Welcome to Nightmare Game III

This is not a marriage proposal, but Naxin is asking her for power.Aya realized this instantly.

Nassin also made no secret of her deal: "As long as you nod, I will start to arrange, and we will have a simple but effective wedding. In the next meeting of the council, I will order my allies to oppose the witch of resentment and despair." The witch's proposal to re-elect the chief, you will regain your freedom and take over the council again, and I will jointly exercise the power of the chief with you."

It's almost a perfect deal.

As long as Aya agrees to this marriage with impure motives and agrees to share the chief's power, she will have a reliable ally to help her escape from the shadow of imminent death.

Is Naxin reliable?

Aya silently looked at the nihilistic witch carved from ice in the round mirror, and quickly flipped through the bits and pieces about her in her memory.

Compared with the Witch of Resentment and Witch of Despair, Snow Demon Nasin is a witch with weak desire for power, which may be related to her origin of "nothingness".But she is not wishless, she desires power more than anyone else.

Three years ago, in the lake of fire in purgatory, they had a conversation that was shallow and deep.

Aya believes that if power does not exist to protect someone or something, then power is meaningless.Na Xin couldn't understand that the old devil gave up the pursuit of supreme power for the sake of feelings, because in her eyes, power itself is meaning.

They broke up unhappy, and in the years that followed, Nassin silently watched Aya ascend the throne of the chief of the council, and with the tacit approval of the Destroyer Demon King, she drastically cleaned up the members.She neither helped nor hindered, as if she didn't care about these things.

But Aya knew that Naxin was a formidable opponent.

She clearly knew that it was Aya's proposal that she would be assigned by the Demon King of Destruction to Southern Border, but she didn't seem to know that she hibernated quietly in Southern Border where the heat was so hot that she couldn't rest day and night, even after Aya was thrown into the dungeon. The mirror of contact was sent in a voice.

There is only one reason for the devil's patience: it is plotting something greater.

So, what does Na Xin, who is dismissive of feelings and power, really want?

Aya and Nassin stared at each other through the round mirror.

Na Xin still kept her eyes closed, she never opened them, not because the gaze of the snow demon would freeze people into ice, but because she was stabbed blind when she was young—a trafficked Demon slaves only need to be beautiful, and should not have eyes that can hurt their masters.

Years later, the fugitive slave Nassin met the old devil who had just arrived in the devil world, and the old devil's companions. Under the guidance of those people, she learned how to become powerful and how charming power is.

Power can turn a weak slave into a strong master of destiny.

Naxin, who had awakened the origin of nothingness, returned to the land of childhood nightmares, gouged out the eyes of the demon lord with her own hands, and swallowed those blood-stained eyeballs alive, the taste of blood was stronger than the red lips of the snow demon charming.

That's power, unrivaled attraction.

Nothingness, no longer nothingness, but everything about her.

Aya recalled the past about Naxin, and had a vague guess in her mind: Naxin's promise was a half-truth and half-truth.

"I understand." Aya looked at her indifferently, "What you want is not the chief's power, but..."

Rather, her "legacy".

Naxin didn't feel ashamed of her lies being exposed, the beautiful snow demon said softly: "Yes, I won't save your life, but I guarantee that the underground ant city will operate according to the order you left behind. So , Sir, what is your answer?"

………………

The oasis season in Metung Ridge came unexpectedly.

In the shadow cast by the soaring magic dragon, the harsh ice season is over, scorching magma emerges again in the rift valley of the snow-burning plateau, and the underground hot springs continue to erupt, creating a snowfield oasis.

The calamity demon stood on the city wall, looking at the sky jellyfish migrating here in the clouds, and sighed: "The devil world really needs a commercial code, so that I can know whether the deposit for the batch of winter supplies I urgently ordered can be refunded." .”

Beside him, the war demon let out a sneering laugh: "The code is meaningless unless it can be enforced."

The calamity demon thought about it seriously: "If it is implemented, then I can't just barbecue my business partners and take their property as my own."

War Demon corrected calmly: "Your actions are applicable to the criminal code."

The calamity demon scratched his head: "I really don't understand these things in the human world. A textbook is enough for me. It is the root of all evil!"

The war demon smiled: "Then you should be glad that there will be no exams during the period when His Majesty is missing."

The calamity demon immediately became happy. He raised his arms high and shouted while running wildly on the city wall: "Long live, long live the exam exemption! Long live your majesty's disappearance!"

Looking at his crazy colleagues, the war demon secretly rolled his eyes.

The calamity demon ran back and forth on the city wall, and finally returned to the war demon panting: "Hi, I saw two beauties just now!"

The war demon looked at him suspiciously: "So, what about people?"

The calamity demon sighed: "I walked too fast, and I lost my mind, and the person disappeared."

One of the two was wearing a tight windproof cloak, and could not see their faces at all, but the Calamity Demon intuitively judged that it was a succubus, and the succubus was naturally a beauty. As for the other person, her back...

The calamity demon smacked his lips, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to hand over the skewered magma grilled tongue. He ate while recalling a familiar name.

nightingale.

When she left the council, she was a precocious little girl, only as tall as his chest. Now that more than 20 years have passed, will she come back?

But what is she doing when she comes back?Now that the situation in the council is so dangerous and complicated, what kind of changes will her arrival bring?

