MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 188

Five days later, the Three Realms Alliance will be held, but the news to Israel is two days later.

The three-day error in the middle is the three days reserved for the consul to judge him when Israel returns to heaven after preparing for the ceremony.

[He directly caused Belial to fall into the human world, and what he has done will inevitably make him feel guilty. 】

During the call with the heavens, the white-haired demon king raised his hand and touched the heads of the twins who were leaning on the table beside him.

[So, once Bailey and Al appear in the human world, he will never take the risk of doing things in the human world. 】

Ansier expected it well. Although he played against Isriel for the first time at a distance, he unexpectedly knew each other. Over the past thousand years, this monster prince has grown almost at the same time as Ansair, working hard all the way, climbing to the main position, like a vine, entangled in the heavens.

First time.

It will also be the last match.

The demon king's sunset-colored vertical pupils flickered with cold light. After more than a thousand years, he will finally get rid of this cancer rooted in the world and his past.

Probably because the heavens have been doing nothing, since this time, Israel has not been too wary. Of course, there is a very important reason, because all the other people in charge of the work of the Three Realms Association are paddling, paddling every day, and all the work is on Israel.

In the heavenly world, angels have a high sense of morality. Where has Israel ever seen creatures like the human world and the demon world? Even if you put the words on the other side's face, you can continue to touch the fish with both hands!

Fisherman! Touch the fish soul! The fisherman is the best!

"Anyway, I'm going to die." The twin demons who were tearing up the newspaper and fishing for fish whispered, "Do more work before you die."

Yun Jian played with his fingers and nodded, his hands were really fun.

Israel: "???"

He is going to be too busy, not only to worry about the alliance, but also to manage his own clan. Since this time, Israel has not received much communication from the heavens, and everything is normal, so he does not know that his henchmen have actually been cut off one by one.

Another monster prince in the heavens, I haven't seen much of Israel's subordinates recently. But Israel is not there, and these kinsmen themselves will not come to the door.

Nice thought, for some reason, there was always an ominous foreboding in her heart. Without waiting for him to think about it, Israel, who was in the human world, had already sent a message, asking him to contact his fellow clan outside the town, and taking advantage of the fact that the consul would leave the space in the heaven, move around the periphery and capture some peripheral ones. Angels are replaced.

At the same time, Isriel did not ignore the interior of the heaven, and the new special kin would also replace some angels, so that after a few more times, their kin would grow infinitely.

Nice knew that if he sent out a notice, it would definitely become his own risk, but he could not resist his brother. He had notified the same clan outside Zhen Xingtian, and the same clan really moved, but the guardian angels of Zhen Xingtian did not arrange any large-scale attack, and the overall situation was shrinking.

The ominous premonition intensified, and Nice frowned tightly, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.

…weird.

At the border of Xingtiantian, Martis led the crowd to shrink the front. According to his character, he would definitely have to rush up to meet him, but the consul had his life, so he would rather set up a magic alchemy defense line than allow an angel to come forward.

The wind on the battlefield blew the silver-white cloak of the red-haired angel, and Martis's pupils looked at the strange monster surging like a tide, and his frowning brows did not loosen.

Before he was called to Zhenxingtian, he went to the Angel Cemetery in Jinxingtian to worship.

In front of Belial's tomb, there is a bouquet of white flowers brought by Martis. It was drizzling, looking at the tomb of an old friend, the red-haired war angel was rarely quiet, and he slowly knelt on one knee in front of the tomb.

"My friend, please guide me with your heroic spirit."

"The Archon has hinted to me about... your death..."

"It's not your intention to die in the human world, is it? You won't die so hastily until you reach a desperate situation."

This is actually Sharia's risky move. He is risking to test Martis' attitude to see how far he has been brainwashed by Israel.

Sometimes, intelligent creatures are really strange. Maybe they know everything in their hearts, but they are always reluctant to think in that direction.

Come.

Israel is the perfect angel, he doesn't seem to have any desires or emotions. But angels are not gods. Are there really angels without any desires and emotions?

