Rebirth is haunted by the Demon King

Amidst the overwhelming roar, the undead fearlessly rushed towards the goblin army with their ashes and broken bodies.

They are the souls of soldiers who died in battle. Even if they are unconscious, the killing and resentment engraved in their souls will drive them to wave their weapons tirelessly and fight endlessly.

The moment the two sides met, the roar of fighting resounded over Domu Kaluo.

Dumeyat frowned in surprise, he didn't expect Sandra to be able to summon undead.

When the incident happened suddenly, he immediately looked for the two of them from the chaotic scene, only to find that Sandra was behind the undead, not interested in fighting at all, but left without looking back with Lumir in her arms.

The goblin soldiers had already fought with the undead, and they couldn't let go of their hands to carry out the orders given by Dumeyat, and Dumeyat was blocked by them and couldn't catch up.

Watching them fleeing away, Dumeyat gritted his teeth angrily, and the handsome face he had always maintained turned out to be ferocious for a moment.

Those undead don't have physical bodies, and ordinary weapons can't kill them at all.

Although the goblins were nimble and good at fighting and had a lot more numbers than the undead, they couldn't stand the immortal bodies of the undead, and they fought endlessly. It didn't take long for the two sides to fall into a stalemate.

Looking at this meaningless battle, Dumeyat felt uncontrollable anger ignited in his heart.

He chanted a spell silently, and let go of the hand holding the scepter.

The scepter floated in the air and slowly flew over the battlefield. The next moment, a huge formation suddenly appeared under the scepter, covering the entire battlefield.

There was an echo from the scepter, and the huge formation suddenly emitted a burst of powerful light!

The magic energy impacted everyone on the battlefield. The goblins were blinded by the light, while the undead were directly turned into ashes by the holy light and magic energy, and dissipated with the wind.

Dumeyat looked at the goblin soldiers in distress, and a horrifying chill slowly climbed up in his eyes...

A black shadow quickly passed over the foggy forest.

Sandra hurriedly brought Lumir back to the cabin by the lake, and carefully put him on the bed.

There was something wrong with his breath, his eyes were abnormally scarlet, and his brows were tightly furrowed to look violent. After putting down Lumir, he walked out of the wooden house, standing at the door and adjusting his breathing.

There was a light layer of sweat on his body, and he clenched his fists tightly, with blue veins and bones on the back of his hands, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.

Sandra took a few deep breaths, and cast several curses in the air, all of which hit her body. After she was in a better state, he opened the door and walked into the wooden house again.

Sure enough, once he encounters a scene that makes him kill, he can't control his demonic nature.

The wound medicine that healed Lumir last time is still there, and he made it himself with dragon scale grass and several other precious herbs.

As a demon, he still understands medicine, not because he has some kind of leisure time to study and study, but because these are all the experiences he accumulated in his previous life.

Sandra looked at the shocking wound on Lumir's back, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

He cleaned up the blood on his back bit by bit, carefully applied herbal medicine to his wound, listened to Lumir's painful and feeble moaning, regretted that he didn't have healing magic, so he could only coax him gently Said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

Lumir's consciousness was hazy, he heard Sandra's voice, and knew that he was administering medicine to himself, although it was painful, but he kept trying not to move, so as not to cause trouble for Sandra.

It wasn't until Sandra wrapped the last layer of gauze on him that he passed out again.

When you are hurt, even in your dreams, you still carry the pain of reality.

Lumir dreamed a lot of things again, but this time he was no longer watching the memory fragments of Lumir in his previous life, but watching the revolving lantern of his own memory.

This time, his memories of Domukalo all stayed at the moment that made him feel painful.

Sandra, Wayne, Dumeyat, no matter who it is, it seems that as long as they are negative emotions, they all remind him, and they all make Lumiel's impression of Domucarlo only hatred.

These were not enough, he dreamed that when he was in Levafusy, his parents hated him since he was born, because he had a imprint of the other shore flower that he had no way to choose.

