Leopard of another world

Dim room.

Almost burnt out candle.

A girl in a weird pose on the ground.

Blood splattered on the wall, and animal heads were all over the place.

A pale hand protruded from the black robe, holding the huge black pearl on the top of the staff. The hoarse laughter echoed from low to high, as stern as a dagger across glass.

"Hehe...hehehe...hahahahaha!"

"To shut up!"

Lance picked up a skull on the ground and threw it over, brushed the man in black's cheek, hit the wall, and turned into powder.

"Your Majesty, you are so heartless." The black-robed man lifted his hood, showing a sad and wronged look: "You treat me so rudely, have I lost your favor?"

"I wouldn't mind shutting you up myself, Derek."

The blood prince made a zipper movement in front of his mouth in a very sensible way, staring at Lance sadly, expecting him to say something comforting.

Lance gave him a cool look, but said nothing.

Derek's expression suddenly became more mournful. He held back, but he still couldn't hold back, and said in a tentative tone: "Your Majesty, don't you think my appearance just now looks like a perfect evil villain necromancer?"

Derek looked at Lance with bright eyes, like a child waiting for praise.

Lance looked up, his eyes were cold: "I think you were more like a complete psycho just now."

Devastated, Derek looks around for help.

Alice stood in the corner with her arms folded, patting the non-existent dust on the necromancer's robe, smiling contemptuously: "If I had a necromancer like you under my command, he would definitely turn into dust within a second."

Brutal blood orc Simon stood quietly, like a reliable giant tree, with a cold expression, looking straight ahead.

Derek snorted softly, turned his head to look at the dark elf Arnold who had been standing indifferently, and watched eagerly.

It took a long time for A Nuo to look up, his golden eyes without warmth lingered on him for a while, then turned away: "You are the villain from the beginning."

Derek: "..."

The farce came to an end, Lance stood up, and the eyes of several subordinates immediately focused on him.

"Arnold, are they here yet?"

"Your Majesty, the plan was successful. Claude is leading the Holy Knight of Light and will arrive soon."

"Just the two of them?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lance was very satisfied. He estimated the time and nodded to his subordinates: "Let's start, the bigger the noise, the better."

Lying down among the unconscious girls on the ground, Lance adjusted a comfortable posture, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The four subordinates quickly took their positions, and the power of darkness overflowed from their bodies and gradually gathered together. The pressure in the air suddenly became unbearable, and the magic elements of the dark system quickly spread out from the room and drifted away.

Not far from the house, the handsome man in armor suddenly raised his head with a serious expression: "That's the direction! Claude, hurry up!"

"Yes! Evan!"

Amidst the rapid sound of horseshoes and billowing dust, two figures, one in front and one behind, quickly rushed towards the wooden house exuding dark power.

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Lying on the cold ground with his eyes closed, Lance couldn't help but sigh at his bad luck for the one hundred and first time.

Originally, it took 20 years to capture the Holy Knight of Light. Counting the nearly three years it took to create his subordinates, he still has 17 years to use. This time can be said to be very abundant, enough for him to recruit a few more subordinates. The power of the dark world has grown to a considerable scale, officially declaring war on the believers of the God of Light.

It's a pity that all the good plans came to naught after the creation of the bloody orc Simon.

According to the butler Kevin, Deknis' mutation was entirely the inevitable result of Lance's too weak power.

During the process of receiving subordinates in the Eden Realm, the demon kings of all ages will gradually increase their own magic or fighting spirit. This increase is often greater than the energy consumed by the demon world to create subordinates, and the extra energy will gradually replace the housekeeper, thus supporting the entire Dirk. The operation of Nice, the stronger the power of the Demon King itself, the more stable the enchantment and state of Deknis.

As for Lance, although he is not a real waste material, he only has the power of the light system in his body, which is even worse than the magic waste. The energy of the light system cannot support the normal operation of Deknis at all. The source comes entirely from the butler Kevin. Since the creation of subordinates, the power consumption of the demon world has gradually increased. The birth of the bloody orc Simon finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Kevin's strength could no longer be supported, and the entire demon world It is rapidly heading towards collapse. If there is no timely injection of new power, Deknis will become a ruin in at most two years.