Martis couldn't help thinking—

When Belial fell into the human world, Israel, who was enthusiastic about various affairs, was most likely to play tricks and suppress Belial's request for help.

As the current master in the heavens, Martis is not very thoughtful, but he can smell the breath of mountains and rains. He knew that the consul seemed to want to do something to Israel, but with his relationship with Israel, this time, he didn't stop him.

The clearer is clear, if this time he really blamed Israel, then he will personally apologize to Israel, but if...if...

Where you can't see, cracks are quietly growing.

The red-haired angel got up, and in the drizzle, he lifted his cloak and left, and the consul ordered him to go to Zhenxingtian.

At this moment, he has separated from Israel.

***

Not attacking outside means... inside!

The prince, who was using the body of the angel Nice, suddenly reacted, and he sternly stopped his fellow clan who was about to leave for Zhenxingtian. When the other party turned around, the tentacles of the body that sprang out of his mouth were completely empty. Obstructively penetrated each other's eyes! The tentacles squirmed and sent something into the brains of the same clan, and then slowly retracted.

The prince was breathing heavily, his face was so pale that he lost all color. Just now, he desperately cut off half of his own brain and poured it into the brains of his fellow clan. The whole process was too hasty and made him suffer.

But there is no other way, he must leave a layer of insurance for himself immediately!

The same clan clasped their heads in both hands, looking very confused. After a brief twitch, he regained his stability and opened his eyes with the same look as Nice.

This is the ability of the prince, and Israel has also used it, splitting a jester in the devil to play with the overall situation of the devil. It's just that Israel gave Rigolet more self-awareness, while Nice was unwilling to give his clone too much awareness, which would be his second life for the unexpected.

Nice always feels weird at this time. If the strongest among the monsters is his father, the emperor of the monster, the prince of the monster is not high in force, and he always follows the emperor respectfully and is attacked and scolded at every turn.

However, the prince has the strongest growth ability among monsters, and has a variety of abilities. They lived cautiously, smart and eager to learn, better than a hundred priests, fearing that one day they would anger their father to be removed, and at the same time eager to reproduce with their mother.

Nice recovered from his thoughts, waved back his family, and asked him to go to the battlefield outside the town. Then he paced back and forth in the house by himself, hesitating, killing intent mixed with fear, and finally made up his mind after a few hours.

He wanted to remind Israel, but it was too late. In his almost desperate gaze, Israel had already pushed in the door.

"You, how did you come back earlier, come back..."

Nice's face was pale and his voice trembled. Knowing that the other party will definitely do something small when he is away, such as managing the forces and the like, Israel squinted at him and sneered.

"Almost enough, greedy things." He brushed the corners of his spotless snow-white clothes, and said sharply, "Of course I came back early because things were done, I was really surprised, so suddenly Going back, I didn't catch the little tail that you used to win over other people of the same clan."

Nice still bowed his head and spoke with difficulty.

"How, how...my brother..."

Israel's attitude towards his brother is very complicated. as now.

"There's hardly anyone out there, I have to give you credit for that."

"When I'm not here, don't let your kin come over too often. If you can't control it, the risk of exposure will increase."

His words made Nice's heart sink even more heavily, there was almost no one outside...

It's over.

"By the way, isn't it time for the new kin to be released yet?" Isriel asked, "You don't need to participate in this matter anymore, the consul will soon go to the human world to carry out Three Realms Alliance, I'll handle everything... What's wrong with you?"

He looked suspiciously at Nice, his brother in angel skin was keeping his head down, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"No, nothing..." Nice made a sound that seemed to be sobbing, "It's just... brother... I've only felt very lonely and frightened these few days apart from you. You came back and took over me calmly. Everything I can't handle makes me feel very at ease. If you want to become our emperor one day, I would rather not be the crown prince and give it all to you!"

The suspicious look didn't disappear from Israel's face, but it brought some clarity. It is impossible to expect monsters to have feelings. Nice is clumsily imitating weak creatures in this world, wagging his tail and showing his loyalty to him. He didn't find it cute, but rather disgusting.

