Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Phils was pushed a somersault by him, before the somersault was over, the headless demon corpse suddenly moved, a mouth full of fangs opened on the tip of its hammer-like tail, like a poisonous snake Suddenly, he bit down on the place where Phils was standing just now.

But now it was Palos standing there, and it bit Palos's greaves with a "click", and pulled Palos to the ground with a flick of its tail. The strong tail seemed to be completely unaffected by the dead body , frantically swinging from side to side, Palos wanted to cut it off, but was dragged back and forth with great force, shaking dizzily, a black blade had condensed in Evandel's hand, but he dared not make a move Afraid of hurting Palos, fortunately Alkai rushed over immediately and cut off the tail with a sharp knife, so Palos was able to escape.

The severed tail jumped wildly on the ground like a freshly severed earthworm. Everyone stepped back a few steps, looking at the tail that seemed to be able to bite people with lingering fear.

"...Wh, what the hell..." Fiers was terrified. If he had been bitten just now, his leg might have been ripped off.

The mage also breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Palos reacted quickly, but how did you know that his tail would bite people after he died?"

"I, I don't know..." Palos swallowed, "I just instinctively feel the danger..."

"Good job." Arkai patted him on the shoulder and praised him rarely.

Palos lowered his head, looking as if he was a little embarrassed by the praise. In fact, he couldn't express the bitterness in his heart. Once the lie started, he would use more lies to cover it up. He didn't even know that he was so Has a talent for lying.

Or maybe it's not talent, it's just that Evandel and his teammates trust him too much.

Evandel also accepted the term "warrior's instinct". He used to check the casualties of the Knights Templar. There were more than a dozen Templars in this team, seven of them were killed in battle, and most of the rest were fractured. , bruises, bruises and other injuries, now the wounded soldiers have been dragged together, and the Templar Knight Commander Kent, who was also injured, leaned against a big rock.

"Hey, isn't this Lord Kent?" Evandel only felt that a feeling called "meanness" was rising in his heart, "It's been a long time since you refused to pay money and tried to kill people to silence you last time." .”

"Shut up, you evil mage!" Kent seemed to be filled with righteous indignation, but the Templars around him looked dazed. To unite with the outside world, thank each other in accordance with due etiquette.

"Oh, it's him!" Phils also leaned over, "For the reward of a few hundred gold coins, he could kill all the members of the mercenary regiment and slaughter a village by the way, tsk tsk tsk, I can't imagine that the glamorous Knights Templar turned out to be so poor. Why don't you hang out with my boss, you can get more than ten gold coins every month, and sometimes there are extra rewards, so save for a few years, You can buy a manor as the owner, and you don't have to kill people just to save hundreds of gold coins."

"Nonsense!" Kent was furious, but he couldn't stop them from continuing. At the beginning, that incident was a "sacrifice for a greater justice" to him, but it was always a shame. He hadn't been able to explain why to the disbelieving Templars yet.

"The Templars cannot lie." Evandel looked at him with a smile and said, "You have neglected the rewards that should have been paid to us, and you have killed the mercenary group and innocent villagers with Rafazi. In the name of God rightfully denying these allegations?"

The Templars around were stunned, but Kent, who was poor at reason, became more and more excited: "That is God's will, and it is our sacrifice for a greater goal! You evil mage, don't try to confuse people and shake our faith." Will! And you, you traitor!"

Seeing Palos approaching, the furious Kent had a new target to vent his anger on: "What do you look like dressed like this? I also heard that you have an affair with this evil mage. You are simply unprecedented in the entire history of the Knights Templar." Shame!"

Evandell thought that Palos should fight for reason and maintain his dignity as a Templar, but Palos seemed to ignore Kent's accusation at all, and just said lightly: "Whatever you say, Evandel, I'm a little worried, this may not be the only crack, will there be cracks in other places that we don't know about?"

Evandel also ignored the templar captain who seemed about to explode in anger: "It is indeed possible. This demon is so powerful, if it hadn't happened to hit us and let it rush out of the encirclement, it would have caused huge damage to the civilians. casualties. If there are other cracks and more demons invade this world, the consequences will be disastrous."

At this time, the reinforcements of the Templars and the members of the Mages Association also arrived one after another. People began to get busy, healing the wounds, disposing of the corpses, and others surrounded Avondel and his party who had defeated the demon. No one pays attention to Kent, who is full of anger.

Palos said: "But... didn't the demons say they wanted to cooperate, and that they could help us through the crisis of 'Eternal Night is Coming'? Why did they let the demons come to attack us again?"

"Can you believe the words of the demons?" Darius snorted coldly, "Maybe even this prophecy is a conspiracy concocted by them!"

