From the moment this healing little brother completely extracted the magic power of her highly concentrated secret crystal in an instant, Maria knew that this little brother was far more powerful than imagined, so when the [curved screen] appeared

At that time, I was not too surprised.

"What...are they doing?"

In the image inside the town, it seems that the vampires of the [Toridor] clan are having some kind of internal strife... and now the two sides are confronting each other.

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In this world, Europe.

On a mountain peak not far away from the Holy Land, a violent storm was coming - the lights of the Holy Land in the distance seemed to be extinguished at any time in the wind and rain.

Suddenly, thunder exploded in the sky - and then several thunder and lightning as thick as buckets intertwined - the space was distorted, and a figure slowly appeared.

The red, muscular upper body...the legs are like the hind limbs of a black goat, and the fluttering black wings...it is like the appearance of the devil described in all the literature.

After the thunder dispersed, it stood in the wind and rain, letting the violent storm wash away its body... Its dark red eyes like gems were looking at the holy land not far away. It stretched out its palm and gently held it.

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"Legend...the Badlands."

Devil's language.

Suddenly, it flew and swooped down, crashing into a cave on the mountain peak.

Walking on the muddy ground leading to the bottom of the cave, the traces of water on the body receded quickly - it didn't take much time to reach the deepest place.

There is an old man here.

He should look healthy... but his gray hair has fallen to half of his waist.

The old man seems to be living here - there is only a simple stone bed with only some dry straw and an ancient music box... At this time, the old man stood in front of the rock wall.

In addition, there are candlesticks all around - the light makes the place very bright.

It looked at what the old man was doing at the moment - he was painting murals on the rock wall using some kind of paint made from plant ink.

"Owner."

The demon in the cave lowered his head at this time, knelt on one knee and whispered: "The blockade of the sub-world is too strong now. It took me a lot of time to use this demon's body to escape the Alaya system.

The surveillance came here."

The old man didn't respond and just continued to paint the mural.

The devil said again at this time: "The arrangement... is almost completed."

The old man suddenly stopped his hand, lowered his hand, and stared at what he had just drawn on the rock wall. After a while, he said: "My memory has disappeared again... I can't even remember what your name is."

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"Is it...so serious?" [Devil] suddenly raised his head.

The old man said slowly: "It...can't support me for long. And obviously, the restrictions I set for the next one when I left have been noticed."

"It's actually... so fast!" The devil was slightly shocked.

The old man shook his head and said: "It's nothing to make a fuss about... This is something I've known from the beginning. All I can do is to minimize the next person's interest in me, and this has almost exhausted half of the accumulation.

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"Master, then you will become very dangerous..."

"No, it will still be relatively safe."

The old man shook his head and slowly walked back to the stone bed, "It doesn't matter even if these restrictions have been released. Anyway, I can't cause any substantial harm to the next person... In other words, in this world,

There is no such thing in the dimension. But precisely because of this... I will be safer."

"You mean..."

The old man smiled slightly and said: "Because there is no harm, and I stand in the absolute, I can't see clearly what is behind it, and I can't be sure to what extent the thing behind it can do... I will be confused, wondering whether there is anything that can be done.

The thing that can compete with it...even if the thing behind it has proven time and time again that it has never been a match. Suspicion has always been an individual's nature...So, no matter how much the next person knows, no matter how at ease he is

In such an environment, he still can't help but think and assume... and try his best to do something because of something that doesn't exist. Only when he comes back to his senses will he understand that all this is just him and himself.

Air confrontation. When it is relatively low, we have won relatively ample time..."

With a wry smile, the old man suddenly said: "We have no means to counteract the root cause, so we can probably only play such inferior psychological tricks."

"Is time...really enough?" the devil whispered.

The old man was silent for a moment and then said: "In order to prevent it from happening again, I can only do this. This time is the last time you see me... Next time, you should not see me. After I disappear

, let’s get started.”

"Master..." the devil murmured.

The old man waved his hand slowly, "Go ahead... Alaya's system has developed antibodies against you, so you can't stay too long."

Turning around... [The devil] knew that it really couldn't stay for too long. Just breaking in here and meeting its owner this time had already cost an unimaginable price.

"I will definitely complete the final arrangements..."

He was the only one left in the cave again, alone.

The old man stood up again and returned to the rock wall again to start a new round of painting. He smiled and said: "If time permits, maybe we can meet...Prince."
Chapter completed!