Leopard of another world

It has to be said that no matter in the past or now, such things as luck have never favored Lance.

His unlucky physique can affect all creatures around him, from that unlucky Alexander, to that unlucky reckless monster, and now to the poor bone leopard under his crotch.

The bone leopard carried him very steadily, so that he didn't feel any discomfort, but ever since he sat on the bone leopard and headed towards an unknown direction, troubles followed one after another.

In just two days, the troubles he encountered with Bone Leopard exceeded the sum of what he encountered in the previous month.

After leaving the huge valley, the bone leopard carried him into a huge desert. In the desert, they encountered all the things that can be encountered in Hollywood disaster movies.

Fire tornado, human-eating quicksand, extreme temperature, and many unexplained weird phenomena.

When Lance rode the bone leopard and saw a row of green on the horizon, he was so excited that he almost cried.

"Oh God, I see the light!"

Lance exerted force on his hand, and there was a crisp cracking sound.

Bone Leopard stopped, turned his head, and looked at him silently with deep eye sockets.

Lance shook the ribs in his hand, smiling a little stiffly: "I was so excited, I accidentally broke it, it was purely an accident."

He connected the ribs back to the section, bit his finger and rubbed some blood on the interface, the crack quickly shrunk and disappeared, and soon became no trace.

Lance: "Look, it's recovered, as if it's not broken."

Bone Leopard turned his head, looked at the horizon, and suddenly arched his back up——

"Well--?!"

Lance let out a muffled snort, and was hit hard in the crotch, leaving the second life in doubt.

"You're revenge!" Lance burst into tears, secretly resenting that he didn't break the bone leopard's ribs one by one just now, the bone leopard ignored him, accelerated, and almost threw Lance on the ground again.

"Slow down, slow down! Whoops, whoops! Don't be fooled, you can't understand the pain of being hurt as a healthy male second life, tell you to slow down and hear it!"

The bone leopard braked immediately, and Lance rolled forward and hit the ground with a thud.

Lance: "..."

"We must have had a grudge in our previous life, just wait for me."

Lance arched his body and clutched his crotch, his posture was extremely ecstatic.

Bone Leopard tilted his head, stepped back suddenly, and stood far away.

Lance sneered: "Why, now you know you're afraid of me?"

Before he finished speaking, the strangely soft and warm ground beneath him suddenly began to shake.

"What the hell is going on..."

puff--

The world was suddenly turned on, and it was dark. The sticky liquid quickly accumulated and rose to Lance's chest. The skin around him felt itchy and painful as if it had been pricked by countless small needles.

Lance felt that his life was really bad. No matter how dull he was, he knew that he had fallen into the belly of a strange creature. The sticky liquid that wrapped his body was probably stomach acid that could corrode him to nothing. something like that.

Curling his lips, he reached out his hand in the darkness and touched the warm wall.

The wall was covered with tiny barbs, and a piece of his skin was scraped off in an instant, and sticky liquid poured into the wound. Lance gasped, his face changed in pain.

The place where he landed suddenly shook, and his whole body fell into the liquid. The shaking became more and more violent. The hand pressing the wall was bloody and bloody, and the sound of tearing was vaguely heard.

A hole was suddenly opened in the darkness, and the strong light pierced in like a silver blade. Lance raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling his body being gently dragged out, and finally fell to the ground.

The bone leopard kept arching him, rubbing its head against Lance's scarred palm, as if treating a fragile baby.

The strange plant that had devoured Lance before was now like a torn rag, scattered on the ground in pieces.

Lance looked down at the horribly corroded underwear, and finally tore off a few rags that were attached to his body, leaving a piece of flesh, and bright red blood flowed down his thigh.

Lance looked at the bone leopard who kept circling around him in a funny way, and patted his head comfortingly.

"It's not dead, don't turn around, it will make you dizzy."

The bone leopard stopped immediately.

Lance: "However, your way is really terrible, and you have brought me into the belly of a man-eating plant."

Bone Leopard lay down, the two green fires in his eye sockets dimmed a bit.

Seeing this, Lance pushed forward, straddled the bone leopard's back and held a rib, grinning: "As compensation, you can break a rib and give it to me to play with."

The bone leopard arched upward fiercely, stretched its limbs and ran vigorously amidst the endless screams, it was very chic.

Lance's facial features were twisted and he lay on the back of the bone leopard, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth.

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Running, Lance found that he and the bone leopard had a few more companions.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, several round, one-man-tall, green things were getting closer and closer, and transparent mucus dripped continuously from the crackling petals, which looked familiar.

In the eyes of those cannibals who can run, they must be like a roast chicken, with the smell of meat exuding from the shiny skin.

Lance obviously didn't have the consciousness to be a roast chicken: "Little Leopard, you killed their child, and the piranha family is here to seek revenge. Hurry up and find a way."

The bone leopard accelerated rapidly.

Lance looked at the piranha that was being thrown further and further away, waved his hand with a smile, and turned around.

A dense row of bush walls appeared three meters away, with spiky branches on outstretched branches.

Lance: "Turn...Turn!"

