In a dark room, Andurudal was lying quietly on a recliner, enjoying the riot caused by himself.

The most rumored heroic treasure, "Time-Devouring Bell", was indeed stolen by it.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what methods the great sage of human beings used. No matter how Andurudal did, he could not use this pocket watch-shaped treasure.

"It's not enough, this level is far from enough... I have to continue to fuel the fire and make the situation even more chaotic!"

After patting his naked head, Andurudal muttered softly.

Because those legends gradually reached the city of Stein, even it could no longer appear in front of the public without any scruples. God knows if there would be any legend that could see its disguise at a glance. At that time, Stein City, surrounded by powerful enemies, even as the Lord of Fear, it would have to fall one way.

However, not being able to go out at will has nothing to do with whether the entire city can be made more chaotic. Whether it is hypnotizing those mercenaries with weak will or hiring gangsters to spread rumors.

Just as Andurudal was thinking about ways to make the entire Salvation Army even more chaotic, a knock on the door began to sound.

Andurudal's appearance immediately changed from a demon to a thin old man. He was hunched with his back, covered in white hair, his eyes looked like he was blind, his skin was full of wrinkles, and bulging blue veins could be seen between his neck.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Opening the door, Andurudal asked to the fully armed city guards outside.

The sound of ‘his’ sound was as old as it looked. The intermittent feeling made people feel that he was almost dead at any time.

"Sir, don't be nervous. This is just our routine inspection. Recently, many people have been spreading rumors. I hope that Mr., you can pay attention to the suspicious people around you so that you can find out the spy sent from the abyss."

When I saw an old man with crane hair and chicken skin coming to open the door, the young and energetic city guards immediately became much gentler. Stein was not an ancient city, but a war fortress built out of thin air by the strong humans in order to confront the abyss demons. The old man who was qualified to live in this city was either the relatives of the soldiers who had made great contributions to mankind.

No matter which type of city guards, he would not offend them, in fact, he respected these old men from the bottom of his heart.

"It's good for routine inspection... Howard and I also found a lot of spies through routine inspections..."

Andurudal continued to pretend to be an old man and casually told nonsense lies.

At the same time, it also allows the city guards to enter the house to check. As a demon king, if ordinary humans still find evidence or clues of their evil deeds, then this demon king is too failure...

In the eyes of the city guards, this hunchbacked old man who was once their predecessor suddenly became taller.

In the end, the city guards naturally got nothing as expected.

After apologizing to Andurudal, the group of talents left this generation in a mighty way.

After confirming through his own perception, Andurudal's mouth showed a dark curve and he did not continue to hunch his back. He straightened his waist and sneered and closed the door.

"It seems that humans really don't take the devil's wisdom seriously," Andurudal couldn't help but feel despised, but then it laughed again: "Forget it, compared to those who are so smart that they may find me, this kind of idiot is a good thing for me as a city guard officer..."

When he pretended to be an ordinary person, he attracted the attention of the Knights because of his strange words and deeds. In the end, in order not to reveal his identity, he had to kill a group of knights who discovered his true face, and then he barely concealed the past.

Sitting back on his soft recliner, Andurudal once again perfected his plan.

Suddenly, a slight impact sound came from outside the window, interrupting its thoughts again, making it a little angry for a moment.

Pushing open the window and spreading his palms, a beetle flew into its palm.

It pulled out a blank parchment from the edge of the table and threw the bug onto the paper.

Immediately, the little bug turned into countless pieces like a toy that had been dismantled. Then the parts of the pigpen were fainted and turned into words passed on, and were printed with a whole piece of parchment.

This little bug is not a real creature. Although it is somewhat similar to the apostle of the Demon King in essence, it is actually a little magic developed and perfected by Andurudal himself.

As one of the demon kings, Andurudal, the Lord of Fear, is actually the most special one.

In addition to his preference to solve problems with intelligence, it is still the only one without the Demon Apostle.