"No, the prophecy is true. Even when there are no clouds and fog in the sky, the sunlight has become weaker than before." Evandel said, "Leaving this aside, His Excellency asked the leaders of various countries to send envoys Discuss countermeasures, how many countries have responded now?"

"Many envoys are already on their way." Darius said gloomily as he watched Kent being carried away on a stretcher.

At the beginning, he tried to use the ball of life to launch a natural disaster of the undead, just to make the common people feel fear and join the church. Now that the traces of the demons have reappeared, it has also achieved the effect of making the common people feel scared, but it is best to let them vote for the church. The key point is that the Knights Templar have the ability to deal with the invading demons.

It's a pity that the Knights Templar's natural advantage over the undead has no effect at all when dealing with demons. In front of the demon army that may come, they are no different from ordinary troops. A demon was beaten helplessly.It is conceivable that in the next war against the demons, the words of the Knights Templar may not matter.

This time the Pope gathered envoys from various countries to the holy city of Mikalan to discuss countermeasures. Although it did increase the influence of the church, in the end it was the Pope who really gained the influence. Darius had no choice but to grit his teeth secretly. .

The mages whispered around the demon's corpse, and the severed tail was still wriggling slightly. Ferdinand looked panicked and asked Evandel, "What kind of monster is this? Demons During the war between gods and demons, it seems that such demons have never been put on the battlefield, at least I have not seen any records of this, have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it either." Evandel said, "It's not surprising. After all, thousands of years have passed, and the demons may have cultivated many new demons. They transported the corpses back and wanted to do research. If you want to make specimens, quickly sum up the method to deal with this kind of demon, and train soldiers in a targeted manner to reduce casualties. I am afraid that we will often fight against such demons in the future."

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The Knights Templar and the Association of Mages got busy, but Avondel left the scene and went back to his camp. Phils said a little unwillingly: "So we just let that old man in Kent go? He was But if we want to kill us, Rafazi is just doing business, he is the chief culprit."

"The culprit is Darius, but Kent is not innocent." Evandel said, "I will clean them up sooner or later, but not now. The Pope is right. We can't have internal strife at this time, and we can keep them for as long as possible." A force against the demons."

"That old man is very confident after being exposed, I am really amazed at his thick skin." Fiers looked at Palos in confusion, "Hey, Wooden Knight, why don't you seem to care much about Kent's evaluation of you? ? I thought you would argue with him, scolding him so much that he couldn't hold his head up."

"...I have more things to care about now." Palos didn't seem to be interested in talking.

"Kent may also realize that the order he carried out is neither bright nor just, but some people just can't be wrong, saying that he was wrong is worse than killing him, the more evidence you show to prove that he is wrong Yes, he will become more and more convinced that he is right, and will defend his cognition angrily." Evandel said, "There is no need for this kind of person to argue with him about right or wrong, it is a waste of time, like Palos In that case, simply ignoring him is the smartest thing to do."

"... I don't understand." Phils shrugged, "Thank you anyway, I didn't expect you, the wooden knight, to be so alert."

Evandel smiled and said, "If you want to thank him, just take care of camping today."

"Hey! Do you have any humanity? I'm a wounded person!" Phils protested loudly.

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Facts have proved that mages are still very beasts without humanity.

Although he didn't really let the wounded man, Phils, go to work, he still arranged for him to watch the night, which was fine, and he and Palos were in the tent, making all kinds of unseemly noises.

Even though Phils is used to being forced to listen to the scene, but on such a boring night, listening to those blushing and heartbeating voices not far away, he is alone and has nowhere to vent his anger, which still makes Phils feel a burst of pain. Unspeakably empty and lonely.

"No...don't..." The Templar groaned subduedly, apparently on the verge of eruption.

Although the mage was out of breath, there was a smile in his tone: "If you say no at this time, are you serious? I really stopped."

"do not……!"

"What on earth do you want? Huh?"

"...Please, don't cum in it..." Palos begged in a voice like a gnat, but Phils, who was already excellent at hearing, could still hear every word.

Avondel didn't care about the audience around him at all, and Fiers could imagine that the mage must have a very nasty smile on his face at the moment just by hearing his tone: "I just want to cum inside, as long as I think of you waiting I have to clean it up alone, blushing, stick my finger in it, and take out what I cum in bit by bit, maybe even before I clean it up, I have to put on your armor and have me in my ass Just thinking about it like this makes me feel very excited..."

The mage's obscenity has become more and more limitless, and even Phils, who is watching the audience, can't help thinking about it.

"Hmm..." Palos moaned like a whimper. The wooden knight was usually dull and serious, and only at this time would he make some strange sounds, forming a particularly subtle contrast.

"Aren't you excited too? Clamping me so tight all of a sudden, huh... ready, I'm going to cum inside."

Fiers snapped off the twig in his hand and threw it into the fire with a "click", and finally couldn't help but angrily said: "Hmph, a couple of dogs and men!"