So Lance had to quickly make a plan to capture the soul of the holy knight of light. While completing the task, he also expected Evan's powerful soul to become the energy that could support the demon world under the transformation of the magic pool.

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When Evan, the holy knight of light, and his deputy leader Claude broke through the door of the wooden house, what they saw was a girl in a coma on the ground, a man standing in a corner covered in a black robe exuding an evil aura, and Lying in the center, Lance is uncertain of life or death.

The dark power in the wooden house is surprisingly rich, and the evil power emanating from the black-robed man stopped abruptly because of the outsider's intrusion. He cursed in a low voice, and released a high-level undead magic on the visitor, taking advantage of Evan's defense. When he was free, he opened the magic scroll, and ran away neatly through the space teleportation array.

Evan's face is not very good-looking. It is the first time that an evil necromancer can easily escape under his nose. The recent frequent signs of dark forces in the Eden world have alarmed the Church of Light. A while ago, the "White Rose" store "Blood Massacre", now girls with pure magical physiques disappear one after another in the empire. All signs indicate that someone deliberately manipulated it secretly. The darkness has been silent for 500 years. This reappearance made the church panic. The priests they sent out did not A useful result could be obtained from the investigation. After the young daughter of the Grand Duke of the Royal Capital——Elizabeth, who has a pure water magic system, disappeared, Claude, the deputy head of the Holy Knights, finally couldn't sit still anymore and applied to investigate in person.

As Claude's friend and head of the Knights, Evan is naturally also one of the investigators. The two of them led a small team of paladins deep into the dense forest on the border of the empire. While walking around, he felt the sudden burst of dark power.

Following this evil force, they found the place where the missing girl was imprisoned, but let the necromancer who cast the spell escape.

Knowing that this is not the time to be depressed, Evan quickly stepped forward to check the situation of the girl on the ground, and Claude also found his unconscious fiancée, and carefully picked her up.

"Evan, they are just unconscious and not injured. It's a blessing."

"I still have to send it back to the church for the priest to check. The necromancer robbed all the ladies with pure magical physiques. Claude, when I go back, I will find out what he is going to do."

"Ok."

"Also..." Evan's voice suddenly stopped, and he stood up with a surprised look: "A man?"

Evan looked towards the center of the room, where a black-haired man lay: "That necromancer robbed a man among a group of ladies?!"

The young man lying on the ground was pale and looked lifeless. His black hair was softly pasted on his forehead, and his facial features were perfect and exquisite. This was the first time Evan saw such a beautiful man, which made him a little stunned. Leng.

Then, he heard Claude's voice: "Hey, Evan, what a daze! This person looks very bad!"

With a jolt, Evan woke up suddenly, and leaned on the forehead of the unconscious man, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise and shock.

This man's body is being ravaged by dark elements, and a light-type energy is confronting the evil, causing chaos inside the human body.

Evan picked up Lance and said to Claude: "Go back to the nearest town as soon as possible, this gentleman needs treatment!"

The two men gave a signal, and the separated paladins rushed over and loaded the unconscious ladies into the carriage. Evan arranged Lance in a carriage alone, so that the only one accompanying him had a sixth-level light magic The senior priest of ability came to check.

The priest cast a series of detection magic and healing magic. Under Evan's scorching gaze, he raised his head and exclaimed profusely with sweat: "God of light, he has a very strong affinity for light elements, which I have never seen before. To live such a system favored by God!"

"How is he doing?"

"Not too good, this is very strange, other ladies just have a weakened affinity for pure magic, but this gentleman has gathered a lot of dark evil energy in his body, which seems to be forced into it, and his own light affinity Running afoul of the system, destroying his body, he's presumably the ultimate vessel for the evil necromancer to cast his spells."

Evan was a little worried: "Is there any treatment?"

The senior pastor frowned and thought for a long time. Finally, with the assistance of Evan, the two of them mobilized the maximum energy of the light energy that can be achieved so far and forcibly poured it into Lance's body. With the help of the two beams of light energy from outside, the light energy in his body Power finally gained the upper hand, disintegrating and devouring the dark power bit by bit.

