Law of the Dragon

Sa Keluo has already changed several horses, and these poor mounts almost lost their strength due to galloping day and night. Fortunately, the post stations along the way have good horses to provide.

At this moment, Sa Keluo felt that if he was really a demon god, it would be better to appear next to Eros with a "hula" all at once. Isn't all the legendary demon gods able to do this?But what's frustrating is that his part about the power of the demon god only appears occasionally, and most of the time, he is no different from humans at all.He'll be hungry, he'll be tired, he'll have a headache, and he'll have someone he wants.

When Sa Keluo was baptized as an adult, his father once took him to a church in the first district, where the solemn and solemn, spacious and bright hall was full of various religious murals. He walked while looking at it, and finally stopped at a In front of the pitch-black picture, he was perplexed.

The one who took him to visit was an old bishop. His age was no longer suitable for engaging in education and guidance activities in the diocese. The Pope asked him to retire here, because his father had stayed in his diocese before, so this time he came accompany yourself.

"What is this?" he asked.

The old bishop answered his question with a gentle smile: "This is darkness."

Sa Keluo looked up at the darkness of the front wall in confusion, and finally came to a conclusion, "Which artist painted it, he cut corners too much, how much did you pay him?"

The bishop shook his head slowly: "This is not drawn by the painter, but by the Pope when Hildor was first established. Well, it has been a few years, and he said it is the demon god."

Thakro sighed and said at that time: "That... is really simple."

"It is said that the Pope... used to be very close to the Demon God. I don't know if this is a kind of abstract painting," the bishop said, "However, everyone left this painting out of respect for the Pope. Call it painting."

Sa Keluo looked curiously, this is a very strange pigment, it can absorb light, so from a distance, this painting looks like a dark corner, and there are even some strange and unsuspecting creatures dormant in it. Well-meaning creature.

That painting left a deep impression on him, but for some reason, he remembered this now.

Probably because the journey is boring.

The most hateful thing is that the Minister of Finance didn't tell him that they used elf horses. He didn't understand until he ran for more than a day. If he couldn't catch up like this, he must have used elf horses. It's a pity that no one reminded him at that time.

In the wilderness, only ordinary horses can be used, and this speed greatly compromises him.

When he thought of the danger that person was about to encounter, he wished he could grow wings.Sa Keluo frowned, he remembered that person was once in his arms, he had no ability to resist, he was as weak as an ordinary human being, his breath overlapped with him, but he was so arrogant that he looked down on the world, he couldn't imagine There will be times when he fails.

Why not wait for him, but want to go on the road alone!Did he think the elves were more trustworthy than he?He was a little annoyed, but he didn't want Eros to be in any real danger.

When he saw Eros, he stood there in surprise.

He stood there in amazement as his mount rotted to the bone in minutes as he charged into the acid rain, watching it die without even screaming.

Acid rain fell on his body and felt itchy, but it didn't hurt. When he entered the official road, he saw someone sitting on the side of the road injured. His face was soaked by the rain, and his skin was gone. Corroded, too, moaning.

Even so, after Sa Keluo heard that there was a team similar to Eros going here, he ran in without hesitation.

He looked up in bewilderment. The acid rain hadn't done him any harm, at least not for now.

So, Sa Keluo saw Eros, although he couldn't see it at the moment, but he knew that it was.

There was a person half-kneeling by the tree not far away, and the human figure could be discerned vaguely, because the whole place was surrounded by a strange blood-red butterfly, like an exquisite butterfly tower.

It's not the first time Sakeluo has seen that kind of blood-red butterfly that looks very strange under the dark light. Just now, his horse stopped a few of them. They were sucking its flesh and blood. After the acid rain melted , those butterflies suck up the liquid.Within minutes, he saw that they had disgusting tentacles and straws.

Gorgeous blond hair protruding from the blood-red butterfly tower, in the gloomy weather, it has a gorgeous and bewitching gorgeous color, but it is quickly covered by the blood-red wings, just like the dark clouds covering the leaked Sunlight.

Sa Keluo felt his heart beating wildly, and the feeling of fear of losing made his limbs feel cold. He couldn't imagine what to do if he lost this person, even though he knew that one day, he would leave him .But definitely not leaving in such a thorough and decisive way!

He ran over desperately, stretched out his hand and pulled off the butterflies. Wherever his arm swung, the butterflies flew lightly, but soon landed again.

