Rasudran, which stood in the air, was a magnificent city.
At this moment, in a forest south of Rasudran, a Purgatory Flame Slave who had just crossed over from Nimin Lake was looking at the faint building halo in the distance with an astonished gaze.
"Is this Rasudran? The city that never falls, "he mumbled in a low voice." It's almost as good as the Floating Mech City. Is it because of the peerless Great Demon God behind it? "
Strangely enough, even though he was a Purgatory Flame Slave, he was muttering in the human language.
"What are you mumbling about, Flower Sparrow?" A deafening buzzing sound came from the mouth of another Purgatory Flame Slave who was holding a fiery red greataxe.
"Nothing. I'm just amazed at how magnificent Rasudran is." Instead of speaking in the common human language, the Inferno Slave's lips, which looked like they were stained with lava, began to mumble something in the demon language.
"Ignorant bastard. Rasudran is only average among all the major demon cities in the Barren Face," the Inferno Slave with a huge axe spoke in a disdainful tone.
Barren Face? What's that? Flower Sparrow was confused, but she did not ask. Instead, she spoke with a flattering tone, "So you've seen many demon cities, Mister Kaido?"
The Inferno Slave with the axe was Kaido. It raised its head and breathed out a stream of fire from its nostrils. "Of course. I used to follow Mister Negar! I even saw the Lord of Glory's Cancer from afar. That's a real miracle. "
Kaido proudly spoke of his past experiences. However, in the ears of Hua Que Que, it was extremely boring. Most of Kaido's words were "seen from afar", "I've heard of it", and "legends". The Inferno Slave had only visited two or three demon cities, and Rasudran was the largest one it had ever seen.
Seeing that Kaido seemed to be addicted to talking, Flower Sparrow suddenly said, "Lord Kaido, the Cancer you mentioned just now sounds like a great demon city. What is it like?"
Kaido was stunned. Back then, as a slave, he had only caught a glimpse of it from afar. Moreover, his line of sight had been blocked by the Inferno of Purgatory. How could he have known what it looked like?
But in front of his new underling, Kaido couldn't say that he didn't know.
It stuttered for a long time and finally said, "Anyway, it's very big and very grand … You're just a little bastard who doesn't know the origin of our race. You'll never be able to go there in this lifetime. Why are you asking so much?"
After being called a bastard, Hua Tianguo felt sad for a moment. This was caught by Kaido. He thought that he had found a way out of the situation, but this little bastard dared to ask questions and embarrass Kaido. It was excited and became even more addicted to talking.
"He doesn't have a clan origin, nor a clan emblem, and a male Flame Slave is actually named Succubus? Flower Sparrow? What kind of name is that? It's a disgrace to us Purgatory Flame Slaves! " Kaido's huge nostrils exhaled white turbid air as he cast a sidelong glance at the "dejected" Floral Sparrow. "Also, as male Flame Slaves, the weapons we train with should be giant axes and hammers. You actually imitated a female and made a chain … Who are you planning to tie up? Tie yourself up? "
When Kaido was almost done scolding, they had already reached the periphery of Rasudran.
Not far away, there were already some figures of demons. Kaido shut up at the right time. The Purgatory Flame Slaves, in terms of status, were one level lower than the half-blood demons. In fact, most of them were servants of the demons. Moreover, they did not play the role of butlers or personal servants. They were cannon fodder slaves that could be abandoned at any time.
They only looked fierce, but their strength was actually very low. In the Abyss, all the demons looked down on Flame Slaves.
However, there were benefits to Purgatory Flame Slaves. At least the demons would not casually attack and kill them.
To the demons, Purgatory Flame Slaves were much better than the so-called half-blood demons. At least, the Purgatory Flame Slaves' bloodline, from the root, served the demons. However, half-blood demons were bastards. Because of their mixed bloodline, there were many rebellious ones.
Kaido suddenly shut up. He had deliberately made big movements, but after entering Rasudran, he became very careful. This kind of cowardly behavior made Floral Sparrow, who was following behind him, laugh coldly in her heart.
It was Floral Sparrow's first time in Rasudran. It was also the first time he saw the demon's trading market.
He curiously turned his head and sized up this city that was completely different from what he had imagined. He could not see it now, but he might not be able to see it again soon.
However, he was currently at the outskirts of Rasudran. Even if there were buildings, they were not very exquisite. For example, in the dense forest on the right, there was actually a simple wooden hut —
'Psychedelic? What kind of business does this wooden hut have? 'Floral Sparrow was puzzled in his heart.