Not long after, the tent was lifted, and Palos, who was full of lust, got out in a panic. His shirt was open, and a few faint marks could still be seen on his chest. He didn't dare to look at Phils, and pulled up his pants. He staggered towards the direction of the stream like fleeing.

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The stream water in this season is still very cold, but Palos, who is strong and strong, doesn't care. He scooped up a handful of stream water and slapped it on his face to cool down the scalding temperature. Although it was very dark here, he still looked left and right. After checking to make sure there was no one else, he began to take off his pants, preparing to clean up the sticky residue in his body.

Suddenly a strange atmosphere made him alert, and Palos stopped. He was unarmed, but he was not afraid. His companions were just around the corner. Sleeping, the vigilant Fils is fully armed, and Avondel can go into battle without any preparation, as long as he calls for help, they will come.

Palos bent down calmly and grabbed a stone, looking around vigilantly.

A figure appeared less than ten meters away from him: "Your Majesty the Demon King, don't be nervous, it's me."

Palos opened his eyes wide, it was Alfred, the general of the Demon Race.

The last time they met was also near here. Palos was about to go down the mountain with the tired Evandel on his back, when Alfred suddenly appeared from behind the tree and said to them, "I didn't expect to meet you here", then Those words made Evandel mistakenly think that he was the enemy he had pursued for many years. In fact, Alfred was just innocently blamed. What he said at the time was to Palos.

Seeing this person again now, Palos only felt that the hairs all over his body had exploded, and he warned coldly: "Don't come here!"

"Your Majesty the Demon King, what are you doing?" Alfred asked puzzled, "Didn't Remia tell you about your life experience?"

"He's running away." Suddenly another calm female voice sounded, and Remia also appeared.

"Why?" Alfred was even more confused, "You have already begun to remember."

"Shut up!" Palos' tone became more severe, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly, "Who knows if those memories belong to me, maybe all of this is your conspiracy!"

The general wanted to say something else, but Remia stopped him with her hand: "He may have people and things he cares about in this world, and he doesn't want to abandon his life for a sudden extra memory, waiting for him to think of more things , he will make a rational choice."

"I don't want to force him either, but the crisis is imminent, and I can't wait for him to think about it." Alfred looked at Palos and said seriously, "Your Majesty the Demon King, listen to me, no matter what you think you are now Whether it is a human being or something, you have to find a way to promote the cooperation between humans and us. The prophecy of "the night is coming" is not a joke. The world of Feanor is about to lose its light and warmth, and our Titan world has long been a mess. We I have to move to Feanor World to survive, but I don’t know why, every time I pass through the crack, the humans here are full of hostility towards us, and I don’t even have a chance to negotiate terms with them.”

"I don't believe you! You say you want to cooperate, but you send demons to slaughter us!"

He classified himself and humans as "us", which made the two demons present a little worried, but Remia still said without emotion: "We didn't send it."

"Everyone knows that demons are lackeys of the demon clan!" Palos added, thinking of Natalie, the mage's pet, "at least most of them are."

Remia sighed softly: "Explain to him."

Alfred said, "But time..."

"Explain to him."

"...Okay. Your Majesty the Demon King, you may not recall this part of your memory. After we were forced to retreat from the Fenuo Continent, the war between the gods and the demons never subsided. To survive the protoss attack, we were forced to create more demons, but it was still not enough." Alfred told him as briefly as possible, "In order to facilitate control, all previous demons were sterile , in the case of a real shortage of troops, many tribesmen have the idea of ​​letting the demons breed demons themselves. You never approved this practice, but there are still vengeful tribesmen who cultivated the first generation of demons with the ability to reproduce in private , which initially bought us some advantages, but things quickly started to spiral out of control..."

"Life will always find a way out for itself." Remia said calmly and sadly.

"The number of their reproduction began to be out of control, and they kept interbreeding with other demons that could not reproduce. We simply couldn't use the demon contract in the past to restrain those hybrid demons. They fled to the wild, where many gods and demons have In the area that is no longer under control, these hybrid demons reproduce and kill unscrupulously. Under the constant survival of the fittest, some powerful demon populations have been formed. Now the demon army in the wild is a huge threat to both the gods and demons. They themselves are still killing each other, and the gods and demons have long been defeated by an astonishing army of demons."

Remia continued: "We had been entering and exiting Feanor's world through the same rift, but the demons suddenly launched an attack, and the location of the rift was controlled by a group of Burning Spirit Demons."

Alfred's voice was a little excited: "Their intelligence is limited, but sooner or later they will find a way to pass through the crack. The Feanor world is lying in front of them like a defenseless cake. If the demon army is one step ahead of us, Start to invade this world through the cracks, human beings can't resist them at all!"