These little insects will hardly cause any magic fluctuations. They can fly to any corner of Stein except the legendary mage case in the city of Stein, turn all their seeing and hearing into words and record them in their bodies. After collecting corresponding levels of information, they will return to the caster and turn back to the words on the paper.

Andurudal called them episomes.

The Imitsu bug has been monitoring Juins, and his meeting with Aesop and later Raven's rumor were recorded. Even some of the conversations between the group when they headed to the Centaur Camp were recorded.

Andurudal quickly filtered out useful information from it with a glance.

"Is the whereabouts of another former hero, Sandler, in St. George Ascalon, have been discovered..."

"Speaking of the past, there were three heroes who betrayed the Savior Army... In addition to the two of them, there should be one Giro Floyd."

"Girot Floyd..."

After gently retelling the name, Andurudal felt that the regenerated demon horn seemed to have a burst of burning pain again.

"Damn bastard, sooner or later, I will skew you and the other big magician who is equally damn, making a barbecue!"

He grumbled.

"So that's it. Witnesses found that there were three people in the Centaur Camp, with one other person besides St. George and Sandler. However, from the description, it shouldn't be Giro, but it's a bit like that damn great magician."

If you use the cleverness in the wrong place, it is commonly known as the insidious and cunning guy. Nine out of ten are very revengeful.

Unfortunately Andurudal is not the one left.

"No, I have to confirm..." It murmured to himself, turning back and forth in the dark and simple room for two rounds, and finally said uncontrollably: "Anyway, there are only a big magician-level ghost and a purely physically enhanced idiot, which is not worth worrying."

After confirming that the two heroes who were extremely powerful in the eyes of ordinary people did not have much threat to him, Andurudal changed his appearance, from a trembling old man who seemed to be able to return to the sky at any time to a young and strong man.

It once again confirmed the gathering place of the group of people recorded on the paper, and sneaked there quietly, following the group to go to the centaur camp that witnessed St. George and Sandler.

——Separation line—

"I always feel like someone is watching us behind."

Aesop looked back strangely, but saw no one.

"Don't be too concerned. There are many magicians behind us, so it's normal for people to be watched."

Juins comforted him.

After all, St. George is a famous master of the Knights of the Emperor Sword, and the infamous fire in his hand is a model for all soul tools, which is extremely powerful; Sandler's bow technique is also very superb, and with the divine bow. The Elysian Bird, both the attack range and the hit rate, are heart-wrenching, not to mention the Elysian Bird can also add various strange effects to the arrows...

Even if they are hero betrayers now, their achievements as heroes are absolutely unshakable.

It can be said that if they were against each other alone, neither Juins nor Aesop would be sure of victory, and there was even a problem with whether they could last for a while.

That's why they found foreign aid through their own identities - the Magical Homage Force of the Salvation Army. Simply put, it is a magician unit that casts various large-scale magic through coordinated casting.

Perhaps ordinary magicians cannot get involved in the duel between heroes, but a large group of magicians who fight on their own may be able to interfere to a certain extent, while a large group of magicians who cooperate and tacitly can undoubtedly interfere in the battle between two heroes, and even affect the direction of victory.

Not only Aesop, but even Raven felt a gaze that made her hair stand on her hair.

Even if I can't see anything when I look back, Raven can already guess that the master of sight should be Andurudal, the Lord of Fear.

Before Sivi entered the innate world, he once made Sato and Giro join forces to hurt Andurudal.

And Raven was also present at that time, so it was not a coincidence that Andurudal was able to recognize Raven.

Is this also within Sivi's plan... Raven muttered to himself in his heart.

If Andurudal intends to point out Raven, a bottle of real potion on Raven can completely make the other party appear and become the target of everyone's fire.

On the contrary, if the other party doesn't do anything, there will be no solution to it. In fact, the Magic Hesong troops are quite large and they look like they are dressed in the same mold. Raven naturally cannot find the demon king hidden inside.

When he approached the centaur's tent, Aesop made a pause.

"It seems that our actions have been seen through." Juins looked at the two people waiting outside the camp and whispered: "It's a little trouble."

Andurudal looked at Sivi, who was chuckling, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes... (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!