Leopard of another world

There was no ecstasy, no excitement, Lance looked numbly at A Nuo with a dull expression, and his mind was aching from the impact of chaotic information.

"Wait, Arnold, you said he was really dead?"

"I only know that before I left Deknis, His Majesty's condition was almost unbearable."

"But, but I saw him having fun in the castle on the front line a while ago! He can't see anything unusual!"

A Nuo was slightly taken aback: "What did you say? Where is he?"

"The castle on the front line, he came to the front line in person a while ago."

A Nuo showed a look of sudden realization, and a smile rarely appeared on his indifferent face: "Master, it seems that our previous conversation was completely wrong. If you saw him in the Eden Realm, then that person must not be His Majesty Samuel. "

"You mean..." Lance quickly reacted: "You mean that person is a fake...but who dares to pretend to be the devil!"

"Have you forgotten what I am good at, master."

"Puppet..." Lance's eyes lit up, "That person is the puppet you controlled."

"That's right, that's the puppet I made. It's exactly the same as His Majesty, but His Majesty's control over the puppet is in his hands. As for why I'm so sure, it's because, given His Majesty's current physical condition, he can't come here in person." Eden Realm."

"So, he's not dead yet." Lance's voice calmed down: "Hmph, I just said how could he die so easily, his ambition hasn't been realized yet..."

"But after a while, the rumor will probably come true."

Lance fell silent, Arnold looked at Lance, and said softly: "Master, whether you want to believe it or not, I still hope that you can go to Deknis to meet His Majesty. If you want to, you will definitely be able to see him , besides staying in the Great Abyss of Io, he is just lying in the bedroom to recuperate..."

"Enough." Lance stood up and opened the curtain and turned his head to look back: "Arnold, you have a good rest, I'll come see you later."

The moment he left the room, Lance heard a sigh from behind, faintly drifting into his ears, his figure paused, his face darkened, he strode forward, bumped into a person's chest at the corner, and stepped back It took a few steps to stabilize his figure.

"Evan?"

Evan showed a slight smile: "I heard that Arnold woke up, it seems that you have seen him."

"Yes." Lance nodded: "Not only met, but also learned a lot of news. He said that Samuel is not dead."

"Samuel is not dead?" Evan's eyes widened slightly: "Are you sure?"

"There is a contract, there is no need for Anuo to lie to me." Lance nodded: "The one who died was just a puppet, and the deity should still be in Deknis."

"I see." Evan sighed, staring at Lance suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to go?"

"No, I haven't thought about it yet." Lance avoided Evan's quiet eyes and turned to look elsewhere: "I'm not sure if it's necessary, Evan, you will support my decision, right?"

Evan was silent, looked at Lance's expectant eyes, lowered his eyes slightly, and showed a wry smile: "Yes, Lance."

Lance silently gave Evan a hug, let go and strode away. Evan stood still and watched his fading back until he could no longer see him.

Back in the house, Lance sat on the bed and thought for a long time. Since what he saw that day was not the truth, should he go again, give Samuel a chance, and give himself a chance to figure out everything, Only he himself knows how much he longs for an answer in his heart, an answer that can end everything, but this time, the place he is going to is Dekness, which is Samuel's region, even though Claude said that he is no longer the devil , but Lance still has concerns. His past experience made him unable to overcome the fear in his heart. He could not imagine what it would be like to return to that place again and be imprisoned again. He would take risks or retreat. He faced this difficult situation. choice.

"I go with you."

When Evan said this, Lance was taken aback for a moment, and looked straight at Evan: "I haven't decided whether to take the risk yet."

"Actually, you have already made a decision in your heart, haven't you?" Evan showed a rare wry smile: "Your eyes can't fool me."

Lance was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "If Samuel really removes the position of Demon King and makes all his subordinates admit that I am the only master, then this will undoubtedly add a heavyweight weight to our strength. If the subordinates sign a contract with me again, we will instantly obtain several powerful troops for dispatch, which is very beneficial to us, so I want to go..."

Lance said a reason that he couldn't even convince himself, and looked around evasively, but Evan nodded solemnly, and said as if it meant something: "I understand, it will be safer to bring me."

Lance pursed his lips, looked at Evan, and nodded slowly. He knew that what he owed to Evan would probably be paid off for the rest of his life.

As the light army's offensive became more intense, most of the demon troops in the Eden realm retreated back to Deknis, and Lance and his team stopped and walked, almost coming to the vicinity of the chaotic gap. With great convenience, a few days later, Lance and Evan officially set off, stepping into the place they escaped many years ago again.

