Chapter 690
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"Thank you … Thank you …"
Elder En Ya had already forgotten how many times she had heard this sentence today.
She had been entrusted by Josiah to treat the residents of the Realm of Devils. Elder En Ya's impression of the Realm of Devils was that it should be filled with chaos and disorder, but the reality was completely different from what she had imagined.
The atmosphere of this city was very similar to that of Assequero. The entire city was gradually weakening, but the residents were working hard to make it better.
Apart from some succubi who spoke in a manner that made Elder En Ya uncomfortable, the rest of the residents of the Realm of Devils were quite … friendly.
"Please let the next patient in."
Elder En Ya said to the black-clothed watcher beside her.
She was still thinking about what the Blood Duke had said, but it did not affect her work at hand.
The next figure that walked into the treatment station was also a watcher. This watcher looked very pale, and should be a Chaos Demon.
Elder En Ya used an inscription to summon a vine and extended it towards the watcher.
"Hold it," Elder En Ya said.
The watcher hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed the vine that Elder En Ya had summoned.
Grey Fog flowed out of his body and was gradually absorbed by the vine. Elder En Ya purified the Grey Fog in the body of the person in front of her as usual, but in the next second, the watcher suddenly let go of his hand.
"Your treatment is not over."
"No need … I feel much better."
The watcher covered his hand that was holding the vine and walked out of the treatment station.
The moment he stepped out of the treatment station, he felt a pain in his palm, as if a needle had pierced through his nail.
Monet! I only asked you to test the elves, not to touch the vines! Are you trying to kill me?
An extremely violent female voice sounded in his mind, and he immediately used his consciousness to apologize to the other party.
I'm sorry, Sister Clary …
I've gathered information on the elves. Take this opportunity to rest and quickly return to the stronghold!
The female voice in his head gave him the next order. He looked around and found that no one was watching him. Then, he quickly ran toward the Demon Realm's King's City.
Located in the residential area near the city wall of the Demon Realm's King City, he returned to his nominal home, then lifted the carpet on the ground, and there was a movable floor under the carpet.
After he moved the floorboard away, a staircase leading underground was revealed in front of him.
"Hurry up!"
The voice in his mind urged him to quickly run into the basement. After entering the basement, he took off the watcher's clothes.
He was a burly and strong middle-aged man with a goatee under his nose. There were stitches on his chest and abdomen.
"Damn it! Monet, didn't I tell you to put underwear on this body? And remember to shave his beard. '
'Sister, I think this beard looks pretty good …'
"It's gone!"
In his mind, the female voice spoke in a commanding tone, causing the middle-aged man's body to tremble.
"Understood."
After he agreed with a heavy voice, he suddenly clutched his abdomen in pain.
The middle-aged man's body emitted a large amount of gray mist, which gradually formed into the silhouettes of two spirits.
"Monet, I'm going to contact Bishop Gainke immediately. Don't do anything unnecessary!"
One of the spirits with a female body pointed at the male spirit called Monet and spoke loudly.
"Sister Clary, Lady Pester contacted me through a message."
"Lady … Lady Pester? Monet, have you forgotten why we became like this? "
When the spirit named Clary heard her brother address a Blood Breed as "Lord", she wanted to grab the Blood Breed's collar angrily, but her translucent hand went through his chest.
No matter how many times … Clary could not get used to the fact that she was already dead.
"Monet, we used this body to come to the Demon Realm for revenge! I'm not asking you to make friends with those damned demons! "
After giving her useless brother a warning, Clary floated directly to a stone altar in the middle of the basement.
In the center of the altar was the skull of an unknown creature. Clary chanted an ancient spell, and gray flames spilled out of the eye sockets of the skull. Blood flowed slowly from the altar.
"How far has the Divine Punishment spread?"
An old and hoarse voice came from the skull.
"The land that the demons can farm has been completely corroded. If it wasn't for the traitors providing food for the demons, they would have been devoured by the Divine Punishment long ago."
Clary respectfully half-knelt in front of the skull.
"Bishop Gainke, what should we do with the elves that have tainted the Divine Punishment? Should we deal with them secretly? "
"There's no need. The high elves' magic can't completely purify the Grey Mist. Doing so will expose your whereabouts. Remember … there is only one reason for you to hide here."
"Understood," Clary said.
"Clary, is there anything you and your brother don't feel comfortable with?" The skull was silent for a moment before asking about their situation again. "The power that God has given me can only implant your souls into the demon's body. You must have felt very humiliated as a member of the Sacred Army."
"Being killed by a demon is the most humiliating thing in my life, Bishop Gainke … If our sacrifice can completely purify the Demon Realm, it will be our honor."
The skull did not speak again. At that moment, Clary heard a voice. When she turned around, she saw that the burly chaos demon had started moving again.
The interface of the magic net appeared in front of the chaos demon's eyes. In his other hand, he was holding a primitive crystal mouse.
While Clary and Bishop Gainke were chatting, he had successfully logged into a game called "Holy Spirit".
He completed this series of actions while lying on the ground, because the chaos demon's legs did not have any sense of touch.
"Monet!"
Seeing this, Clary was so angry that she wanted to walk over and beat her useless brother who only knew how to play magic net games.
"Pester … she said she's coming for us."
Monet took advantage of the moment when Clary pounced on him to read out a message from his friend list in "Holy Spirit".
"That Blood Breed is looking for us … What did you do that got exposed?"
"Calm down, Clary …"
Bishop Gainke's voice calmed her down instantly. She closed her eyes and gradually disappeared from the basement.
The next moment, the chaos demon that had fallen to the ground used his hands to support himself up.
"Someone is approaching our base. No … there's more than one person."
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