No, it wasn't necessarily Nightingale, maybe he just misread it.

Even if Nightingale came back, she wouldn't even be able to enter the conference hall without notifying her in advance.

The Witch of Resentment and the Witch of Despair, the like-minded "resentful couple", have taken complete safeguards for the re-election of the chief council meeting. The garrison troops stationed around the Midsummer Palace alone are enough to withstand a city-wide turmoil. up.

Hmm... Sure enough, he must have read it wrong.

Just when the calamity demon was puzzled, the subordinates of the resentful witch found him and the war demon and reminded them that the meeting was about to begin.

Forget it, don't think about it, let's go to a meeting to deal with the Dragon Ant Queen first, the calamity demon gnaws on the delicious grilled tongue without any psychological burden, salivating what a tongue of the origin of order would be like.

That must be pretty delicious.

The war demon has gone far away, and Calamity is slowly walking towards the midsummer palace. The warm wind in the oasis season is still mixed with a slight chill, but the chill is getting deeper and colder, and he is getting colder and colder. Going slower, slower and slower, and finally stopped.

He didn't know when he walked into a trap of obscurity, a well-hidden barrier, and he didn't come back to his senses until he stepped into it completely.

The calamity demon slowly chewed the last mouthful of his grilled tongue, his eyes that always had a crazy smile slowly cooled down.

"Is this how you treat your old colleagues, Nightingale?"

In the mist, Nightingale came out with light steps like a huntress in the growing forest.

I haven't seen her for 25 years. She has grown so much taller that she is a different person from before. But the strange thing is that the moment the calamity demon saw her, he was sure that the person in front of him was Nightingale.

"Long time no see, you are still as careless as before." Nightingale said bluntly.

"Oh, it's carelessness and madness that create disasters, so you can't blame me for being careless." The disaster demon justified himself nonchalantly, he tilted his head, hiding the coldness in his eyes , asked innocently and curiously, "I haven't seen you for so long, why did you come to me? Let me state in advance, if I borrow money, I will not agree."

When he asked these words, the Calamity Demon's brain was running fast, and he tried to memorize the textbooks in the last few minutes before the exam to think about what Nightingale came to him for.

Cooperation can only be cooperation.

At this time point, she will come to him to cooperate, which must have something to do with this council meeting.

To save the Dragon Ant Queen?Or to kill resentment and despair?Could it be that he wanted to kill back the council and take the position of chief?

But just relying on the two of them to work together, no matter what goal they want to achieve, it is almost equivalent to death.

The calamity demon began to think about how to politely reject Nightingale without losing his lovely head. He didn't think Nightingale could convince himself, because she didn't have a decent bargaining chip at all, otherwise why would she secretly stop him before the meeting to seek cooperation?

Just as he was racking his brains, the calamity demon suddenly shuddered, and a coldness that was colder than the cold wind stuck to his lower back. Is that...a dagger?A dangerous dagger.

The calamity demon let out an "oops". Now that he knew where the succubus that was traveling with Nightingale had gone, he really was too careless.

"You smell so good." The calamity demon didn't look scared at all. He smiled and said to the succubus who might have stabbed his kidney with a knife, "I've never smelled this freshness on a succubus before. The smell of the succubus, ummmm, is the breath of nature, full of vitality, which is really special. But I still like the smell of the succubus, the sweet smell of lust... Hey, wait, don't poke it, I bleed, I bleed!!!"

The calamity demon panicked, the dagger behind him actually pierced through his clothes and skin, and if he went a few centimeters deeper, his lovely kidney would be seriously injured!

Why, doesn't this succubus like his coquettish talk?His coquettish words have been verified by countless succubus cuties. Everyone wants to "have dinner" with him after hearing it. Why is this succubus suddenly angry!

The warm breath fell behind the calamity demon's ears. The succubus was not very happy, but said a sentence in a sweet tone that made his brain explode.

"Be polite to your Majesty the Queen, have you learned it, eh?"

With a pain in his waist, the calamity demon turned his head in horror, and met the charming and affectionate smile of the succubus, as well as the cold killing intent in his eyes.

He had seen this face three years ago, and even though it had a bit more of a succubus, there was no doubt that it was from Qi Le.

At this moment, the disaster and the devil couldn't wait to return to the one who stabbed to death 1 minute ago.He molested the Queen, and if His Majesty knew about it, he would lose his lovely head!

But there is no time machine in the Demon Realm, so the calamity demon could only show an awkward yet polite smile: "Hi, Your Majesty, you are truly radiant. Your Majesty will be very happy to see you."

The succubus smiled even sweeter: "So what about others? Oh, I almost forgot, you lost him, forcing me to travel thousands of miles to find someone."

Calamity Devil: "..."

"In order to make your Majesty 'extremely happy' as soon as possible, we should cooperate sincerely. As long as the cooperation is happy, I will forget about your politeness question just now, and then I invite you to taste the magma roast tongue of 'resentment', how about it?" Succubus With a hoarse and sexy voice, he threw out an invitation for cooperation.

The calamity demon used the efficiency of answering questions in the last minute before the textbook exam was handed in to think about the pros and cons. Under the threat of a deeper and deeper dagger, he made a wise choice: "I am happy to serve you."