Chapter 791 The Fourth Demon King - Arrives!

In the third world, in the eternal frozen palace, the smooth and discernible ice reflects the two main culprits that have become the eternal nightmare of the Dark Continent.

Belial transformed into an eleven or twelve-year-old cute girl with a pair of butterfly wings. She also had a fiery and huge body, red hair in the shape of a flame, and a face that should have been beautiful but looked particularly ferocious because of the scars.

Every adventurer is very familiar with Andariel.

The lolita-like Belial was sitting on the large ice chair, lazily stretching her slender waist that her body should have, and lying comfortably with her eyes squinted, while Andariel was sitting on the chair,

His hands were placed on the armrests of the chair, and his posture looked extremely majestic. His aura as a demon king was clear at a glance, which was in sharp contrast to the actions of Belial opposite him, who acted like a little girl lying in bed.

If you hadn't read the previous conversation, you would never have imagined that the two people were discussing this action.

"Sister Belial, I always feel that you don't seem to care too much about this action."

Andalil gently stroked his forehead, as if he was distressed and helpless. She didn't know what the hell was Belial thinking about, and it wasn't just her. Who in the entire hell, the human world, and the three realms of angels could figure out this conspiracy?

The devil’s thoughts?

"Humph, who said that? I take Xiao An'er's action very seriously."

The little girl on the large ice chair, with hazy eyes, turned around coquettishly on it, looking for a more comfortable sleeping position, while speaking vaguely in a childish and cute voice, if her answer had not gone off topic.

, Andariel had to think that she was just talking in her sleep.

Even if they beat him to death, no one would believe that as one of the four demon kings, the conspiracy demon who had planned countless sins and had countless blood from the three realms on his hands could actually be this seemingly ordinary little loli in front of him.

"Then I would like to ask my sister a question. Does my sister still remember the purpose of this operation?" Andalil sighed, his tone full of disbelief.

"Woohoo~~, do you think... this will trouble my sister and me? Isn't it just Tyrell... his recent actions are mysterious, so Xiao An'er teamed up with me and Xiao Sha...

...make a probing attack?"

Belial seemed to be about to fall asleep, muttering intermittently in confusion.

"That's true, but..." Andalil put on a gloomy expression that said that although you remembered it, you didn't take it to heart at all.

"Am I too worried? My sister seems to be paying more attention to the second world."

"Wow, you are indeed Xiao An'er, my comrade of ten thousand years, you can actually see it."

The little lolita on the ice chair turned 180 degrees again, and her two little feet, which were whiter and translucent than the ice, were gently rippling in the air.

"Don't worry, I won't delay little An'er's affairs. I have my own plan."

"That's good."

Andalil smiled softly, and all the helplessness and depression he had just shown disappeared with this answer, and he did not ask what Belial wanted to do in the second world.

This is the trust in Belial, the king of conspiracy, who has cooperated for tens of thousands of years. As long as she says so, there will definitely be no problem.

Just when Andalil was about to get up and go to deploy the battle with the angel army, Belial, who was lazily lying on the ice chair, suddenly turned over and sat up. His original sleepiness disappeared, and his big watery eyes were full of joy.

It's confusion.

"What happened?"

Andalil was shocked and immediately asked.

"Gu~~, it's not a big deal. There seems to be a little problem in the second world. It's strange. Where is it? By the way, Xiao An'er, where is Xiao Sha?"

Beryl suddenly thought of something, raised his head and asked.

"I guess it's still her room."

When Belial mentioned the little sand in his mouth, Andalil's ferocious face showed not only pity but also helplessness. How come today's children are all squatting at home?

"Go find her, maybe it has something to do with her."

Belial gently fluttered the colorful and beautiful butterfly wings on his back, flew lightly to Andariel's shoulder, and sat down.

This queen who dominates depression and torture has a huge body of more than five meters tall, enough for two girls the same size as Belial to sit on her unusually broad shoulders. Over time, this place will become

It has become Belial's unique royal throne. If it had been anyone else, even the three demon gods, Andariel would have been furious.

"Let's go and find Xiaosha."

Beryl pointed to the depths of the ice cave and ordered in a delicate voice. Andariel cooperated with her and moved forward with her huge steps that made the entire ice cave tremble. She was indeed a comrade who had cooperated for thousands of years.

The deepest part of the cave, Duriel's lair, is an ice cave that is like a crystal world. In addition to the lake in the center with shimmering permanently frozen water, there is also a particularly conspicuous and gorgeous bed of ice gauze in the middle of the lake.

Other than that, there is nothing else. Compared with the Andariel Skeleton Throne and the Blood-stained Palace, it is extremely simple and completely unsuitable for the identity of a demon king.

However, it is completely different from the evil ice palaces on corpses in the lava that are circulated in the outside world. This crystal ice cave with only one lake and one bed is Duriel's true lair.

At this time, Andariel and Belial, who was sitting on her shoulders, stood at the frozen doorway with surprised expressions, looking inside blankly, as if they were petrified by some incredible phenomenon inside.