The Hall of Demons was very deserted, with surprisingly few guards. If Lance hadn't known that Samuel was still staying here, he would almost have thought it was a dead castle with no breath of life.

Evan stopped in the corridor consciously. Lance took a deep breath, looked at Samuel's bedroom not far away, clenched his fists, and walked forward quietly.

"I'll wait for you here." Evan's voice came softly, and Lance made a gesture of acceptance, and without looking back, he submerged his body into the darkness and sneaked in through the half-open window of the bedroom.

The cold wind blew in and lifted the heavy curtains. Lance saw a black figure lying quietly on the bed, motionless, with his chest heaving weakly.

Approaching cautiously and cautiously, Lance's heart beat violently with every step. Finally, he stood on the head of the bed, looking at the familiar face under the dim light, and was beyond shocked.

Is this man on the bed really Samuel? What about that almost half-destroyed face? What about the sunken cheeks and ribs visible on the chest, Samuel? Er was unbelievably thin, and his exposed skin was covered with large areas of ferocious and dull burn scars. The scars on his face spread from the left half of his forehead all the way down, across half of his face, ferocious and terrifying.

Lance took a step back uncontrollably, with cold sweat on his palms, he couldn't believe that this lifeless man lying on the bed was the Samuel he was familiar with, Samuel would not let others walk to his bedside without any Surprisingly, Samuel would not be so skinny, and Samuel would not frown and look sad when he was asleep, this person was not Samuel.

"Lance..."

With a soft call, Lance jumped away like a thunderbolt. He looked at the bed in surprise, Samuel muttered to himself, his eyes were still closed, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was agitated, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

"Lance...Lance...don't go, I won't let you die, Lance...come back, they all deserve to die..."

Lance's heart twitched violently. The sharp pain made his face pale until he twisted. He stared closely at Samuel who still hadn't woken up. Grabbing the chest and burns, leaving a bloodstain.

Lance stepped forward with a frown, grabbed Samuel's hand and stopped him from moving, but Samuel seemed to have caught the straw to save his life, he held it tightly and never let go, and the eyebrows also slowly Stretch out.

"Lance...Lance..."

The call gradually weakened, and Samuel fell into a deep sleep again. Lance couldn't pull his hands away, so he could only sit quietly in the dark, quietly looking at the lying man.

I don't know how long it took, Samuel's eyelids moved slightly, he woke up slowly, his eyes opened, his purple pupils were dim and confused, it took a long time to regain focus, and they were fixed on Lance's face motionless.

Lance stared at him silently, without saying a word, he felt that the other party's hand holding him began to tremble, and the trembling became bigger and bigger.

"Lance?" A light, seemingly weightless voice echoed in the bedroom. Seeing Samuel close his eyes again, Lance smiled bitterly: "Am I still awake?"

"Can you let go of your hand, you held it for most of the night."

Samuel opened his eyes suddenly, clenched them more and more excitedly, struggled to sit up, and hugged each other tightly, as if he was going to embed him in his bones: "Lance, it's really you!"

"Let go!" Lance yelled, Samuel froze slightly, but let go obediently, with heavy eyes, looking at him with anticipation: "Lance, are you here to see me?"

"No." Lance heard his own voice full of coldness: "I came here to know something."

"Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything." Samuel cautiously reached out to touch Lance, but he was mercilessly thrown away by the other party, and his body hit the bedpost with a thud due to inertia, his face turned pale, and his face dropped. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"When did your body become so weak?!" Lance looked at his hands in astonishment, he didn't use any strength, why did Samuel fall like that.

"It's okay...it's an old problem." Samuel waved his hand, leaned on the pillow and panted for a while before his face got better, and looked at Lance gently: "Lance, the position of the devil is always yours , as long as you come back."

"When did I say I'm coming back?" Lance raised the corner of his lips coldly: "It doesn't matter what you make yourself into, I just want to know what you hid from me back then!"

"What... What are you hiding?" Samuel's face froze: "Everything I did back then was all my fault. I don't know how to make up for it now. As long as you want, I will do what you say, as long as ...as long as I can stay by your side."

"You still want to deceive?!" Lance sneered: "Why did I hear Desmond say that I am the source of disaster? Did God the Father kill me?! I don't care what you did without telling me , but, as the person concerned, I have the right to know the truth."

"You..." Samuel looked at Lance quietly and sighed softly, "You really want to know?"

"That's what I'm here for."

"Then, promise me, Lance, don't be impulsive after knowing everything, you can't have any more accidents."

Lance smiled sarcastically. He wanted to make some sarcasm at first, but after seeing Samuel's worried and concerned eyes, he just snorted twice: "Go ahead."

