The fall of Larnaca territory was something beyond everyone's expectations.

However, this does not prevent the fight from taking place, even if the announced location of the fight is very close to the Larnaca territory.

But the power of the demon dragon Dakobu was what they longed for and coveted. This desire even deepened after Joel showed his invincible power and conquered the Larnaca family territory.

Danger cannot stop people with different ideas.

There was another reason that drove them here.

That is, the power of the magic dragon Dakobu can be induced by each other.

After this martial arts meeting ends, those who did not attend will be pursued by a possibly unprecedented enemy.

There is no doubt that under the bewitchment of the demons, anyone who has inherited this power will come to participate.

In a jungle that is not governed by any noble force, ferocious beasts and dragons are hidden, but in such a forest, there is a circular arena that has been reclaimed.

Bustling people came to the vicinity of the arena. But more of them were hidden in the jungle. They tried to act as hidden killers and only appeared when they were reaping the results.

"What a stupid person," Alari said.

He is a person who is good at pretending.

And this kind of disguise, but now he is not pretending, but sets his sights into the dark and gloomy depths of the jungle.

Anyar said with a surprised tone: "Isn't this the best way? Being exposed in front of so many people is something you would not do in the past."

"Do you really think so?" Alari had a smile on his face, which was funny but inexplicably sarcastic.

Obviously, he had doubts about the answer given by An Yar.

An Yar also smiled, but this smile was hidden.

The hidden malice has not escaped Alari's perception. Having lived in a chaotic environment since he was a child, he has long been familiar with this malice. People are good at hiding malice, even if it means breaking the legs of most children. The shadow of his childhood

Ladatta, who is known as the "Crutch Hand", would probably be thought of as an enthusiastic middle-aged man in a prosperous town.

This kind of concealment is no different from his smile at the moment.

"You are really strange life forms." Alari said, "You only rely on energy bodies to survive, but with your own subjective consciousness, this scattered malice even targets the host."

"Now, do you regret inheriting my power?" An Yar said.

"No, on the contrary, I feel very lucky. Fortunately, I am the one who inherited this power."

Alari speaks sincerely.

If he had not inherited this power, perhaps when the Ghost Spider was in turmoil, he would have been reduced to cannon fodder under the command of the ruler, just like ordinary members of the organization, and fell silent in this ruthless land.

"Only when you have power can you consider the consequences. People will always sink in power."

"You will not be an exception." An Yar followed.

Ignoring An Yar's words, he skipped the topic.

"I really didn't expect that the majestic Duke of Larnaca would fall so quickly. Shouldn't I be sad that I didn't face the silver dragon head-on? The only good news is that the identity matter has been settled."

Speaking of this, Alari expressed a bit of joy.

In fact, at that time, he had the urge to go together.

Fortunately, he suppressed this idea, and the facts proved that his patience was valuable.

An Yar was silent. When Alari talked about the silver dragon Yor, he didn't want to get involved at all. This is the nightmare of the twenty-first-level demons. As for whether it is all of them, that is not what An Yar is concerned about.

Scope. Who knows whether this disaster for demons will spread to the other twenty-two classes of demon gods who have inherited numbers.

"You don't seem to want to talk about that silver dragon."

"No creature would like to talk about something more powerful than itself."

An Yar made an excuse, but it wasn't really an excuse.

Alari agrees with this.

"I agree with you. I have been pointed out by others, why do you get less money from begging than a little girl? This feeling is really bad."

"Are you weaker than a little girl?"

"From the perspective of begging, I am better than him. But if you want to beg for treasure, you don't just rely on showing pity. After all, compassion is limited. Girls also have the advantage of girls. They have their own bodies." Alari's words

, with irony and cruelty.

In this cruel world, his heart has long been covered with a veil.

"This place was reclaimed by man, and the arena was built with nearby rocks. The smooth arena has obviously undergone some repairs. Judging from the dry inlaid materials next to it, this arena has been built for a period of time. So

Being able to keep it clean for a long time is not something ordinary people can do.”

"And such a person, wouldn't he realize the hidden effect that the jungle may bring?"

Alarie doesn't think so.

A guy who is so meticulous that he can even clean up the arena will never forget the impact of the environment.

Just as Alari finished speaking, there were sounds one after another in the jungle.

There were sounds of ferocious beasts, dragons, and people screaming in surprise.

The roaring sound made the people surrounding the arena slightly closer to each other.

"This is the sound of wild beasts and dragons. People in the jungle are in trouble. Are we going to rescue them?"

Some well-meaning people said this, but no one believed what he said.

Only evil people can inherit the power of the Black Tower, and evil people will not do such things that harm themselves and benefit others.

So the meaning of this sentence is to lure them away and then do something evil to them.

But such words are actually a signal.

After the chaos in the jungle began, the people surrounding the ring were unwilling to be alone.

Alari, who is thin in stature, has also become a target for many people.

"Compared with the jungle, there seems to be no difference in terms of danger."

An Yar joked, this is one of the few pleasures that demons have.

"No, at least this is a fool on the surface."

"The ones hiding in the forest are idiots, and the ones standing near the ring are idiots. There seems to be no smart guy in your eyes."

"That's what you said, so that's what happened." Alari did not deny it.

His smiling face also angered some people.

Especially some nobles who have inherited power.

They already had high self-esteem, and after possessing the power of the Demon Dragon Dacob, they did things they had never dared to do before. They occupied the territories of nobles with higher titles than them and robbed their treasures and women.

And now, they are yearning to go one step further.

The dark shadow is attacking Alari.

Alarie never responded.

He was like a slow old man. Facing the incoming attack, he neither gave the order for An Yar to defend nor dodge.

It's just that there is no reaction.

An Yar took action and easily neutralized all attacks.

"Why didn't you give the order?" An Yar sounded a little angry.

He hated this feeling of being out of control, even if he could read Alari's feelings from the other person's consciousness.

But only a madman would think such an idea!

"I'm just trying to see how far you can go." Alari said calmly, his hands methodically peeling off the candy wrapper, and he put the candy in his mouth and chewed it.

The dull reaction was just like the act of life and death just now, which was just a dramatic play between children.

"But I didn't take action and you were already dead."

"You clearly understand what I'm thinking, why do you say meaningless words."

Accompanied by the sound of chewing candy, Alari said naturally, "Besides, in terms of results, my test results are satisfactory. If you didn't take action and just brought the end of death earlier, it would only be a matter of time.

Since you helped, then...that means I have the value of helping in your eyes?"

That is indeed the case.

You can guess a person's thoughts, but you can guess the devil's thoughts.

I have to say, this feels really bad.

An Yar's shadowy body slowly reconciled. The body, which had no color except black, could clearly see his anger.

Qiu Zhang and the violent darkness eliminated all the black demons that attacked around them.

An Yar did not give up the idea of ​​becoming the eighth demon god.

And when Madori was restrained by Mr. Joel, this was his only chance.
To be continued...