"The life is saved, but the body will be damaged, and the treatment still needs to continue."

Pastor Guangming and Evan sat in the carriage profusely with sweat. Lance, who was lying on the cushion, was still unconscious, but his face was much better.

Evan nodded, and finally freed himself to think about other things: "You said he has a strong affinity for light elements?"

"Yes, Your Majesty Evan, this is very rare. I want to write a report and submit it to the Church of Light. I think the church will be very happy to know the news. If he can get the attention of the church and cultivate him, he will definitely become a leader in the future." You, my lord, must know this better than I do."

The pastor was elated, but Evan frowned indistinctly. He really knew better than anyone else, because he possessed an excellent light element affinity physique, which attracted the attention of the Church of Light when he was a child, which made him lucky. As a commoner, he entered the St. Louis Academy of Light, which only nobles can enter, and he mastered the light magic training several times faster than his peers, and finally made him the youngest and most capable holy knight of light in history. , is admired and envied by countless people.

But he knew in his heart how much humiliation he had endured and how much effort he had put in before gaining fame and glory. The group of nobles sneered at his status as a commoner. The envy and jealousy of his peers made him suffer a lot. All these experiences made him easily see through people's hypocrisy and flattery after he became famous. He maintains this appearance, but the holy knight of light needs this image, that's all.

He thought that unless necessary, he was not a person full of sympathy, but after the pastor's words came out, he suddenly felt a little pity for the black-haired man who was unconscious.

It was sympathy for this man who was about to embark on the same path as him, and perhaps a hint of emotion for his past.

A group of people escorted the rescued hostages to a nearby town. After simple treatment, all the ladies woke up within a few days and were picked up by relatives who came one after another. Only Lance was still in a coma.

The accompanying senior pastor and the town's therapist suggested that he be sent to the Church of Light, the capital of the empire, for treatment. There are the best equipment and the most powerful priests of the light department, which can maximize the healing effect.

Evan took the advice and led the team on the road the next day.

During the journey of the paladins, Lance was still in a coma on the surface. In fact, he had been using his spirit to contact the four subordinates back to Deknis. The tribe gradually woke up, and the things to deal with suddenly increased. Coupled with the current extremely unstable situation in Deknis, he has not been able to relax.

He knows that his target person will visit him every day, which makes him very satisfied. One of his main purposes is to get as close as possible to the Holy Knight of Light after he wakes up, because the soul of the Holy Knight of Light has been bestowed by the God of Light. The washing of the ancient magic circle has the blessing of the God of Light, so to bring his soul back to the devil world, it is not as simple as pulling it out and putting it in a bottle.

For this reason, he made more than a dozen sets of plans through repeated spiritual contact and discussions with his subordinates, and overthrew each of them.

"Your Majesty, have you decided which plan to use?"

The flat and cold voice of the dark elf Arnold sounded in his mind, and Lance could imagine his sullen face when he said this.

"Um...this is..."

"Your Majesty, if you remain in a coma, you will be sent to the Church of Light." - This is Derek's voice suddenly interjected.

"Well, of course I'll wake up before that, and besides, I think Alice's plan is good."

"Which plan does Alice have... No, she only has one suggestion, Your Majesty! You don't want to use that, do you?!"

"Derek, calm down. If your subordinates see the appearance of their respected prince, I'm afraid they will run through their hearts with silverware in despair."

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something in Alice's suggestion—" The dark elf paused, and seemed to be carefully wording: "—frivolous."

Hearing the obvious entanglement in Arnold's voice, Lance almost burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, the objection is invalid, that holy knight of light came in to see me again, and I'm going to meet him for real, you guys Go do your business and get in touch later."

Simply cutting off the mental communication, Lance felt a pair of eyes lingering on him, this is a good time.

Eyelids trembled slightly, and Lance moved his fingers.

For a moment, he felt the breathing rate above him change.

Slowly, he opened his eyes, and there was a trace of surprised blue eyes above his head.

"you're awake?"

The voice of the holy knight of light is not bad-this is the first thought that came to Lance's mind.