"Father God once received a prophecy about the future, one of his angels will destroy the entire God Realm, that angel is the 'source of disaster', and in the prophecy, another angel 'salvation angel' With the power to save the God Realm, the only characteristic of the Angel of Salvation is that he will be cut off by the source of disaster. There is a secret description of the characteristics of the angel of disaster in the prophecy. I pay more attention to you, but based on the relationship between me and you at that time, the description of the source of disaster in that prophecy completely matches yours." Samuel paused, and said softly: "Lance, you know how much I was at that time. Are you afraid? Once God the Father notices you, it will be easy for him to destroy an angel. I can’t let you have an accident, and I can’t think of any other way. I must divert God the Father's attention."

"So you stole the sword of judgment, defected to the heavens, and made Father God think that the angel in the prophecy was you?"

"This is one aspect. On the other hand, Father God will never let any hidden dangers that threaten his rule go unnoticed. The heavens are no longer safe for you. As long as you stay in the heavens for a day, you will be in danger for a day." , if... I think if I open up another world and take you there, maybe I can be safe... So I defected to the heavens, made the illusion that I was the 'source of disaster', and cut off your wings to let you Father God thought you were the Angel of Salvation, and gave you the right to lead the army, let you fight me, and took the opportunity to bring you back to my territory."

Samuel stopped suddenly. He looked at Lance's astonished expression, and smiled wryly, "After I took you away, you always wanted to escape back to the heavens, and the Father God who created me still has a part of me who defected. At that time, my mood was very unstable, and I did many things that made you... Sorry, Lance, I can't imagine that I would imprison you like that. What scares me the most is that in my During the period of imprisoning you, Father God has already begun to notice that something is wrong. He began to suspect you. After you fled back to heaven, I learned that he had placed you under house arrest. I knew your identity would be discovered sooner or later. I brought the army to snatch you When I came back, I didn’t expect Father God to put down a ruthless hand on the battlefield and wanted to directly crush your soul and destroy you, Lance, I’m sorry, I kept you a secret for so long, I..."

"Just because of that illusory prophecy, I have to suffer those unwarranted disasters?!" Lance said excitedly: "Samuel, you did everything according to your ideas from the beginning to the end, but you forgot to ask me if I would like to Willing! Why do you let me suffer these pains? At that time, as a lover, didn’t you even have the most basic trust in me? Why didn’t you tell me everything! Do you think you are great! Do you think these words are Can I have no resentment towards you!"

"What can I do!" Samuel was also excited, and he grabbed Lance's hand suddenly, his voice hoarse: "How dare I tell you! You know what the consequences will be, do you know! At that time, you just A capable angel, at this level, all your thoughts are invisible to God. Once you know it, it means that God will find out. I will never take such a risk. I would rather you hate me than To see you destroyed..."

"But..." Lance's face was pale, and he squirmed his lips: "But in this world, why did you hide it from me, you approached me as a black panther, regained the position of the devil king, and you put me under house arrest? Because you are afraid of Father God, this is another plane!"

"Before I regained my human form, I didn't have any memories of the past. At that time, I was just a black panther." Samuel's voice sank: "After I regained my human form, I dare not tell you. I thought everything was over and there was no need for old things. Bringing it up again will make you painful, but you never thought that Desmond would come here across the plane, and he still came here with the mission of killing you. If he doesn't appear, maybe you will never recall that place again. A piece of the past, I thought I could accompany you quietly and make up for everything. After Desmond came, I didn't expect Kevin to do those things, and when you knew my identity, you could listen to me at that time. Come into my words, Lance, think about it for yourself."

Lance was silent. At that time, he was indeed full of resentment. He would never believe a word Samuel said. It was ridiculous that he was so dazzled by hatred that he didn't realize that Desmond wanted to execute him. How clumsy the excuse is, if he was a little more sober at the time, he would have noticed Desmond's weird attitude and eager to kill him. Until now, he has first caught the problem from Desmond's mouth and became suspicious After that, I really believed in that complicated past.

Lance looked at Samuel with a pale face, with unspeakable sadness in his heart. Although he accepted that explanation, why did he have to go through those things? Is it enough to deny everything because of a ridiculous prophecy?

"Lance." As if seeing the pain in Lance's heart, Samuel held his hands tentatively: "Lance, come back, Dekniss will always be yours, and Desmond still hasn't given up. For your search, he wants to use you to coerce me to achieve his ambition to rule this plane, Eden is not safe for you, come back."

The author has something to say: I am a cute manuscript box, and I will post this chapter on behalf of the master. The master will update it on time on Tuesday. As a short-lived manuscript box, I will miss your QUQ