireless golems, and elemental creatures of various shapes to greatly facilitate their lives. They I also found the empty Feanor world in the void, and created all kinds of creatures in the Feanor world. If the meaning of "god" refers to the great existence that created the world, it is nothing more than saying that they are the gods of the Feanor world. point.

After seeing Leicia and Alfred, even though they insisted that he was the king of the demons, Palos still felt that there was no sense of reality, because the two statuses of Leicia and Alfred in the Titan world seemed The demons, who are not low, are not the kind of god-like existence he imagined. Even when they met each other, they were beaten all over the ground by Evandel. He always felt that such a race created human beings. possible.

Now he finally understands the real situation of the demons - it can be said that the once powerful demons have perished, and the current demons are just the last little residue left by that great civilization. Palos watched in the square yesterday The demons who arrived already included three quarters of the remaining population of the demons.

If human civilization is used as a metaphor, it is equivalent to the destruction of all the seven kingdoms on the Feanor continent, and only a small village survived, carrying a hoe, leading a cow and holding a child in a small area A village rebuilt on the wasteland struggled to live. Those magnificent cities, grand towers, magical explorations, knowledge that filled the entire library, exquisite inventions, poetry, drama, and popular culture were indeed "human beings." "This race once had glory, but what does this have to do with them in the small village?There are at most only a few old men who can read and write among them. Even if they do not perish, what can be passed down is very limited.

And he is the "village head" of this last small village. The greatest statesmen, military strategists, wise men, and scholars in the Seven Kingdoms have all died in the ground. He can only lead the hunter at the head of the village and the blacksmith at the end of the village. , the fisherwoman in the middle of the village and other subordinates shoulder the important task of passing on the fire of civilization...

The more he understands the current situation of the demons, the more Palos feels a deep sense of powerlessness, but he can only accept the identity of the demon king no matter whether he likes it or not, no matter how weak he is, he still has to cheer up forcibly. Learning the Mozu language, while coming out from time to time to encourage the Mozu subjects who are not optimistic about the status quo.

They regard "His Majesty the Demon King" as faith and hope, and the fanatical eyes are more blazing than when the believers of the God of Light see Cassandelle herself, and as a person who is not used to being worshiped and watched, Palos is like Mount on the back.

Leicia told him that it was because this deteriorating race had only improved for a period of time under the leadership of "Idarius". However, when they finally gained some confidence in restoring their former glory and glory, His Majesty the Demon King "Dead" - to be precise, "sacrificed" in a very heroic way in defense of his own people.

This made people's admiration for His Majesty the Demon King reach its peak. After that, they refused to support any other demons as kings, and a small group of demons such as Leicia and Alfred also felt that if Idaris was lost, I am afraid that this race will never get better again, so even if it can only keep an Idaris without memory, it is better than nothing.