What did a lord mean? At least, there was no wizard in the southern wizarding region who could rival a demon lord.
Moreover, the strongest among the overlords could even be comparable to the Demon Gods. This was the ultimate goal of all demons.
Now, Dusk had awakened. Dusk was still a long way away from becoming a lord, but the seed was already planted. When the time came, it would start a fire!
Abyssal awakening wasn't limited to just that. After all demons awakened, they would have different Abyssal awakening states. Such awakening states would grant different awakening abilities depending on the demon's needs. Dusk's awakening ability was still unknown, but judging from its enormous size, Angor could tell that its physical strength was beyond imagination.
As a succubus, all demons relied on their spirit power to influence their enemies. Dusk's biggest weakness was its weak body. But now that the problem of his physical body had been fixed, he no longer needed to be a subordinate of any Great Demon.
After listening to Night's explanation, Angor finally understood why Iyadasai attacked him earlier.
The power of the awakening was incredible, and its subsequent effects could extend infinitely. If Angor couldn't use such a key for himself, he had to get rid of it first.
When Iyadasai made a move against him, it was probably not to kill him, but to capture him.
Angor suddenly felt a headache coming on. Half of Rasudran already knew about Dusk's awakening. Once they confirmed that Dusk's awakening had something to do with the Illusion Hut, they wouldn't stop.
Just like Greya's spell creation. If people found out that the manifestation of Mystery played a key role in it, Angor would become their target.
Fortunately, he didn't have to stay in Rasudran for too long.
There was only one day left.
Once he obtained the Fire Relaying Stone's fragment, no matter how great the commotion here was, it would have nothing to do with him.
Angor's expression kept changing like a color palette, and Night saw it all. At Night's level, it could easily control its desires and curiosity. For example, when it saw Angor and Fafnir for the first time, it already knew who Angor and Fafnir were. A human and an Abyss Dragon … Such a strange combination would arouse anyone's curiosity. But Night only listened to Angor's purpose and didn't care about anything else.
Night didn't care much about the outside world, but she was still curious about Angor's background, as well as the secrets behind Ocean Rhyme.
If it wasn't for the fact that the fire in the painting was more urgent, Night would have followed its desire to find out the truth.
"The awakened ones still need some time to ferment and ferment. You don't have to worry too much. You have Fafnir with you, so it shouldn't be a problem. " With that, Night ignored her curiosity and headed for the exit.
Many demons saw how Fafnir tossed Angor to the entrance of the hunting hall. Now, they needed to deal with these small fries.
Angor stayed in the gallery, but his mind was still wandering.
Images kept flashing in his mind, from Fafnir's situation to the Hallucination Hut. Then he thought about Sunders, Jon's current situation, and missing his family and friends.
His mind was in a mess for a long time.
When he heard footsteps coming from the gallery again, he finally regained his senses.
The newcomer was Prapa with light blue skin. It was carrying the corpse of a prey that was several times larger than its body as it walked in from the outer pavilion. It was going to clean up today's prey in a compartment behind the gallery, but it didn't expect to see a familiar figure inside.
"M-Mister?" Prapa looked at Angor in surprise. "You're here?!"
Angor looked at Prapa's confused face. "What do you mean 'here'? Is someone looking for me?"
Prapa nodded quickly. "When I came here today, I saw Canaan walking back and forth in a hurry. It said it was looking for you and asked me if I saw you. I didn't expect you to be here! "
"Is there anyone else looking for me?" Angor wasn't surprised that Canaan came looking for him. He was more concerned about whether other demons would come looking for him, as well as what happened to the awakened ones.
"No." Prapa shook its head.
"Then what did you see inside the Hallucination Hut when you came here?"
"I didn't pay attention to it. I only saw it from afar. Nothing strange." Prapa was confused. "Did something happen, Mister?"
Prapa suddenly had a look of realization. "Did a demon come to cause trouble?"
Prapa lowered its head and mumbled to itself, "That's right. It's a great experience, so it's normal that some evil demons came looking for you."