"You pulled my hair!"

Unscathed, Eros stared at Thakro among a bunch of blood-red butterflies. The smell of blood permeated around him, making him a little sick, and the butterflies made him feel weak.However, he was not unscathed, because he was torn off by Duke Sacre's brutal action.

Duke Sacre was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have encountered such a situation before—by the way, when the magic was sealed, this person was lying like that, and he thought something had happened... also Talking to him suddenly like this, almost even complaining in the same tone - he knew that he would not die so easily.

Sa Keluo stretched out his arms to hug the other party like a fool, and the other party accepted it quietly.Although he was complaining that the other party pulled his hair, he did look extremely weak, and he probably didn't even have the strength to resist.His face was paler than usual, reflecting the blood-red wings, and there was a strange and pale beauty. Thakro felt that he should do something, but he was attracted by such a beautiful picture, and he would move away for a while. Keep your eyes open.

"Duke?" A small voice came from Eros' arms, and a small head came out from the gray cloak, but Eros quickly stuffed it back.

"Larry?" Thakro looked at him in surprise, "Why is he here?"

"He's my follower," Eros said angrily, "If you have the time, can you show me your face and kill this devouring beast? I feel like I'm running out of energy."

"But..." He stretched out his hand and waved the butterflies in Eros' hair, "What should I do, they are a group of butterflies." He looked up at the sky, and he didn't know where the rain came from, "I can't help it Fight bad weather with a sword and a bunch of butterflies."

"Put away that stupid sword of yours," Eros said with a weak voice as if he had been defeated by you, "You are still a demon god, even if you are lost, you still have some power."

Duke Sacre didn't speak. If he said that he didn't feel any strength at all, would he be scolded bloody by Eros again? It would be too embarrassing.

Eros gave Thacklow a white look, and said to Larry in his arms, "Lend your sword to the Duke, it has the spell of 'accuracy' on it."

A delicate and beautiful short knife was handed out from the gray cloak, Thacklow looked at Larry almost jealously, he was protected by Eros like a real child.Although he comforted himself in his heart, Eros was just protecting the cold heart.

"Listen, the devourer has a lot of food, it will eat non-stop," Eros whispered, "usually, they are under the control of their masters, and they don't have much brains, but this is just a little special, I say no Well that’s why, maybe it’s evolved, or something, you have to find his origin.”

"What's that?" Thakro asked. He was just a knight, and he rarely even read books. Of course, even if he read books, he would definitely not be able to match this knowledge.

"Origin!" Eros was a little annoyed, and he didn't know how to explain it, because everyone knew what it was, but if you really wanted to describe it, you were a little short of words. In the end, he described it with some difficulty, "The core part of it, such as The origin of human beings is the heart, and the origin of elves is a soul like a star. The reason why species are different is because their origins are different, just like your origin is darkness."

"So, what about this guy?" Thakro asked, he didn't want to talk about his own affairs, especially the tone of Eros' words, he even forgot that he still has half of human beings!His heart will also beat, and he will be nervous and painful when encountering certain things. He doesn't want to become that kind of emptiness and darkness!

"I don't know," Eros said, frowning. "You'll have to see for yourself, but I can tell you that near the woods... I can't see what it is, it's too far away."

"Well, if I can really see it," Thaklow fended off the butterflies for the last time, then turned and walked towards the sparse woods over there, and after walking a few steps, turned around and said, "Are you sure you're all right? Shall I take you outside in the rain?"

Eros shook his head: "It can move, it follows me, it comes to eat me."

"Will you be okay if you stay like this?" Thakro was a little worried. The man's face was as pale as paper, but his blond hair was as gorgeous as the brightest sunshine.

"I'll be all right if you hurry up," Eros said softly.

"You wait for me here," Thakro nodded, and walked back to the forest.

"Your Majesty?" Larry poked his head out cautiously.

"What's wrong?" Eros looked down at him.

"It's... so cold on your body," Larry asked in a worried voice, "Is it really all right?"

Eros shook his head and said softly: "It's okay," he said, "I'm always cold."

His voice was so beautiful, gentle yet frightening. When those golden vertical pupils looked at him, Larry thought of the snake he met a long time ago. It was cold and pure, without any warmth, even though it had no limbs. , but just being watched by it, there is a kind of despair like life and death.