The other shore flower symbolizes death. They have always regarded him as an unknown child, alienated him and hated him undisguisedly, reprimanded and punished him mercilessly in front of the godmother and servants.

They gave all their love to his brother and all their hatred to him.

Lumir hates them too, since he was a child, he has been trying to prove himself, he is the best in every way, his brother Warren, his grades are always below him, but he just can't get his parents A compliment, and Warren always gets encouragement and support, no matter how bad his grades are.

Over time, Lu Mier understood that he could never change his parents' prejudice against him, so he also began to hate them, hated them all the time, until he longed to leave this so-called home.

Until, before his father became seriously ill, he passed the throne to him...

It turned out that everything was due to his ignorance and dullness...

He became the heir of Levafusey, and when he wanted to see his father, but was always refused, he went to see his mother, who, disappointed in his folly all along, threw him out of the house.

That kind of remorse has continued until now. He wants to make Levafusey stronger and richer, and make up for the expectations of his parents who have failed him all the time.

But before he could show his ambitions, his elder brother who had taken good care of him since he was a child, his most beloved brother, buried him alive under the dirty soil with his own hands.

It turned out that everything was wrong, everything was wrong by him.

Lumil felt a strong emotion in the dream, he hated Warren's betrayal, hated his own stupidity, hated Domucarlo...

This kind of emotion has always made him conscious that he may be about to die. He desperately struggled to wake up from the dream, and tried every means to bring himself back to reality.

He kept struggling even if it didn't work. He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die!

Until a voice came over: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you are just having a dream."

Sandra sits next to Lumir and keeps him company, holding his hand the whole time, making him feel like he's here.

He looked up at the simple wooden house and thought with a wry smile. He didn't expect that the house he built on a whim would come in handy frequently these days.

At this moment, he felt that Lumir's hand grabbed him suddenly, and he hurried to look at him, but saw Lumir's eyebrows wrinkled together in pain, and he muttered something in a low voice, Sandra He couldn't hear clearly, but he understood that he was having a nightmare.

He patted his shoulder lightly, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, Lumir, you just had a nightmare."

He squeezed Lumir's hand and said softly, "Do you want to wake up?"

"Sandra..."

Lumir returned to reality, he pursed his lips tightly, slowly opened his eyes full of hatred, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "I want to sign a contract with you..."

Sandra was taken aback for a moment, fearing that she had misheard, she asked, "What did you say?"

Lumir grabbed his sleeve and wanted to get up, but Sandra said, "No, you can't get up."

Lu Mier ignored him and insisted on sitting up. Sandra had no choice but to stabilize his body and gently helped him up. He asked helplessly, "Why, what do you want to do?"

Lu Miel leaned on him and grabbed him vigorously, looked at him with firm and terrifying eyes, and said gloomily, "I want to sign a contract with you."

Sandra frowned and looked at him for a long time, then smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I can't ask for more."

"but……"

Sandra asked him very gracefully: "Are you willing to degenerate?"

Lu Mier looked at his dark red eyes, which had tempted countless people into the abyss, and said contemptuously, "I will never fall."

Sandra watched the soul he wanted the most take the initiative to fall into his arms, but was not as happy as he imagined. He asked patiently: "Are you still conscious? Although I really want to get you, I don't want to wait for you." You hated me when you came to your senses."

Lu Mier said: "I will never regret the decision I made."

Sandra paused, and said: "If you want revenge, unseal my seal after the injury is healed, and I can kill anyone you want to kill for you."

Lu Mier said word by word: "Sign a contract with me."

Sandra took a deep breath and said, "Have you really made up your mind? After you give me your soul, you will never get it back."

Lumir said firmly: "I will never regret it."

"That's what you said." Sandra smiled and raised her lips.

He pinched Lumir's chin, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and gently accepted the soul he had been waiting for for hundreds of years.

Lumir didn't struggle this time, but closed his eyes, carefully feeling the pain of the soul being pulled away.

He used this way to tell himself that he has no regrets, and he can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal!