Leopard of another world

The name Samuel seemed to be erased from his mind overnight. In the days that followed, Lance had no trouble with this title. As the date of the war drew closer, this name was mentioned more and more frequently. Si has always looked indifferent and indifferent.

Evan is very pleased with this. Of course, he does not have extra time to express more emotion. The current situation is very tense, and the war is imminent. Evan and Lance are busy analyzing the strength of the two sides day and night, looking for the next step best foothold.

The Church of Light led by Desmond and the Deknis led by Samuel are equally powerful, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. However, in this battle, Lance still believes that the dark side has a better chance of winning. First, the big In general, the demon world loses less and wins more in nearly a hundred battles, which has a significant effect on boosting the morale of the demon army; second, Samuel will personally sit in the upcoming battle. It is enough to destroy any angel legion in the church. Even if Desmond himself goes out, he may not be able to win the round. After all, Samuel was once the most beloved angel under the Father God, and he has status and strength.

At the moment when the war started, Lance and Evan stood on the distant mountain and watched the battle. Soldiers from both sides poured into the plain like a tide. The air soon filled with the disgusting smell of blood.

"Lance, Samuel didn't seem to show up." Evan said suddenly.

"Is that so..." Lance hooked the corner of his mouth indifferently: "So what."

Evan glanced at Lance hesitantly, and finally turned his head to look at the battlefield intently, and stopped talking.

Lance's pupils sank slightly. He knew what Evan wanted to say. It was very abnormal for Samuel not to appear in such a battle. He didn't believe that with Samuel's personality, he would really stay in the castle and enjoy himself. The only one Perhaps, the ambitious and unpredictable King of the Demon Realm came up with some kind of plan to bestow a "big gift" to the church, and the short-term advantage of the church in the current battle situation will soon come to an end.

However, until nearly half of the Demon Realm's army fell, the situation remained unchanged, and even Lance began to be puzzled.

"What happened to the army of the Demon Realm? It's so vulnerable, do you plan to annihilate the entire army?"

Evan shrugged his shoulders, expressing the same ignorance. At this moment, a huge noise suddenly erupted from the church's army, gradually converging into a huge wave, spreading far away, with an inspiring roar.

"The devil king is dead! Killed by justice and light! The light will always belong to us who are righteous! The light is eternal! Long live the church!"

An angel hovered down from the sky and flew over the battlefield. He was covered in blood, but he had a bright and proud smile on his face. He held a freshly severed head in his hand, and the blood dripped down from the cut. Lance narrowed his eyes, vaguely feeling that the blurred features on the head looked very much like Samuel.

The news of the death of the Demon King spread across the wilderness in an instant, and the bright army surged with momentum, rushing towards the soldiers of the Demon Realm like a tidal wave. Under the pressure of the huge sudden explosion, the dark warriors retreated steadily, and finally threw away their helmets and armor, and began to flee and retreat .

Lance stared dumbfounded at the one-sided battle situation, completely unable to imagine how things turned out like this, Samuel died? !This was ridiculous, but if Samuel was all right, why didn't he show up and let his soldiers be bewitched by rumors and come home defeated?

Before they had time to think carefully, Lance was dragged away by Evan in a hurry. Once the battle situation was decided, they had to move as soon as possible. The light side won too smoothly, so they were caught off guard, and the action had to be rushed in advance.

Lance still felt that the world was very unreal until he returned to the base. He repeatedly asked Evan if Samuel was really dead and if the head really belonged to him.

"I don't know, Lance." Evan replied, his face full of helplessness: "We must leave as soon as possible. If you want to know more, we will send someone to find out the news."

It could only be like this, Lance stopped talking, his heart was still full of astonishment, the church's methods were too clumsy, spreading rumors of the general's death on the battlefield did shake the morale of the army, but it was also very easy to be exposed, but why did Samuel Don't show up, let the army of the demon world retreat, Lance thought for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his eyes dimmed, yes, this is his strategy again, sacrificing some people to confuse the enemy to achieve his goal, That's what he's always been good at.

After the victory of the war, the army of the Church of Light occupied the central area in a short period of time, and opened the curtain of continuous wars in one go, and continuously regained the territory that was robbed before. The army of the Demon Realm seemed unwilling to fight. After a brief confrontation, they retreated, and continued to retreat to the edge of Eden, that is, the foggy forest with chaotic gaps.

The weak Lance and his party were forced to keep retreating. The days of running around made them quite devastated, and the forbearance of the Deknis army made him unclear. What Evan brought to him was about The ins and outs of the death of the demon king that were passed on made him totally unacceptable.

"You said that on the day of the war, Samuel was having fun with his pet in the castle, and in the end he was cut off by the undercover pet on the bed?!"

"Yes, I heard that it is a powerful man-made angel who is a pet, deliberately pretending to be a captive and obedient, and has been lurking for a long time."

"What are you kidding!" Lance slapped the table and stood up, his expression twisted slightly: "Samuel will be killed by his lover on the bed because of carelessness? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard! What is he? Man! His blood is cold! He can use everything around him to achieve his goals and ambitions, and he will never let go of his guard against anyone!"

"But no matter what the facts are, Samuel hasn't appeared since then, right? This cannot be denied."

"That doesn't mean he's dead! Maybe he's brewing a bigger conspiracy."

"But it is also true that the demon army is retreating steadily. It seems that they are going to retreat to Deknis. There are rumors that this is because the demon king has to return to the demon world to be reborn."

Lance took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. He still couldn't believe that Samuel would end up in such a ridiculous way of death. He was too familiar with that person.

Just when Lance and his team were forced to retreat to the edge of the foggy forest between the two forces, the dark elf Arno, who had been in a coma for many days, finally woke up. Lance got the news at noon. Quickly came to the room where Arnold was resting, lifted the curtain and entered.

"Master." Arnold's expression was still a little confused, but the address he called reflexively after seeing Lance still made Lance slightly taken aback.

"Master, so you are really here." Arnold struggled to sit up with Claude's support, and stretched out his hand towards Lance. Lance held it in confusion, and suddenly felt a wave coming from the opponent's palm , startled and reflexively wanted to throw it away, but was firmly grasped.

The dark purple pattern spread from the back of Arnold's hand to Lance's hand, flashed slightly, and sank into the skin.

"Master-servant contract?" Lance pursed his lips, staring at Arnold with an unpredictable expression: "What do you mean?"

"Only you are our only master." Arnold bowed his head slightly with a hint of respect in his indifferent expression: "Claude should have mentioned it to you."

"Oh, he is still so obedient after being almost killed by Samuel. It seems that he does have some means of controlling people's hearts. When I was under house arrest in the Temple of Demons, I didn't see you so respectful and polite." Lance's heart rose faintly. Angry, but after thinking about it, the lives of several subordinates were firmly held by Samuel at the beginning, and now it seems stingy to bring up the old matter and take all the anger on Arnold. He put on an appearance of respectfully listening to any beating or scolding, so he snorted coldly and let it go.

Forget it, the master-servant contract that Arnold signed just now is with Lance, not the identity of the Demon King. Since he has put his life in his hands, there is no point in holding on to it.

After calming down the anger in his heart, Lance sat down beside him: "What's the matter with you, he really wants to kill you?"

"Yes, master." Arnold said lightly: "I trespassed on the forbidden area and made offensive actions, which made His Majesty Samuel furious."

"Forbidden place? Where did you go?"

"Io Great Abyss, Master."

there?Lance fell into deep thought. He had been there a long time ago, and it was also the place where Samuel transformed from a black panther to a human for the first time. If Arnold hadn’t mentioned it, he would have probably forgotten about that episode. The doubts in his heart resurfaced again, as if, as if, that time he felt the opposite light breath from Deknis at the bottom of the abyss?

"What did you do?"

"Do you still remember the enchantment at the bottom of the abyss that blocked the progress of our subordinates? I tried to destroy the enchantment, but was discovered by His Majesty Samuel. His Majesty was furious and wanted to punish him. Claude came, so the following things You know all about it."

Seeing that Lance frowned and said nothing, Arnold said softly: "Master, since you left, His Majesty Samuel has often entered that enchantment, and only you have entered there. Do you know what is inside? Your Majesty, every time he enters I have to stay for a long time at a time, and I can't listen to any advice, but his physical condition is really not suitable..."

"Samuel is not in good health?" Lance sneered, "Why do I feel so good? The last time I saw him was enjoying himself at the banquet!"

"Have you seen him?" Arnold looked at Lance: "Can't you see that his condition has..."

"The last time I saw him, he was sitting on the throne of the castle with his arms around a hapless artificial angel wantonly abused/tortured. Do you think he is doing well?"

"Impossible, master, there must be something wrong!"

"Could it be that I'm hallucinating!" Lance raised the corner of his mouth, "Forget it, it's pointless to argue about it now, there are rumors outside that Samuel was killed in bed by his lover, whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me. "

"His Majesty Samuel is dead?!" Arnold seemed to be struck by lightning, his expression blank for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "Yes, I should have seen that he couldn't last long in his state."

Lance was stunned, and he blinked: "What did you say, say it again."

"His Majesty Samuel's state can't last long..."

"You mean he's really dead?!" Lance's eyes widened, his hands shook, and the teacup fell to the ground and fell to pieces: "Samuel is dead? How could he die so easily? Didn't you even tell him about his conspiracy? ?!"

"Master." Arnold looked up and looked at Lance quietly: "I don't know how you came to the conclusion that His Majesty Samuel is in good condition. In fact, His Majesty Samuel's physical condition has been deteriorating since you left. You are the knot in his heart that he can't open. He is desperate to find you. Although I am not qualified to say anything, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you and him. If he really doesn't care about you, he will not do those things. His condition is obvious to all of our subordinates, if you say he is dead, I will not be surprised when you think of his condition."

Samuel really dead?

Seeing the determined Arnold, Lance was completely at a loss.

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