Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

It turns out that humans can really die instantly...

Murphy was so desperate that night, the pillow was wet with functional tears, and it wasn't just tears, his body was already severely dehydrated, like a fruit that had been drained of all water.

The demon kept feeding him very precious materials to replenish his strength.

But Murphy still fainted from exhaustion, and even had a nightmare after fainting.

He dreamed that he was thrown into a hot stove, burning and burning, burning and burning, his body was about to melt.

Next to the pot, there was a very scary demon staring at him, licking his lips.

Murphy asked tremblingly, "Where is this?"

The devil smiled ferociously, and pointed to the plaque on his finger.

Murphy took a closer look and saw four large characters on the letter: high, C, earth, hell.

Then he woke up startled.

After waking up, Murphy sat there in a daze for a long time.

He felt that his body was hollowed out, every psoas muscle was strained, the skin all over his body was burned by the devil's fire, and even his throat was hurting—oh, he shouted it himself.

OMG, this is so exciting.

Murphy carefully supported himself, and lay back down again.

Although there is no pain, but the state of this broken rag doll must have to rest in bed for several days.

Feeling refreshed, but also tired.

Murphy entered the sage's time, and began to think about the origin of the universe and life, the unity of philosophy and science, and whether the fact that his sex life must be abnormal is his own destiny, or whether he just accepts his fate...

Halfway through the thought, there was another commotion on the rooftop.

Murphy subconsciously pricked up his ears and looked behind the curtain vigilantly.But he didn't sit up because he couldn't feel where his waist was.

From the rooftop, came out that very handsome demon, who was also the owner of the Ring of Black Fire, a certain powerful lord in the abyss.

So far, he has never said his real name—of course, a real name is equal to a weakness for a demon, unless that demon is already strong enough to rival the level of a god.

The devil looked at Murphy who was lying on the bed with a calm face, and said, "You are more tenacious than I imagined. Why, you haven't given up yet, do you think you can escape my control?"

Murphy said nothing.

The demon came over, holding a crystal bottle in his hand, which contained some golden viscous liquid.He took out the spoon and wanted to feed it to Murphy.

Murphy didn't smell it, and thought excitedly and excitedly: What is this, could it be... Ah, I'm still a rag doll now, please don't let me go!

Then he tasted it and found that it was just ordinary honey.

Murphy: "..."

The demon obviously wouldn't do such things as feeding, so he accidentally got the honey out and got it on Murphy's chin.

Before Murphy had time to move, the devil bent down and suddenly pressed him on the bed.

Then the demon licked the honey off him.

Although the honey was gone, Murphy always felt a sticky feeling on his body, as if he had been violated again.

Then the demon looked at him, a bit like looking at a piece of fat, with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes, as well as suppressed desire.He said: "You are completely mine, and no one can steal you away. I will tear down the emerald tower, cast a new cage on the spot, and put you in it..."

Murphy couldn't harden at all now, so he wasn't affected by the super strong hormones at all, so he asked the devil directly, "Is the Emerald Tower still holding on?"

"Fearless persistence." The devil sneered, "If you pin your hopes on these ants, you are too stupid."

Murphy said: "Actually, I still want to ask, is Melis's bank still there? I deposited a lot of gold coins in it, and such a tragic thing happened before I spent it..."

"..."

The devil was silent for a while, then suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You don't need those things anymore."

When Murphy thought about it, he seemed to be right.

He's been taken care of again, so he's happy if he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking!

The devil fed Murphy something, then lay down next to Murphy, staring at Murphy intently.

For the next few days, he would come to the tower every day.

Sometimes he touches Murphy, other times he just looks.Sometimes he would bring some food over to watch Murphy eat with relish; more often he just stayed quietly and dealt with his own affairs.

The devil didn't worry about Murphy's resistance at all. After all, even if a level 36 low-level mage had unfathomable knowledge of spells, he would still be unable to release a single spell if he lost the source of magic power.

Murphy knew this too, and one day he made a request to the devil, saying, "Can you give me back my mage's pocket?"

The devil said, "What do you want?"

Murphy replied, "There are books in it that I haven't finished reading, and two sketches I drew."

The demon narrowed his eyes, and his expression changed subtly.

Murphy didn't seem to notice it, and said, "You don't have to worry about anything else, just return these two troubles to me. That painting is a very important souvenir—"

"The monster in the painting," the devil interrupted him suddenly, "is it your friend?"

