Lao Hei pulled Chen Zhao: "We'd better get out of the way, otherwise they will be affected."

Chen Zhao glanced at the three demons and decided to retreat for a while.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky again, just like the dark clouds in the living room last night, but the range was larger.

Carrie's appearance has not changed, but she seems to be stronger than before.

The three demons began to fight. Although there was no destructive power to destroy the world, this kind of battle scene that was not created with special effects was still very amazing.

A ten-meter-long snake and a Shapei dog larger than a tiger are crazily avoiding the hail falling from the sky.

Carrie has never moved from beginning to end and has stood there all the time, then used her wind and snow to block Raymond and Bethibu.

She was like an elf of ice and snow, with her figure standing proudly, and ice and snow lingering around her.

"Why do I feel that as a subordinate of the Seven Deadly Sins, Bezebu and Raymond are so weak that they are not as weak as Carrie."

At least, Carrie's wind and snow power has a gorgeous effect, which Chen Zhao believes.

"The power is not compared like this." Lao Hei stood by and watched the battle: "Their real power cannot be displayed, so it seems that Bezebu and Raymond are not as strong as Carrie. In fact, their strength is similar. Even Bezebu and Raymond's subordinate power is stronger than Carrie."

"I only believe what the eyes see."

Chen Zhao couldn't understand how their demonic power was calculated.

Are strong and weak just a fight?

Can't a battle reflect their strength?

"They beat them, take me to your castle and take a look."

When Lao Hei took Chen Zhao to the front of the castle, the suspension bridge slowly fell.

After crossing the suspension bridge and reaching the gate, there are two standing armor on both sides.

Chen Zhao glanced at the armor: "Is this armor an ornament? Or something else? I feel a little furry."

"This is left by the original owner here. The original soul-catching messenger here should be in the late Middle Ages, so most of the decorations here are in the medieval style, such as these two headless knights."

"Is this the Headless Knight?"

Of course, Chen Zhao had heard of the headless knight, which was a famous existence among Western ghosts.

However, shouldn’t all the headless knights have a nightmare war horse?

"Yes, but the headless knights are to put it bluntly. Even if the soul of the knight whose head was cut off was imprisoned in this armor, merged with the armor. If the armor is destroyed, their souls will die."

"Do they have their own consciousness?"

"No, it's just a marionette, they do whatever I ask them to do."

A heavy breathing sound came from deep in the aisle of the castle, which was not like humans.

"What's inside?"

"Missary, come out and let my friends see it."

A dog that was much bigger than Bezebub slowly walked out of the shadow, with three heads.

"Hell Three-headed Dog?"

"Shit...it looks particularly deterrent to you humans."

“Isn’t it a three-headed dog in hell?”

“If it is, it is not or not.”

"What's the meaning?"

"The three-headed dogs in hell that you humans generally refer to Earlboros, the hell watchdog in Greek mythology. In fact, the three-headed dogs in hell are just species of demonic creations, not one. As long as there are enough raw materials and as much as they need, they have the same habit as ordinary dogs except that they cannot give birth."

“What about the food?”

"Those smaller than it can be its food."

Those three heads sticking out their tongues, which really look like a real dog.

"Is the mistress your name?"

"How about it, am I very talented in naming?"

“Does it like this name?”

"I should like it."

"It's good to like it, it's like I'll give you the name Lao Hei. If you can accept it, it's more important than anything else. It doesn't matter whether the name is good or not."

Chen Zhao took out a demon crystal as big as a fingernail: "Miss, come, I'll give it to you."

Demon Crystal has irresistible temptations for any demon and demon-related species, and the same is true for the Hell Three-Headed Dog.

The mistress's head in the middle took the lead, and when she licked her tongue, the demon crystal was snatched away by it.

The other two heads looked at Chen Zhao with resentful eyes, and Chen Zhao was a little confused: "Are these three heads the same thinking, or three?"

"Three, they just share one body, but they have three minds."

"So that's how it is." Chen Zhao took out two more demon crystals.

He still wanted to grab the head in the middle, but Chen Zhao patted the head in the middle: "I gave it to you two brothers and I have eaten one."

Since their habits are similar to those of dogs, Chen Zhao is not worried that they will attack him.

Chen Zhao still trusts dogs very much, at least he is more willing to trust dogs than his own kind.

"By the way, since they have three thoughts, how enough is that one name? You need to choose two more names."

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoer, what do you think?"

"Very good, you really have the talent to name."

"Then you are Xiaoyi, you are Xiaoer, he is Xiaosan." Lao Hei counted from the left to the right and assigned his name clearly.

The three-headed hell dogs are obviously cheerful in character, and they don’t care whether the names are ugly.

"Is it also left behind by his ex?"

"No, it's my creation."

At the end of the aisle, Chen Zhao stopped suddenly because there was a circular pit in front of him, with white bones piled up, and a bridge made of wooden boards on it.

"What's going on?"

"The evil taste of his ex has appeared in front of the world. He should be the origin of the necromancer. He infused his soul on these skeletons so that the skeletons can act temporarily, and the ignorant humans gave him the title of necromancer."

"Can you soul-catching messengers appear before people?"

"It depends on strength, I can't do it, but those powerful and ancient soul-catching messengers can do it."

"How old are you?"

"A hundred years old."

"So how long is your soul-catching messenger's lifespan?"

"About five hundred years, some soul-catching messengers can live longer, but it is difficult to live longer than a thousand years."

"Then you are considered a young man in the ethnic group."

Lao Hei nodded: "By the way, I'll take you to visit your ex's laboratory."

"laboratory?"

"Yes, you know, most of us are alone, but we also feel lonely, so we will do things that we are interested in in our spare time, such as research, or learning some knowledge."

Lao Hei took Chen Zhao into the laboratory. What Chen Zhao saw was a laboratory full of spider webs, with cans on shelves.

Most of these jars are filled with green liquid, and strange-shaped creatures are floating inside.

"What kind of creatures are these? Are they from hell?"
Chapter completed!