But...lonely...

Their clan, especially the high-level clan, are really too few.

"At present, it has not reached the extreme." He said coldly, "You also know that God has let us come to this world in pairs to seek world power. Today, Mother and father are all dead, only the two of us are left."

"It's not the end, though."

He didn't pay attention, Nice has raised his eyes from his sleeves, listening intently to the news he never knew.

"When our number is reduced to a certain level, for example, if one of you and I die, it will be difficult to control the world. At that time, you can go to the rift and pray to God, pray to Him Bring us new kin."

His eyes were fixed on Nice, and Nice had reason to believe that if one day in the future, Israel's plan did not go well, he would definitely be killed, and then Israel could Apply to a new kin.

He shivered involuntarily, his heart also filled with killing intent.

"Of course, because it's useless, God will send a terrible punishment to the remaining one." This is an important reason why Israel didn't sacrifice his brother, everything went well for him, there was no reason Going to suffer an unknown punishment, I saw him raising his jaw arrogantly, "There is no need for this now, because the heavens are already in my pocket."

After reprimanding the brothers, Isriel took out his light mirror and slid his finger on the light mirror a few times, but the communication showed that the transmission failed. Just as he was stunned, Guang Jing suddenly opened his eyes.

[The decree of the consul. 】Light Mirror said mechanically, 【All communications in this area are blocked. 】

Israel's fingers froze in the air, and after a few seconds, they trembled slightly.

A shudder surged from the bottom of his heart, and without looking outside, Israel heard a neat sound, which was the sound of the light armor on the War Angel's wings colliding. These voices came from all directions, and then, three distinct presences appeared in Israel's perception, flickering like luminous celestial bodies.

—Three rulers are here!

What happened?

When?

Why?

All of this happened so suddenly, he didn't even know when he was exposed.

His residence was surrounded and isolated, Israel slowly went out, facing Ansi Er. He squinted his eyes and looked around again. In the white light of the heavens, the angels were full of wings, and the gods of the planets, except Martis, were all here, glaring at him.

He immediately knew that he could not escape, and it was a shame that he had arranged it for so long.

"As expected...as expected it was you..."

"It was you! I knew it would be you! I should have killed you in the first place!!"

In front of him, the white-haired consul looked arrogant, and his face was hidden in the sacred light, only the bright sunset-colored pupils were revealed, and the killing intent was more than Israel.

It was clear that he had been so vigilant, so vigilant, suppressed several times, persecuted several times... but the other party still stood up again and again, and continued to be his nightmare again and again.

When he was torn from the high seat of the vice-principal by the young angel, he was beaten on the ground and punched to the flesh...

He tried to blur the threat of his kin on the battlefield, but when he was sharply questioned by the other party...

He used "living alone" to trap the other party in extreme injustice, but the other party raised his head and said that he wanted to go to the battlefield again...

Finally, there were letters that were mixed with the wind and snow in the prison, and they accurately analyzed his group word by word. He still remembered the hysterical fear at that time.

…it’s scary.

How can there be such a creature who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, is so stubborn and arrogant that there is no one in sight, and even pulls him off his seat even if he steps on his own blood! !

He finally capsized at this arrogant creature.

…there is no way out.

But now that he has collapsed, Ansier can't be better!

The monster with its head drooping suddenly raised its head, and a fierce light flashed in its eyes. He was holding a handle of Ansel, and behold, how glorious it is to wear the crowns of the heaven and the demon world! But the backlash behind this glory, can Ansi Er really bear it? !

Just as the devil will not accept the devil who is an angel…

Heaven will not accept a consul who has been a demon king!

He opened his mouth with the pleasure of revenge, but his body suddenly stagnated, as if another will was stopping him. He was greatly horrified, for a while, the tentacles of the monster squeezed out of the seven orifices, so scared that even the original shape was exposed!

"Is...Riel..."

The monster prince panicked.

"Three hundred years, two months and twenty-one days... You actually..."

"Still still...!"