This seemingly beautiful lake is actually the eternally frozen water in hell that scares all the demons. It has the shape of water, but it is thousands of times more frozen than any ice. Ordinary adventurers, just

If you get within 100 meters of the permanently frozen water, it will be instantly frozen and become an eternal ice sculpture.

However, at this moment, at the edge of a small lake full of permanently frozen water, less than two meters away from the lake, there was a Wen Jing who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a dress as simple as pajamas.

The girl has a slender figure and a long blue hair flowing down like a waterfall. She looks simple and beautiful. The most interesting thing is that the long blue waterfall hair has neat bunches on both sides of the head.

Her short hair is raised up, and from a distance, it looks like a pair of cute cat ears that are pulled down in frustration.

This seemingly weak and indifferent girl was squatting by the lake that even the devil would be afraid of. She was holding a branch in her hand with something unknown strung on it. A pitiful bonfire was built in front of it, and the branches on the branch were burned.

Something is roasting on the fire.

Andalil: "..."

Belial: "..."

At this moment, the two famous demon kings also froze. They didn't know whether to be surprised that the girl by the lake actually came out of the ice bed that was rare in a hundred years, or to complain about what the girl was doing now.

After a brief moment of sluggishness, Andalil walked up with Belial, and soon came behind the crouching girl, and finally saw what was roasting on the branch she was holding.

A bunch of delicious, plump, and slightly weird mushrooms were skewered on ice spikes and then roasted on the bonfire.

The little girl picking mushrooms......

For some reason, this word suddenly flashed across Andalil and Belial's minds. It seemed to have appeared in a book on the Dark Continent. Even though Andalil looked like a martial artist, Belial looked like a lolita.

They are at least ten thousand years old, and they are more knowledgeable about the biography books on the Dark Continent than any scholar or sage on the continent.

They were stunned for another moment, and their eyes fell on the small bonfire in front of the girl.

It's so pitiful. This bonfire is really pitiful.

Even though they were killing people so much that the blood on their hands could be combined into several twin seas, the two demon kings couldn't help but sympathize with this small bonfire.

Look at its current situation. Less than two meters away, there is the eternally frozen water, which is known as the coldest thing in the three worlds. And the girl squatting next to it represents something even colder than the eternally frozen water.

A terrible existence.

Therefore, even if it is maintained by the girl's incomparable power, the bonfire is so pale and small. The fist-sized swaying fireworks on it seem to be extinguished by a breeze, making people feel that even if they put their hands on it, they can only

Feel a little warm temperature.

However, the girl squatting next to her suddenly didn't realize it, and she was still concentrating on roasting the mushrooms on the ice spikes with the poor bonfire.

It is unimaginable, completely unimaginable, that the person squatting on the ground in front of him is the other great demon king Duriel, named after Andariel and Belial. No one will believe it, even the two demon kings in front of him feel guilty in their hearts.

Confused - is this girl who is concentrating on roasting mushrooms really her partner, the demon king of pain who once frozen countless strong men to pieces?

At this time, Duriel, one of the four demon kings, a girl with a quiet and indifferent girl's form, seemed to hear the heavy footsteps of Andariel, and her attentive eyes moved from the branches, seemingly a little reluctantly.

He came forward, turned his head and raised his eyes, revealing gazes that were colder than the eternally frozen water, and fell on Andariel and Belial.

Only at this moment can her identity be confirmed. With just this glance, adventurers below the pseudo-domain level will be permanently frozen, almost like death. Even adventurers at the pseudo-domain level will enter a state of instant freezing.

Only domain-level experts can barely resist it.

Of course, for Andariel and Belial, who are both one of the four demon kings, this look is no different from an ordinary look. At most, it is just a little cool.

"Sister Xiaosha, what are you doing?"

Belial opened her big watery eyes, and the butterfly wings on her back flapped continuously, showing her strong curiosity.

"As you can see."

Demon King Duriel, a girl named Saya, whose peaceful face seemed to be forever covered in a layer of ten thousand-year frost, said this expressionlessly.

After saying this, she turned her gaze back to the mushrooms on the bonfire. Her green pupils were filled with the frozen breath of the eternally frozen water. An imperceptible expectation flashed through her eyes. She gently retracted the branch and stringed the mushrooms on it.

Move it to your lips, sniff it with cute quivering nose, then open your mouth and bite it lightly, leaving a delicate and small notch on the mushroom.

Chew chew...chew chew...swallow with a gulp.

Then, she turned back and handed the branch to Andariel, her lips trembled slightly, and she let out a cold and short breath.

"Want to eat...?"

"No...no need."

Andalil and Belial shook their heads quickly, joking. The mushrooms above looked like they had just been taken out of the ice cellar, extremely fresh.

"Yeah?"

As if he was a lifeless doll, he responded indifferently. Du Ruier, that is, Saya, put the mushroom to his lips again and ate it without saying a word.

"By the way, Xiaosha, I want to ask, how is your clone in the second world doing now?"
To be continued...