"Evil demon?" Angor was speechless. Did you forget that you're a demon too?
After muttering for a while, Prapa raised his head. "Shopkeeper, if there's anything I can help you with, please let me know. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to defeat a half-blood demon. "
Prapa was still a low-level imp, but it was still much stronger than before. And it was all thanks to the man in front of it.
Prapa's sincere gratitude made Angor sigh in his mind. If the demon knew that Prapa was the human it hated the most, it would probably fight him right now.
"By the way, I do have a favor to ask of you." Angor considered for a moment. Under Prapa's serious expression, he took out several money pouches from his pocket and handed them to Prapa.
"Take a hundred demon gold coins as payment. Use the rest to find the owner of the nightclub and ask him to buy some materials for me …"
Actually, Angor already planned to give the demon gold coins to Prapa in the first place. The Hallucination Hut's business wasn't doing well before. Thanks to Prapa's promotion, the business became better.
Prapa took the money pouches and left the showroom with a blank look.
After Prapa left, Angor began to think. Prapa just came to Rasudran from Nimin Lake, so it was understandable that he didn't know about the awakeners. But according to what Prapa said, the Psychedelic Hut seemed to be peaceful. Did the battle stop? What is the situation in Fafnir now?
Coincidentally, when Angor was thinking about Fafnir, he heard a familiar snort.
"You can come back now. I have something to tell you."
It was Fafnir's voice, and he could tell that it was coming from Fafnir. But now was not the right time. Would a demon imitate Fafnir's voice and trick him into leaving the Prey Hall? Since the nightclub owner was guarding the place, no one would dare to come in. This was the only way.
Angor's concern was reasonable. However, he forgot one thing. How many demons would dare to use voice transmissions to enter the Prey Hall? Besides, they were only a few hundred meters away from the Hallucination Hut. No demon would dare to imitate Fafnir's voice in such a short distance.
As he hesitated, Angor noticed something.
"Lowly human, are your guts made of needles?" Along with the sound of footsteps, Fafnir appeared in the Prey Hall with a dark face.
Angor felt a little embarrassed to see Fafnir here. It seemed he was overthinking.
"Come with me!" Fafnir snorted, and Angor quickly followed.
When they left the exhibition hall, Fafner looked back at the painting on the wall with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Nothing happened along the way, and they returned to the dilapidated Psychedelic Hut.
Judging from the scene, there shouldn't be any violent fights after Angor was sent to the Prey Hall. At least, the "ruins" of the Prey Hall looked the same as when he left.
Not long after Angor returned, Canaan also came running back with a frightened look.
"Are you alright, Mister? Thank goodness! "
Angor nodded to Canaan and took out several demon coins from his bracelet. "Help me fix up the shop. No need. Just make it look the same as before."
Without waiting for Canaan's response, Angor walked around her and went to the backyard. Fafnir was sitting on the trunk of a large tree. The mottled light illuminated her beautiful face.
"Dear Lady Fafnir, are you alright?" Angor quickly realized he was asking nonsense. Fafnir didn't look like she was in any danger.
As expected, Fafnir snickered. "You think a lowly succubus and a pile of bones can do anything to me?"
"Can you tell me what happened, Lady Fafnir?" Angor asked carefully.
Fafnir remained silent for a moment. "Do you know about the Abyss Awakening?"
Angor nodded. "The owner of Nightclub told me about it."
"Then you should know how big of a disturbance you caused," Fafnir said with a serious expression. "That's why Iyadese attacked you."
Fafnir's explanation was more or less the same as what Angor thought. The only difference was that Angor wanted to take Angor away, while Iyadese wanted to kill him.
After Fafnir sent Angor away, the two sides engaged in an energy battle. In the end, Fafnir won. However, she still managed to drive Iyadese and Iyadese away, which didn't stop the aftermath. At that time, almost half of Rasudran's attention was focused on this place. Even now, there were still demons casting greedy glances at this place.
Fafnir wasn't afraid of these demons, but she still needed to be prepared for the possible consequences.
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