"What are you looking at?" Kaido followed Floral Sparrow's gaze and saw the wooden hut in the forest not far away. When he saw the size of the wooden hut, Kaido sneered, "Such a small building, and this door. It's even shorter than me. This shop probably won't be able to attract any customers in this lifetime."
As soon as Kaido finished speaking, the door of the wooden hut was pushed open. A blue-skinned half-blood demon walked out from inside. There was a satisfied smile on its face, as if it had encountered something good.
"It's definitely not a customer!" Kaido said with certainty, "It's probably an employee of this shop."
Then, a second half-blood demon walked out.
"This … this is also an employee. There's no mistaking it."
The third, the fourth … When the tenth half-blood demon walked out, Kaido's eyes were already wide open. How could such a small shop have customers? Weren't the half-blood demons in Rasudran all very arrogant? There was no way they could step in such a short door.
"Aren't these half-blood demons customers?" Floral Sparrow blinked and looked curious.
Kaido wanted to blurt out, "That's right," but in the end, he swallowed it back. It would be fine if there were only one or two, but with so many of them walking out of the shop, there was no way he could sow discord even if he wanted to.
Kaido could not help but say, "I didn't see this wooden hut the last time I was here. There are probably only a few half-blood demons inside. They won't be able to cause much trouble. "
After Kaido said that, an ice-blue demon walked out of the wooden hut.
Although it was only an imp, it was one of the best among imps. It was completely different from the weak half-blood demons from before.
"This … this is just an exception." Kaido's face reddened.
At that moment, the ground suddenly shook a few times. Behind the wooden hut, there was suddenly some ripples in the courtyard that was originally empty. A troll covered in ice crystals stepped out of the ripples.
"These ripples are an illusion for concealment? It's an Ice Troll! " Floral Sparrow could not help but exclaim. An Ice Troll was almost a mid-rank demon. Moreover, it was related to the Coldwinter Troll, which was one of the top mid-rank demons!
Kaido could not believe that an Ice Troll would appear in this desolate shop.
Kaido trembled as he pointed in the direction of the wooden hut, as if he wanted to say something …
However, Floral Sparrow could not bear to continue. She said, "Lord Kaido, please don't say anything."
It was as if Kaido's mouth was cursed by the Language Spirit. Whatever he said, it would be the opposite of what Floral Sparrow said.
Floral Sparrow shook her head and dragged Kaido, whose head was smoking, into the depths of Rasudran.
When she was leaving, Floral Sparrow suddenly felt that someone was sizing her up.
She turned around and saw nothing. However, on the roof of the Psychedelic Hut not far away, a dark-skinned woman was yawning and stretching.
Was it her imagination?
… …
Fafnir stretched and rested lazily on the roof for a long time. Only then did she recall the strange information she caught when she woke up.
Fafnir lowered her head and pondered for a moment. She recalled a figure in her mind.
It was a Purgatory Flame Slave that she had seen not long ago. Its body was slightly thin, and its body was burning with faint flames. There was also a scarlet chain that looked like a fire snake that was slowly moving around its body.
At first glance, there was nothing wrong with this Purgatory Flame Slave.
However, Fafnir raised her eyebrows. She found obvious traces of disguise on this Purgatory Flame Slave. Moreover, the soul of this Flame Slave was obviously that of a lowly human.
"A human came to Rasudran?" Angor was currently on the second floor of the wooden hut. The window here was connected to the roof of the hut.
Fafnir was half-lying on the roof, and beside her was the skylight of the attic. "Yes, you don't seem surprised."
"There are plenty of humans. It has nothing to do with me." Angor shrugged. Back in the Overwatch Base, he heard that some wizards would sneak into the inner layer of Demon City to collect information. It was strange to see a human here, but it was not unacceptable.
Compared to such trivial matters, there were more important things he cared about right now.
For example, making money. Another example was to complete the model of the half-door in his mind space.
The sound of wind chimes came from the yard below.
"Looks like a new batch of guests is here." He took out the Ocean's Melody and said to Fafnir, "I'll go down first."
When he came down from the second floor, he saw Canaan explaining to the new batch of guests in fluent Demon language. She was also drawing circles in the air with her finger, which created some water vapor and hit the wind chimes outside the yard.
The wind chimes were a signal Canaan sent to him.
Canaan was no longer wearing ragged clothes like yesterday. Instead, she used her water ability to camouflage herself and created an ever-changing water skirt. For one thing, it was beautiful. For another, she could use it to show her affinity with water to the guests.
Canaan spoke quickly. Angor did not know much about Demon language, so he only understood the last sentence.
"The owner is here. Your experience will begin soon."
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