Murphy smiled briefly, and said, "It's my very important 'friend'. However, after the natural disaster, he never appeared again, although I miss him a lot—but it's so dangerous here now. , I still hope he has escaped."

The devil didn't say anything, but he lowered his head and kissed Murphy, as if he was in a good mood.

In the evening of the next day, for some reason, the magic pet "Balball" who had been away for many days appeared miraculously!

And he flew directly into the tower.

In the past two days, Murphy has lost a little weight, but the demon pet has not changed at all, and it still looks chubby.

Although he was still dark and ugly, in Murphy's eyes he was ugly and cute.

"Baby, where have you been?" Murphy hugged the coal ball, feeling the long-lost beautiful touch, couldn't help rubbing and pinching.

The magic pet squinted his eyes halfway, and he didn't show any resistance like before."There's something to do," he said.

Murphy said, "You can fly here without fear of danger?"

The pet said: "You forgot, I am also an abyss species, no one will pay attention to me."

Murphy seemed to believe it, and instead of asking any further questions, he hugged his magic pet, fell directly on the bed, and said cheerfully, "Then are you still going out?"

The magic pet said noncommittally: "Not necessarily."

Murphy said: "Then you have to remember to come back and pinch me... Uh, I mean, I will miss you very much, so you have to come back to play with me often."

The magic pet looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "You don't want to escape?"

Murphy poked his two small pointed corners and said with a smile, "I don't want to."

The magic pet seemed quite surprised, and then asked: "Why?"

"It's no use escaping," Murphy said.

He thought to himself: I already have the shape of someone~

Although he didn't say it out loud, he didn't have any negative emotions on his face, and he looked calm and at ease with the situation.

The magic pet didn't speak, but its heart-shaped tail subconsciously stroked Murphy's body.

Murphy reached out and hit his tail with a "snap", watching his eyes widen in surprise.

Murphy complained: "It's itchy, hey, where did you learn this bad habit?"

The magic pet didn't make a sound, pretending that he was just careless, and retracted his tail.

The demon didn't show up all night, and Murphy slept soundly.

When I woke up early the next morning, the magic pet flew to nowhere.

On the contrary, the Black Fire Ring seems to be quite lively.

Murphy stood on the roof, looked down, and could see many things at a glance.

He saw an army of players, making full use of the essence of crowd tactics, broke through the demon's first line of defense, and then was blocked by the elite demon army.

However, the players also formed a very elite raiding team, no more than ten people in total, and through various ingenious arrangements, took the opportunity to sneak into the fortress.

Among these people was an old acquaintance of Murphy's, the sorcerer "Cyan". He got at least four or five rare spells from Murphy, and he was indeed the top character among the players in terms of strength.

But such a peak is not enough to look at in front of the devil.

This team was finally discovered by the three-headed chimera patrolling the sky, and a few breaths almost wiped them out, and only two escaped in the end.

These two people happened to escape not far from the tower, and when they looked at this extremely eye-catching building, they vaguely saw Murphy.

The two became extremely excited all of a sudden, and even took out the signal flare, risking exposing themselves, and spread the news——

Murphy knew it. It turned out that the players were still planning to rescue themselves.

Then, the two players were captured by the demon, and the rest is unknown.

This evening, when the devil arrived, he looked unhappy again.

"You saw those human beings today, huh?" He stared closely at Murphy and said, "Do you feel very happy to see someone working so hard to save you? It's a pity that they can't protect themselves, let alone save you go out."

Murphy said truthfully: "I didn't even see their faces. And I don't know them. I know them better than you. Why did you go with them?"

As if these words satisfied the devil, the aura around him slowed down a bit.

"If you can maintain such a well-behaved appearance," said the devil, "I can consider letting you leave this tower."

Murphy brewed coffee for himself without looking up, and said casually, "It's okay, there's nothing interesting here anyway..." It was all burnt to charcoal by you.

The devil sat opposite Murphy, watching intently after he finished his work, and then remembered something, and said, "I will arrange a servant, and let him do what you need in the future."

Murphy was delighted when he heard it: he has a butler to play with?

Thinking of some things that happened before, Murphy laughed, put his chin on one hand, and said to the devil, "Hey, when can you tell me your name?"