Bone Leopard ignored it, kicked back gracefully, jumped high, landed firmly on the other side of the bush wall, and braked suddenly.

Lance rolled forward and hit the ground with a thud, rolling and rolling until he hit a soft wall.

A pair of hands in white gloves wrapped around his body around his armpit and lifted him up.

"You are the most embarrassing demon king I have ever seen."

The voice coming from the ear is very low, very mellow, and the words are clearly pronounced.

Lance turned his head sharply, and was shocked when he saw the face of the person surrounding him behind him.

"Come out, little leopard, to see the uniform temptation!"

The bone leopard stepped forward and bit the back of Lance's neck, and dragged him away from the embrace of the handsome man in uniform. Lance held his neck with tears in his eyes, reluctantly watching the handsome black-haired man slowly move away.

The handsome black-haired guy raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very seductively. The gold-trimmed uniform outlined the curve of his back as he bent over.

"I'm meeting you for the first time, His Majesty the Seventh Demon King. I am Kevin, the steward of the Temple of Demons. It is my honor to serve you."

Lance was shocked again.

Is this the production site of "Beginning to Become a Demon King Tomorrow"? !Who can tell him what His Majesty the Seventh Demon King is!

Kevin gracefully turned sideways and made a "please" gesture: "After 500 years of silence, the Palace of Demons has finally ushered in a new owner. Your Majesty, please come with me with your little pet. Do you want black tea for afternoon tea? Or coffee?"

Lance: "I want to take a shower, thanks."

Lance couldn't take a shower in the end, and just before he stripped off his rags and jumped into the steaming pool, Kevin appeared behind him like a ghost, and told him with a smile and politely that there were too many wounds on his body It is not suitable to get wet, please let him serve him as a housekeeper.

So Lance watched with a pale face and stiff body as Kevin wiped his body carefully with a damp cloth. After wiping, Kevin took out a bottle of emerald green liquid and applied it to his wound, and the wound healed instantly.

Lance looked at his recovered body, then at the steaming pool, and finally looked at Kevin who kept smiling all the time, and suddenly felt that he was cheated.

Holding a cup of coffee, Lance sat bitterly in the back garden of the Pantheon Castle, which was sunny and beautiful like a fairyland, and listened to the story told by the butler Kevin with the bone leopard standing beside him.

"The first demon king, His Majesty Dekniss, predicted that after he disappeared, the entire demon world would slowly wither and collapse without the support of dark forces. Therefore, Mr. Deknis forcibly revised the laws of the world to ensure that the life experience of the heterotopic face with the characteristics of a demon king will be in the demon world." When Honkai reached the critical point, it landed in the underground world of Deknis, and came to the Temple of Demons under the guidance of fate, leading the Demon Realm to create new brilliance."

Kevin's golden eyes were fixed on Lance, Lance took a sip of coffee and blinked: "Ah, what's wrong?"

Kevin kept smiling: "According to the last generation of His Majesty the Demon King, 500 years have passed, and the underground world of Deknis is on the verge of destruction. Only the Palace of Demons maintains its original beauty, and you are guided by fate, the new generation of Demon King .”

Lance: "I don't think I have the qualities of a demon king."

Kevin: "No, you will, and you'll find out when you test it later."

Lance thought for a while: "What is the devil going to do, grab the princess and wait to be killed by the knight?"

Kevin refills his coffee: "The target of the devil king is never a stupid and fragile princess. The devil king is a powerful existence standing at the top of the Kasa plane—that is, the top of the world we live in. This is the eternity of every devil king. As for the knight, how could you be killed by that group of weak things, instead, you need to kill the most loyal guard representing the God of Light—the Holy Knight of Light.”

The corner of Lance's mouth twitched: "Can I refuse to be the devil?"

Kevin deepened his smile: "No, only the candidate demon king can break into the enchantment of the Temple of Demons. The moment you enter here, you have already been branded with your soul. If you refuse, or the task of killing the Holy Knight of Light is in If you fail to complete within the valid time, you will be directly obliterated."

Lance felt that he had just come from the dragon pool and fell into the tiger's den again.

Kevin put a piece of lemon cake on his white porcelain plate very thoughtfully: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, as the devil's most loyal steward, I will do my best to support you and let you go to glory step by step. What I want is not to kill the holy knight, but to let you test some attributes."

Lance and Bone Leopard followed Kevin around countless corridors and entered a huge room. In the center of the room was a pool filled with a lavender translucent solution. On the left wall were seven circular semi-convex The object has a smooth surface and glows with different colors. The wall on the right is much simpler, with only a round transparent object.

"The one on the left is an attribute mirror for testing different magic attributes. There are seven types in total, representing seven factions. The one on the right is a test mirror for testing the potential of grudges. Please stand under the wall, your majesty, reach out and press the wall, and the result will appear accordingly. .”

Lance stepped forward and pressed against the wall as promised.

It wasn't until his hands were a little sore that Kevin's voice sounded slowly, with obvious hesitation.

"None of them are on. Judging from the results, you are a waste."

Lance smiled brightly: "That's right, I said earlier that you found the wrong person, I'm not the devil, really."